After A Hundred Days Of Survival In The Wilderness, I Received A Mysterious Gift

"If you don't get out of the trap, why don't you come to my door and cause such nonsense!"

Zhang Quan cursed in his heart.

"Roar!"

There was another roar, and the disguise at the entrance of the shelter was roughly ripped open by the beast outside.

A huge head that made Zhang Quan's heart tremble appeared at the entrance of the shelter.

Old...old...tiger!"

This is an adult Siberian tiger!

Zhang Quan was completely stunned, and his calves began to tremble.

Fortunately, when he built the shelter, he saved a trick and deliberately made the entrance very narrow. With the huge size of the Siberian tiger, it was impossible to squeeze into the shelter.

Otherwise, Zhang Quan wouldn't have the time to observe what's going on outside.

I'm afraid I was so frightened that I asked the organizer for help.

"Let's go, let's not stay here!"

Zhang Quan lowered his voice and cursed a few times.

But the Siberian tiger had no intention of leaving. Instead, it squeezed in several times from outside, trying to enter the sanctuary.

"not good!"

Zhang Quan's expression suddenly changed.

He placed all the food not far from the entrance. If this nasty tiger discovered it, he would be in trouble!

It's a pity that things in the world are often so nonsense.

Whatever you are afraid of will happen!

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the Siberian tiger discovered the wolf meat placed not far to the right of the entrance.

The smart tiger stretched out his right paw and hooked it lightly, and more than a hundred pieces of wolf meat fell into the tiger's mouth.

"It's over, it's over."

Zhang Quan felt like he was in mourning and his whole body was in bad shape.

Although there were several kilograms of wolf meat placed where he slept, it would definitely not last for a few days.

If he can't find another source of food, then he can only wait for the fate of being eliminated.

"Damn tiger!"

An unprecedented anger surged in Zhang Quan's heart.

He was ready to attack and kill this Siberian tiger who stole wolf meat.

It's a pity that all this can only be thought about, after all, he is not a martial arts master.

Moreover, even a martial arts master may not be able to do it!

"That's it, tattoo!"

Zhang Quan let out a long sigh.

Now, he can only hope that the tiger will leave on his own.

If Tiger keeps wandering in this area, he may not be able to last a few days and will have to retire.

As for the wolves, he is not afraid now.

After all, if a tiger appears, the wolves must have stayed far away.

After spending a frightening night, Zhang Quan left the shelter early the next morning to scout out the enemy's situation.

The trap he dug the night before was not touched at all. Even the piece of wolf meat placed on top of the trap was still there alone.

"What the hell!"

Zhang Quan cursed in his heart and carefully removed the wolf meat from the trap.

There is more than half a kilogram of wolf meat, so it cannot be wasted.

The tiger was not fooled, so Zhang Quan had no choice but to take out the wooden thorns in the trap to prevent him from accidentally falling in, which would be a disaster.

At this time, Zhang Quan did not dare to go far and could only search for food within a few dozen meters nearby.

But in the ice and snow, the entire mountain was covered with snow. It was not easy for him to find food in such a small area.

Zhang Quan felt full of malice from God.

"The first snow in 2002?"

It was already 10:30 in the evening, and Xu Hao, a famous Chinese music critic, was bored and wandering around on several music websites.

By accident, he discovered a new song.

This song seems to have only been posted this morning, but it has already been downloaded hundreds of thousands of times.

"What song is so popular?"

*¥…………

Xu Hao opened the link to this song out of curiosity and clicked on it to listen.

A desolate and rough voice sounded immediately.

"This melody..."

Xu Hao's eyes lit up.

"Great song!"

After 15 seconds, the trial version automatically ended, and Xu Hao quickly paid one yuan to download the song.

Then, he carefully listened to the full version of the song more than a dozen times, but he still had some unfinished thoughts.

"Good! There hasn't been such a good song in the Chinese music scene for several years!"

Xu Hao suddenly stood up, feeling extremely excited.

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In recent years, the Chinese music scene has really become somewhat depressed.

Since the "golden generation" of the Chinese music scene have retired or semi-retired one after another, the entire Chinese music scene has experienced a stagnant phenomenon.

Although many young singers still appeared, few of them caught his eye.

Even those few who were barely worthy of his attention were actually generals among the dwarves, and Xu Hao's evaluation of them was only qualified.

Qualified, but not outstanding.

This is the standard of so-called "famous" singers in the Chinese music scene in recent years.

But the song "The First Snow in 2002" gave Xu Hao a feeling of excitement again.

"The lyrics, music composition, and singing are all written by the same person, Daolang?"

Xu Hao searched online and found that the author of this song turned out to be a newcomer.

It seems that he must have just debuted, otherwise with Xu Hao's status and connections in the music industry, it is impossible that he would not know about it at all.

"The Chinese music scene has finally produced another great creator."

Xu Hao was very excited and immediately turned on the computer and prepared to write a review.

Of course, given his status, this kind of positive comment is actually the best recommendation.

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