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Jiang Yuning calmed down, and then said silently: "Find the knife handle on the chair, find the bucket in the box, find the key in the basket..."

Time passed bit by bit, Vera was a little impatient: "Ten minutes, Uncle Ning, is it okay?"

"Does this hurt?" Jiang Yuning couldn't help teasing her.

"There's no air, no water, no light inside..."

Jiang Yuning found the knife under the umbrella, assembled it with the handle, and continued to look for new clues.

At this moment, the windows on the 18th floor were hit by the storm and crackled. Of course, this is not a special effect that the program group can arrange.

And just when Jiang Yuning got the final pass code and was about to open the door, he only heard two sizzling sounds. Affected by the thunderstorm, the hotel's electrical system was directly burned.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Vera became even more anxious when she saw that the advertisement box was not lit, and she was still locked inside.

Soon, the service staff of the hotel ran up to the eighteenth floor, holding the unlocking tools in their hands: "You two ladies, stand back, we are going to smash the door."

"What's the matter?"

"The 15th-level typhoon "caused source", the movement path was out of control, and it landed on our small island ahead of time, and now the recording of the program has been terminated, you go back to your room and stay well." After finishing speaking, the two staff members hurried to open the small black room door.

Jiang Yuning took the opportunity to go to the window on the 18th floor and look down, and found that the storm was raging outside, and the sea was surging. Fortunately, the location of the hotel was higher and it was not submerged by the sea. It was currently the most ideal refuge on the island.

Soon, the combination lock of the small black room was broken, and Vera quickly followed the staff inside, and was relieved to see that Xiao Chennan was safe and sound.

"You... so violent?"

Vera rolled her eyelids, and couldn't help answering: "Fucking violent, the typhoon is coming, quickly fish you out."

Vera lost her temper.

Xiao Chennan couldn't help smiling, and then walked out of the room with Vera, and the three of them went downstairs quickly to meet up with other guests.

The other staff members and the director team of "Desert Island" are also battered at the moment. After recording so many episodes, they have never encountered such a dangerous situation. Because the island is completely closed now, all the roads to enter the island are blocked, and if you want to enter, you must fly.

"Please go back to your room to rest and wait for the typhoon to pass through."

"Hey, halfway through the program, what kind of hatred is this?"

The staff of the program team knew that everyone was emotionally unstable, so they hurried to convey the meaning of several directors: "The program is not important, everyone's safety is the most important. I hope everyone can follow the hotel's arrangement and wait for the typhoon to leave. Find a way to send everyone back to Los Angeles safely, please rest assured."

"It's a few old bald donkeys with a conscience." The golden child raised his mouth high.

"Now, please go back to your room and rest."

Subsequently, the hotel also lifted the signal shielding, but because the typhoon was too strong, everyone's mobile phones were basically useless for contacting.

...

Affected by the typhoon, Los Angeles was also caught in heavy rain.

Later, on the entertainment news, there was also news that the crew of "Desert Island" was trapped on the island. Fans of several artists were worried and distressed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh, someone go save my little fairy."

"My family is clearly...can you report that it's safe? We're going to be worried to death."

"Have you lost your mind in the program team? You actually chose such a dangerous place to record the program, woo woo, our baby."

"Who can give me some news, I hope everyone is okay."

Immediately afterwards, the topic of #《魔岛》program group trapped in a hotel due to typhoon# became a hot search.

[The program team is really risking their lives, it's too dangerous. 】

[I hope everyone is fine, we don't have to watch the show, as long as people are fine. 】

[It is said that people on the island cannot enter, and the roads are flooded. 】

[Jiang Yuning dies sooner. 】

[Are you sick upstairs? Why is it so vicious? 】

[Fuck, why are these people so dark inside? 】

[I reported it, that person came out to scold me, crazy. 】

There was quite a commotion on the Internet. Later, Guangying and several other artists' management companies also tried to contact the hotel and the program group one after another, but the communication equipment was blocked and they couldn't get in touch at all.

Seeing this, Secretary He, who received the news, immediately knocked on the door and entered Lu Jingzhi's office: "Principal, something happened."

There were still people in Lu Jingzhi's office, but Secretary He walked in and handed the phone to Lu Jingzhi.

Everyone in 489 knows that Lu Jingzhi is a workaholic, and has never delayed his work because of any personal matters, but this time, after checking his phone, Lu Jingzhi got up from his office chair directly: "We'll talk about this matter next time."

The rest of the people in uniform: "???"

"Didn't you notice the wedding ring on the principal's ring finger?"

"Have it?"

"I don't know which girl is so lucky."

Outside the door, Lu Jingzhi walked fast, Secretary He followed behind him, almost unable to catch up: "Principal."

"What's the situation on the island now? Is there a way to enter?"

"The typhoon is too strong, and now everyone is waiting for news." Secretary He replied quickly.

Lu Jingzhi pursed his lips tightly, his brows and eyelids were wrinkled, and there seemed to be blades hidden in his black pupils.

This ancestor always wanted to do something to make his heart beat wildly.

"Arrange accommodation at the place closest to the island, and then immediately inquire and arrange rescue methods."

"Understood." Secretary He immediately agreed.

Mommy, this is the heart of the principal, I hope this damn typhoon can stop as soon as possible.

And the rain...

It was too big, as big as the day Yiping asked her father for money.

...

In the hotel, all the guests huddled together at this moment, because the temperature dropped sharply due to the strong wind and rainstorm, it was really cold enough.

The hotel staff are trying to restore the hotel's power supply system, but the typhoon is too strong, there is really no way.

"Those old bald donkeys are so cruel that they even hurt themselves." Jin Zizi sighed while sitting on the sofa wrapped in a quilt, "I don't know when the typhoon will stop."

Jiang Yuning looked at the golden boy, frowned, and then said, "Little kid, tell me the truth, are you a spy?"

"What spy?" Jin Mingcheng couldn't help shaking, "Ha, sister Yuning, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"Hey, at this time, shouldn't we look forward to some unrivaled hero coming to us on the colorful clouds?" Xu Beisheng leaned on Jiang Yuning's arm, "Do you think he will come?"

"Who? Who's coming?"

Jiang Yuning pushed the boy's head away, and then threatened him: "Let's continue to analyze why you are a spy..."

"Director, there are spoilers here!"

"Damn kid." Jiang Yuning couldn't help laughing, and then looked at Actor Xiao and Vera.

Tsk tsk, this typhoon is not useless...