Chapter 105 105. The live broadcast begins
The most urgent thing is to think about something to shoot.
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 just broadcast the scene in front of him live.
After all, beauty is still beautiful.
A patchwork countryside with mountain and forest characteristics.
Above the vast swaths of pink, purple and green milkvetch, chickens and ducks were scuttling in the fields, chirping and quacking.
The old scalper below was ruminating slowly, and from time to time he let out a leisurely "moo——"
And she herself was wearing a coat that Ulan took out from the closet, and her feet were It's a pair of green rubber shoes, with a decent-looking straw hat on top of its head...
What can you say? Get to work.
Starting tonight, there will be no milkvetch in the ground.
And at a moment she didn't know.
What a coincidence.
The live broadcast platform has just finished a meeting
There is not much to talk about in this meeting. Live broadcast is popular nowadays, 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 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 good, so we must pay special attention to this aspect. Keep up with the pace of the country.
"...the latest recommended resources can be appropriately tilted towards rural life, pastoral plants, humanities science popularization, etc."
The person in charge makes a decision at the top, and the operations at the bottom are thinking: Farming in rural areas There are many wild videos, but the representative one...
Forget it, as capital, they are not qualified to say anything about capital.
Let’s manage this stage of content first.
There are many pastoral bloggers nowadays. It is the good time around Qingming. Girls picking tea in the mountains, grandmas carrying baskets digging wild vegetables, and farmers working hard in the fields... all kinds of things, what? There are scenery.
Among them, one angle is so far away that even the human face cannot be seen clearly. All you can see is the cluster of pink-purple flowers trembling in the wind in front of the camera, and the video of the chubby bees on the flowers, which becomes even more inconspicuous.
Until the fat bear peaked 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?”
From this angle, the mobile phone seems to be placed in the corner of the field, and the distance is far away. The scene was captured at a glance.
Forget about the sloppy angle.
No one speaks yet, there is no music, and there is no eye-catching content.
There was only a milkvetch in front of me, with an unknown species of bee on it. It was extremely big, round and fat. The yellow and black striped furry ass 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 audience who came in became more and more curious when they saw the bumblebee perseveringly choosing a thicker flower and trying to stick its head into it——
“Bees can really do that. Are you so fat?”
At this moment, another viewer walked into the live broadcast room. He was shocked by the fat butt covered with pollen, and then couldn’t help but send out a barrage:< br>
“Damn it! This bee is magical, I’ve been staring at its butt for a long time.”
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 Just such an ordinary user.
I signed up as a member and took a quick look at it when I was fishing at work. I didn’t choose any content, but just read what I found interesting.
Recently I watched a video of a blockbuster shot of a pastoral scene. When I scrolled through the homepage today, it was either about photography skills or pastoral scenery.
Among them, the vetch taking up half of the screen and the fat bee are particularly eye-catching.
Zhao Lei does not 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 to be quite small. The whole purple milkvetch cannot carry it. The little wings are fluttering, not to mention how pitiful it is.
Very cute.
The old man's heart seemed to have been brushed by the fluff. It was trembling now, and he subconsciously reached out and touched it.
Well, after the screen is enlarged, the scene is still the same as before.
Quiet and quiet. 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 became more and more peaceful.
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.
Then, Ziyun Ying in front of the camera made a slight lodging movement, and 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 jacket, a very old style, and the clothes were very old, and seemed to be 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 didn't seem to know that the live broadcast was going on. He followed the direction of the camera and walked forward with the basket to the edge on the other side before putting it down.
Then he squatted down and began to pick up the milkvetch in the field.
Zhao Lei couldn't help but move his butt - 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 kept moving, and the milkvetch in the basket in front of me was one after another!
Only then did Zhao Lei react: "What are you doing with this thing?"
Before he could get the answer, he 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 phone, and then a white palm stretched out and gently dragged the fat bee's butt covered with pollen.
"Big Bear, so you are here!"
Ah, I am so sleepy. I have finished writing the rest and haven't finished it yet... I'll finish it tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, definitely!
(End of this chapter)