Shi Mei was abruptly woken up in the middle of the night by a noisy and familiar sound.
The sound of "whooshing" was particularly jarring in the quiet night of the mountain village.
It was the sound of a helicopter's propellers.
There indeed was a clearing near the village that could accommodate a helicopter, used by villagers to dry crops,
but why would a helicopter land nearby in the middle of the night?
Shi Mei perked up her ears and heard a few speculative whispers but nothing else unusual.
Overwhelmed by waves of sleepiness, Shi Mei was too lazy to care about what was happening around her and fell back asleep with her eyes closed.
The next day, everyone needed to start packing and relocate.
Shi Mei got up early, packed her things, and slung her guitar and other belongings over her shoulder.
Stepping outside, she noticed that the contestants, who had been eager to appear in front of cameras the past few days, were nowhere to be seen.
