Shenhao: Gold Medal Investor

We drove away from the pasture in the mountains, drove more than fifty kilometers north, and then got on the road.

This highway is nearly 900 kilometers long, first going west, then north, and then westward through the driest zone in the country to the border town of Huocheng.

Huocheng is also the final stop of this trip. There is nearly 4,000 kilometers to go from the Magic City to Huocheng. The pseudo-documentary "Chasing the Stars 8,000 Miles" planned by Wang Shanshan tells this story.

The desert road goes straight to the west, with road protection and sand-proof forests 100 meters wide on both sides, planted with low Haloxylon ammodendron trees.

Looking further into the distance is a vast expanse of yellow sand. Some towering sand dunes are two to three hundred meters high. Under the west-slanting sunlight, the yin and yang sides of the dunes are clearly colored, making them extremely magnificent.

As the sun began to set in the west, the wind began to pick up.

First, bursts of sand and dust began to rise from the top of the dune, making the dune seem to turn into a big flag standing proudly in the wind.

Not long after, a black line appeared on the western horizon. The black line looked harmless to humans and animals, but it was actually a wall of wind and sand hundreds of meters high.

Of course, in a sandstorm of this level, if you can hide inside the Gladiator, you will definitely be safe.

However, this is a mockumentary after all. To put it bluntly, it is a movie. How could Wang Shanshan, who is not very kind, write a bad joke about hiding in a car from a sandstorm?

"Xia Mu, you stay in the car and wait for us to come back. Don't get out of the car."

"Made, Wang Shanshan, wait until I get back to settle the score with you. This is just playing with your life."

Gao Si edited a WeChat message and sent it to Wang Shanshan.

After a while, Wang Shanshan replied: "Thank you, Mr. Gao, for your hard work, I'll treat you to dinner later." This was followed by a sly smile.

Naturally, Gao Si didn't see the news, because he and Luo Xingyu had already put on goggles, picked up their photography equipment, and rushed into the wind and sand.

Walk down the roadbed and pass through the sparse Haloxylon ammodendron forest.

The two took off the photography equipment on their shoulders and began to dig a hole in the sand. They needed to bury the tripod firmly in the sand to take photos of the scene that was instantly swallowed up by the sandstorm.

At this time, Wang Shanshan called: "Mr. Gao, I have arranged the live broadcast. The live broadcast room is now being warmed up, and I will connect with you shortly."

Gao Si was speechless: "Why don't you bother? We can still stage the photos now. If you live broadcast, we can only take real shots. Real shots of fighting sandstorms in this place will really kill people."

"It's okay, it's okay. You can arrange whatever you want. You don't have to take care of the live broadcast room." Wang Shanshan explained quickly.

Gao Si had to admit that when it came to business, he was far less active than Wang Shanshan. He only did things based on interest and feeling, while Wang Shanshan was a ruthless person who could even risk the lives of his friends.

"Bah. What a love." Gao Si spat, spitting out half a mouthful of sand.

…

"Hello everyone, welcome to the live broadcast room of Shanshan Film and Television. The reason for temporarily organizing this live broadcast is that we have just learned that the team heading to the west to shoot a documentary is being hit by a rare sandstorm."

"Then let's connect the line now and learn about the situation there first."

There were not many people in the live broadcast room at this time, but obviously some people had watched the previous live broadcast, so everyone was chatting lively.

"I was attacked by a wolf yesterday and attacked by a sandstorm today. This documentary was too life-or-death."

"I want to see the starry sky angel Aishamu. Is she still there?"

"I feel sorry for brother Xingyu."

"No, it's all staged. Do you believe it?"

"Staging for a photo? Next time I'll throw you among the wolves and pose for a photo. If you don't look at me, you'll get mad."

The connection was connected, and the live broadcast screen switched to the Gladiator car.

"Mr. Gao, are you here? Can you briefly introduce the current situation to us?" the host Wei Qing asked.

"Hello, I'm Ayishamu."

"Wow, it's goddess Natsuki. [Love] [Love]"

"Star Angel, is that newly opened social account your own? I'm following you."

"Brother Xingyu and Mr. Gao just got out of the car to set up the cameras. We are going to take a set of shots of the sandstorm swallowing the cameras."

Xia Mu turned the camera in one direction and continued: "Look at the thick black line on the horizon, that is the front of the sandstorm. Where we are now, the wind and sand are already very strong, but behind that black line

It should be a more terrifying existence."

"Excuse me, Goddess Xiamu, did you come here on purpose to shoot the sandstorm?"

"I heard from brother Xingyu that his original plan was to camp in the desert tonight and take photos of star trails. Unexpectedly, he encountered a sandstorm, so he wanted to record the unexpected experience."

"Goddess, will there be a starry sky live broadcast tonight?"

"We want to hear goddess Natsuki sing."

"Angel under the stars, we love you!!!"

The wind and sand outside Gladiator became stronger again, and the black line on the horizon turned into a wall of sand visible to the naked eye.

But strangely, the audience in the live broadcast room actually wanted to hear Xia Mu sing.

Someone brushed up the big rocket again.

"Are you hard-hearted? Brother Xingyu is still in the wind and sand. It's so dangerous. Now is not the time to sing."

Finally someone made a different voice.

At this time, host Wei Qing's voice rang: "Sorry, there will be no singing session for the time being. We just tried to call Mr. Gao and Mr. Luo's mobile phones, but they were not connected. The wind and sand are not too strong now.

, we are going to launch a drone search, please follow the camera and wish them safety."

Screen switching.

It's a drone shot of the car roof.

Due to strong winds, the drone's flight was not stable.

Under remote control, the drone quickly rose to a very high altitude, and the high-altitude airflow environment was obviously much more stable.

Soon, under the huge field of view search of the drone, the figures of Gao Si and Luo Xingyu appeared in the picture. The white Hanfu worn by Gao Si was very conspicuous.

Because the distance was too far, it was not clear what the two were doing in the camera, but it was obvious that they were not panicking, but were adjusting the shooting equipment. The sand wall raised by the sandstorm was already very close to the two.

The camera shook violently. It was obvious that the drone could no longer remain stable in the strong wind.

"Ayishamu, can you drive?"

"Me? No." Xia Mu's soft voice came from the background.

"Then I will teach you how to drive. You must drive over immediately. Mr. Gao and the others are in danger now."

Drone footage.

The towering sand wall had covered half of the sky. Gao Si and Luo Xingyu were finally ready. They stood up and quickly fled in the direction they came from.

But it was obvious that their speed was much slower than the rolling sand wall. The big rocket in the live broadcast room had stopped, everyone was staring at the screen, and some viewers had already exclaimed.

The sand wall was advancing rapidly, approaching Gao Si and Luo Xingyu who were running in the desert, and finally swallowed them up.

"President Gao will not be in trouble like this, right?"

"Stop talking with your crow's mouth."

At this moment, the drone finally couldn't hold on anymore and spun and fell in the wind.

The live broadcast room was completely black.

Only the chat text is still flooding the screen like crazy...