CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 506 - 498: 2 Injured

The scorching sun was like fire.

"I have cooling patches to pass around to everyone." Zhang Zijing took out the cooling patches she had prepared.

"And mint candies, which help soothe the throat and give energy after eating." Wu Zixuan began offering them.

"Yang Ni, I’ll hold onto you." Yuwei used the anti-lost strap that Qiqi had bought.

She attached one end to the former’s clothes and the other end to her backpack.

The group started to move once again with difficulty.

Luckily they had a rest period two days earlier, or they might not have made it through today.

"Wearing sunglasses doesn’t help either, this sun is so fierce."

"Exactly! We should wear scarves."

"It looks like there’s no sandstorm, but there actually is."

"So tired, so hot."

Lv Fangxin licked her parched, cracked lips, feeling faint.

Zhang Zijing took a sip of water, but her throat was still painfully dry.

They were walking as if in a sauna.

The hardest part was climbing the sand dunes, each step was as tiring as climbing a mountain.

If it were a straight distance without the blazing sun, they were confident they could run it in four hours.

But this winding route increased the journey by more than twice the distance.

Finally,

they caught up with the main group, or rather, reached the temporary camp where the main group was resting at noon.

Even though they were exhausted, they still had to cook for themselves.

"What shall we eat?" Jiang Mengqi asked weakly.

"Anything is fine, I just want to lie down." Lai Ruoxuan also felt that she could not continue.

"Let’s just eat some bread, drink some milk," Duan Yuxin suggested, feeling utterly spent.

Yuwei propped herself up and said, "No, the production team requires us to make flatbread."

"Bake bread in the desert?"

"Damn, what are those guys thinking?"

"I’ve gone crazy!"

Although the girls protested verbally, they really had no choice.

Jiang Mengqi, who had the best skills, took on the task of making the dough.

The others could only watch, feeling useless.

Soon, Jiang Mengqi had prepared the dough and put it in a plastic bag to rise.

"Qiqi, what’s wrong?" Yuwei noticed that Lai Ruoxuan, who was lying there, looked unwell.

"She might have heatstroke," Meng Meixuan squatted beside her and felt her head.

This threw the whole team into gloom; Yang Ni’s foot injury had recurred, and Qiqi was sick from heatstroke.

Qiqi, with a pale face and blue lips, curled up with her eyes closed like a wounded little animal.

"I’ll help you up, Qiqi, to drink the medicine." Meng Meixuan supported her by the shoulders.

Zhang Zijing also brought Huoxiang Zhengqi water and poured it into her mouth.

Then applied cooling patches to Qiqi’s forehead.

"I’m sorry for holding you back, I’m so weak."

"No, you’re the strongest, Qiqi, our pillar."

Qiqi smiled, and bitter tears of self-blame slid from the corners of her eyes.

Unable to hold back anymore, Yuwei found the chief director.

"Director, now Qiqi is ill, and Yang Ni is injured, please let them ride camels."

"There are no camels here for people to ride."

"Director, how can you be so cold-hearted, we’re just actors."

"So you have to complete the work."

The director’s slender eyes were filled with coldness, and his indifferent tone brooked no dispute.

Just as Yuwei was about to explode, Meng Meixuan came over to calm her down.

"Yuwei, don’t get agitated."

"How can I not be? Their bodies can’t take it anymore."

Meng Meixuan was also anxious: "Director, if anything happens to them, the company won’t agree."

"I’ll take full responsibility with the company; you must follow the show’s process."

This time even Meng Meixuan couldn’t hold back: "I want to talk to the team leader."

"According to procedure, you can only use the satellite phone after completing this journey."

"You—"

"Yuwei, Meixuan, don’t plead with him, we can stick it out."

Yang Ni walked over and said firmly.

"Yes, captain, we can endure." Qiqi, feeling much better after taking medication, came over as well.

"We’re not afraid; our slogan is to ’cut through thorns and brambles,’" Fu Xiaoyu added.

"We will definitely make it through."

"We will never admit defeat."

"No one can defeat us."

The 11 of them formed a circle, their team spirit blazing brightly.

Since their debut, these 11 people have faced countless storms, but they have also earned numerous accolades.

"The bread’s done, plus fried eggs and sausage," Jiang Mengqi served the meal she had made to everyone.

"Oh my god! It’s so delicious."

"I want three times as much food, I also want to eat instant noodles."

"I want to drink seaweed soup."

Jiang Mengqi was busy, boiling water for everyone.

The group’s energy seemed replenished after eating, ready to continue on their way.

This time, the production team went further and took away the camels.

The vast sea of sand was desolate, and the air was dry.

The girls looked into the distance, seeing nothing but blue sky and sand, no trees and no animals.

"Are we on Mars?" Duan Yuxin stopped to catch her breath.

"Then we’re superheroes," Jiang Mengqi laughed.

"We could be in a treasure-hunting movie; the land of underground gold is usually here," Wu Zixuan envisioned.

Yuwei chuckled, "They are great heroes, while we’re refugees."

"Next time, I’ll definitely fly here in a plane, soaring in the sky," Li Zimeng mused, gazing at the cloudless expanse.

"I want to ride a car, one of those big-wheeled desert vehicles with A/C, eating chilled watermelon," Fu Xiaoyu said.

"Ha-ha! I want to ride a sled pulled by dogs, running through the desert," Qiqi suddenly laughed.

Her words made all the girls laugh as well.

"And those dogs should have their fur shaved; otherwise, it’d be too hot," Lv Fangxin added, feeling lively again.

"I want to cut my hair short, really thin," Duan Yuxin also laughed.

"We might as well shave our heads bald!"

"Then we’d be a nun idol group!"

Ha-ha! Ha-ha!

Everyone couldn’t help but get excited at the thought of bald heads singing and dancing on stage.

In this way, they walked and encouraged one another.

When the sun set, leaving its glow, they reached the second rest point.

This time they set up the tents more smoothly without the frantic rush.

After changing out of their sand-laden clothes into dry ones, they felt much better.

Yang Ni and Qiqi were assigned to rest in the tent.

"Tonight, we’ll have claypot rice together," Jiang Mengqi declared while washing rice. "And hotpot."

"Are you using sausage for the claypot rice?" Yuwei asked.

"Yes! That will be delicious," Jiang Mengqi nodded.

Yuwei began cutting sausages, along with onions and minced garlic.

"I’ll lay out our bedding; yesterday, after eating, I just wanted to lie down. Let’s prepare earlier today."

Fu Xiaoyu and Li Zimeng went to prepare the blankets, organizing the tent floor again.

Soon, their small camp became orderly.

Lv Fangxin also prepared some potatoes and vegetables for the hotpot, along with various canned meats.

The aroma of the food wafted around, invigorating everyone who caught a whiff.

This time, everyone used disposable plates and chopsticks to avoid the hassle of washing.

"It smells amazing! This meal is so delicious."

"The meat is delicious too, now I can eat freely."

"I love this hotpot meat, it’s spicy."

"And these greens are different from our Huaxia ones!"

Lv Fangxin fed a meatball to Jiang Mengqi’s mouth and playfully showed it to Yuwei.

Meng Meixuan saw this and gave a mischievous smile.

"Qiqi, you need to eat more; your energy was drained today." Yuwei served her a plate of food.

"I want some too," Fu Xiaoyu joked.

"Alright, alright, whoever wants to eat, I’ll serve you," Yuwei started bustling around.

"Wow! Eating hotpot in the desert is a form of enjoyment too."

"Look at that, the vast Milky Way is stunning."

Several girls looked up at the sky, where countless stars were embedded like precious jewels.

Each of them was captivated by the majestic and beautiful night sky.

The sound of ancient instruments blended with songs transcending time, ringing in their ears.

These songs felt like regrets from the passage of time and messages waking up lonely lives.

The girls approached, seeing the camel riders playing music and singing by the dim campfire.

These weathered camel riders gestured invitingly for them to join.

The girls joined, clapping and singing along with them.

Drinking the brewed red tea they offered.

"Let’s perform for them too!" Yuwei shouted.

"Perform what?"

"Under such a moon, let’s perform the song ’Moon Warriors’!"

Jiang Mengqi unlocked her phone, which had no signal, and played her treasured song.

The vibrant, youthful girls were enchanting, especially in this desolate desert.

The girls played more wildly, seemingly forgetting the day’s hardships.

Youth truly was an invincible presence.