"Let's go! My heart is about to fly over there!"
"Don't be reckless, anchor, be steady"
"What's the point of being stable? Didn't Third Brother just leave Lhasa? The supplies are full. Let's go!"
“Qiangtang, Qiangtang!”
"Damn, if you're willing to wait, I'll buy a ticket and fly over to meet you right now!"
"Can you guys stop trying to set the tone? Streamer, stop messing around and just walk along the national highway."
"That's right, safety first!"
"Pingping, have you brought enough clothes? Is it cold in Tibet?"
"I want to see it now, right now!"
There was endless debate in the comments, but the sentence that occasionally floated by made Wang Ping a little stunned. What the hell, bring clothes? I won’t wear any clothes. I have a coat of fur and I won’t feel cold…
I quietly glanced at the scrolling chat box on the right, and sure enough, the person who posted that message was a familiar name: Little Lily.
"Tsk, you really live up to the name of kid." A badger secretly laughed and thought of the little girl in Aershan who liked to dress herself up.
"Oh, how about sending her two kilograms of tea later?"
After a while of struggling, someone saw a group of buildings similar to a highway service area in front of him. The map showed that this place was called Luoma Town. After passing this place, it was another 15 kilometers to Nagqu. This was considered an outpost and resting point on the south side of Nagqu. People who were transporting goods back and forth would usually stop here and have a meal.
Although it is called a town, the actual scope of Luoma Town is only a few hundred meters. There are more than a dozen flat-roofed houses with earth and stone structures unique to Tibetan areas. On the west side near the national highway, there are several restaurants with signs hanging on them. With the dirt road and yellow sand, it looks like the Peace Hotel.
The car stopped by the roadside, and Gu Laosan fiddled with the car's navigation system, studying the route.
Because someone just noticed that here, the map shows that there is a marked dirt road on the west side of the national highway, passing through the town and heading west to the Qiangtang Plateau. And further ahead, there will be a river called Nagqu between National Highway 109 and the plateau. Unless you continue to go north along the national highway and pass through Nagqu, you can only turn west here.
Gu Laosan made a rough calculation and concluded that if he continued to go to Nagqu as originally planned and then set off along the national highway in the afternoon, he might not be able to enter the Qaidam Plateau before dark.
So there is no doubt that someone, whose heart was already itching to see the beautiful scenery on the plateau, simply ignored the comments in the live broadcast room that advised the host to stay calm, turned off the national highway in front of a restaurant called "Passerby" on the left, and drove towards the west side of Roma Town.
But after driving a few hundred meters, a large courtyard surrounded by a mud wall appeared in front of the car, cutting off the dirt road shown on the navigation. Cursing the navigation system for being unreliable, Gu Laosan simply bypassed it and drove into the wilderness outside the town, heading west along the bumpy road.
As a result, the Wrangler slowed down and the picture in the live broadcast room began to shake. It drove about 1 kilometer and circled back to the dirt road before it stabilized.
Once here, we are already at the border of the Qiangtang Plateau. Wang Ping noticed that just to the south of the herders, there was a circular lake with a diameter of more than 200 meters, lying less than 2 kilometers away from the dirt road. Under the sunlight, the water was shimmering. On the south bank of the lake, a group of about 30 yaks were walking by the lake and drinking water.
Looking further south, there is another lake a few hundred meters away.
If you look down at the entire Qiangtang Plateau from the sky, you will find that in this wilderness, lakes of all sizes are scattered like pearls falling on a jade plate. Only at this time will people suddenly realize that there is such a huge water network on the plateau known as the "Third Pole of the World".
If barrage could send voice messages, a certain badger and a certain anchor would be able to hear exclamations of "Wow" right now.
While driving, Gu Laosan tried to find some words to describe it to everyone, or even to introduce it. Unfortunately, after a long time, he could only say: "Fuck! It's so beautiful." This was met with a lot of ridicule from the comments and a look of contempt from a badger.
Since he cannot compete in eloquence, a certain anchor can only compete in professionalism.
He secretly glanced at the name of the lake displayed on the navigation system, and secretly used his mobile phone to search on Baidu. Unfortunately, netizens are not so easy to fool. Everyone can search on Baidu. Before Gu Laosan could pose to show off, someone had already popularized the science in the live broadcast room.
Although it is just a picture, you can easily find the name of the lake outside the window on the map based on the rough estimate of the direction of the town of Roma that you just passed.
Unable to show off, a certain anchor seemed a little angry along the way.
After driving for about 20 minutes, we saw a row of flat-roofed houses made of earth and stone in front of the dirt road. Not far away, the Naqu River, which was more than 20 meters wide, flowed from north to south.
At the end of the dirt road, on the river bank, there is a cement bridge across the river. According to the map, this is the only bridge that can cross the Nagqu River within a radius of dozens of kilometers.
The building complex by the river should be a gathering place for highland herdsmen. In front of the houses on both sides of the road, you can see cattle and sheep in pens, and children wearing Tibetan-style clothes running and playing. When they see the herders passing by, they all look over curiously.
Gu Laosan rolled down the car window like a fool and waved to people. The strong wind coming in from the window blew away the beef jerky on Wang Ping's paw.
This is the beef jerky that Wang Ping bought himself with his mobile phone during the time when someone was "standing up" in Lhasa. It is pure Tibetan yak beef, with large pieces and lots of meat. One small piece can take half a day to chew. Gu Laosan was not surprised at all that the badger bought things by himself, because during the time when he was vomiting and having diarrhea, the only memory he had was that the furry little paws handed the mobile phone to him, and it must be the food that the badger wanted to buy.
Since Wang Ping's smoking addiction inexplicably eased, his appetite, which had been dormant for a while, revived. So when Gu Laosan was driving, eating with his paws in the passenger seat became Wang Ping's favorite.
If you really want to argue, half of the fans in the live broadcast room came here for the foodie in the secondary camera who was wearing a custom black T-shirt and hadn't stopped eating since the start of the live broadcast.
He looked down and saw the half-eaten piece of beef jerky rolling onto the foot mat under the seat. Given the badger's level of cleanliness, he would definitely not eat it again.
As Gu Laosan withdrew his waving arms from the window, he felt a pair of malicious gazes fixed on him. Turning his head, he saw Wang Ping's murderous face.
"Uh..." Someone's bright smile froze on his face.
"I bet a yacht that Brother San will get beaten up next" a comment quietly slid across the anchor room.
"Haha, on the same yacht with you!"
"Have you noticed that Boss Ping is becoming more and more humane now?"
“I really want to raise one.”
"Want to raise a honey badger? You must first have a strong body that can withstand beatings."