The weather in Canyon National Park in late March was much better than when he came last time. When Ryan arrived at Horseshoe Canyon, Natalie and the crew had been here for more than half a month. They not only rented a helicopter and shot a lot of scenic shots, but also recruited several experts in extreme sports such as mountain off-road vehicles and rock climbing, and completed some scenes such as rock climbing and mountain biking that Ryan could not do personally. {

In other words, most of the most difficult shots have been shot.

"Hi Nat."

"You're finally here."

After getting out of the car, Ryan found Natalie behind the monitor.

The girl in Long Island had a brown curly hair tied into a ponytail, with a baseball cap on it, and was wearing a simple and capable blue denim outfit. Although the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose covered half of her face, she could still see a little fatigue.

"You have a rest first." Natalie looked at Ryan, her eyes turned back to the monitor, "I don't have any scenes today."

Nodding, Ryan walked to Natalie's assistant, Anna, took out the thermos, poured a cup of coffee, and walked back.

"Thanks!"

Looking at the coffee handed to him, Natalie took it and stuffed a hat to Ryan, "It's windy here, please pay attention."

The Canyon National Park is sunny, looking into the distance, the blue sky and the brown-red earth are clearly separated, and it is a completely charming scenery, but it is not very good. The wind here is a bit strong, which often brings trouble to the crew's outdoor shooting.

“It’s much better now.”

During the break, Natalie said to Ryan, who was sitting beside him, "Last week, there was a strong wind of seventh level here. The crew's two small shades and three bundles of hiking ropes were blown to where they were blown."

"As long as you're not blown away." Ryan pinched her obviously pointed chin.

"If it was blown away by the wind," Natalie picked up his hand and threw it back, "There would be no more troubles."

"Is something happening?"

Listening to what Natalie said, it seems that she was in trouble.

"Busy work, a little stressful." Natalie obviously didn't want to talk about these things, so she changed the topic, "How is Scar's handling of things?"

"It's basically done." Ryan told Natalie about the general story.

After chatting for a few minutes, the crew started filming again. Ryan sat next to him, just watching Natalie quietly adjust the crew and no longer express any comments.

A professional mountain off-road bike player rode his bicycle in front of the slide rails laid by the crew. After the assistant director called for the start, he staged a good show of pivoting on the rugged rocky road. Finally, he rushed down a rock and fell heavily on the thick mat.

"It's over." Natalie made an ok gesture to the front, "Shot No. 78 is taken below."

In the afternoon, almost all the shots of Allen Ruston riding a mountain off-road vehicle were taken. Two specially hired professional athletes took turns to play. Although there was a tire blowout in the middle of one of the cars, when dusk arrived, Natalie announced that all the scenes were completed.

Because the situation in the canyon night became more complicated and the trailer could not be driven in, the crew finished work and took more than a dozen off-road vehicles to return to the nearest town of Albens. Natalie and the others booked a whole small motel there.

"I miss you, Ryan."

After getting into the car, Natalie raised the baffle, took off her sunglasses and hat and hugged him. Ryan gave her a wet kiss, and when the four lips were pulling the silver thread apart, she said, "Dear, you have been in the canyon for too long, your mouth is full of soil."

"You don't like it?"

Natalie widened her eyes, took the initiative to come over, and kissed Ryan again. The two of them kissed each other and stroked each other's bodies. If it weren't for the wrong environment, they would have pulled off each other's clothes long ago.

Of course, after arriving at the motel, the two of them took their supper back to their room. When they sat together and enjoyed dinner, it was more than an hour later.

After taking a shower, the two sat at the only table in the room, enjoying the reheated beef stewed with potatoes.

"You should strengthen your nutrition, Nat."

Seeing that Natalie had just put down the spoon after eating not much, Ryan couldn't help but remind, "You have lost a lot of weight during this period, so you need to pay attention."

"I think it's pretty good now." Natalie picked up the silver pot and filled the coffee with the empty cups they had. "Don't you think I'm in the right shape now?"

"You should increase your weight to a hundred pounds." Ryan raised his right hand and deliberately made a kneading gesture. "I almost couldn't feel your chest just now."

"Ryan!" Natalie couldn't help but darken her face and grind her teeth, "I won't talk to you within ten seconds from now."

"Hey, Nat." Ryan ate the last piece of beef on the plate and picked up the coffee cup, "Is this too cruel?"

"Ten, nine, eight..." Natalie did not accept his words and counted down seriously, "Three, two, one!"

"Time is up!" Natalie glared at him at last and walked to the big bed, "I'm going to bed, and I'll get up early to shoot tomorrow."

The next day, the sun had just climbed up the horizon, and the crew had already set up the location outside the Blue John Canyon, and three cameras were set up on the slide. After Natalie gave the order, she immediately tried to shoot some scenic scenes.

"Are you ready, Ryan?" Natalie looked over.

Ryan was wearing a standard outdoor sports outfit, tidying up the headphone cable while giving Natalie a thumbs up.

Most of the scenes filmed here are not difficult, they are nothing more than some scenes of him marching in the canyon. After he put on his headphones, Natalie called to start.

In the triangle area surrounded by three huge rocks, Ryan wore headphones and moved with the camera in front, maintaining high enough interest, strides forward, and occasionally seeing his reflection from the camera lens.

Just to his left and right, there are also cameras shooting in the long view.

Following the camera, Ryan walked to the narrow entrance to the Blue John Canyon. It was here that Allen Ruston encountered an accident. The well-prepared hiker forgot to bring his most deadly mobile phone and finally had to keep surviving.

After Allen Ruston was rescued, the park manager found his broken arm here and returned it to him. After Allen cremated the broken arm, he sprinkled the ashes in Blue John Canyon.

The scenes about the Blue John Canyon have been completed in the studio. Ryan was not interested in going in for an adventure. After filming here for a while, the crew, accompanied by the park manager, took a long way to the rock wall they had been to. This is the place where Alan Ruston's rope descended to survive.

Someone from the prop group had been here long ago. When Ryan and others were hiking, they were setting up the smelly little puddle that Allen Ruston had mentioned.

A large piece of thin silicone with the same color as the ground pounced on the low-lying area. Several staff members of the crew opened the large water bottle they carried with them and poured the turbid liquid on it. Some people added realistic corpses of insects and small animals to the water. From the outside alone, this puddle was really scary.

Ryan sat aside, allowing the makeup artist to dress himself up as a disabled person who had just broken his arms. His face and lips were the key points of care for the makeup artist. Not only should he be consistent with the situation in the studio, but he should also fully demonstrate his severe lack of water in the close-up.

“This is beeswax.”

The female makeup artist named Nancy reminded Ryan, “Don’t lick with your tongue.”

"Don't worry." Ryan nodded slightly.

After a full forty minutes, the makeup work was completed. Ryan walked to the puddle, looked at the disgusting color, and asked the person next to him, "What's inside?"

“Mainly practical pigments and syrup.”

The answer to him was Natalie who came over from the other side. After the others left the place in a tacit understanding, she said to Ryan, "Dear, it's better to pass it once, otherwise we can only stay here today."

"No problem." Ryan leaned closer and said in a low voice. "Don't forget, we practiced many times last night."

During some activities last night, he used Natalie's chest as a puddle, and then pounced on it several times in a hungry way.

"We will sleep in separate rooms tonight!" Natalie glared at him and walked back.

"Scene 78, Act 16." The voice of the assistant director came over, "Start now!"

Walking quickly to the puddle, Ryan knelt in front, like a traveler about to die of thirst in the desert, plunged into the puddle, like a surviving animal, drinking the dirty but life-saving water desperately.

He used the only left hand to flirt with water into his mouth. After drinking several sips, he remembered that he had a water cup. He took it out of the travel bag behind him and poured it into his mouth, face and body. The desire for survival overwhelmed everything at this time. These dirty water was the hope of life.

Even though he was burping, he was still drinking until his whole body became a thriller.

Once again, he filled the water bottle, threw away all the burden, and carried only life-saving water, hanging the arm that was cut off by himself. He stood up without hesitation, staggered onto the journey, embarked on the road of self-salvation.

"cut!" Natalie's crisp voice sounded, "It's past!"

While moving, Ryan fell to the ground again. After retching twice, he vomited a large mouthful of water. Although he consciously controlled the swallowing movement just now, he still drank too much, and the burp was not pretended.

"O God!"

Throwing the camera to the assistant, Natalie rushed over immediately, hugged Ryan's back, and asked anxiously, "Ryan! Ryan!"
Chapter completed!