The video of swans migrating south has completely gone viral.
Especially the scene of the swan hovering in the sky of Qige Lake before flying away has become an indelible and beautiful memory in the hearts of many people.
Huaqing University, in the office.
An old man was correcting a research paper written by his students on the habits of birds. At this time, one of his students, Wang Sheng, hurriedly knocked on the door and walked in.
This old man's name is Lin Qingqiu. He is a professor of biology at Huaqing University, specializing in animal biology research.
"Professor Lin, have you seen the video today?" Wang Sheng said in surprise.
"What video?" Lin Qingqiu raised his head and asked.
"It's the video of the swans migrating south. All the swans circle around the lake. The scene is very spectacular." Wang Sheng described what he saw today, looking very excited.
Lin Qingqiu shook his head and said: "It must be fake. The swans migrating south will fly away in groups and will never circle around the lake."
After hearing his words, Wang Sheng immediately took out his mobile phone, found the video, and handed it over.
"Professor, look, this is the live broadcast of Ning Guanzhu this morning. The swans are really circling the lake." Wang Sheng said again.
Hearing his words, Lin Qingqiu held his eyes and glanced briefly. This glance didn't matter, his attention was immediately attracted by the swans.
Lin Qingqiu looked at the pictures in the video carefully, observing the swan's condition with all his concentration.
"Is there a more complete video?" Lin Qingqiu raised his head and asked Wang Sheng seriously.
"Yes, yes, I have a recording here." As he said that, Wang Sheng played out the entire recording of Ning Fei.
Lin Qingqiu asked him to copy all the videos to the computer and then study them on the computer.
During this period, he zoomed in on Ning Fei's live video and carefully observed the shape of the swan.
Wang Sheng had been standing by. Lin Qingqiu had watched the video several times, but he didn't say a word and frowned slightly.
"Professor, do you have any questions?" Wang Sheng couldn't help but ask.
"Why are these swans circling?" Lin Qingqiu seemed to be talking to himself and said in confusion.
"Guanzhu Ning said it's because the swans are saying goodbye to Qige Lake and are grateful for the place that raised them." Wang Sheng replied from the side.
After hearing what he said, Lin Qingqiu glanced at him, shook his head, and said:
"This is simply not true. I have never heard of swans using this method to express their gratitude to a certain body of water."
“All the swans were circling, and the swan calls were filled with respect and excitement.”
"As if. As if you are worshiping something?"
"Pilgrimage?" Wang Sheng couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard Professor Lin's words, "Professor, it's unlikely."
"Look carefully, where is the center of the swan's circling?" Lin Qingqiu played the video and pointed at the screen.
The direction of the video is a bit misaligned. It was shot from behind Ning Fei. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to focus on the center of the swan's true hovering.
But Wang Sheng had a good sense of three-dimensional space. He looked at it carefully, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.
He saw that Ning Fei was in the center of the circling swan.
"You mean," Wang Sheng swallowed and said nervously, "are these swans circling around Master Ning?"
"That's right, not only that, but the swans also express their respect and joy by making sounds." Lin Qingqiu became more and more confused and frowned.
"But why is this?"
After hearing Lin Qingqiu's analysis, Wang Sheng felt that his brain paused for a moment.
If Professor Lin is right, then isn't Guanzhu Ning really an immortal
Of course, Wang Sheng did not say this. If he came to this conclusion in front of his mentor, he was afraid that he would not want to graduate.
However, when Wang Sheng thought about Ning Fei's behavior before, he felt that his idea might actually be right.
Ning Guanzhu appeared in Qige Lake, and the swans circled around him before migrating south, and even shouted in respect.
There is no other reasonable explanation for this except that Ning Fei is an immortal.
At this moment, Ning Fei was riding a horse galloping in the desert.
The barrage was still discussing the swan's vision just now.
Ning Fei didn't particularly care about this.
Yesterday we went uphill, so the speed was relatively slow. Today we went downhill, so the speed was actually much faster.
The wolves in the desert were once again attracted by Ning Fei. They raised their heads and took a look. After seeing the speed of the black horse, they continued to wander with their heads lowered without the slightest thought of preying.
After crossing the desert and arriving at the grassland, Ning Fei slowed down.
Hei Shuai started to jog leisurely, and Ning Fei sat upright, holding the little fox in his arms, feeling the breeze of the grassland blowing in his face.
After experiencing the Swan incident, Hei Shuai and Xiao Hu respect and like Ning Fei even more.
These two guys are spiritual, and they can feel that the swan is worshiping Ning Fei.
Then, Ning Fei returned to the tribe all the way, and it was only around three o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at the gate of the tribe.
At this time, people in the tribe who were taking their lunch break had already gotten up and started getting busy.
Ning Fei jumped off Heishuai, stroked him, said "Thank you for your hard work", and asked Heishuai to leave.
Black Commander returns to his own grassland.
Back at the tribe, Ning Fei saw Ma Yao practicing archery with two other young men at the archery range.
He was immediately interested, so he went back to the room, put down his backpack, and walked to the archery range.
When Xiao Quan and Xiao Fei saw Ning Fei coming back, they couldn't wait to follow him. They ran behind Ning Fei and jumped excitedly.
"Ning Fei, you're back. I heard from Li Yan that your live broadcast has caused a sensation again." Ma Yao said with a smile when he saw Ning Fei appear.
Ning Fei shrugged and said, "I'm lucky. I happened to encounter swans migrating south, and the scene was quite spectacular."
"That's because you are good at discovering, so people on the grassland will not think of going so far to see the wild geese migrating south." Ma Yao said with a smile.
"What are you doing? Practicing archery?" Ning Fei asked, looking at the archery range.
"Yes, at the Naadam Conference some time ago, the people in the tribe were at the bottom of their grades. My father was very angry and said that we were really embarrassed, so he has been asking to practice recently." Ma Yao sighed and said.
The Naadam Festival is a traditional festival here. It is held in July and August every year. It has fixed venues, some in districts and towns, and some in banners and counties.
At that time, herdsmen from various regions will gather together for entertainment and games, including wrestling, archery, horse riding and other competitions.
Ning Fei thought about it and smacked his lips. He felt a little regretful that he missed the bustling Naadam Conference.
He likes the traditional festivals of ethnic minorities very much. He went to see the Water Splashing Festival before and was splashed all over.
Of course, it was also because he looked handsome. There were a lot of girls chasing him, and there was really nothing he could do.
"Did you participate? What was the result?" Ning Fei asked.
Ma Yao shrugged, with a "you know" expression.
Also, Ma Yao has been in college these years and doesn't like to exercise much. He can't compare with a strong man who lives on the grassland and is involved in horseback riding and wrestling.
"We admire strong men. You don't know how powerful those powerful wrestlers are." Ma Yao praised.
Ning Fei had no idea about this.
He glanced at the target in the distance and asked, "Can I play with this arrow?"
Ma Yao nodded, "Of course."
The arrows here are completely different from the archery we usually play. The target is very far away. It is a wooden stake with something like a hemp rope wrapped around it. It is surrounded by a ring with a red heart in the middle.
The shape is similar to the target that Stephen Chow shoots in "Su Qier".
Moreover, the bows on the grassland are relatively hard. If you are not strong enough, you may not even be able to pull the bow string.
"Ning Guan is about to shoot arrows!"
"Master Ning Guan is a master of archery. I still remember the scene before!"
"Yes, archery was the most popular skill among the ancient Chinese armies."
"Is the target here so far away? Can it be shot?"
"You underestimate us Mongolians. We have been practicing archery since we were young. The best archers are mounted archers. It is difficult to hit the red heart when riding an arrow."
While the netizens were talking, Ning Fei had already picked up the bow.
He has been fond of bows and arrows since he was a child, and now that he saw such a professional training ground, he felt a little itchy.
He held the arrow on the bowstring, and with a sudden pull, he stretched the bowstring into a full moon.
This gesture made Ma Yao's eyes light up.
Then, Ning Fei aimed with one eye, immediately found the bullseye, and released his hand.
"Whoosh!"
The bow and arrow galloped away, and there was a sound of breaking through the sky. But in a moment, there was only a "pop" sound, and the bow and arrow had been firmly planted on the target.
Hit the red heart.
Ma Yao had already guessed the result, but when he saw the arrow stuck behind the bullseye, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"As expected of you!" Ma Yao praised.
This sentence was one of the catchphrases in their dormitory at that time. There were always some special catchphrases among the buddies who lived together.
For example, if someone sends a love letter or buys drinks for Ning Fei, or if Ning Fei takes the first grade in the exam and wins the basketball game, his roommate will say to him with a little envy and a little contempt: " As expected of you”
For another example, if they encounter something very fucked up, they will imitate the accent of one of them, Guang Dongzai, and curse:
"Dueleilou!"
Ning Fei held a bow and arrow, spread his hands, and said to Ma Yao, "Would you like to have a competition for fun?"
Ma Yao was very confident in his archery skills. He was not good at wrestling or riding horses, but his archery was the best in the entire tribe except his father.
So Ma Yao agreed and said: "Come on, five arrows, count them!"
Then, the two of them found a target and started an archery game.
At this time, both Li Yan and Lin Yue'er heard the noise and ran over to see the two people preparing to compete and cheer for the two people.
"Come on, Ma Xiang!"
"Master Ning Guan, come on!"
Ma Yao's skills are indeed excellent. Five arrows go down, four arrows hit the red heart, and one arrow is in a slightly off position, which can be counted as 9 rings.
Ning Fei's first four arrows all hit the bullseye. After his fifth arrow was pulled up, everyone watched nervously, especially Li Yan and Lin Yue'er, who stared intently without blinking.
"Whoosh!"
Ning Fei let go and the arrow flew out and hit the target.
Everyone hurriedly looked at the target to see the final result.
The position of this arrow is a little off, and it can only be regarded as 7 rings.
The result of the game was that Ma Yao won.
"Yeah! Ma Xiang, you are great!"
After seeing this, Li Yan immediately cheered, her voice full of excitement and admiration.
Hearing this, Ma Yao also laughed.
Ning Fei smiled without leaving any trace.
(End of chapter)