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Chapter 64 Time flies, paying tribute to the classics
Chapter 64 Time flies, paying tribute to the classics
All I could see was that the eighteen crutches of the Nujiang River, which I couldn't even see out of my hand, were shining brightly, as if the sky were changing and the sun was changing, dispersing the surrounding darkness.
It turned out that searchlights had been arranged on both sides of the canyon, and the beams of light they emitted were like white pillars, shining straight into the sky from the ground.
It seems to hold up the sky full of stars.
Zhao Maimai covered her mouth in surprise and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. The live broadcast room was also stunned by this spectacle, even though she knew it was man-made.
But the overall look is like a few huge light pillars rising in the darkness, holding up the sky in the special terrain of the canyon, as if the whole person is in the big house of the universe, and can reach out and catch the stars.
"Anchor Niu B."
"I didn't wait in vain for this day. Record the screen. Record the screen quickly."
"How much does this cost? The anchor is really going to do anything for Mai Mai."
The audience in the live broadcast room was completely excited.
But what happened next pushed everyone's emotions to a climax again.
In the dazzling beams of light, dots of white light magically floated out, drawing arcs in the darkness, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
These white dots look like stars falling from the sky, or like fireflies flying out of the beams of light.
The closer you look, the less clear you can see.
Until their number increases and they spread down.
Zhao Maimai stretched out his hand to catch it, and a refreshing fragrance filled the air.
It's petals.
White rose petals.
"The anchor's imagination is incredible."
"I'd love to know, how is this done?"
In fact, it is very simple to do this. The light beam is dazzling and the white petals are blown into the sky by the blower. It is difficult to see clearly at first.
Until the wind weakens, the petals fall down without any push. It looks like a goddess scattering flowers, which is both magical and beautiful.
"So beautiful." Zhao Maimai was also very excited at the moment. The petals falling around her made her feel like she was in a sea of flowers. She held Zhao Fei's warm hand with a little force.
If it weren't for the live broadcast at this moment, I would have turned around and offered my own kiss.
Seeing this, Zhao Fei also smiled and said nothing more. As long as Zhao Maimai is happy, everything will be worth it.
The RV moved forward among the petals flying in the sky, slowly drove out of the majestic canyon, entered the second half of the Eighteen Turns of the Nu River, and began to climb.
For a time, the field of vision became wider.
At this moment, the angle of the searchlight also changed in an instant. It no longer shined in a straight line, but in a radial shape, illuminating the entire Eighteen Turns of the Nu River.
Overall, the Eighteen Turns of the Nujiang River look like daylight, complementing the starry sky, as if you are in an ocean of light or a dream world.
The camera in the live broadcast room was also slowly lifted into the sky by a drone, and the picture displayed was that the entire precipitous Eighteen Turns of the Nu River was completely covered with white petals.
It turned into a sea of flowers.
The petals falling on the Nujiang River flow slowly with the water, like a river full of bright flowers, heading towards the starry sky thousands of miles away.
The wind was also strong at the top of the mountain at this time, and nearly a hundred blowers were turned on at the same time. All kinds of colorful silk petals were blown to the sky and slowly fell down the hillside.
In order to set up this scene, Mr. Song not only paid for all the flowers from all the flower shops in Mangkang, but also flew a batch over from the south, which cost a lot of money.
Colorful petals and colored silks formed brilliant rainbows in mid-air, drawing graceful arcs and falling down the hillside as the wind weakened.
As a result, nearly [-] meters around the Eighteen Turns of the Nu River are filled with colorful petals.It looks extremely shocking.
Especially the slow-moving RV among them received the focus, and countless petals fell, from being submerged at the ankles to gradually submerging the knees...
When we reached the top of the mountain, it looked like Zhao Maimai was wearing a colorful wedding dress from a distance, with a garland on her head and colorful butterflies flying around her.
Zhao Fei also stood alone, holding Zhao Maimai huddled in his arms, with a handsome face like a noble prince, elegant and luxurious.
The external speakers in the RV also sounded beautiful music at this moment, but this was not part of Zhao Fei's plan. It was obviously Mr. Song's own initiative.
Especially when he heard the special melody that was obviously from the 80s, the corners of Zhao Fei's mouth twitched slightly.
Zhao Maimai even laughed out loud.
"If I hadn't met you, where would I be? How would my life be? Should I cherish life? Maybe I would meet someone and live an ordinary life. I don't know if there would be love as sweet as honey.
As time goes by in a hurry, I only care about you, and I am willing to be infected by your breath. How often can you get a confidant in life, and it is not a pity to lose the power of life. "
However, this familiar melody also made Zhao Fei and Zhao Fei couldn't help but reminisce about the past, and Teresa Teng's elegant, noble and spring-breathing smile appeared unconsciously.
“The world is so big, and it takes such a deep fate for you and me to meet each other in the vast sea of people... I am lucky to be able to accompany you on this journey.
May the time along this journey be peaceful, and we can stay together heart to heart and soul to soul. We don’t need thousands of words of confession, nor do we need eternal vows.
Because you and I are destined to be a touch of spring in our respective lives.
With you here, I feel like spring all year round.
With me, your flowers will bloom. "
Zhao Fei's voice slowly sounded in Zhao Maimai's ears, and spread to the hearts of everyone in front of the live broadcast room. They listened to the obviously contradictory song, but they did not feel embarrassed at all.
An old song, on the contrary, brings out the difficulties of human life. In life, we meet thousands of people. Being able to say good morning to a few people and knowing each other is fate.
This is not only talking about Zhao Fei and Zhao Maimai, but also everyone in the live broadcast room.
They saw Zhao Fei and knew Zhao Fei.
This is the fate.
At the same time, he also warned them to cherish the people in front of them, classics will never be forgotten, and old songs are also worth remembering.
"Some people born in [-] may not have heard this song, but what I want to tell you is that there was a Chen Yixun in ten years, an Andy Lau in a hundred years, and a Zhang Ruorong in a thousand years, but there is no Teresa Teng in the world."
"Today is a really bad day. I am a 200-year-old man weighing more than 30 pounds. Since my mother kicked in the door last time and caught me crying, I have already explained clearly.
Life has resumed.
But I really didn’t mean it today. I also have love, and I also had my first love. Even if she doesn’t know it yet, I just can’t help it.
Woohoo, mom, can we discuss weight loss? "
"Upstairs, listen to mom and don't let her get hurt again!"
The song is over.
The drone, carrying the live broadcast room lens, slowly pulled away, getting further and further away from the two of them.
Zhao Maimai's eyes were red with emotion. She turned around, hugged Zhao Fei's waist, and put her little head on his chest. She felt extremely comfortable and comfortable, and left a classic scene in the live broadcast room.
It seems that Zhao Fei's murmur can still be heard faintly, echoing in the air, but this time the voice is more feminine, and it seems to be said by Zhao Maimai.
"When I am here, you feel like spring all year round. With you, my flowers bloom."
(End of this chapter)
All I could see was that the eighteen crutches of the Nujiang River, which I couldn't even see out of my hand, were shining brightly, as if the sky were changing and the sun was changing, dispersing the surrounding darkness.
It turned out that searchlights had been arranged on both sides of the canyon, and the beams of light they emitted were like white pillars, shining straight into the sky from the ground.
It seems to hold up the sky full of stars.
Zhao Maimai covered her mouth in surprise and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. The live broadcast room was also stunned by this spectacle, even though she knew it was man-made.
But the overall look is like a few huge light pillars rising in the darkness, holding up the sky in the special terrain of the canyon, as if the whole person is in the big house of the universe, and can reach out and catch the stars.
"Anchor Niu B."
"I didn't wait in vain for this day. Record the screen. Record the screen quickly."
"How much does this cost? The anchor is really going to do anything for Mai Mai."
The audience in the live broadcast room was completely excited.
But what happened next pushed everyone's emotions to a climax again.
In the dazzling beams of light, dots of white light magically floated out, drawing arcs in the darkness, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
These white dots look like stars falling from the sky, or like fireflies flying out of the beams of light.
The closer you look, the less clear you can see.
Until their number increases and they spread down.
Zhao Maimai stretched out his hand to catch it, and a refreshing fragrance filled the air.
It's petals.
White rose petals.
"The anchor's imagination is incredible."
"I'd love to know, how is this done?"
In fact, it is very simple to do this. The light beam is dazzling and the white petals are blown into the sky by the blower. It is difficult to see clearly at first.
Until the wind weakens, the petals fall down without any push. It looks like a goddess scattering flowers, which is both magical and beautiful.
"So beautiful." Zhao Maimai was also very excited at the moment. The petals falling around her made her feel like she was in a sea of flowers. She held Zhao Fei's warm hand with a little force.
If it weren't for the live broadcast at this moment, I would have turned around and offered my own kiss.
Seeing this, Zhao Fei also smiled and said nothing more. As long as Zhao Maimai is happy, everything will be worth it.
The RV moved forward among the petals flying in the sky, slowly drove out of the majestic canyon, entered the second half of the Eighteen Turns of the Nu River, and began to climb.
For a time, the field of vision became wider.
At this moment, the angle of the searchlight also changed in an instant. It no longer shined in a straight line, but in a radial shape, illuminating the entire Eighteen Turns of the Nu River.
Overall, the Eighteen Turns of the Nujiang River look like daylight, complementing the starry sky, as if you are in an ocean of light or a dream world.
The camera in the live broadcast room was also slowly lifted into the sky by a drone, and the picture displayed was that the entire precipitous Eighteen Turns of the Nu River was completely covered with white petals.
It turned into a sea of flowers.
The petals falling on the Nujiang River flow slowly with the water, like a river full of bright flowers, heading towards the starry sky thousands of miles away.
The wind was also strong at the top of the mountain at this time, and nearly a hundred blowers were turned on at the same time. All kinds of colorful silk petals were blown to the sky and slowly fell down the hillside.
In order to set up this scene, Mr. Song not only paid for all the flowers from all the flower shops in Mangkang, but also flew a batch over from the south, which cost a lot of money.
Colorful petals and colored silks formed brilliant rainbows in mid-air, drawing graceful arcs and falling down the hillside as the wind weakened.
As a result, nearly [-] meters around the Eighteen Turns of the Nu River are filled with colorful petals.It looks extremely shocking.
Especially the slow-moving RV among them received the focus, and countless petals fell, from being submerged at the ankles to gradually submerging the knees...
When we reached the top of the mountain, it looked like Zhao Maimai was wearing a colorful wedding dress from a distance, with a garland on her head and colorful butterflies flying around her.
Zhao Fei also stood alone, holding Zhao Maimai huddled in his arms, with a handsome face like a noble prince, elegant and luxurious.
The external speakers in the RV also sounded beautiful music at this moment, but this was not part of Zhao Fei's plan. It was obviously Mr. Song's own initiative.
Especially when he heard the special melody that was obviously from the 80s, the corners of Zhao Fei's mouth twitched slightly.
Zhao Maimai even laughed out loud.
"If I hadn't met you, where would I be? How would my life be? Should I cherish life? Maybe I would meet someone and live an ordinary life. I don't know if there would be love as sweet as honey.
As time goes by in a hurry, I only care about you, and I am willing to be infected by your breath. How often can you get a confidant in life, and it is not a pity to lose the power of life. "
However, this familiar melody also made Zhao Fei and Zhao Fei couldn't help but reminisce about the past, and Teresa Teng's elegant, noble and spring-breathing smile appeared unconsciously.
“The world is so big, and it takes such a deep fate for you and me to meet each other in the vast sea of people... I am lucky to be able to accompany you on this journey.
May the time along this journey be peaceful, and we can stay together heart to heart and soul to soul. We don’t need thousands of words of confession, nor do we need eternal vows.
Because you and I are destined to be a touch of spring in our respective lives.
With you here, I feel like spring all year round.
With me, your flowers will bloom. "
Zhao Fei's voice slowly sounded in Zhao Maimai's ears, and spread to the hearts of everyone in front of the live broadcast room. They listened to the obviously contradictory song, but they did not feel embarrassed at all.
An old song, on the contrary, brings out the difficulties of human life. In life, we meet thousands of people. Being able to say good morning to a few people and knowing each other is fate.
This is not only talking about Zhao Fei and Zhao Maimai, but also everyone in the live broadcast room.
They saw Zhao Fei and knew Zhao Fei.
This is the fate.
At the same time, he also warned them to cherish the people in front of them, classics will never be forgotten, and old songs are also worth remembering.
"Some people born in [-] may not have heard this song, but what I want to tell you is that there was a Chen Yixun in ten years, an Andy Lau in a hundred years, and a Zhang Ruorong in a thousand years, but there is no Teresa Teng in the world."
"Today is a really bad day. I am a 200-year-old man weighing more than 30 pounds. Since my mother kicked in the door last time and caught me crying, I have already explained clearly.
Life has resumed.
But I really didn’t mean it today. I also have love, and I also had my first love. Even if she doesn’t know it yet, I just can’t help it.
Woohoo, mom, can we discuss weight loss? "
"Upstairs, listen to mom and don't let her get hurt again!"
The song is over.
The drone, carrying the live broadcast room lens, slowly pulled away, getting further and further away from the two of them.
Zhao Maimai's eyes were red with emotion. She turned around, hugged Zhao Fei's waist, and put her little head on his chest. She felt extremely comfortable and comfortable, and left a classic scene in the live broadcast room.
It seems that Zhao Fei's murmur can still be heard faintly, echoing in the air, but this time the voice is more feminine, and it seems to be said by Zhao Maimai.
"When I am here, you feel like spring all year round. With you, my flowers bloom."
(End of this chapter)
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