Chapter 1294

"Yes."

Bo Qichen turned around, but he glanced at the photographer. The photographer was sweating on his forehead. "What can I do for you?"

"How do you contact photographers?"

"Oh, we have a walkie talkie. As long as it's not too far away, we can get in touch."

There is generally no signal on the mountain, and the program team does not allow guests to bring mobile phones.

Bo Qichen stretched out his hand and the photographer was stunned.

"Give me the walkie talkie."

“……”

The other side

Tang Qingge, who was regarded as a child, started an operation to startle the audience and fans in front of the camera after going up the mountain. Bo Qichen asked her to find the weeds she found easily. Now she is under a peach tree, looking up at the pink peaches in the tree. While her eyes are greedy, she seems to be thinking about how to pick a peach.

The peach tree is three meters high, and the peaches on the tree can't be picked when they jump up.

"How can we get it? Let's just do what we can!"

"Yes, yes, for two peaches."

People before the live broadcast urged her to give up!

As a result, she didn't know where to find the small knife!!!

Photographer, "!!!"

Wait, didn't you just hand in everything? Where did she get the knife?

After a 'brush', something flew past the camera. The photographer didn't catch it, nor did the people watching the live broadcast. Then the next second, the peach fell to the ground.

"Brush" and "brush" are two more times, a total of a dozen peaches fell down.

In the live broadcasting room, "..."

Are they blind?

What on earth flew past their eyes?!

Fans, "!!!"

Lying in the trough, they seem to find a wonderful skill for idols!

Tang Qingge picked up all the peaches, threw them into his bag, and looked up for a few seconds.

Live broadcasting room, "..."

"What is she looking at?"

"I don't know!"

A few seconds later, Tang Qingge threw away his bag, estimated the height, stepped back five steps, stared at the peach tree, suddenly stepped on the ground, got up and climbed up the tree!

Live broadcasting room, "!!!"

I!!!

Slot!!!!!

The photographer did not know what to say. He felt that he was not shooting a parent-child variety show. Just then, a voice came from the intercom.

"Your name is Li Da, isn't it?"

The photographer's name was Li Da, and he responded, "are you... President Bo?!"

"Yes."

No wonder he can hear it. It's really a very recognizable voice!

"Is she by your side?"

"What can I do for you, Mr. Bo?"

There was a long silence.

"Take good care of her. I can fulfill your wish."

"Well..."

The photographer looked up at Tang Qingge in the tree and swallowed his saliva.

He thought it was unnecessary?

"Don't worry, Mr. Bo. I will take good care of Miss Tang."

Tang Qingge received all the knives he had just thrown into his pocket. Then he jumped down from the tree, clapped his hands, and went on to the next place.

The photographer only had time to take a cool picture of her.

The live broadcasting room has been fried!

"I didn't expect my cub's force was worth breaking the watch. Isn't it great that my cub covered it up?"

"My baby shot a play, picked a peach, climbed a tree. What else can't my baby do?"

There was black powder on it, roast, "cutting is just climbing a tree? I knew this kind of thing when I was a child. If she had the ability, she would start a company! What is it to know these tricks and embroidered legs?"

"We can do it!"