Chapter 600: Ain's mind

Chapter 600 Ain's Heart

The whole tree goes from top to bottom, and the number of ribbons also increases and accumulates to the bottom.

Due to height reasons, almost half of them floated to the bottom position.

Murong Qiao was raising his head to choose a place where he could hang it, when he suddenly felt two hands stretched out from both sides of him, and then he was suddenly lifted up, raising his field of vision.

"I'll hold your tie." Huo Yichen said in a relaxed tone.

Now she doesn't have to worry about where to find a seat.

Waiting for Murong Qiao to fasten the ribbon before falling to the ground, she was about to turn around and talk to Huo Yichen when she saw Ain and Mu Zhe walking over.

Both of them were reddish and looked a little tired. They didn't need to look much to know that they had climbed up on foot.

"I didn't expect us to work so hard and not be the first." Mu Zhe looked at the two in surprise.

Murong Qiao pointed in the direction of the cable car, "We'll take the shortcut."

"No wonder." Mu Zhe nodded.

He and Ain climbed up the stairs together, except for a break in the middle, they kept moving. If it was really faster than the two of them, it could only be a cable car.

Ain was fiddling with his camera, and then directly took a look at the photo that came out, and handed it to Murong Qiao.

"For me?" Murong Qiao was puzzled.

Ain nodded and admitted, "I just took a picture, I think it's not bad, I'll give it to you."

Just now when she and Mu Zhe were walking this way, she saw the picture of Huo Yichen holding Murong Qiao at a glance. She didn't even think about it at the time, her body reacted one step faster than her brain and took a picture of that scene.

Murong Qiao looked at the photo in his hand, and then his eyes showed some surprise.

A man and a woman under the towering tree are showing ups and downs. Both of them have faint smiles on their faces. Coupled with the sky full of fiery red as a backdrop, there is something beautiful and dreamy.

I have to admit that Ain can always find some unique angles to take pictures and capture amazing perspectives.

"Thank you, I will treasure it." Murong Qiao accepted it with a light smile.

This special gift has Ain's heart in it, so she must keep it well.

When the show is over, she buys a photo frame to keep this picture well.

Murong Qiao, Huo Yichen, Ain, and Mu Zhe were having a good time, and the live broadcast room was peaceful, but suddenly a barrage popped out that didn't fit and attracted the attention of many viewers.

——Just came from the two teams next door, they were selling their bodies and quarreling over there, why is it so peaceful here, I don’t quite agree [狗头]

This speech immediately aroused the curiosity of many people, causing everyone to shift their positions and switch to other people's perspectives.

The prostitution is about Lu Ruman and Zheng Yu, while the quarrel is about Zuo Qing and Yue Ziyu.

After being scolded by a little boy as an ugly aunt, Lu Ruman couldn't really lose his temper with a child, so he had to think of other ways to get himself on the cable car.

Fortunately, she was not too unlucky. After leaving the little boy's side, she soon met her fans.

"We have been watching your live broadcast, Sister Ruman!" The other party was obviously very excited to meet her, and his face turned red.

Sister Ruman is a name commonly used by fans, and she is obviously used to it, but when she thinks about the little boy talking about her ugly aunt just now, Lu Ruman's expression is slightly distorted.

"Although I'm sorry to disturb Sister Ruman's filming of the show, can we take a photo with you?" The fan cautiously asked.

Seeing the other party's request, Lu Ruman suddenly had a plan.

She made a embarrassed expression, "It's okay to take a group photo, but I'm doing the task of the program group now, if I can't finish it now..."

"What task, can we help you?" The girl immediately took the bait.

This time it was Lu Ruman's turn to be embarrassed. "It's not a big deal..."

After learning that Lu Ruman needed two cable car tickets, the fans immediately patted their chests and helped out, solved Lu Ruman's problem, and generously said that it was nothing.

This is how the so-called "selling one's body" comes about.

As for Zuo Qing and Yue Ziyu, who were arguing, they were resting halfway up the mountain.

"I don't want to leave." Zuo Qing pouted, with a reluctance expression on her face.

I don't know how long I have been climbing, and there is no end in sight, the more Zuo Qing thinks about it, the more upset she becomes.

Yue Ziyu laughed at her unceremoniously, "Didn't you just say you can?"

I don’t know who rushed up excitedly and said that he would be the first person to climb to the top, but now he is paralyzed here and says he can’t do it.

"I didn't know it would be so long!" Zuo Qing retorted him.

She stretched out her hand and thumped her sore leg, already beginning to regret her previous decision.

If she knew it would be so tiring, she would definitely choose to be a cable car!

Yue Ziyu looked at her tired face, twitched the corners of her mouth, and finally endured the sarcasm that just came to her lips.

At any rate, they grew up together, so he can't really leave people here and go on his own.

Yue Ziyu sighed silently, walked up to Zuo Qing and squatted down.

"What are you doing?" Zuo Qing was puzzled.

Yue Ziyu hooked his hands, "What else can you do? Aren't your legs sore? I'll carry you on my back."

The only good thing is that the transfer station of the cable car is not far from here, and he doesn't really have to carry Zuo Qing up to the temple.

"Where did you get the ticket?" Seeing Yue Ziyu handing in the cable car ticket, Zuo Qing asked weakly.

She was with Yue Ziyu just now, and she never saw him leave.

Yue Ziyu snorted, "You care so much."

Zuo Qing was not angry when she was bullied, she felt better while sitting on the cable car, and did not ask about the ticket.

But the photographer who has been following Yue Ziyu knows the source of the ticket. He just took the camera and followed Yue Ziyu away for a while before going up the mountain.

During that period of time, Yue Ziyu directly mingled with the children and won five yuan by playing games, then turned around and won three hundred by going to the next door, and there was still sixty left after buying tickets for two people.

These scenes were transferred to the Internet in the live broadcast room, which added joy to everyone. With the increase in bullet screens and the increase in the number of viewers, the popularity of romance dramas also increased.

Following the last variety show that experienced rural life, romance has become a new hot topic.

I didn’t have any subjects to shoot at first, but after seeing two of them became popular, everyone started to follow suit.

Nan Jin, who was in the same period as Murong Qiao before, also received many invitations.

Nan Jin sat in the practice room and stared at Murong Qiao's live broadcast on her mobile phone, very silent.

"Let me tell you, these are petty profits in front of you. What you have to do now is to hone your acting skills. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

The scouts were talking about the truth next to Nan Jin, but now they are not related to giving money to be on the show.

Seeing that Nan Jin had performed well on the two episodes of the show before, the scout discussed with the other party and signed a contract to make Nan Jin an artist, and he took advantage of the trend to become Nan Jin's manager.

"Just listen to my advice for those invitations to variety shows, don't go..." He still wanted to say a few more words.

Because Nan Jin has been paying special attention to variety shows before, the scouts should think that he is fascinated by the popularity, and he can't bear to see such a good seed disappear like this, so I'm here to talk about it .

"No need." Nan Jin said, "Reject those for me."

"Don't be stubborn, what I'm talking about is—huh?" The scout was taken aback.

"Reject them all, I will listen to you and act in class." Nan Jin repeated.