Chapter 725: Mudslide (Part 1)(1/2)
Long Qi slowly stepped back, taking in the complicated and confusing information on the highlands under the torrential rain into the live broadcast footage.
The shot starts with a close-up of Wen Huilan.
In the pouring rain, without rain gear, anyone would be a drowned rat. It was difficult to say that Long Qi had good intentions when he turned to the camera.
The problem is that at this moment, Wen Huilan was surrounded by rain and splashing water, but her whole body was only slightly damp. It seemed that the violent storm had subconsciously avoided the area where she stood, and she couldn't bear to add to it. Now the white shirt is even more revealing.
It is light and translucent, and the hair and gauze are still relatively fresh. It seems that only one layer of glitz has been washed away, making it more bright and beautiful, which is very magical.
Long Qi clicked his tongue and wanted to say something, but he held it back. Because he himself was driven by a subtle mood when he started shooting, and once he spoke, he would probably go off topic.
So he concentrated on using the lens, gradually opening it against the wind, extending towards Wen Huilan's flank, and naturally connected to the tiger's side.
Finally, he quickly pulled out the distant view, taking in these two people together with the southern slope of the highland, the clouds and rain curtains pressed down, and the cascading mountains in the distance that had only light shadows left.
If the ink was there, Long Qi would try to give an overhead shot, but now for the sake of overall coherence, it can only be shot from above, making the thick clouds and distant mountains merge into one, without boundaries, and like the dark Iron Curtain, the whole tilt
Pressed down, the only cracks are the tracks of light snakes running between the clouds.
"Kala!"
The thunder crashed over his head, making Long Qi's scalp numb, and he was actually a little scared - standing on this relatively open high ground, he seemed to be able to hear the roaring sound of electricity in his ears.
Long Qi suddenly remembered what he had said casually just now: Mr. Baifeng, it seems he should tremble a little.
If that's the case, this "shivering" is quite different.
Wait, he seems to have forgotten something...
At this time, the live broadcast room has already been flooded with various emotional barrages:
"Ah hahahaha, I finally came out. Now I have achieved great success. I am the only one in heaven and on earth!
"Long Qi, you are a son of man in vain!"
"Long Qi, I'm *********!"
"Super management, quickly ban someone's administrative rights."
"Believe me, Team Ruiwen, this is your best chance to get rid of the moth!"
In addition to these, there are many others that can quickly enter the state:
“Sister Wen Qing is so beautiful!!!!!”
"Explosive kill! Explosive kill! Explosive kill to all the new generations!"
"Ruiwen's domain, please leave others alone."
"Where is your Raven? Come out and show off!"
"Sister, please make a new debut. You can do anything, as long as I can see you woo woo woo every day..."
"What else are you talking about? I bought all my sister's items!"
Of course, there will never be a shortage of cool parties and fun-loving people:
"This pose is so awkward that you dig your toes into the ground. Have you ever seen a refreshing beauty in the pouring rain?"
"Green screen! Green screen! Fake! Fake!"
"Wherever the green-screen witch is going! Get out of the way, I'll take her away!"
Various speeches, different positions, and some just looking for fun. All these mixed together, it seems particularly absurd and joyful.
If you just look at these, the earth seems to have entered the world of comedy or fairy tales.
However, the size of the live broadcast room window is limited, and the ancient form of expression of barrage is also limited. No one will write a paper on barrage, and naturally no one expects to harvest all the world's truth from the live broadcast room.
This is self-explanatory.
The vast majority of people will speak based on the overall situation and atmosphere. Maybe, a stupid fan crying and shouting "Sister, kill me" on the barrage will suddenly make a comment in a friend group or forum, "Wen Qing is not
Mortals, right? So when will the world abandon me?” are more sincere and pessimistic statements.
The problem is that there are so many people in the live broadcast room, it is inevitable that there will be a few who do not understand the rules of the circle and express their feelings honestly:
"It's been real for almost two months, so there's no point in playing fictitious things here, right?"
"Aren't you afraid? Have you had any cramps in your calves after watching the live broadcasts for the past two days?"
“It’s scary to think about it!”
Then these people attracted ridicule from the crowd:
"The honest man in front of you, don't leave!"
"I thought there wouldn't be such a cute little brother after the clown scared away a bunch of people yesterday."
"Shh, be careful, I scared you away again."
"Don't disturb the atmosphere here. We'll meet in Ruiwen's half. The message area is pinned to the top!"
Many people have long known that the live footage shows scenes that are far away from their level of life, but are very likely to be related to them.
The former is just frustrating, while the latter is vaguely terrifying.
So what?
Isn’t it possible that at this stage, the major mainstream media maintain an even more terrifying silence. It seems that the live broadcast room is just a scam that is not worth mentioning, or a fantasy TV series that costs a lot of money and is shot in real locations.
Similar scenes have happened many times in public life. Isn’t this how it happened in the decades after the war?
Abnormalities beyond common sense, the Burners, and perhaps the "new humans" hiding around us, are separated from them by visible and invisible walls within the strict boundaries of the authority society.
Even if they pass each other on the street, as long as they don't take the initiative to break that wall, they can still wander in the established life circle.
At least that's the case most of the time.
Ordinary people must have the consciousness of ordinary people and the "cultivation" of ordinary people: from not knowing to knowing; then if you let me know, I will know; if you don't let me know, I won't know; and then I won't know either.
The realm of knowing whether I know or not...
This is the philosophy of life.
But then again, wouldn’t it be easier to be able to live a smooth and stable life without learning this philosophy?
Some bold people will take the initiative to test the boundaries;
More people will be silent but always pay attention to these tentative movements;
As for Long Qi, not to mention his true intentions, he has indeed given people the opportunity to test it - through each person in his lens and the energy behind them, especially the most critical person.
Amidst the sound of wind, rain and thunder, Long Qi, who had almost retreated to the northernmost part of the square, heard the sound of a door behind him, coming from the "interview room".
He looked back, and the first thing that caught his eye was Ronan. Behind him was Lao Yao, who was trying to maintain a cautious and steady posture.
Come out at this time...
Long Qi then understood that this sudden rainstorm helped Lao Yao end his "interview", or to be more precise, it gave him the most important question.
Lao Yao also knew that the critical moment was coming, so he spoke a little faster and kept his articulation as clear as possible: "This kind of rain always falls first on the mountains, and the water level in the upper reaches rises sharply, forming a flash flood. Even if there are just a few drops of rain below, it will not take a few minutes.
A flash flood is coming.
"But if there are no flash floods, it will be troublesome. Several hydropower stations upstream were built before the Third World War and have been completely damaged long ago. The rivers have been silted up for many years and few people have cleaned them up, often forming barrier lakes. When encountering such heavy rains,
Even with a little accumulation, mudslides will be inevitable, and people entering the mountains will have to avoid the rivers..."
Deng Chun, who came out from behind, took out a big black umbrella in a stylish manner and wanted to protect Ronan from the wind and rain, but Liu Fengming took the job politely but firmly.
He had no choice but to look for another umbrella, but as soon as he got it, this one was also taken away.
Deng Chun looked up and saw the sullen bodyguard captain, and he laughed: "Brother Gao Xin, are you in a hurry to hold an umbrella for others?"
"You have to look good." Gao Xin, the bodyguard, glanced at him and replied in a nonchalant manner, "Otherwise, I won't be able to live up to this 'high salary'."
"Just kidding, please go first, please... Hey, Mr. Long Qi, do you want an umbrella too?"
Long Qi withdrew his gaze from bodyguard Gao Xin and responded with a smile: "You have to be thoughtful, I'm sorry for bothering you."
It was too easy for Deng Chun to find a few umbrellas on his own property. In addition to supplying Long Qi with one of his own, he also asked his men to give them to Tiger, Fries and others who had been outside in the square.
Whether people can use it or not is another matter.
By the time he made the arrangements and slowly held up the umbrella, Ronan and Lao Yao were already standing on the west side of the high ground, where they could look directly at the upper reaches of the river. Wen Huilan and others had also passed by and gathered under the umbrella flowers.
At this time, at the yard pier, cargo ships of all sizes can be seen unmooring one after another, heading downstream despite the heavy rain.
Long Qili searched for cameras and shot outdoor scenes on the river. When he saw him coming, he asked casually: "What's going on, are these ships still going to the forward base in the rain?"
"Just go around to the east to avoid trouble."
Deng Chun looked inside and saw that Luo Nan and Lao Yao were looking at the map projection on the sand table and discussing the follow-up route. He stopped caring and chatted with Long Qi with a smile:
"Actually, the river bend to the east is more suitable for use as a dock in terms of safety. There is high ground in front of it, which can basically block the impact of flash floods and mudslides upstream; the waterway is wide and the flow speed is slow..."
"Then why not?"
Deng Chun didn't mind being interrupted and explained good-naturedly: "The problem is that the water there is shallow and the mud is deep. It is easy for big ships to sit on the beach, and it is inconvenient to load and unload. The only way is to take shelter there when a flash flood comes. That's it.
The number of strandings is not uncommon, but fortunately they are all small boats, so towing them is easier."
Long Qi understood: "It costs a lot to haul, right? It also saves money on dredging."
To be continued...