Chapter 105 105. Live broadcast begins
The most urgent thing is to think of something to take pictures of.
Song Tan thought about it again and again, looking for several angles, and finally found that there was nothing to take pictures of such things as fields, so he decided to live broadcast the scene in front of him.
After all, beauty is still beautiful.
A patchwork countryside with mountain and forest characteristics.
?
The old ox below chewed its cud slowly and let out a leisurely "moo-" from time to time.
And she herself was wearing a gown that Ulan dug out from the closet, a pair of green rubber shoes on her feet, and a decent-looking straw hat on her head...
What can you say? Get to work.
Starting tonight, there will be no milkvetch in the ground.
At a time when she didn't know.
What a coincidence.
The live broadcast platform also just finished a meeting.
There is not much to talk about in this meeting. Live broadcasting is prevalent nowadays, and all major companies are thinking about how to create more innovative content and attract more users. Users are money.
Of course, this time there is also an important point, that is, the country now supports agriculture, rural areas and farmers and promotes rural revitalization. The daily reputation of their live broadcast platform is not very 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 focused on rural life, pastoral plants, popular science in the humanities, etc.”
The person in charge makes a decision at the top, and the operations below are thinking: There are many rural videos of farming, but the representative one...
Forget it, as capital, they are not qualified to say anything about capital.
Let’s operate this stage of content first.
There are many pastoral bloggers nowadays. It is a good time around the Qingming Festival. Girls picking tea in the mountains, grandmas carrying baskets digging wild vegetables, and farmers working hard in the fields...all kinds of colors and scenery.
Among them, an angle is so far away that even the human face cannot be seen clearly. All that can be seen is the cluster of pink and purple flowers trembling in the wind in front of the camera, and the video of the plump bees on the flowers, which becomes even more inconspicuous.
Until the fat bear peak pulled and bent the flower again, and its buttocks arched back and forth but could not get in, finally!
It attracted its first audience.
"What kind of live broadcast is this? The name is too perfunctory. Is it just called grass cutting?"
At this angle, the mobile phone seems to be placed in the corner of the field, taking pictures of the distant scene at a glance.
Forget it if the angle is illegible.
No one spoke yet, there was no soundtrack, and there was no eye-catching content.
There was only a milkvetch in front of me, with an unknown species of bee on it. It was extremely large, round and fat. The yellow and black striped furry **** swayed and swayed, taking up half of the shot.
The other half of the shot is occupied by a blue sky, a lusher field of milkvetch flowers, and an old cow lying leisurely in the field.
This scene...seems quite boring.
But for some reason, the spectators who came in became more and more curious as they watched the bumblebee perseveringly choose a thicker flower and wanted to stick its head into it——
“Can bees really eat so fat?”
Until then, another audience member walked into the live broadcast room. He was shocked at first by the fat **** covered with pollen, and then he couldn't help but send out a barrage:
Hey!
The first audience member to come in couldn't help but follow suit. With the discussion, the popularity seemed to gradually increase, and before long, hundreds of people crowded into the entire live broadcast room.
Judging from today's traffic, this data is not too much, but for newcomers, it is really not too little.
The background operation took a second look and found that this live broadcast still had no protagonist, but the response seemed to be good, so they put it into a traffic pool with more preferred users...
Zhao Lei is such an ordinary user.
After registering as a member, I’ll take a quick look at it when I’m fishing at work. I don’t choose any content. As long as I’m interested in it, I’ll read it.
I recently watched a video of a pastoral scene shooting a blockbuster. When I scrolled through the homepage today, it was either the photography skills or the pastoral scenery.
Among them, the milkvetch taking up half of the screen and the fat bee are particularly noticeable.
Zhao Lei does not like insects, including bees.
Anyone who was stung by this thing as a child would probably not like it.
But...but that is to say, no one has ever seen such a fat bee, right? And it seems to be quite small. The whole purple milkvetch cannot carry it. The little wings are fluttering, not to mention how pitiful it is.
It’s also very cute.
The old man's heart seemed to have been brushed by the fluff, and it was trembling now. He subconsciously reached out and touched it.
Well, after the screen is enlarged, the scene is still the same as before.
Quietly. The slight sound of wind, the rustle of grass blades, and the indomitable tossing of this fat bee...
There was nothing interesting to see at first, but for some reason, he couldn't get out even after looking at it twice!
On the contrary, my mind becomes calmer.
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, the person in front of the camera made a slight motion of falling down. An old-fashioned bamboo basket passed in front of the camera, and then the person carrying the bamboo basket appeared again. An old man.
He was wearing a black cloth gown, which was of a very old style, and the clothes were very old, as if they were from decades ago. A pair of old-fashioned camouflage shoes on his feet were stained with a little mud, and they looked particularly dated.
The other party seemed not to know that the live broadcast was going on. At this moment, he followed the direction of the camera, carrying the basket and walked forward to the edge on the other side before putting it down.
Then he squatted down and began to pull up the milkvetch in the field.
Zhao Lei couldn't help but move his **** - this is the video, it's really muted, right?
Not even a word.
But this old man is so nimble in his movements, and he looks like he is a good worker at first sight.
The left and right hands are constantly moving, and the milkvetch in the basket in front of me is one after another!
Zhao Lei then realized: "What are you talking about?"
Before I could get the answer, I heard a faint cry from a young man in the 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 boyish, but the tone is very childish.
Not long after, the footsteps pressed against the grass, getting closer and closer again.
Until the simple cloth shoes stopped in front of the mobile phone, then a white palm stretched out and gently dragged the fat bee's **** covered with pollen.
“Big Bear, so you are here!”
Ah, I’m so sleepy. I’ve finished writing the rest but haven’t finished it yet... I’ll finish it tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, definitely!
(End of this chapter)