"If one day I'm going to wander, it's not because I'm tired of my hometown, it's not that I can't bear the long winters here, but because I've finally learned your direction. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In the soft BGM, the picture lights up.

With neat streets, wide open spaces, iconic sculptures and substructures sunk into the ground, Grandpa Mao raised his hands and smiled and looked ahead.

Fang Hong poked his head into the scope of the camera: "Grandpa Mao will greet everyone again!"

"I'm Cao, Smoking Gun, didn't you say to go to a different place, why are you still in a big city?"

"Don't be funny about the passing years, yesterday it was the magic capital, and today it is the rotten capital. "Rotten capital, another name for CD, is named because of the number of homosexuals, and it is also a joking name in the live broadcast room.

This place is Tianfu Square.

Fang Hong ha: "Let's show you today's equipment." ”

During the conversation, Fang Hong, who was wearing an old jacket, pushed the ancient 28-bar bicycle into the camera.

Twenty-eight bars, army green camel bag.

"Do you want to send letters live in the rotten capital?" Not to mention, it's really like a postman.

"Hahaha!"

Maybe it's because the 28th big card is on the cover, and the number of passers-by who enter the live broadcast room has increased, and the number of people has reached more than 200.

Fang Hong compared his middle finger: "Master wants to ride 317!"

Hu Qi entered the live broadcast room at this time: "Don't be funny, your size, you haven't even come out of the CD three rings, you just lie down." ”

Fang Hong disdainfully: "You still don't believe it, let's walk ......"

Before the words fell, a Sichuan shout suddenly came from not far away: "That skull-chopping (honey curse, pure curse)?

Fang Hong looked back, and immediately stepped onto the 28th big shoulder obscenely: "The security guard is here, the wind is tight, and he is pulling it!"

Playing with airplanes? The live broadcast room laughed: "Hahaha, 666." ”

"Great, my Great Tianfu Square!"

Fang Hong looks fat, but his physical strength is excellent, you must know that every chef starts to learn from cutting piers, this job consumes extremely physical strength, uses both hands and feet, and also pays attention to waist strength.

After the speed came up, the wind blew Fang Hong's hair flying, and under the high-definition lens, the streets to the south of Tianfu Square were indeed very beautiful: "Oh! The wind blows so cool, if you are free, you should ride more bicycles!"

Fang Hong shouted loudly: "How free, how carefree, no one can stop my way!"

Fang Hong, who had just finished bragging about it, braked suddenly, and smiled at the camera embarrassedly: "The red light still has to stop." ”

"The red light strength of the rotten capital slaps the face and pretends to force the anchor!"

"666, this red light is beautiful. ”

To be honest, it is really rare to be able to ride the 28 bars as a mountain bike and ride a cruising speed of 25 kilometers.

bragged all the way to the shell, and an hour later, Fang Hong arrived in Shuangliu.

At this time, a buddy with an ID Uncle Huang's ear length of one meter eight buckled the screen in the live broadcast room: "Anchor, 317 is going the wrong way, this is the road of 318!"

Hearing such a happy news, everyone in the live broadcast room laughed and buckled the screen together.

Fang Hong was embarrassed and pretended to be coquettish: "When you realize that you have taken the detour of failure, you have actually embarked on the straight road to success." ”

Fifteen minutes later, Uncle Huang's ears were one meter eight long and sent out a hundred bamboos: "Smoking guns, I'm going the wrong way again." ”

This time, a screen full of bamboo brushes flew up.

In the midst of laughter, Fang Hong once again said a famous saying: "Failure is a successful mother." ”

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Fang Hong shouted to Mai: "Love Taste Rebatty, everyone get up, play a little game, type 999 on the keyboard and see what words can be typed!"

Next, the screen is swiped by 999.

Hu Qi: "Are you mentally retarded, we are watching the live broadcast on the computer, what words can 999 type?"

A taunt.

"Produced in 1988, dual-frequency engine, strong and powerful, not afraid of detours, everyone rush with me!"

“madeinChina！”

The wind is galloping.

After leaving the city, the lens of the aircraft was automatically adjusted to a slight wide angle, with green trees and blue sky, and the scenery was intoxicating.

It's stuck, the cover is stuck, and every moment the cover is a picture of a coquettish man speeding on a bicycle.

There are also a little more people in the live broadcast room.

There are few outdoor ones, riding a car with a camel bag to do a live broadcast, the ghost knows what it is, everyone wants to see what this live broadcast room is doing.

In fact, in this era, there are too many people who yearn for hiking and cycling, but most of them stop at forums and QQ groups, and too many constraints make it impossible for everyone to realize their dreams.

The style of painting in the live broadcast room has also changed suddenly.

Quite a few people started asking about some things about cycling.

In this regard, Fang Hong can only say: "Since five years ago, the Daocheng section has been a holy place in the hearts of hikers in the world, and hikers from various countries have come to Daocheng to hike, and the 317 Xiaojin section has not developed a high-quality cycling and hiking section, I can only say that it is very beautiful and fascinating." ”

An episode of daydreamers, "StayAlive," sounds.

A long, more beautiful melody sounds, just plain background music.

Of course, Fang Hong knew this song, the golden song in the movie that had not yet been released, so he began to hum.

"The anchor is singing?"

"Listen well. ”

"It's weird, why is the sound quality so good?"

The Internet is such a strange place.

When you're a singer, no one cares.

When you're a cook, no one wants to watch a live stream.

But when a man who is a cook rides and sings in the wilderness, he reaps an unexpected surprise.

"The mushroom sent a copy of the Buddha jumping over the wall. ”

"I'm Cao, a local tyrant!"

was singing, Fang Hong couldn't thank him, just waved his hand.

"It's very good, it seems that the smoking gun is really playing, not talking about it." ”

Cities, streets, high-rise buildings, are gone.

The mountains and rivers began to rise and fall, and the emerald green was dyed with a darker color.

The sound of the waves of the river came, the river entered the painting, and the song "StayAlive" ended.

"This is the upper reaches of the Jinma River, we arrived in Chongzhou, in the past, it was Dujiangyan, leaving Dujiangyan, we walked out of the big CD range. ”

Maybe it's just to see the scenery, the number of people in the live broadcast room has quietly reached 800.

From time to time, people give away bamboo.

Giving RMB gifts is just a temporary favorite of local tyrants, and when there is a stable bamboo, it means that the anchor is slowly accepted, and it also means that someone has become a fan.

"For some well-known reasons, we couldn't go 317 from the start. ”

The live broadcast room is 233 constantly.

Fang Hong explained: "It's not because we took the wrong road, but because of the earthquake in 08, along the scenery of the Jinma River, we have entered Dujiangyan, and my goal is to cross Dujiangyan and enter Wolong and then have lunch." ”

A strong life doesn't need to be explained, driving at high speed also takes two hours away, Fang Hong doesn't want to eat before three o'clock.

The mountains are stacked and the fog is confused, perhaps because of the water ripple area, the fog is particularly thick.

"In the SC Basin, the fog is difficult to dissipate and obscures part of the scenery, but the view of the clouds floating on the mountainside is also my favorite view. ”

There are constantly newcomers entering the live broadcast room, and an old man is also responsible for introducing the smoking gun to everyone riding 317.

Perhaps it was this courage to die that allowed more people to stay.

Everyone wants to see how miserable the smoking gun will be after crossing the boundary of Dujiangyan.

"It's amazing, my gun brother!

Two years ago, the earth roared, and the 317 road was destroyed, and to go 317, you had to take a long road to take other roads.

And after entering the show, returning to 317 is the top priority.

Looking at the road ahead, Fang Hong frowned: "The plan has changed, you can only eat after walking through this area." ”

Why walk?

Because there is no road ahead, the road has long since sunk in the earthquake, and the current road is a dirt road that was rushed to repair.

The climate here is weird, and it often rains heavily, so the roads are muddy, and if you eat, you can't carry the car.

That's right, carrying the car, the road is too bad to ride at all, Fang Hong decisively carried the car bar on his shoulder.

"The anchor is going to walk over?"

"Anchor, let's go back, how do we go?"

"Brother, I respect you as a brother!"

"It's a man. ”

"Brother Gun!"

In the cheering, Fang Hong stumbled under his feet, slipped and sat in the mud: "Ouch!"

“6666！”

"My gun brother is mighty!"

"Domineering, a wave of bamboo!"

"Grass!" Fang Hong got up: "Lao Tzu can't be cowardly on the first day, I have to retreat and think about it tomorrow, do it!"

"Brother Gun, slap it!"

"Who?"

"Muddy?"

"Brother Rhythm, it's dirty!"

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