Chapter 38: The Anchor Is Alive!
If it weren't for the repeated insistence of the worldview that had been built for more than 20 years, Gu Lang would even begin to wonder if Xiaohua was a dog wearing leopard skin.
Is there such an obedient feline?
If you let you lie down, you will lie down, let you go, you are in the circus, did you grow up with dogs?
Gu Lang subconsciously put his hand on his chin, touched the already long stubble, and subconsciously glanced at Xiaohua's slightly swaying tail.
"Not to mention, it's not that this possibility is impossible......"
At this time, Gu Lang was in the live broadcast room.
The screen has been black for two days, and the audience is still less than 1,000.
After all, whether you are a true fan or not, it is also a waste of time to guess blindly on a black screen all day long. A large part of the reason why the Internet has been able to develop to this level in such a short period of time is because of its privacy and immediacy.
If I want to scold you, I will scold you directly, and you don't know who I am anyway.
Therefore, addiction to the Internet is actually regardless of age or class. Many things that cannot be done in reality, or dare not do, if they can be realized on the Internet, it will also give some people a sense of catharsis.
However, as the Internet becomes more and more standardized and transparent, this kind of thing has changed from a chaotic place at the beginning to another way of life with clear functional division, but the essence has not changed.
Who dares to say that the 1,000 people in Gu Lang's live broadcast room are all true love fans and not join in the fun? After all, the post of "Funny Fish Anchor Suspected of Killing Africa" has long been spread. If it weren't for the fact that the fish was afraid that the matter would make it bigger, he would have carried the black pot on his back, and he stubbornly held on to the information of a salted fish, Gu Laosan might have been picked up all the old bottoms a long time ago.
Sometimes, the charm of the Internet lies precisely in the fact that once you are exposed on the Internet, you don't know the pattern of bedwetting when you were a child, and your parents may not know it, but almighty netizens can always help you find it, and even make up a nine-square grid for you.
So at this time, there are not a few Internet editors who come to the live broadcast room to wait to find black material for the fish.
Before that, the video of "Pingtou Brother vs. Hyena Group" retained by netizens and the official Funny Fish also became popular on the Internet again. After hearing about Gu Lang's disappearance, many people have to turn over the video to look at it, and want to know what the last picture taken by the anchor before his disappearance was.
At the same time, in China.
The time was approaching noon, and in the reception hall of the Lin'an District Public Security Bureau in Hangzhou, a middle-aged couple was holding an old lady over sixty years old, anxiously asking a policeman about something.
"Little comrade, haven't you heard from my grandson?" the old lady took the police guy's hand, and her voice was full of worry and pleading.
"Auntie, don't worry. Our embassy over there has already organized a rescue team to look for it, and we will be notified as soon as there is news. The policeman was very patient, and as he spoke, he stepped forward to help the old lady instead of the middle-aged man and walked to the chair where he was resting.
"I ...... How can I not be in a hurry!"
The old lady regretted it at this time, and couldn't stop stomping her feet.
"It's all because I'm too used to him! He said he wanted to go to Africa, and I thought, it's okay to go out for a walk for such a big child! Who knows......"
The couple who came with the old lady originally wanted to persuade them, but when the words came to their lips, they thought that it was their son who was missing now, and they were completely in no mood. What's more, I used to laugh at those foolish parents who lost their children, but now it's my turn to know how hateful I was at the beginning.
At this time, in the office area on the other side, someone suddenly called out to the policeman who was persuading the old lady, with a ghostly expression on his face.
At this time, the news that the funny fish anchor, who had been missing for nearly three days on the South African savannah, suddenly appeared and started broadcasting, has spread on the Internet. And in Gu Lang's live broadcast room, at this moment, there are even more demons dancing wildly, saying everything.
"I knew, shameful hype again"
"Congratulations on the resurrection of the streamer"
"The master is a black household to reward the anchor rocket ×5......"
"Cheap death does not save the reward anchor super rocket ×1......"
"I just received the news of the start of the broadcast, I'm not late"
"Did the anchor just escape after being sold to mine?"
"What the hell is going on"
"Cheetah, Flathead"
"Same question, I want to see Boss Ping"
"Ping Boss +1"
"Notify the housing management quickly"
"Trash teases fish, online hype"
"How much money did the anchor spend to find a trust"
Gu Lang was stunned at this time, looking at his live broadcast room, which had never been so popular, and the rising heat in the upper right corner, he suddenly felt like he had gone to the wrong room.
"This is my live broadcast room? What kind of mess is this?"
From the moment I met Wang Ping, the screen of the tablet in the car was broken. And at that time, people were under the eaves, and they didn't dare to change to a new one. This led to Gu Lang not knowing at all what kind of impact his two-day live broadcast had.
Especially when he saw the super rocket flashing on the screen, Gu Lang felt that he was about to float.
Brother is also a big anchor now, right?
Originally, he wanted to wait for the popularity to gather before doing the right thing, but at this moment he decided not to wait, strike while the iron is hot, and get down to business first.
"Hello everyone, my name is Gu Lang and I am an outdoor anchor. ”
The pale and weak opening remarks made Wang Ping, who was hiding aside and holding Xiaohua unwilling to leave the country, secretly despise it.
"There was a little accident two days ago, I had a fever!And there was something wrong with the equipment, which led to the interruption of the live broadcast, here, I apologize to everyone first, and make everyone worried!"
Gu Lang said, and began to switch cameras, preparing to change the topic. After all, the fever is difficult to explain, and Wang Ping doesn't talk about it, and there are many things that can't be explained. Anyway, people are already alive, and Gu Lang doesn't think it's important to have the process or something.
It's a pity that someone doesn't know that during his coma, Wang Ping once drove his car through the border in Makuyuni. The bullet from the black guard was still stuck in the back seat of the SUV. If this paragraph is not explained, don't think about returning to China like this.
Switching the camera to the rear, Gu Lang squatted behind a tree on the edge of the woods, aiming at the elephant herd that was still gathering not far away.
"Now I'm in the Serengeti Plains of TSNY, opposite the famous Ngorongoro volcano. ”
Of course, the geographical location does not come with his mouth open, as early as before the broadcast, Gu Lang opened the map and checked his coordinates. It's not exactly for the rescue, but also for everyone to know where the elephant herd tragedy took place.
But someone seemed shrewd, but he didn't notice that he was asleep in a tent on the Masai steppe before he woke up. From the Masai steppe to the Ngorong volcano, the nearest edge is also more than 50 kilometers away. And someone who only knows how to read a map and write down names, but always feels that he has not gone far at all.
Of course, from the map, it is indeed not far, less than two centimeters.
"You can see a large herd of elephants not far away. Here, I regret to inform you that just last night, they encountered poachers and two elephants were killed. ”
Gu Lang explained as he stared at the barrage that kept flashing on the screen.
Seeing that the camera range had become opposite, Wang Ping also came over curiously, wanting to see what level Gu Lang, the so-called outdoor anchor, was.
At the same time, in Hangzhou.
The police operated the computer, so that the old lady sitting on the side and her daughter and son-in-law could see the pictures in the live broadcast room. Behind them, there were a few curious policemen who also came over to watch.
"Why is there always a flash on it?" asked the old lady curiously.
"Auntie, this is a netizen talking to your grandson. The police explained.
"Oh, that can talk, right?" asked the old lady.
"Yes, if you want to say anything, I can type it for you. The policeman laughed.
"Bang!"
The old lady suddenly slapped the table, startling the people around her.
"You type!" the old lady said suddenly and violently, "just say, 'Gu Lang, you little rabbit cub, hurry up and get back to me!'"