While a group of people were walking, Meng Elegy ran to Sancho's side in small steps, and she couldn't help but lower her voice and asked:

"Sancho, do you have any good plans? On such a cold day, do we really have to be squeezed by the program team to clear the snow?"

"I can't do anything but sweep, and I still owe work." Sancho can think about it, and it will be okay if he doesn't earn work in the future.

The necessities have been changed, and others that are not very needed can be added slowly.

"Yes, but do we really have to be squeezed by the program team all the time in this issue? This is Lian Zong, he makes it look like he's here to endure hardship."

"You might want us to share our weal and woe?" Sancho couldn't help but think of her and Si Shenli every time they did a task, they seemed to be doing their own thing.

"Although but...... Okay." Meng Elegy felt that it made sense, and her face couldn't help but show a loveless expression.

Soon at the destination, several trails are so long that there is almost no end in sight, and the snow is heavier than others, and it sinks a little when you step on it.

Each group of guests took a shovel and a cart and walked to each road.

Sancho was going to shovel snow with a shovel, but before he could bend down to start, the shovel in his hand was taken by the man beside him, "I'll come, you can just push the cart behind me."

"Okay, then you can change me when you're tired." Sancho nodded, not arguing with him.

The two have been together for so long, and she knows very well that it is difficult for Si Shenli to change when he opens his mouth.

"Hmm." The man's voice was low, and he shoveled the snow steadily, and he poured a shovel into the cart.

He walked in front, Sancho followed, Si Shenli's back was broad but powerful, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

They were shoveling snow at one end, and there was a figure on the other side of the end.

Sang Shen's fingers holding the shovel were red from the cold, and the air that came out was cold, he bent over and shoveled the snow again and again, he had not done heavy work, and his fingers were worn out in a few clicks.

He looked down at his palm, and continued to shovel the snow.

The agent who followed the cart in the back couldn't help but feel distressed, "Sang Yingdi, why don't I come, you can rest for a while, and then we will shoot."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." Sang Shen didn't stubbornly shovel the snow, and all he could do for Qiao Qiao was these trivial things.

"Sang Yingdi, you have done this for her, don't you really plan to tell her? You see that the share of your shooting is 82 points with Rose Entertainment, and you only keep one point for yourself, and the other point is used to buy the high-level of Rose Entertainment."

The agent was really distressed to watch him do all the way, the always arrogant Sang actor had not done so much to this point before.

Now in order to seek Sancho's forgiveness, he has paid so silently.

"Don't say it, if you still want to follow me, keep your mouth shut." Sang Shen's voice unconsciously became stern.

How could he not want to tell Jojo what he had done, but he knew too well that he might not be forgiven if he said it, but it would make Jojo wary of him.

It's better for him to do this silently, and he can also deceive himself and tell himself that Qiaoqiao's indifference is because she doesn't know.

"I see." Although the agent was distressed, he had to compromise.

Sang Shen gave him a high salary, plus Sang Shen was kind to him.

These days, he has watched Sang Yingdi save himself, eating the cheapest food, and buying things for Sancho is generous.

It is also clear that Sang Yingdi is afraid that this time it will be true.

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When Sancho was halfway through the shovel, she found that the other half had actually been shoveled, and she frowned: "How little is it under the snow over there?"

"Someone swept it." Si Shenli's gaze fell on the marks of a shovel on the ground.

The eldest brother of the cameraman who followed the shooting laughed dryly, "Maybe it's the sanitation staff, our program team forgot to tell them in advance, so let's just finish sweeping it."

The cold sweat on his forehead flowed down when he said this, and God knows how weak he was.

But think of Sang Yingdi Sai

The money can only be strong and calm.

[I knocked, so lucky?] Someone actually swept half of it! 】

[Sister Qiao and Brother Li are also too lucky, Yao Hui next door fell in the snow pit, and he only swept a third of it, and he had a lot of garbage on that road, and his real name was miserable. 】

[Don't say it, Sang Jiao's group is even worse, a little downhill, sweeping a section of snow accidentally loosened, the cart slid back, and all the snow poured out. 】

[Other groups take turns pushing carts and sweeping, but Brother Li's side is grabbing the shovel, which is too intimate! ] 】

"Sanitation workers sweeping?" Sancho naturally noticed the weakness of the cameraman's eldest brother, and she raised her eyelids, her gaze with a sense of scrutiny.

The cameraman's eldest brother, who was not very good at lying, was even more weak at the moment.

"There's... Yes, everyone else has finished sweeping, you can't just let people pour the snow back and let you sweep it again, how tiring is it, do you think you want to go back to rest, or sweep again?"

The cameraman's eldest brother struggled to restrain his panic.

"Let's go back." Sancho couldn't deny that he had a point, and she had a vague guess in her mind.

"Hmm." Si Shenli has always been by her, since she said to go back, then go back.

As a result, they became the fastest group to complete the task.

Although the director was surprised that they swept so fast, the camera didn't suspect anything, waved his hand and let them go.

On the way back, the two had their own thoughts.

Just as they were silent in their own contemplation, they suddenly heard a loud noise, and they saw patches of snow rolling down the surrounding hillside.

Before they could react, the falling snow cut them off from the cameraman's brother.

Si Shenli subconsciously reached out and took Sancho's hand and hugged her tightly into his arms, and the snow smashed into his back, wetting a large piece.

He couldn't help but snort violently.

And the camera brother on the other side is also constantly running back, for fear of being crushed under the heavy snow.

"Oh no, no, just now we had an avalanche on the way back, and both Master Si and Sancho were trapped inside."

"What? Hurry up, call the rescue team." The director couldn't sit still at all, and he didn't have the heart to sit in front of the camera and stare at other people's hard work to shovel snow.

In an instant, the scene was chaotic.

Sang Shen also soon received the news from the cameraman's eldest brother, and he sat on the stool of the crew and stood up violently and walked out.

"Sang Yingdi, filming is about to begin, where are you going?"

"There's an avalanche over there, Jojo is trapped in it, life and death are unknown, hurry up and call someone."

Sang Shen tried to restrain the panic in his heart, kept calm, and let the agent call people at the same time, his steps were fast and urgent.

He knew that he might not be able to help when he arrived at the scene, so that he would definitely not be able to calm down and shoot here.