Enjoy

Game start.

Domestic venues are not as spacious as foreign venues, and most of the players come here for the first time to compete, and they still need to adapt after the warm-up.

Not long after the start of the race, the award for turning the corner first was won by another rider wearing a fluorescent green jersey. Jiang Langting fell to fourth and passed the second corner by two.

Halfway through the lap, the tires rolled up dust, and Jiang Langting still fell to No.2.

His center of gravity is sideways, and he may be unable to hold the bend at any time.

This kind of interesting open race is of a free nature, and what Jiang Langting rides is only the flagship sports model of a normal road bike.Although Xia Shao didn't quite understand it, it was obvious that Jiang Langting's car had been modified today, imitating Saimo and taking out the reflectors.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, and large-displacement motorcycles roared.

Some contestants collided behind the curve ring, and the audience exclaimed. After that, the atmosphere of the competition became more and more intense, and the figures of each contestant continuously flashed on the big screen.

The colors of the jerseys of all the players are different, and Xia Shao can identify them carefully, and he has to chat with fans in his live broadcast room while watching.

After taking a sip of the soda prepared by the staff, he adjusted the camera, his eyes still glued to the venue: "The big screen here is not very clear, are you watching the official broadcast?"

The comments in the live room are being brushed:

【exist!

look in!It's too exciting!

I feel that the state of Xiao Shaobo motorcycle is completely different from the previous state of Bobo racing hahahaha!Look stupid already~

How many players is Xiao Shao paying attention to?Look so seriously! 】

The comments were swiped too fast, Xia Shao glanced at the last two, his ears turned red, and he drank a few more mouthfuls of soda water in shock.

The sweet taste in his mouth made his eyes shine.

"Number One," Xia Shao admitted very calmly, "I'm looking at Number One."

As soon as the words were spoken, the live broadcast camera caught the No. [-] wearing an orange helmet, hunched over, and steadily taking the final attack towards the penultimate lap's ramp.

The field is not all flat roads, and at the end of a lap, there will be a steep dirt slope.

Looking all the way down, many players fell here.

Fortunately, the soil was soft enough, and there were no major problems at the scene. Even so, Xia Shao was still terrified.

What kind of sport is this?

Play your life, enjoy yourself——

and then?

Xia Shao remembers doing a show before, and added a "knight" who likes to run on the road. He once posted a photo of his back standing on the top of a mountain leaning on a motorcycle in Moments, with the text: "I know that maybe one day you will end my life life, but I still choose to love you."

While he was in a trance, the roar of the engine brought the atmosphere of the game to the peak again.

Rush up the slope, the two wheels leave the ground, and then fall steadily.

Jiang Langting overtook No.2 on the penultimate lap, fell behind from the lead, and is now firmly in second place, and then turned at a banked angle, winning the cheers of the audience.

The orange knight passed the last corner like a flying swallow, with amazing arm strength, his upper body was fixed on the motorcycle, and his shoulders and handlebars were always on the same level.

Xia Shao watched nervously, Jiang Langting tilted his shoulders, and couldn't help tilting his shoulders too. He held his breath and concentrated for a while before realizing that he was broadcasting live!

[@藤原打烧: Baby, are you so nervous because you bet on No. [-]? Hahahahaha! ! ! ! 】

Xia Shao suppressed a smile after reading the comments, then turned his head to look at Jiang Langting who was in control of the situation on the field.

Although it is still No.2, the overall speed is even, not in a hurry, it seems that only 60.00% of the energy is used.

He had to keep his eyes on Jiang Langting's arm, and found that his arm would occasionally bend suddenly, and then straighten and stay in the same place.

After finishing the last kick in a straight line, Jiang Langting crossed the finish line steadily.

He parked the motorcycle on the side of the road, touched the ground with his right foot, stepped out of the car, took the helmet, lowered his head, took the handkerchief handed over by the staff and put it on his shoulders, and glanced at the media seats.

Xia Shao felt from a distance that his eyes collided with Jiang Langting's.

Just a moment.

Seeing that the representative of the organizer came with a large stack of medal boxes, Xia Shao had no choice but to look away, and turned the camera back to the front, aiming at himself.

Seeing from the corner of the eye, the big screen didn't turn the camera to the "No. [-] contestant", Xia Shao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, that's right, today's competition is over here for the time being." He leaned closer to the screen and looked at the comments, "Let me introduce to you, this is the staff of the x-brand beverage sponsor and the host of our competition Party representative."

The representative of the organizer pushed the lens, and waved shyly when facing this kind of live camera for the first time.

"He prepared some commemorative medals and cash gifts for everyone. Those who want to participate in the lottery can leave a message in the live broadcast room, and a few will be selected to give away later!"

After the formulaic introduction, Xia Shao took a look at the extremely exquisite commemorative badge in his hand, and continued: "I hope everyone can pay more attention to their official Weibo!"

When the awards began, Xia Shao was invited by the organizer to take a group photo with the signing wall. He didn't turn off the live broadcast and went directly.

Because he had to communicate with fans and introduce the situation on the spot, Xia Shao walked and retreated while holding the live broadcast machine. There was a lawn in the middle of the field, and the terrain was different in depth.

There are people who join in the fun casting curious glances, Xia Shao also tried his best to hold his expression.

"Make way, please make way," the staff who helped maintain order stopped the audience who came to see him, "Everyone, don't block the way, thank you!"

"Today's game is over, I should go to the company later... eh? What's for dinner? I haven't figured it out yet. What do you guys eat?"

After finishing speaking, he squinted his eyes to look at the comments in the live broadcast room, and while stepping back, he said, "If you take a group photo, you won't know how good it is until after the shooting. I will post it on Weibo when the organizer sends it to me. By the way, There seems to be another game tomorrow, and everyone who is interested can continue to pay attention!"

The comments made his eyes hurt, and he only hated why the Weibo live broadcast could not increase the font size.

"Well, I'm going to take a picture and I'm about to leave," Xia Shao said. "I'm going to visit the place where they put the real Saimo later. It's not convenient for live broadcasting. But I will ask my assistant to help with the video and make it later. Share it with everyone in the form of a video..."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Shao felt something hit his back.

Hot, like a wall.

No, it's people.

Comments quickly popped up in the live room:

[@烧宝是三岁今天: Xiao Shao, you bumped into someone! 】

Before he could react, Xia Shao said "I'm sorry", turned his head, and bumped into Jiang Langting's eyes head-on.

The latter stood calmly, and the helmet was put on again at some point, no wonder it hurt just now.

The man's goggles were being wiped up, exposing his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on himself.

"You hit me," Jiang Langting's voice sounded muffled under the helmet, "Anchor."

Xia Shao was stunned for a moment, almost forgot that he was broadcasting live, and immediately turned the camera up to avoid Jiang Langting: "I'm sorry!"

Jiang Langting glanced at his camera, then walked away to the open space.

"It doesn't matter, you continue." He said.

The collision made Xia Shao almost speechless.

He didn't seem to see the comments in the live broadcast room, "It's number one!", "Is the clothes number one?", etc. He quickly made a summary of today's live broadcast, pointed out the way to cooperate with Weibo, and shared with everyone After saying goodbye, he quickly turned off the live broadcast.

Due to the noisy venue, Xia Shao said goodbye to the fans loudly. Jiang Langting, wearing a black mirror, stood by the podium to take pictures with others like a sculpture, and heard everything.

Due to his identity restriction, he is not able to appear in full face.

Half of the face is covered under the lens, looking at the camera...

In fact, all eyes were on the big anchor.

"Come on, this is Xia Shao, a very famous anchor," the organizer staff introduced to Jiang Langting in a low voice, "There are 3000 million fans on Weibo."

"En." Jiang Langting nodded.

The staff made gestures to the photographer while walking: "Second brother Jiang, can you take a photo with him?"

"Yeah." He continued to nod.

"Can you? Mr. Xia." The staff member stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture to him.

Xia Shao also nodded.

He took a step to the side, his heart beating faster.

The two stood together stupidly, the photographer set up the SLR and raised his countdown hand.

Jiang Langting turned his face to look at Xia Shao, lowered his head, and took off his sunglasses.

Xia Shao subconsciously turned his head to watch his movements.

The photographer didn't grasp the timing well, and pressed the shutter with a trembling hand, and the flash attracted the attention of other people present.

"Are you finished?" No.3 wiped off the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Let's take a picture together?"

"It's Xia Shao!" Someone shouted at the awarding platform.

Many people have heard of it even if they haven't watched the live broadcast. After all, the tens of millions of Internet celebrity anchors, this voice caught the eyes of many people, and they all looked this way unconsciously.

As soon as the eyes came over, the body moved accordingly, Xia Shao felt squeezed.

"Come here." Jiang Langting said to him.

While talking, Jiang Langting moved to the side space, pointed to the other side, and signaled Xia Shao to stand over.

There were too many people around, and the organizer held the microphone to maintain order, saying that they were all contestants and special guests, let's take a group photo together.

The staff brought the group photo booth, and everyone was pushing and jostling, and it was too late to get a good position. Some people almost fell down, and some people shouted why they didn't take pictures.

Xia Shao turned his face to the side, all his attention was on Jiang Langting.

Watch his sweat drip into his neckline, slide down his Adam's apple, and hide quietly in his cycling jacket, like a stream.

"Your face is so red." Jiang Langting glanced at Xia Shao, as if nothing happened.

He covered his mouth and pretended to cough, covering up the existence of this sentence, and no one noticed.

But Xia Shao heard it.

He touched his earlobe, his hands trembled from the heat, he quickly retracted, put his hands down vertically, and put them on the hem of his trousers.

Xia Shao raised his head, tried his best to ignore the influence Jiang Langting had brought on him, and put on his best state to face the flashing camera.

Click.

As soon as the flash light came on, the photographer raised his knife and dropped it.

The second photo of Xia Shao and Jiang Langting was born.

The first group photo has been included in the category of "snapshot", and it was not posted on the official Weibo, but was sent to the staff in charge of handing over Xia Shao in the form of the original picture.

When I received this photo, Natsu Shao was returning home from the competition venue, just got out of the shower, and planned to lie down on the bed and take a good rest.

The picture is huge, a full 6m, and he really stopped applying body lotion, stared at the screen, and waited for the original picture to be downloaded successfully.

The picture is ready, Xia Shao enlarged the picture with his fingertips.

The background is the clean blue sky in the suburbs of the city in the afternoon, and the background board is scribbled with messy names——

Xia Shao, who was wearing a dark blue sweater, and Jiang Langting, who was wearing a cycling suit, stood side by side.

One is looking sideways at the other.

The person being watched lowered his head slightly, just in time to take off his sunglasses, which only covered half of his chin.

Move your finger to zoom in.

Xia Shao looked at the screen nervously, skipped over his overly superior jaw line, and his eyes that were shining against the sun, all his attention was on the "distance" between two people, which was not counted as distance.

There is no safe distance belonging to strangers.

There is no stiffness, artificiality and rustiness.

Xia Shao could only see that under the high-definition lens, the stars in his eyes were as clear as the corners of Jiang Langting's smiling lips.

As if being scalded by a mobile phone, Xia burned it and buckled it face down in the quilt, grabbed the sheet tightly, and beat the soft mattress twice uncontrollably——

original!

He also sniggers.