Self-confidence comes from strength

(TXT full text) seventy-seven black pythons

Seventy-seven black pythons

"What kind of plane? How so? ......" I muttered angrily, and the seasickness was so bad that my head hurt to death.

Dang Hanye didn't speak, turned around and left. When he came back, he looked embarrassed: "That...... The room really couldn't be adjusted......"

"I can squeeze with them, I don't have to occupy your room!" I didn't care about Sven shouting.

Niva, who didn't understand Chinese, heard my cry, and probably understood something by looking at her expression, so she came over happily and said, "Xiaoxue, why don't we change rooms, my partner is a woman." ”

That's good, she was eager to be with him, and I also took the opportunity to send a favor, but before I could open my mouth, someone objected. Dang Hanye said in English: "If you two want to change rooms, I'll sleep outside, anyway, I don't want to share a room with her!" ”

Niva, apparently hurt by her self-esteem, runs away angrily. I'm also angry, why do you want me to live with men and women so that everyone else can be separated?

Dang Hanye looked at me pitifully and said, "They are also in trouble, but don't worry, I won't bully you, I will abide by women's morals." ”

He guards women?! Where is this? He whispered like this, and I couldn't say anything more. Got the key back to the room, the facilities are good, air conditioning, with bathroom, clean and tidy, in such a remote jungle town, it is already the best, it is...... There is only one queen bed.

At this time, I heard someone outside complaining:

"It's so stuffy, why don't you even have air conditioning!"

"What about the bathroom? …… Also go to the public toilet! ”

"Where are you going to take a shower?"

"Go wash in the Amazon!"

Then I heard the laughter, and everyone was very good at having fun.

It seems that they really gave the best room to our two "international friends".

Dang Hanye put down his luggage and said, "You rest for a while, and I'll ask them to bring a bowl of soup." Then he went out.

I nodded, and looked at him pitifully, like a concubine looking at her husband about to go away. He smiled and shut himself out of the door.

I took a cold shower first, the sequelae of seasickness had not gone down, and my headache was swollen until dinner, and the soup that Dang Hanye said was not delivered, and he did not come back. A few friends from the crew came to visit me and bought local papayas for me to eat.

After dinner, he finally saw the shadow of the cold night of the party, but as soon as he returned to the room, he opened the laptop and said, "You sleep, I'm going to be busy for a while." "It feels like a husband arranging for his wife to sleep first, and he has to work overtime and can't sleep with her.

Looking at his handsome back, I had a strange feeling, should I really sleep in the same bed with him? Checked the bed and it was ok, two cushions. I gently pulled one, made a nest for myself on the floor, and cleaned up the bed for him, so that he could sleep now. It's so tired, it's so painful, and I really didn't come to enjoy it, and I didn't even dare to change my pajamas.

I fell asleep in a daze, dreaming at night, and woke up in the morning with the sun shining. The air conditioning was at a moderate temperature and very comfortable, and it must have been very hot with the tropical sun outside.

Rubbing his eyes, he stretched his legs and feet, and sat up. No, I slept on the floor last night, and I'm in bed now! Hurriedly looked down, fortunately, he was still wearing that dress. The other pillow on the bed is over there, and it looks like we did sleep in the same bed last night, except that his head is facing that way and my head is facing this way. Then, when there was no more of my bunk on the ground, he picked me up! Don't blush, it's not the first time I've been hugged by him while asleep.

Yawning as he walked out of the room, he was bumping into Niva, and the road was really narrow. But she didn't seem to hold a grudge, and said to me with a smile: "Director Johnson said that if you wake up, go over." ”

I nodded and said, "Where are they?" ”

"Upstairs, around the corner, the second room."

I walked up the stairs, and at the same time saw her curious and questioning eyes, I guess she wanted to see from me whether Dang Hanye and I had that or not, sorry, we would make her bored.

I knocked on the door and went in, and the two directors were there, as well as a few staff members, and they all looked at me strangely. Dang Hanye smiled helplessly at me, saying that it was not his fault. I pursed my lips and smiled helplessly, and it wasn't my fault. Nothing happened anyway, and I can't blush anymore, so let them be curious. I got straight to the point and got the job done.

Intense jungle shooting, sweltering heat, pouring rain without warning, scary tropical animals, everything is like a thriller horror movie, but what we, the "actors", encounter is real horror.

And the most terrifying thing is that I stepped on a snake on the first day I entered the jungle, but fortunately, we were fully prepared, there was no danger, and after I came back, the crew told me that it was a tropical snake. Then I had a mental block, and I refused to take off my high-top shoes, untie my trouser legs, or even take off my thick gloves when I went back to the hotel. Little Cobbal (an American, a young sound engineer on the crew, but a few years older than me) teased me and said, "Would you like to find a set of gas suits to wear?" ”

I got angry and said, "If you can find it, I'll wear it." ”

When we're not too busy, we take a break to the town's bar for a glass of coconut juice, a skewer barbecue, an impromptu samba dance with the indigenous Brazilians or a soccer game on the beach. The people here are very bold, as if they were born without sorrow, their minds are like the wide and open Amazon River, as long as they have money, they will spend it happily and enjoy it, which is very different from the thrift and thrift in traditional Chinese culture.

The locals speak Portuguese, which is mixed with indigenous Indian languages, most of us don't understand it, and the crew only has one interpreter, and then there is Dang Hanye who understands Portuguese, but he is very busy and usually doesn't go out with us.

The innkeeper's daughter, Cattelan, and I had a good relationship, but our language was a big barrier, and she was two years younger than me, only going to the equivalent of a primary school graduate. She wanted to ask me some questions, but the language barrier was too small for gestures and gestures. And I don't want to bother the party to translate for the two girls on a cold night, if she asks some girls' private questions, how can he be embarrassed to translate?

On my first weekend here, Catlanla and I went to the town's beach dance party. Cattelan wasn't very pretty, but she had healthy brown-red skin, and at the ball, two young men always came to her, and she pulled me aside and pointed at the two and then at herself. I finally understood what she meant, she wanted to ask for my opinion, which of these two lads is good?

Seriously, how would I know that one is good? Not to mention these foreigners who don't understand the language and have different customs, even men of my own nationality, I can't figure out which one is good, which one is bad, and which one will be Chen Shimei.

I shook my head, and Cattelan was disappointed, but quickly forgot about the unpleasantness and pulled me into the samba dance.

After partying in the middle of the night, it was already late at night when I returned to the hotel, and I didn't know if I was asleep or busy with work at this time.

I gently pushed the door open, and I was half scared to death by the sight that unfolded before me.

Dang Hanye curled up on the bed, as if his whole body was convulsing, and his already ugly face had a hideous expression of pain. Recently, I always dream of being bitten by a snake, and he now feels to me like a tropical venomous python with black patterns coiled on the bed, can I not be afraid?

Poisoning? Because when I think of snakes, I immediately think of poisoning, and poisonous snakes here are so terrible.

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