The audience in front of the screen held their breath, and unknown emotions surged in their hearts. Just as they waited together for the figure to turn around and face the camera—
There is only one hand left in the picture.
Fair and clean, slender, with well-defined joints.
Like an exquisite work of art, it reveals a sense of pampering and luxury. Just standing quietly in the picture is pleasing to the eye.
Hands are really beautiful...
But why did Mao suddenly give a close-up
The people watching the live broadcast behind the terminal couldn't help but want to pick their nostrils, and then pop it on the photographer's forehead—why did they suddenly cut the screen when they were admiring the beauty's back!
In the next second, the camera zoomed out, and the profile of Marshal Sells appeared on the screen, while the hand was staying in front of the Marshal.
Everyone: "..."
This angle... Taking the Marshal as a reference, the previous back and the current hand must belong to the same person.
Immediately afterwards, everyone was shocked to see that their idol held the hand that was handed over by the other party very naturally.
The high-definition camera faithfully recorded the whole process. The owner of the hand pulled the marshal from the seat, and their marshal didn't seem to resist, and took the other side of the seat with him.
"..."
"???"
"!!!"
Everyone's hearts fluctuated.
what did they see
This hand easily took their marshal away
Not only that, after the two of them settled down in their new seats, Marshal Seers graciously peeled the grapes for the owner! Could it be that besides Dia and Andrew, behind the marshal there is an unknown but very close mysterious friend
…
No, they don't know much about the way of getting along in the circle of the imperial capital.
—What is the operation of peeling grapes
Seeing their idols gently talking and laughing with the people around them, countless people have the same idea by coincidence: to have a straight face and a close-up! Brother photographer, please take care!
However, the photography buddies can't satisfy their wishes.
Looking at a bunch of real-time comments, the live broadcast team of the opening ceremony of the Hunting Festival felt extremely aggrieved.
They have already risked violating the orders of their superiors, showing their backs with fear, and even gave close-ups of their hands. If there is more to reveal... I'm afraid they will lose their jobs collectively.
The significance of the close-up of the hand is very profound-this is the first public hand in hand between Prince Naren and the Marshal.
The two departments have been at odds for many years, and this holding hands is very likely to be a signal of reconciliation, which has extremely high news value and has a serious and serious representative meaning.
As for the frivolous remarks of "licking, licking", it is simply nonsense! Too unstable!
"Face to face, face to face..." was swiped all over the screen
So the photographer compromised.
He showed a straight face.
"..."
angry! No one wants to see Princess Salsa's face at all!
With sullen faces, a group of watchers bent their fingers and rubbed their wrists, preparing for an overwhelming online condemnation of the camera team.
At this time, Princess Shasha was rushing towards their marshal... side. No one cared what she said, only saw her pause for a moment, as if she was listening to the person on the other side.
Not long after, she trembled and ran away angrily.
Looking at the expression, it seems that there is still a little sadness.
People are boiling.
"Xiao Gongju is deflated?"
"what happened?"
"Which kind of god is this, who ran away, the famous lady of the century at the center of our universe?"
"It's not easy."
“… being a photographer is not easy.”
"Chicken is very much eaten on the first day of the festival."
"Inexplicably refreshing."
"..."
If it wasn't for the background music and the opening song of the hunting festival, it would have been like a personal meeting with the marshal.
Next, the photographer began to turn the frame to other people.
The hunting festival is about to begin and everyone is seated. His Majesty the Emperor walked slowly to the high platform in the middle under the eyes of all the people. According to the past tradition, he will hold a scepter and recite praises to remember his ancestors, and finally announce the official start of the seven-day hunting festival.
However, this year, His Majesty's scepter is missing.
While it's no secret, people still felt a sense of loss after seeing the emperor's empty palms.
So I hated the Zongxing people who entered the country even more.
After His Majesty's speech, he sat back at the exclusive seat. Those who sat with him were all retired national treasure-level elders, among them was the old Prince Sharvie.
His deep gaze passed through the crowd and landed directly on his own son, with a particularly frightening aura.
Especially when the youngest son picked up the boy from the Monte family, the old prince's aura reached its peak.
The live broadcast ended when the emperor left the field. The following game session is purely entertainment among nobles and celebrities. After the event, Marshall would have someone come up with a short news report, and Channel One would release clips from the day.
The terrible thing is that until the last moment, the photographer still refused to give the mysterious man a positive face.
The audience who were not present were furious. Although this has been the case over the years, this year is really uncomfortable.
Can't wait to drop the terminal!
What kind of hot chicken photographer, who is so self-conscious, is trying to panic to death!
Who is the man next to Sells? !
The wise people went to Princess Shasha's account to leave a message. First, they praised the princess's beauty and character, and then hinted that she is very suitable for the marshal. After layers of flattery, they finally asked the key question. : Who bullied you at the ceremony
— There is no way, Xiao Gongju is soft but not hard.
For the sake of the truth, it is worth putting on a little vest and saying something against your will!
Everyone tacitly.
However, Xiao Gongju seemed to be irritated at the celebration, and he couldn't recover for a long time. Unintentionally surfing the Internet, naturally I don't know about everyone's ardent praise.
They waited for a long time, but did not see her reply.
disappointment.
In the hunting ground, there is harmony.
Everyone present did not expect that there would be a wave of gossip coming.
The host of the hunting festival came on stage soon, a man and a woman, all familiar faces. They will read out the schedule for the next match and draw lots on the spot.
Under the stage, Sells whispered to Nalen: "You really didn't do anything?"
Of course I did. Nalen said firmly, "No."
Sells sighed: "If we are divided into a team, we can advance and retreat together."
Naren thought, but that would take away the incentive for him to win. After all, the purpose of his competition is to win the lottery after victory.
The ancestors of the Yasha people were very good at hunting, and they lived in areas where the land was barren. When crops were difficult to grow, hunting became their main source of food.
Even in the vicissitudes of life, tens of thousands of years have passed, the Asha people have not forgotten their roots.
Only the form of celebration has changed.
The Species Protection Law does not allow any killing for "pleasure", and the era of honoring "the number of prey shot" is long gone. Game hunting these days is more of a friendly activity that entertains the mind and body.
The game is divided into two teams, the hunter team and the prey team.
Participants will be randomly assigned to a team, then put on an identity badge, and thrown into the vast jungle of the Royal Hunting Ground. When two teams meet on a narrow road, the loser will be included in the winner's team, whether by outwit or by force. When the time is up, the system will count the number of each team, and the one with the most wins.
For example, if the final statistical result is that the Hunter team has 51 players and the Prey team has 49 players, then the Hunter team wins.
Even after a round of melee, the contestant's status as a hunter was forced into the enemy team and became one of the prey, he was still the winner.
Therefore, until the last moment, there is no way to judge who wins and who loses.
Even if you are defeated at the beginning and are engraved with the enemy's mark, you may become a winner.
This is a group event, and a single victory is not enough to seal the deal.
The value of force is not as good as His Royal Highness the Prince of Sells, and he is very satisfied with the rules of this game.
The results of the team allocation will come out soon.
The names of Nalen and Sells were separated without any suspense.
Hunter team Sayers, prey team Nalen.
Naren evoked a slight smile, then quickly suppressed it, pretending to regret: "It seems that we can't be together this time."
Sells looked at him without much disappointment in his eyes, and he said, "It's okay, maybe you and I will be in the first team soon."
Nalen: "..." No, it won't.
"Ah, I am also the prey team, when the time comes, we will form a companion together?"
A female voice suddenly intervened in the conversation between the two.
Nalen looked back and found that the other party looked familiar - among the women with long hair in skirts, the general's daughter with a ponytail and boots looked very heroic.
"Mola." He remembered, the person who secretly photographed him on the sunset volcano, a well-known female anchor, and the blind date that his old father gave him.
Maura smiled, as if pleased that Naren remembered her. Then she kindly made a request to form a team.
The jungle is very deep, and no one knows how many enemies are lurking near the randomly dropped location. At this time, it is much easier to make an appointment with a partner in advance than to fight alone.
Nalen didn't think for long before agreeing to her request.
"Yes. But I don't want strange photos to leak out after the game." Some things must be clarified in advance.
You must know that when he went down the mountain to the small clinic, there was no one there, and he thought he would not be discovered by anyone, but he never expected that when he didn't know, Mora's live broadcast camera was aimed at him.
What a horrible woman!
The bearded photo in Sells' hand came from her.
Mora waved her hand awkwardly, took out the mini camera from her trouser pocket, and showed her cooperative attitude with actions.
"I'm sorry for the facts last time."
She didn't know the deeper truth, and only thought that the backside photos secretly taken at Sunset Volcano were discovered by the prince. This matter is indeed irrational for her to upload her photos to the online public platform without the permission of others, even if it is just a back view, it can be called offensive.