Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 105 105. The live broadcast begins

   The most urgent thing is to think about what to shoot.

  Song Tan thought and thought, looked for a few angles, and finally found that there were still things like fields, and there was nothing to shoot, so let's live broadcast the scene in front of him.

   After all, beauty is still beautiful.

  A pastoral patchwork with mountain and forest features.

  Above the large expanse of purple vetch intertwined with pink, purple and green, chickens and ducklings are shuttling in the field, chirping and quacking.

  The old scalper ruminated slowly, and let out a leisurely "moo—" from time to time

  As for herself, she was wearing the gown that Ulan dug out from the closet, a pair of green rubber shoes on her feet, and a decent straw hat on her head...

   What can I say? Hurry up and get to work.

  Starting tonight, there will be no milk vetch in the field.

   And at the moment she didn't know.

   Coincidentally.

  The live broadcast platform has just finished a meeting

   There was nothing to talk about at this meeting. Nowadays, live broadcasts are prevalent, and all major companies are thinking about how to create more innovative content, and then attract more users. Users are money.

   Of course, this time there is also a key point, that is, the country supports agriculture, rural areas and rural areas and promotes rural revitalization. The daily word-of-mouth of their live broadcast platform is not good, so we must pay special attention to this aspect and keep up with the pace of the country.

  “…The most recent recommended resources can be appropriately tilted towards rural life, pastoral plants, and popular science in the humanities.”

  The person in charge makes a decision at the top, and the operation at the bottom is thinking: there are many rural videos of farming and farming, but the representative one...

  Forget it, as capital, they are not qualified to say anything about capital.

   Let’s operate the content of this stage first.

  Nowadays, there are many pastoral bloggers. It is the good time around Qingming. There are girls picking tea in the mountains, grandmothers digging wild vegetables with a basket, and farmers who are working hard in the fields... There are all kinds of scenery, and there are all kinds of scenery.

   Among them, the angle is so far that even the human face can’t be seen clearly, only the cluster of pink and purple flowers fluttering with the wind in front of the camera, and the video of the chubby bees on the flowers are even more inconspicuous.

  Until that fat bear bent the flower again, and the buttocks couldn't get in, finally!

   It gets the first viewer.

   "What kind of live broadcast is this? The name is too perfunctory, so it's called mowing the grass?"

   From this angle, the mobile phone seems to be placed in the corner of the field ridge, taking pictures of the distant scene at a glance.

   It’s fine if the angle is sloppy.

   No one has spoken yet, there is no soundtrack, and there is no eye-catching content.

  There is only a vetch plant in front of me, on which there is an unknown species of bee, which is extremely big, round and fat. The yellow and black striped furry buttocks dangled and dangled, taking up half of the shot.

  The other half of the shot is occupied by a blue sky, more lush vetch flower fields, and an old cow lying leisurely in the field.

   This sight...seems pretty boring.

  But for some reason, the audience who came in became more and more curious when they watched the bumblebee persevere and then chose a thicker flower, and wanted to stick its head in—

   "Can bees really eat so fat?"

   Until this time, another audience member walked into the live broadcast room, and was shocked by the fat **** covered in pollen, and then couldn't help sending out a barrage:

   "Damn! This bee is magical, I've been staring at its **** for a long time."

Hey!

  The audience who came in first couldn't help but follow up.

  With the discussion, the popularity seemed to gradually increase. After a while, hundreds of people squeezed into the entire live broadcast room one after another.

   Judging from today's traffic, this data is not too much, but for newcomers, it is really not too little.

  Backstage operations took a second look, and found that there was still no protagonist in this live broadcast, but the response seemed to be good, so they put it into the traffic pool with more preferred users...

   Zhao Lei is such an ordinary user.

   After registering as a member, I will take a look at it when I am fishing at work. I don’t pick any content, as long as I am interested, I will read it when I swipe it.

  Recently, I watched a video of a blockbuster shooting in rural scenery. Today, when I browsed the homepage, it was either the photography skills or the rural scenery.

   Among them, the zi vetch that occupies half of the screen and the extremely fat bee are particularly eye-catching.

  Zhao Lei doesn't like insects, including bees.

  Anyone who has been stung by this thing as a child will probably not like it.

   But... But that is to say, no one has ever seen such a fat bee, right? And it seems that it is not small, the whole purple vetch can't bear it, and the little wings are plopping, not to mention how pitiful it is.

   Still cute.

  The hearts of the elders seemed to have been brushed by the fluff, trembling at the moment, subconsciously reached out and clicked in.

   Yes, after the screen is enlarged, it is still the same scene as before.

   Be quiet. The slight sound of the wind, the rustling of grass blades, and the indomitable tossing of this fat bee...

   It wasn't much to look at, but for some reason, he couldn't back out after taking a second look!

   On the contrary, my mind became more peaceful.

   And at this moment, there seemed to be a sound slowly coming from a distance, like the soles of shoes rubbing against the blades of grass.

  Subsequently, Zi Yunying in front of the camera made a slight movement of falling down, an old-fashioned bamboo basket passed in front of the camera, and then appeared carrying a bamboo basket. an old man.

  He was wearing a black cloth gown, the style was very old, and the clothes were very old, which seemed to be the style of decades ago. A pair of old-fashioned camouflage shoes on the feet have a little dirt on them, and they look very old.

  The other party seemed to be unaware that it was live broadcasting. Now, following the direction of the camera, he picked up the basket and walked forward to the edge of the other side before putting it down.

   Then he also squatted down with his head buried, and directly started to pick up the purple vetch in this field.

  Zhao Lei couldn't help but move his butt—this is the video, it's really muted, isn't it?

   Didn't even say a word.

  But this old man's movements are really nimble, he looks like a good hand at work.

  The left and right hands are constantly moving, and the zi vetch in the basket in front of them is one after another!

  Zhao Lei finally came to his senses: "What are you talking about?"

   Haven’t waited for the answer yet, only to hear a young man’s call faintly from a distance: "Sister! Sister—"

  The speaker has a dialect accent, but it is not difficult to understand and is very close to Mandarin. The voice sounds very youthful, but the tone is very immature.

   Not long after, the footsteps were on the grass, getting closer again.

  Until the simple cloth shoes stopped in front of the phone, and then a white palm stretched out, lightly dragging the pollen-stained, fat bee's buttocks.

   "Big Bear, so you are here!"

   Ah, I'm so sleepy, I finished writing the rest and haven't fixed it yet... Let's fix it tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, for sure!

  (end of this chapter)