Ruan Tingyi ran to Tianmiao's side: "Sister Tianmiao, what are you looking at?" Just as she finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, sending Ruan Tingyi's hair flying wildly, covering her face.
"Why is the wind so strong?" Ruan Tingyi tidied her hair and said in confusion.
"Typhoon." Tianmiao squinted slightly.
"Huh?" Ruan Tingyi blinked, "What?"
At the same time.
"Typhoon? About to make landfall? Don't joke around. We checked the weather forecast before we came, confirmed it was okay, and then came to this island." The director widened his eyes, looking at his panicked assistant incredulously.
