summer monsoon

Ji Xinghui sent the new project plan to Jin Yue.Main title Lonely Planet.

Fifteen minutes later, Jin Yue's call came in.

"Ji Xinghui, it's a shame to work here. I think you're going to be popular." Jin Yue sighed.

"Beauty, you have been dealing with the system for a long time. Many young people are doing this subject." Ji Xing choked on her.

However, they are mainstream media, and their influence is not at the same level as self-media.If self-media is aimed at the younger generation and leads the trend, then mainstream media has a greater influence on the general public.This is a business opportunity, and it is also a window to guide the society to overthrow many inherent concepts.

For the word loneliness, there are still many people who look at it with obvious sadness.Especially in front of the elders, it seems that 'alone' can't live a good life at all.They want you to have friends, a partner, kids, and a social circle.

But times have changed.More and more people, avoiding crowds, enjoy solitude.

The sense of freedom thanks to loneliness is unstoppable, and it also fulfills all independent and different human beings.

What Lonely Planet wants to convey is such a sense of freedom.

You don't have to pay attention to those established social stereotypes, and you don't have to be commented as having a personality flaw and having no friends, let alone being lonely.You can boldly pursue the journey of freedom alone.

Because people are born lonely.In this life with no return, you can let go of the shackles and embrace the stars and seas you love.

As the first live travel program in China, there are 12 episodes in the whole season, with a total of 4 trips across mountains and seas.

If you are still a little timid, then I will be your eyes to see the world.

The first stop is Xianluo not far away.A country with a tropical monsoon climate for most of its area, Xianluo means freedom in the local language.Cities, mountains, islands. The 4-day journey is very tight, and it is a huge test for a duo with only anchors and cameras.

Ji Xinghui reconfirmed the itinerary again and again. The first day was the delicious food on the corner of the city and the gorgeous temple buildings, the second day was the dense forest and the river, and the third day was the island.

In order to increase the traffic of the live video broadcast, the company has been promoting it on various platforms since half a month ago. Ji Xinghui is the anchor of the first live travel program, and his photos also appear on various video websites along with the program introduction.

"Ji Xinghui, I think you're going to be hot." Jin Yue was a little sullen.

"Not at all. Besides, wouldn't it be hot?" Ji Xinghui was actually a little scared.

"It's not bad, I now have a feeling that only good things I know have been exposed." Jin Yue said, "But this way, it may be closer to your university major."

Originally prepared to never appear in front of the screen, Ji Xinghui also found it a bit unbelievable to suddenly return in this form after leaving for so long.

The photography lighting and radio equipment were fully turned on, and Ji Xinghui walked not far in front, leaving most of his back for the screen.They walked along the street all the way in the summer when there is only tropical monsoon. The windows here are always colorful and cool, and there is almost no temperature difference between day and night.

The people here have dark complexion, and within a few meters of the road, there is a similar fruit stand. Ji Xinghui walked up and talked with the locals in English.It's a pity that the old man only understands the English pronunciation of Arabic numerals.He bought two mini pineapples, and each of them ate one with the photographer while walking.Passing by the dilapidated neighborhood, the people on the side of the road greeted them warmly, and they didn't seem to mind entering the country.

It's so hot, Ji Xing recalled.For him, this summer was too long.

He didn't like this season at first, it was hot and humid, and the flowers and trees were luxuriant.He prefers the winter when he was born, when everything is dormant.His father told him that Xinghui means December, when the stars return to their original positions.

But in December in many places on the earth, the sun is still in the sky, the night is short and the day is long.

He turned around and walked backwards, saying hello to the camera: "Hello everyone, I took you all to press the road for a while, how do you feel?"

On Saturday, Lin Fengliang stayed at the coffee shop run by the club at the gate of the training ground during his lunch break.I took out my phone and opened Times, but there was no update.

Mr. A has never been without updates for such a long time. He saw that fans’ comments are increasing every day. Many people have the same doubts as him, and some even start to worry about whether something happened to Mr. A in reality.

something wrong?are you sick?

Afternoons are one-on-one ballet lessons.

Xiao Ci found that Lin Fengliang was a little absent-minded.It seems that there is nothing wrong with the movements, but he seems to be unable to hear Xiao Ci's words.

"Lin Fengliang! How many times is this!" Xiao Ci's face was suddenly close at hand, Lin Fengliang was startled.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"You still ask me what's wrong, you haven't kept up with every time you change your movements, and I remind you that you can't hear it." Xiao Ci asked: "Do you have something on your mind?"

"Well... I don't know why I can't calm down. I'm sorry." Lin Fengliang sat down directly on the ground.He always thought of the first time he met Ji Xinghui, that person grabbed him tightly like drowning.I haven't shown up for so long, is he sick?

"Then come here first, you go back and rest." Seeing that he really couldn't keep up his spirits, Xiao Ci let go of his fake pat on the shoulder, turned and left.

Lin Fengliang was the only one left in the practice room. He took out his phone again and found that it had only been a few hours, and suddenly there were hundreds of fans' messages.Everyone's tone was pleasantly surprised, they were discussing a live broadcast.Flipping further, someone threw a link to a video.Lin Fengliang went in and found that the live broadcast had just ended, and he happened to miss it.

The title of the live broadcast room is, Lonely Planet.

Below the dark video frame is the main creative team. Ji Xinghui's profile picture is ranked first. This time, the photo does not have a mask. It is a standard work photo, with a white shirt, black-rimmed glasses, and hair that looks blown. However, he smiled very restrained, as if he was carefully covering up his enduring student temperament.

Next to the avatar is written: Ji Xinghui (anchor/planner).

Lin Fengliang only knew that he was a magazine editor and had a private Times account, so he was still an anchor. . .

The people in the comment area hadn't dispersed yet, so Lin Fengliang read one by one.

—The anchor brother is so good-looking!I announce that Ji Xinghui is my new wall head!

—Who said I don't want to take a walk-and-go trip, I just need such a tour guide to take me!

—Ahhh, the host is so cute, I'll give you my life.

— It’s so enjoyable to see how delicious everything he eats, I’m hungry.

Half of the comment section is discussing the local cultural landscape, and the other half is discussing the host himself.Lin Fengliang suddenly felt a little strange. He was the only one who knew what Mr. A looked like under the mask. It was his own secret.But later, he became Mr. A to thousands of people.

He clicked and selected the comments to be sorted by popularity. The first one was an eye-catching fan group advertisement.

He read the website registration agreement one by one, and clicked OK.Edit profile, apply to join the fan group.

almost seconds pass

"Welcome newcomers! Welcome DearDeer!"

There are hundreds of people in the group.

Lin Fengliang knew that he seemed to have a fan base before, and the company's publicity department was in charge, and he never asked.In the beginning, the little girl in the publicity department would share some fan information with him from time to time, but every time she was answered with the word "um", she gradually stopped being courteous.

Is that what the fan base is like?

——Attention everyone, the maximum number of people in each group is 1000. Seeing today's speed, we will soon open two groups and three groups.Everyone should live in harmony, and remember that fans' opinions and idols pay for it!Keep your mouth shut and don't go out to recruit gangsters!We are just getting started and we still need your cooperation!I am not talented, so I can be regarded as half an insider, and I will be a fan group administrator in the future.If there is any news, I will inform everyone as soon as possible, thank you for liking Ji Xinghui!The little brother can be salty and sweet to invest in shares, thank you for liking!

The name of the administrator is 'Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle'.

The sky is full of little stars.Still an insider.

Although Ji Xinghui was not sick or had any accidents, and even had a new window to follow him, Lin Fengliang couldn't be happy at all.After watching the program preview, there will be a live broadcast at 7:[-] tonight.

The program schedule is every Saturday and Sunday, with one and a half hours of live broadcast at noon and evening.Today's first match was not crowded, and the peak number of people was less than [-].

Ji Xing looked back at Jin Yue in the work group with a very satisfied look.

——Ji Xing replied that you must be popular!

——Qu Jing said that your first fan group is almost full, how long has it been.

Jin Yue and Qu Jing didn't know what kind of relationship they had. When they learned that the live broadcast was about to be released, Qu Jing volunteered to help Ji Xinghui manage the fan group, and claimed to be half an insider.The two of them met once in total. They spent less than three hours at the milk tea shop, and then went to eat a hot pot.

Ji Xing recalled that Qu Jing asked him, "Why are you suddenly interested in figure skating gossip? Did you read the recent negative news about Lin Fengliang?"

"Well, I've seen him before. I always feel that something is wrong." Ji Xinghui scooped up and down in the pot with his hairy belly in his hands.

"Sure, there are quite a few people who want to take this opportunity to mess with him." Qu Jing blew the mutton slices from the cold bowl and stuffed them into her mouth, and said vaguely: "After all, the club he belongs to cannot be the dominant player, except for the club's internal The up-and-comer Zhou Bingxing, as well as the top executives of the Bingshan Club, Zhou Bingxing is quite courageous on his own."

It was only this time that Ji Xinghui found out that Lin Fengliang's club, Snowflakes, has been taking all the men's and women's singles places in the international figure skating competitions for more than ten years.And the opponent Bingshan, who rose from the pair skating a few years ago, also intends to get a share of the single skating.For several consecutive years, they have thrown olive branches to Lin Fengliang, but Lin Fengliang never responded.

"So you think this anonymous incident may be the cooperation between insiders and Bingshan?" Ji Xinghui picked up his chopsticks and found that the hairy belly slices were gone. He looked down and found that it had rolled to Qu Jing's place along the bottom of the boiling soup. side.Qu Jing picked it up and winked at him and said, "Thank you senior~"

"Senior, do you have a girlfriend?" Qu Jing asked.

"No." Ji Xinghui replied directly.

"What do you think of me?" Qu Jing asked him frankly without being shy at all.

"You are beautiful. But I don't like girls." Ji Xinghui was also very frank. Qu Jing was both a peer and a colleague.Their generation has always been more receptive to different romantic relationships than their parents' generation.

"You don't like girls, do you like boys? It's just a refusal to confess, why don't you have such a strange style of painting!" Qu Jing laughed and knocked down the half-drinked cup of sour plum soup.

"You don't call it a confession, it's the first time we've met, and we're always chatting about sports scandals and gossip." Ji Xing returned the tissue.

"I'm Yan Kong, you have a pretty face, so I couldn't help asking, anyway, there's a lot of meat." Qu Jing wiped the table and then wiped her mouth.

"... Beauty, can you wipe your mouth first... The table is so dirty." Ji Xinghui shook his head helplessly.