Long Qi quickly stepped aside and fell out of the camera range. But soon, the "polite" greetings between him and Ertu appeared in the ambient sound:
"I still need to trouble you to make a trip, Mr. Long Qi."
"I'm so glad... In addition, I finally have the opportunity to cooperate again, Mr. Intelligence Officer. By the way, since last year's College Students' Day, I have never met a party A who is as happy to pay as your company."
"Excellent. Mr. Long Qi's professionalism also left a deep impression on us."
"Then if you have business, please take more care of it."
"I thought this was just a part-time job for Mr. Long Qi."
"The industry is changing too fast, the competition is fierce, and there are serious involutions. If you can't keep up, you will be like me. You can only get a job and queue up, and you are on the verge of being eliminated...you know."
"Ah, that's a surprise."
Just as Ertu seemed to be expressing compliments, sympathy and gloating at the same time, the three of them came to the sidecar motorcycle under the stairs.
At this time, Long Qi took two steps, came into the frame again, and walked around to the other side of the sidecar motorcycle: "Sorry, I came in time today, so I just grabbed 'Xiao San'er' and came over. The riding experience may be quite special...
Miss Raven should have never sat on this thing."
There were many sensitive people in the live broadcast room, and Long Qi's somewhat frivolous and casual expressions gave them a great stimulation. So many people forgot their previous doubts...or expressed their dissatisfaction accumulated by doubts one after another.
:
"Wait a minute, is this teasing?"
"Don't get in the sidecar!"
"Yeah!"
"No, you can't do this!"
"Starting in three years, castrated in the middle, capped by death, protecting the underage Miss Ruiwen."
"If I had known better, I would have brought my family's scooter with me!"
"Miss Ruiwen, think again, this old man with long hair is not trustworthy at first glance!"
"Asshole, don't the show crew know how to send a driver? Miss Ruiwen, don't fall for it!"
Rui Wen, who could sit in the reception room for four hours without even saying a word to the fans in the live broadcast room, naturally did not respond.
The next moment, she had already boarded the sidecar - to be honest, this was not the movement that a lady should have or the position where she should sit. Although it was from a first-person perspective, and although there was a pedal to lend strength, due to the relatively small range,
Big movements, during the live painting, you can clearly see her knees and calves.
Well, Ruiwen should also be here wearing her school uniform today.
"Move, let's move!"
"So light, so white..."
These LSPs are really fed up. They were beating their chests and beating their chests just now, and the sky was falling, and now they are so virtuous - it's obviously a subjective perspective, isn't it just looking at the knees and calves!
Well, Zhong Man admitted that the more restrictive the perspective, the more light and dynamic it can be reflected, it feels really moving.
In addition, she suddenly realized what the stubborn "filter" entry on the word cloud map was about.
Even on the knees, one of the body parts most prone to dead skin and pigmentation, I just took a quick look and found no eye-catching details. Only the natural physiological curvature brought about by the bone and muscle structure, and the whiteness.
The clean calves together form the beauty of pure, clean and powerful lines.
If it were a filter, how much computing power would be burned to reflect such exquisite details?
Wait, if I keep thinking like this, I will become an LSP too!
In any case, Ruiwen did indeed get on the sidecar of Long Qi, a three-wheeled motorcycle. Her gaze, represented by the live broadcast footage, was curiously and orderly passing over the various details of the retro motorcycle.
Not long after, Ink flapped its wings and landed on the front of the sidecar, seemingly very satisfied with its new habitat.
Ertu was making his last ceremonial efforts beside him: "I'm really sorry for the poor reception today..."
Long Qi smiled and got on the motorcycle, put on his helmet, and then turned back to Ertu: "Mr. Intelligence Officer, nothing else matters. Only the furnishings in your reception room need to be enriched."
The fuel engine roared loudly, and the increased wind pressure caused by the sudden start disturbed the ink, and it flapped its wings again with a roar, but then showed amazing agility, maintaining an almost synchronous speed, cruising side by side.
It was also at this moment that the cheers in the live broadcast room were shaking:
"Although it is over, this is the real beginning..."
"I finally got out of my bad breath!"
"Sure enough, Brother Long Qi has been paying attention!"
“My boyfriend is full of energy!”
"I'm obsessed with them! I'm obsessed with this couple!"
"Don't wait until later, start the journey of love now!"
Zhong Man was still smiling before, but when he saw the increasingly unsightly trend in the live broadcast room, his eyebrows stood up.
It can be seen that in this short period of time, a group of creatures called "CP fans" have been transformed among Ruiwen's fans, and some may be planning to climb the wall...
Young people like Zhong Man, who have read all the world, and the dirty senior station ladies behind them, are still in the minority after all. More live broadcast viewers, especially female fans, really only eat Long Qi.
Obviously today's live broadcast is coming to an end, but the live broadcast room seems to be more lively. Although the activation of Ruiwen's camera is the most critical factor, it is not fair to completely exclude the role of Long Qi.
If Ruiwen can form a more effective interaction with Long Qi now, the effect of the show will definitely explode - it will explode!
Zhong Man, who is somewhat fan-oriented, is really not happy with this trend.
No matter how noisy the live broadcast room is, no matter what the fans and the audience's expectations are, the physical distance between Long Qi and Ruiwen is only half an arm's length on the sidecar motorcycle that is speeding out of the square in front of the security gate.
, driving out of the outer corner of the three-gate security area, Long Qi's body naturally tilted, which had obviously oppressed Ruiwen's field of vision.
These small details, in the eyes of CP fans, can almost make them spiral into the sky on the spot.
But this was not the end yet. During the gallop, Long Qi suddenly stretched out his hand again, crossed his right arm across the top of Ruiwen's head, fumbled in the storage box at the back, and when he lifted it up again, he pointed it towards Ruiwen's forward sight.
A motorcycle helmet was stuffed inside.
The helmet is made of matte material, which is low-key and high-quality.
"The wind and sand here are quite strong today... Of course, the most important thing is that we must drive safely and civilly. Bring it with you. It has a communicator inside, so it won't affect your chat."
Zhong Man almost shouted back: Who wants to chat with you!
But perhaps because of the serious dust there, Ruiwen unexpectedly cooperated and took over silently. Then, the live broadcast screen went dark for a short time. When it lit up again, the field of view had been reduced and restricted, but the outside world was roaring.
The wind noise also weakened significantly.
On the contrary, it was Long Qi's voice that became clearer: "Oh, it looks like the live broadcast has been affected a bit."
Sure enough, this guy has been paying attention to the live broadcast room.
Many viewers have deepened their understanding of "one of their own", and those CP fans also took notice:
"This guy is so understanding!"
“How considerate!”
"Being irritating and caring will cut the anger value in half for four hours at once. If you accept this intention, half of it will disappear."
"Is it okay to borrow a helmet? How about I give you a pot helmet?"
"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up..."
The live broadcast room was in chaos, but Long Qi’s voice was stable:
"Actually, I have been paying attention to that short video since you posted it last Thursday. I have also been guessing where Mr. Ronan's direction will be. But I never thought that anyone would be named to participate."
It's an honor'...Well, as a viewer and a new participant, can I make a suggestion?"
Ruiwen didn't respond, so Long Qi just acquiesced:
"I suggest that during the next time we work together, we can switch more live broadcast perspectives to increase the degree of freedom and flexibility... There is a post in the half-dimensional Tianjie that was advertising in the live broadcast room just now.
That’s pretty good.”
"..."
The anchor... let's just call it the actual interaction between the anchor's assistant and the fans, but it happened so suddenly.
"Wow, just call me by name! The advertisement is a great success!"
Cumin Mian'er was doing somersaults in the chat channel excitedly...that's about it.
Then, she hurriedly thanked you in the live broadcast room: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, handsome Brother Long Qi, I love you!"
As for Zhong Man, he actually felt the absurdity of the legendary "breaking the fourth wall". But it is clear that this is a live broadcast that takes place in reality!
In the ambient sound, Long Qi's suggestions are continuously coming in:
"Of course the camera over there in Ink must be used; in addition, I can also help. One more camera position will give more expressiveness. This will also give more people the opportunity to see and appreciate Miss Ruiwen.
Your unique existence, of course, also includes beauty in the secular sense..."
"Hey, you're getting greasy after talking too much. Are you acting in a stage play?"
Zhong Man couldn't bear it anymore and posted a barrage in the live broadcast room, but he was soon drowned in the "yum yum yum" of CP fans who continued to surge...
Rui Wen did not comment, but she cast her gaze to the right side of the air, where the ink was. She seemed to have an idea?
Long Qi kept up his efforts: "The other thing is..."
"there."
"Why?"
"What's that convoy over there?"
"Is there a convoy?"
"Front."
"Catch up and have a look!" This was probably Ruiwen's unprecedented active inquiry. Long Qi was still a little excited. He raised his body slightly and looked forward. At the same time, the motorcycle under his seat had already shifted into gear and accelerated.
Howling up.
Not to mention another wave of question marks that somersaulted over in the live broadcast room, the sidecar motorcycle sped for several minutes. In the live broadcast field of view, on the high-speed magnetic track road that could be seen as far as the eye could see, there was still no situation related to the "convoy".
Is it because the helmet visor reduces the field of vision?
But at this moment, Long Qi said "Ah": "There!"
Where exactly?
The audience in the live broadcast room was in a state of excitement, but at this moment, Rui Wen's gaze turned, as if for a few minutes, towards the direction of the ink.
And the spiritual crow happened to look over.
The familiar scene made many fans' hearts skip a beat. The next second, the world was spinning. The low-level view of the ground and the sidecar flipped over and flew into the air!
Against the background of the undulating wing shadows at the edges, other areas of the live broadcast field of view become increasingly clear, spacious and clear at a glance.
From the perspective of aerial photography, there are still only lone sidecar motorcycles along this stretch of the Magnet Expressway; but from a different angle, there is a rolling yellow dragon whizzing past under the expressway.