Wilderness Live

Chapter 1480 I'm still alive. [Where to subscribe from the starting point]

"Xiaomenglong's live broadcast room is still empty!"

"No way, it's been two days since she closed the broadcast last time, could it be true..."

"Don't be crow-mouthed, okay?"

"I just watched the recorded video several times over and over again, and I always feel that the scene of the Valkyrie hugging Mao Mao at the end is very tragic. Does it mean that Master Long...has encountered an accident?"

"Please, can you not speak if you can't speak?"

"A group of black fans upstairs, we are here to bless Meng Longlong, is it interesting for you to come and curse?"

"Master Long is an iron-blooded man, I believe Master Long will definitely not die!"

……

Jia Long entered the tent and was a little taken aback when he saw the tattered drone.

"System, why don't you restore the drone? Do you still need to install it?"

"But it doesn't matter, as long as you can start the live broadcast, hurry up and start the broadcast. I haven't started the broadcast for two days. I haven't seen the fans for so long. I really miss it."

That's the way it is as an anchor. If you start a live broadcast every day without interruption, you will be very troubled by various things.But it has been a long time since the broadcast started, and I will miss the feeling of interacting with fans after the broadcast.

Of course, the above remarks are limited to anchors with a fan base. The so-called anchors with no hairs on the bullet screen after the broadcast, it doesn’t matter whether they start the broadcast or not.

As for Jia Long herself, it's completely different, even very different from anchors in the general sense. If you really want to talk about levels, she can be divided into a level by herself, because no matter who she is with any anchor in the world Compared with a big anchor, she has crushed all the people in the same industry by a head, and the gap is unbelievably large.

Therefore, Jia Long still misses her state after the broadcast started. After two days of broadcasting, she still misses the feeling that she can't finish watching the barrage, which makes her feel like she has attracted the attention of thousands of people.

"It's really cold all around, and there's such a strong wind, it's quiet, logically speaking, it's more comfortable than K[-] or Antarctica, but when the broadcast didn't start, I actually felt the cold... Is it because no one paid attention? ?”

Jia Long was speechless about his state of mind.

Live broadcasting has become a part of her life. It is not even an exaggeration to say that it is almost all of her.

buzzing-

Under the gaze of Jia Long's eager anticipation, the drone flew up from the backpack tremblingly like an old and seriously ill grandfather, then hovered and swayed, and pointed the camera at Jia Long .

Swish, the screen turns on. The problem is that the turned on screen has a broken corner and can only display half of the screen.

"I'm going, system, do you want to pretend like this? You can't see the barrage like this, it's very annoying."

Jia Long didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She felt that the system was even skinnier than herself. Why pretend? The audience couldn't see the appearance of the drone.

But the drone obviously ignored Jia Long's thoughts, and just continued its behavior. The camera turned a few directions, and it felt difficult to focus.

"Eh... By the way, the system installed the drone in this way, is it also reminding me that I must also pretend to be like this, otherwise, even if a miracle happens to allow me to survive in the last scene of the near-death scene , can’t it be intact?”

Through the appearance of the drone, Jia Long immediately thought of himself, and then he was dumbfounded, and quickly began to straighten himself up.

squeak--

She stretched out her hand, tore off large pieces of gauze from her backpack, and wrapped it around her hands and forehead.

He also took out the simple packaging cosmetics that he had to carry in order to be an anchor, smeared some white on his face, and used red syrup to apply here and there.

"Maomao... Forget it, you are already known to be very powerful, so you don't need to put on makeup."

Jia Long looked at Maomao, not wanting to disguise it.

"Momo wants! Momo wants!"

When the brat heard this, he immediately became unwilling. It looked very interesting to see Jia Long do these things. If he didn't do it, it would be like taking a toy away. How could he be willing.

The little white bear rolled around in the tent, as if it would be dark if he didn't give it.

"Hey, okay, I'll put on makeup for you, and I'll put on the head office for you, but you have to pretend, this is where you hurt, pretend to be in pain, understand?"

Jia Long had no choice but to hug it, wrap a bandage on its right front paw, and apply red lotion.

"Yeah, Mao Maoji said, it hurts."

The little guy burst into laughter all of a sudden, beaming with joy.

Not long after, trembling, he showed Jia Long and the others how to act with a drone, as if they had just focused on it.

"It's ready to start broadcasting, Mao Mao pay attention, this is not a drill, this is not a drill, please do your performance well."

Jia Long gestured to Maomao solemnly.

"Yeah, compare Nianxi, compare Nianxi!"

Maomao nodded vigorously.

Swish.

In the next second, the live broadcast room of Longye, which was far away in Dongyu, even if the broadcast hadn't started, there were still more than 300 million people online, and the super big anchor screen lit up in an instant...

"Big, hello everyone..."

While Jia Long was pretending to be extremely tired and weak to start the broadcast, she also saw that there were still a lot of barrage on the bottom screen of the drone, which was only half effective. Although she could only see a small part of the words clearly, I still understand that the big guys are still very concerned about their own safety.

So she was looking forward to everyone's reaction after she suddenly started broadcasting.

But in an instant, after she said hello to the start of the broadcast, at least within five seconds of the start of the broadcast, the barrage seemed to stop for a moment, and the whole stop stopped for several seconds.

Even Jia Long was worried that something went wrong in his live broadcast room.

But after the delay of a few seconds passed, the barrage in the entire live broadcast room seemed to be free of money. There were more than tens of thousands in a second, and there were tens of thousands of frenzied swipes.

"what?!"

"Hahahaha! Master Long!?"

"It's really Master Long! My God!"

"My little Long is still alive, puff ha ha ha ha!"

"I'm so happy, I said that Xiao Menglong is definitely fine!"

"Wow... I burst into tears!"

"Master Long, woo woo woo!"

"Really or not, it's not the fake master Long who came to lie to me, right?"

huh huh——

Jia Long, who can only look at half of the screen, can only guess at the bullet screen, and the swiping is so fast, I am dazzled and my head hurts.

In fact, it's no wonder that the audience was shocked. After all, the video released by the Sisichong Group was like a "live broadcast career" for her. It was like a final summary, which made everyone feel sad.

I think Jia Long must have died.

Unexpectedly, only one day has passed, and the girl started broadcasting again like nothing happened.

...Oh no, there is still something to do.

Jia Long's complexion at this moment was as pale as a dying person, and his head was covered with thick gauze, which was covered with 'blood water', and his arms and abdomen were also wrapped in gauze, all bloody, very miserable look.

This is the first time the audience has seen such a miserable Jia Long.

It's no wonder that her beautiful eyes, which were lively and lively in the past, have become foggy like the moon that has lost its color, and it is no longer so lively.

And she in the camera is also on the verge of falling, as if she might fall down at any time.

In fact, the drone camera itself was also shaking, but everyone didn't care about such a small problem. Being able to see Jia Long was already an exciting thing for everyone, how could they ask for so much.

"Heh...heh...thank you for your concern, I, I am indeed, still, alive, alive."

Jia Long stretched out his hand, his eyelids seemed to be closed anytime, anywhere, and pressed something on the drone screen.

Although half of the screen was broken, Jia Long typed very normally. She quickly typed the name of today's room, and she chose to modify it.

A few seconds later, Jia Long changed the name of "Watching Master Long's Adventure Tour to the South Continent" in the live broadcast room of Master Long to "I'm still alive." "

"The name of the room has been changed today, woo... Everyone may be shocked why I became like this? It really hurts... woo... Do you know? I went to climb Xili Peak yesterday, and then put Xili A small piece of Li Feng collapsed, causing me to suffer so many injuries, it scared me to death.”

Jia Long didn't know yet that his trip to Xili Peak had already been known to the whole world, and he was still there to explain it like crying.

In this way, everyone will forgive themselves for not being on the air for two days, right?
Jia Long's wish was so humble, and the audience who were so humble that they had already known about her mission felt even more heartbroken.

This little anchor girl is simply heartbreaking.

After going through such a dangerous mission incident, you actually just want everyone to forgive you for stopping the broadcast?

Even such an earth-shattering process, you just pass it by so lightly?It's too low-key.

The audience has long known from the statement of the Sisichong Group that the recording and broadcasting content they saw was that the drone established contact with the Sisichong Group through a special signal frequency band, and then sent it to the Sisichong Group server Up.

In other words, even Jia Long himself only knows that the drone recorded his adventures, but he doesn't know that all this has been seen by the audience.

It just so happened that the other half of the barrage, which Jia Long couldn't see, kept sending words that she didn't understand, and couldn't link them together, so Jia Long was also kept in the dark.

"My God, she doesn't know that we all know what she went through the day before yesterday."

"Master Long! You are simply too low-key."

"Little Menglong, I feel sorry for you."

"We already knew about your mission on Hilli Peak."

"I really don't know whether I should feel sorry for you or scold you. Don't you have any clues about what I have experienced?"

"Master Long is an iron-blooded man and a real man, Lord Xinlong downplays dangers."

"How did you survive the final explosion on Hilli Peak?"

"How is the injury? If the injury is serious, please call for help quickly and let the field doctor take a look."

"Don't be so humble, okay? You are a super anchor, and you are still the savior. Being so humble always makes me feel that fans are all bad people."

There was only half of the barrage left, and Jia Long could barely understand it.

(End of this chapter)