An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

The river bed that appeared in sight was still some distance away. Xu Qiao walked for about an hour, and the sun gradually became stronger.

As time passed, the audience in the live broadcast room felt the difference between watching live broadcast and watching documentaries.

The documentary is well-edited, and the highlights and conflicts are all concentrated together, which will naturally be more attractive.But the live broadcast is a complete survival process. Apart from the excitement, it is more boring and boring.Just like now, watching Xu Qiao walk for more than an hour, speechless all the way, panting intermittently, if it is not for the audience who have nothing to do and are bored, it is difficult to continue watching.

People went out one after another in the live broadcast room, and people came in one after another, and finally stabilized at a relatively fixed number of people.

[It's a bit boring, why doesn't brother talk]

[For documentaries, the live broadcast is just incidental, do you still expect Xu Qiao to chat with you like the host? ]

[Actually, I think it’s very good, very real, as if I’m staying with Xu Qiao to survive with him. I’m doing my own thing while playing the live broadcast, and I’ll look at it from time to time. Qiao’s fans are really satisfied]

"The sun is rising, we need to find a place to shade, and wait for the sun to pass before we continue walking." Xu Qiao wiped the sweat from his brow and pointed forward, "There is an acacia tree over there, let's go! Go and have a rest."

When you get closer, you can clearly see that the acacia tree in front of you has a solid trunk and luxuriant branches and leaves like an umbrella cover.

"In order to avoid some wild animals attacking me, it's better to climb up the tree. The branches of this kind of tree have hard thorns, so be careful." Xu Qiao said, climbing up the trunk.

He was agile, and he climbed up the tree in two or three strokes, lying on the trunk, the sun was blocked by the branches and leaves, Xu Qiao sighed comfortably.

Xiaowen and Daniel at the bottom looked at each other. Xiaowen couldn't help but asked Daniel with hand gestures if he could climb trees. Daniel shook his head and zoomed in on Xu Qiao on the branch.

The good thing is the supplementary shot of the drone controlled by the pilot.

After taking a few sips of water, Xu Qiao watched the water level drop a lot, and put the water back into the backpack: "I only brought this bottle of water, and I must find a new water source as soon as possible before I run out of water, otherwise the current It is easy to suffer from heat stroke and lack of water on the prairie."

He turned his head and looked at the dry river bed before. In that direction, he could see that the terrain was more rugged.

"In East Africa, if you are trapped on the savannah, if you can't find your way, you should go as high as possible, preferably along the riverbed."

"Firstly, you may find water sources near the riverbed, and secondly, the high terrain is close to the source of water sources, and there are more likely to be human gathering places. But also pay attention, you need water, and so do wild animals. There may be wild animals at any time when fetching water Ambush, so just have a general direction, don't get too close."

Lie down on the tree trunk to rest for a few hours, and Xu Qiao took a nap halfway through.

[Go out and eat lunch and come back, my brother is still sleeping 233]

[Even if I go to bed without talking, I can watch it all day]

[The sun seems to be getting smaller]

When the hottest time passed, Xu Qiao jumped off the tree and continued walking in the original direction.

After walking for about an hour, you can see that the color of the surrounding grass is no longer yellowish, but a little green, which means that the soil moisture content here is higher than other places.

As we got closer to the river bed, we could see that the soil on the innermost side was still wet, but there were no obvious signs of water.

Xu Qiao walked over and pressed the wet soil: "In this case, you can use ground steam to get water, just like this."

Finding a stone, Xu Qiao dug a [-]cm-deep bowl-shaped pit on the wet river bed, "Put a water-receiving container under the pit, cover the ground with a transparent plastic sheet, press the .

"Groundwater evaporates on the plastic sheet, and when it cools, it condenses and drips into the container. The advantage is that the water taken in this way is very clean, but the disadvantage is that it is very slow." He stood up, "I made a note of this place. If there is no suitable site, use this as a temporary shelter."

After brushing off the dirt from his hands, Xu Qiao walked along the river bed towards the higher ground ahead.

I came across a few cacti on the road, Xu Qiao picked them and put them in my backpack.

"When you are on the road, if you encounter resources that can be used as food, you must keep them. This is an edible cactus, and the stem meat inside can satisfy your hunger and thirst. If you can't find a water source today, you can use it to replenish water. "

The terrain becomes more and more rugged as we go forward, and there are many low hills on the upper reaches of the river bed.

When she reached the bottom of the hill, Xu Qiao stopped suddenly, and the wind that entered her ears seemed to be mixed with some other sounds.

Xu Qiao made a shush gesture and listened carefully for a while.

[what]

[what happens? ]

Seeing his appearance, the audience couldn't help holding their breath and listening.

After a while, Xu Qiao smiled, "Did you hear that, it's the banjo."

[Why didn't I hear the sound? ]

[It seems to be a little vague. ]

"This kind of piano originated in Africa and became popular in the United States. The sound of the banjo is warm and lively, but..." Xu Qiao bent his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, "The sound of this piano is very gentle."

The banjo is a traditional western plucked string instrument. Xu Qiao is familiar with this kind of piano because the banjo is also a musical instrument that uses leather to resonate, which is very similar to the sanxian.

"There seems to be the sound of horses coming from the other side of the slope. There may be gathering places, indigenous tribes or tourists. Go and have a look, be careful." Xu Qiao climbed up the slopes one by one. Wen and Daniel followed.

As it got closer, the clear and grainy piano sound became more and more obvious, along with the sound of horseshoes kicking.

After turning over the last slope, Xu Qiao supported herself with both hands, sat on the top of the slope and looked down.

Ahead was a small lake, sparkling in the sunlight from above the equator.Sitting by the lake was a man wearing a straw hat with his back facing him, playing a round banjo in his hand.

A clod of dirt rolled down from Xu Qiao's feet, and it happened to roll onto the man playing the piano and played it lightly.

The man stopped plucking the strings, turned around, and was taken aback when he saw Xu Qiao.

The young man sitting on a high hillside has a cold oriental face with white skin, and his clothes and pants are covered with mud.

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up unconsciously, and his dark pupils looked down like this, as clean and clear as a lake where flamingos were playing in front of him.

Just as the man was about to say something, two people holding cameras appeared behind the young man on the slope.

Xiaowen and Daniel were slower, climbing up the hill after Xu Qiao, and the camera turned right away.

The audience in the live broadcast room were stunned when they saw this scene in the camera.

I saw a lake under the hill. Because of the dry season, the water level became very shallow, exposing a large dry and cracked riverbed.On the surface of the lake, there are dozens of pink flamingos bathing gracefully, and a reined horse is drinking water by the lake.

And by the lake, sat a Western man with deep silhouette.

He looked to be 30 years old, wearing a straw hat, holding a banjo in his arms, saw several people take off their hats and smiled, the smiles were appropriate and gentle.

[Fuck]

[So handsome! ! ]

[Quickly tell me this is not a handsome match arranged by the column team! ]

Seeing the person appearing suddenly, Xiaowen and Daniel quickly reacted and turned the camera away to look at other places.

Before getting permission, they will not shoot others at will, let alone live broadcast now.

[Ah, ah, lens, lens! ! ]

[I haven't seen the face yet!Do you want to move so fast]

[Wake up instantly, pull my sister to watch the live broadcast]

The slope here is a bit steep. Seeing that Xu Qiao wanted to come down, the man put the banjo on the grass next to him, walked over to him and stretched out a wide palm with well-defined bones, and said in English: "Chretien Fleur Landers."

Xu Qiao went downhill, her body moved forward due to inertia, and with the help of Chretien's palm, she stabilized her body.

"Hello, Xu Qiao." Xu Qiao smiled politely at him, withdrew her hand and turned to help Xiao Wen and Daniel walk down the hill.

Daniel looked at Chretien's western face, and suddenly became a little more friendly.

Due to the lack of communication with him during the shooting, Daniel just pointed to his camera and asked, "We are here to shoot a documentary in Serengeti, would you like to be in the camera?"

Chretien didn't answer immediately, but glanced at Xu Qiao before nodding with a gentle smile.

During the exchange, I learned that Chretien is a Frenchman and a folklorist. He came to the Serengeti prairie to study the folk culture of the indigenous tribes here.He has lived among the indigenous tribes of the Serengeti for more than a year.

After Chretien took off the straw hat, his hair was a little disheveled by the wind, but he was still handsome.

Looking at his facial features, he has deep eyebrows, a straight nose with a little hook, flat and thin lips, and a prominent temperament.

According to the barrage that was quickly swiping the screen at this time, this is a handsome guy who can be seen as an intellectual, and he also has a romantic temperament unique to French men.

They chatted for a while, and after learning about Xu Qiao's recording this time, Chretien looked at the off-road vehicles that followed not far away: "My tribe is not far away, I would like to invite you to Be a guest."

Worried about the discrepancy with the shooting theme, Xu Qiao asked Gong Sheng's opinion.

Gong Sheng smiled and said no problem, encountering the indigenous tribe itself is also a possible thing in the survival link.

After receiving an affirmative reply, Chretien took off the horse's reins and held it in his hand, took the banjo and hung it on the horse, and finally put the shotgun for self-defense on his back.

Xu Qiao looked at his back. This man exudes an air of old-fashioned French aristocrats. Even his back looks elegant and dignified, which is somewhat incompatible with the wild and mysterious African prairie.

Chretien patted the horse's head lightly, turned over and stepped on the horse's back with long legs.

Pulling the rein and taking two steps back and forth, he drove the horse up to Xu Qiao, and stretched out his palm.

Xu Qiao froze for a moment.

[Ahhh, why are you staring blankly! ]

[Get on the horse quickly, let's ride happily together! ]

Xiaowen looked at the two and sighed in his heart: French men are really friendly and enthusiastic.

But why did you only invite Xu Qiao?Xiaowen was full of doubts.

On the other side, in the already dark capital city, Xu Siyi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, saw this scene on the computer screen at a glance, and paused for wiping his hair.