Chapter 2 starts live broadcast, Cyber oxygen!
Qi Guang silently put the box back and said:
"Only he could think of this."
"Your father said that you can deal with this box. If you can't think of a solution now, we can talk about it later."
"That's his style."
"He has no brothers or sisters, and you are his only relative. You are responsible for handling these things he left behind."
Uncle Kormuhan speaks Chinese very well, thanks to Qi Shengli.
In Qi Guang's impression, the two of them often grazed and chatted together.
Uncle Kormuhan had never been married in his life and was about to get married to a girl from the grassland.
But they were attacked by a brown bear and their marriage came to an end.
Qi Guang's heart moved slightly, and then he pointed to a leather bag next to the iron box and asked:
"Uncle, what is this?"
"craft."
Qi Guang frowned and opened the cloth bag.
The things that appeared in my memory were displayed before my eyes one by one.
Angle grinder, scraper...
Used for hoof trimming.
As we all know, trimming cow hooves is a speed bump on Diandian short videos, and many people love to watch trimming cow hooves to relieve stress.
When Qi Guang was very young, he saw Qi Shengli trimming a cow's hooves.
He also loved watching it and pestered Qi Shengli to teach him.
They are all childhood memories, now dull and old along with these hoof trimming knives.
"He said you'd like it."
"He's wrong."
Uncle Kormuhan shook his head and said, "They are truly father and son. He expected what you said."
Qi Guang began to use the silent tactic of remaining unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.
"Shengli didn't suffer much when he passed away. He just told me to take him to the county town for cremation as soon as possible. I asked him if he wanted to wait for his son, and he said no. He would feel bad if his son saw his body. It would be better to come back and see a box of ashes."
Qi Guang nodded and said, "That's really thoughtful. Thank him."
Uncle Kormuhan burst out laughing:
"You two are so alike. You look alike and talk alike. I love talking to you."
Qi Guang smiled at Khormuhan and said, "If you are bored, come and talk to me more often."
Kormu Khan stretched out his rough big hand and patted Qi Guang's shoulder, saying:
"That's what your father told me."
Qi Guang paused for a moment and continued:
"What do I need to do next?"
Kormu Khan looked around, pondered for a few seconds, and said slowly:
"Shengli said to keep everything simple, so I've done everything he needed to do. As for you, you just need to tidy up this place."
Kormu Khan raised his fist and tapped his left chest.
Qi Guang's heart suddenly sank, like a block of iron falling into the abyss, so heavy that it couldn't cause any ripples.
Since their mother left, the misunderstanding between father and son has deepened and they rarely communicate.
Qi Guang must be sad knowing that his only relative is gone.
But now he is more passively confused and actively numb.
He suddenly stopped being curious about the things Qi Shengli left him.
He turned around and took out a drone and a gimbal from his backpack. These were the tools he used specifically for live streaming.
Before the live broadcast system was activated, Qi Guang would broadcast live broadcasts of himself playing games or hiking when he was bored.
Of course, the number of people watching the live broadcast was less than the number of hairs on his boss' head.
But this time it was different, he had a clear goal.
That is the popularity value.
Now it was Khormu Khan's turn to ask what it was.
Qi Guang replied, "This is the tool I use for live broadcasts, so that people in the city can see our beautiful Har Prairie!"
"Xiaoguang, you...are you not planning to go back?" Uncle Kormuhan's eyes were full of surprise.
Qi Guang nodded and said:
"I'm not leaving yet. I'm staying here to absorb the spiritual energy and wisdom of the grassland."
Kormu Khan seemed very satisfied with what Qi Guang said. His eyes, as sharp as an eagle's, narrowed into two crescents as he spoke with excitement:
"Okay, okay, it's okay to stay here!"
After leaving the yurt, Qi Guang took out his drone and took pictures of the vast green waves and the purity of the clear sky, and then changed it to his own avatar.
Then, go live.
As expected, there were only a few people.
Qi Guang changed the name of the live broadcast room to: Life on the grassland of an older young man after quitting his job.
A group of people came in according to the name.
Everyone was instantly shocked by the vast and boundless beauty of the green waves, the rushing clear rivers, and the vaguely visible herds of cattle, sheep and horses in the live broadcast room.
Qi Guang glanced at his watch.
Well, the morning of Black Monday.
As expected, the healing power of beautiful scenery on workers’ hearts is the strongest during this period.
[Wow! This is so healing, isn't it? This is a great experience for people whose lives are harder than those of Americans!]
I've never seen such a vast grassland before. Even though it's just through the screen, I'm still shocked. Please take more photos of the scenery! !
[The host filmed this with a drone. The clarity is so friendly to office workers! I give it a thumbs up!]
Where is this? How long has it been since the anchor quit? Tell me what it's like to not have to rush hour on Monday. I'll immerse myself in it.
Qi Guang originally wanted to retract the camera and was about to end the live broadcast, but he didn't expect that the casually changed name would attract a lot of people to click in.
At this moment, the number of people in the live broadcast room finally exceeded 100.
Seeing someone asking a question, Qi Guang said:
"Good morning everyone, this is the Har Grassland in the Northwest."
"Anchor...it's been three days since I quit my job."
"Catching the morning rush hour is certainly not as exciting as herding cattle and sheep!"
[Ahhh! I envy the anchors for using real names. I also want to herd sheep, watch them graze, and just stare blankly all day long. Just thinking about it makes me feel awesome!]
[This is actually happening in China?! It's so stunning that it beats all the other foreign scenery!]
[Can you tell me how office workers can have such a life? Urgent, waiting online...]
Qi Guang was amused by these lovely netizens and patiently explained:
"My hometown is the Har Grassland, located in Suke County, Quanshui City, Suzhou Province, in the northwest of China, at the western end of the Qierjin Mountains."
"We have spectacular natural scenery and abundant wildlife here. In winter, the land is covered in white snow, creating a picturesque scene. In summer, the grass is fertile and horses and sheep are scattered around, creating a truly breathtaking scene."
Qi Guang adjusted the direction and focal length of the drone, trying to capture the entire grassland scenery for netizens.
What a great blogger! He can easily come up with all sorts of little words about his hometown! He's like a tourism ambassador.
[This guy has a surprisingly nice voice. Was he a voice actor before? I'm curious.]
[Thanks to the blogger for letting me appreciate the beautiful scenery of my motherland while sitting in front of the computer. These 100 notes are not enough to express my respect!]
[My body is at work, but my heart is far away. Thanks to the blogger, the corpse spots have faded, and the body is warm~]
【+1~~】
Instantly, a large wave of +1s floated across the screen...
Although there aren't many people in the live broadcast room, they all seem to be chatty.
Qi Guang laughed again when he thought of this possibility, and suddenly felt that talking with netizens was a very interesting thing.
"Brother, don't scare me. Are you trying to come back to life? Come to my livestream more often in the future. I'll give you cyber oxygen and guarantee you'll be back to life in a second."
【This little brother is so funny! 】
[Anchor, I am a woman, you should call me Jimei.]
[Host, is it too late for me to pack my bags and come over now?]
"Of course there's still time. The temperature difference between day and night on the grassland is huge. It's very practical to bring a large cotton-padded jacket with you when you come here, one for morning and one for night."
"By the way, before you leave, it's best to go to a nearby pharmacy and buy some oxygen cylinders and Rhodiola rosea. Drink them a week in advance to prevent altitude sickness."
"Where I am now, the average altitude is between 2,500 and 4,000 meters. The climate is suitable and the grass and water are abundant."
Qi Guang pointed towards the distance and continued:
"Continue walking in this direction and you'll reach the alpine grasslands, with altitudes ranging from 3,000 to 5,400 meters. Although it's not very friendly to us humans, it's a paradise on earth for wild animals."
"There are many wild animals here. There are more than ten species of animals under national first-class protection, including wild yaks, Tibetan wild donkeys, snow leopards, brown bears, white-lipped deer, etc."
"It is said that golden wild yaks have appeared there."
"The golden yak is a type of wild yak, a first-class national protected species. It is rare and gets its name from its golden fur."
"Currently, the world's population of golden wild yaks is less than 300."
So few?! It's a national treasure among national treasures!
[The host really knows his hometown well, unlike me, who only knows which street food is delicious.]
"It is regarded as a lucky charm, a symbol of happiness, kindness and harmony. Tibetan people respect them very much and regard them as guardian gods."
[The golden wild yak, a modern mythical beast of the plateau! The host's knowledge is amazing!]
"Even though they're guardian spirits, don't provoke them lightly. They say they're incredibly powerful, and even snow leopards wouldn't dare to tangle with them."
[Wow! That sounds so safe!]
【Respect nature, respect every life in nature! 】
[For a stay-at-home person like me, it’s good to enjoy the visuals. This is already three consecutive broadcasts, please broadcast one more! ]
Qi Guang pointed the camera at the flock of sheep not far away. Just as the song goes, the cattle and sheep are like scattered pearls.
The barrage continued to roll rhythmically.
Suddenly, one of them posted three messages in a row, and the content caught Qi Guang's attention:
[Tian Gao Yun Dan: Anchor, do you dare to accept the challenge? ]
[Tian Gao Yun Dan: If you can recite ten poems about the grassland within three minutes, I will give you ten soaring sound waves!]
[Tian Gao Yun Dan: If you can't say it, just cancel your account and quit the live broadcast industry, how about that? ]
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