Chapter 1278 "Walking with the Eagle"

"Bang--"

An eagle's cry, clear and high, startled the sky and stopped the clouds.

The camera soared up, the sky was clear and blue, the mountains were majestic, the snow-capped peaks were endless, and then there was another turn, thunder and rainstorms were pouring down, bean-sized raindrops penetrated the forest and hit the leaves, the cypress trees were lush and green, and the ancient trees were towering.

Not long after, the sudden rain returned to the sky, and the dense treetops were bright green. The rootless water gathered into a small puddle on the thin and wide leaves, and soon a crystal clear rain line dripped along the veins. The air was filled with a moist breath, exuding a fresh fragrance unique to nature.

A rustling sound sounded, and a travel boot entered the camera, the sole of the shoe slightly sank into the soft soil, and the steps brought out more soft and gentle fragments. In this whispering sound of the earth, the close-up swept across this figure from bottom to top, and briefly stopped on her light pink and dark brown contrasting jacket.

The heroine's hood hides a head of shiny golden brown hair. She has a round face, a Longzhou face, but a pair of green eyes blink under the gauze mask.

The footsteps continued, the heroine waved goodbye to the team, and sped up alone. The coat and trousers on her body did not reduce her agility in the humid and hot environment. She gradually trotted and went deep into the heart of the forest. When she turned her head, the dense vegetation spread out a sea of ​​green, and the singing of birds and insects intertwined into a very vital movement.

The camera rotated around the heroine, the jacket turned dark, and the gauze mask disappeared.

The soft light filter and the slightly hazy transition suggested that the picture entered the memory. The heroine a long time ago did not look so stable. The slightly flustered gait and timid figure looked like a novice explorer who had lost her companions. She stepped on the rain-soaked land vigilantly and curiously, and a drop of blood suddenly fell and hit her upturned nose.

…!

The heroine looked up, her sight "swish" through the dense branches and leaves, and suddenly the wind blew. On a branch protruding from the tree canopy, high up with his back to the sun, sat a boy like a flying bird.

His hair was messy and his face was dirty. His pair of black and white eyes instantly locked the eyes of the uninvited guest from a distance. He was not surprised, confused, afraid, or rejected. "See" and "discover" were both literal meanings. There was no human emotional fluctuation in his eyes, only indifference and pure wildness.

The wind was getting stronger, and the branches were swaying under him. The heroine subconsciously took off her jacket and spread her clothes, posing a posture to receive someone.

The next moment, a strong wind blew, and the boy's eyes suddenly became sharp. He jumped off the branch, and the sound of the leaves shaking "whoosh" was like a bird of prey flapping its wings. The figure jumping down one after another was too smooth and coherent, giving people an illusion of a rapid dive in a trance.

The land below was as tiny as a speck of dust on the canvas, but the boy's goal was always clearly visible in his field of vision. The sharp wind pierced his ears, and the heroine's pupils shrank. Before she could speak, a palm covered the lower half of her face. The jacket swung in the air like a cloak, covering the boy's shoulders. In the cramped space, the heroine sat on the ground with her back against the tree trunk, and the boy knelt on one knee in front of her. The two were so close that they almost kissed each other through their hands.

A pool of mud and sand on the branches several meters high was shaken off by the strong wind, and "slapped" on the shoulder of the jacket, splashing mud.

It was not until this time that the spectators outside the screen woke up from their dreams and exhaled belatedly.

The series of pictures just now flashed too fast!

But before the barrage in the live broadcast room screamed for the close contact between the male and female protagonists, a new round of shock came again.

The camera zoomed out, and a leopard with a slender figure slowed down its pace, with deep eyes and a roving gaze.

The tense atmosphere spread inside and outside the screen in an instant, and the audience held their breath. The heroine who didn't know the truth was confused but obedient. Only a pair of eyes moved, and her eyes fell on the bleeding wounds on the face and neck of the boy in front of her, which seemed to be scratched by branches.

——Wait, blood?

So the blood drop that fell on the tip of the heroine's nose came from here! /Oh no, does the leopard search for prey by smell or vision?

The ladies have different concerns. Just when the latter was sweating about the critical question of "whether the smell of blood will attract danger", the picture cuts to the perspective of the predator. The dark brown jacket has become the best protective color at this moment. It blends with the brown tree trunk, and it is indistinguishable from you and me from a distance.

The leopard stopped and looked around for a while, then took an elegant and light step and ran in another direction.

The worried people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The camera switches to a pair of hands holding the shoulders of the jacket, and the sticky dirt on the shoulders of the jacket is easily washed away by the water, leaving no stain.

Then use a handkerchief to wipe off the water marks, and the jacket is almost as clean as new.

Downstream of the waterfall, the heroine puts on her jacket again, and the boy sitting on the rock on the shore stands up and wants to leave. With a "snap", the heroine grabs his wrist.

The boy turns his head and is pressed down by the girl in front of him to sit down again.

The heroine immediately opened the left pocket of her waist and took out a disinfectant wipe (boy:?), then opened the right pocket of her waist and pulled out an iodine tablet (boy:??), then touched the hem of her jacket and took out a pack of non-woven gauze patches (boy:???), then stretched her right hand behind her waist and pulled out a folding military knife (boy:?!), then reached into the small square pocket on her left upper arm and took out a mosquito repellent sachet (boy:?), then stretched her index and middle fingers to the inside of her collar and took out a row of Band-Aids (boy:?), then opened the left side of her clothes and took out a string of red ropes from her inner pocket (boy:...?).

This series of actions was accompanied by a quick camera cut. The wounds on the boy's cheeks and neck were properly treated bit by bit with each move of the heroine, and the dirty face was also wiped clean. Finally, the heroine took off her jacket, put on the sleeves one on the left and one on the right with two "swish", zipped up the zippers on both sides with two "swish", opened the armpit zippers with two "swish", and then buckled the hood with another "swish".

Finally, the heroine's right hand patted the edge of the hood like patting a small animal. At this time, the confused boy who was wrapped in the jacket appeared in the picture. His face was clean, with a mosquito repellent sachet hanging around his neck, gauze covering his side neck, a band-aid on his right cheek, and a red rope on his wrist.

The heroine raised her head and put her hands on her waist, very satisfied. Although she didn't say a word, her rather proud posture had already expressed the meaning of "Huh, you just saved my life, and now I'm helping you and I can get back at you."

The boy blinked: "......?"

The confused look of this ignorant little animal after being hit by human equipment formed a strong contrast with the swiftness and decisiveness when saving people just now, which made people laugh.

In addition to laughing, the audience who saw this also unconsciously left some impressions of the jacket in their hearts:

This jacket has good concealment in the wild;

This jacket is easy to wash without getting muddy;

This jacket has so many pockets...

Without leaving everyone a space to reminisce, the memories of the first encounter ended, and the heroine in a light pink contrast jacket walked briskly through the dense forest after the rain.

She touched her collar as before, but this time she took out a whistle.

"Chirp--"

A whistle like a bird's cry sounded, but no one showed up around.

The heroine looked a little helpless and continued to move forward tentatively.

Suddenly, a tall figure emerged from the lush branches and leaves, hanging accurately in front of her. The boy hooked his instep on the branches, hanging upside down in the air, with a faint smile on his eyes and eyebrows, wearing the familiar jacket.

The heroine smiled in surprise.

She moved forward, and at the same time, white snowflakes flew out from the lower right corner, covering the entire screen, and the picture smoothly transitioned to the towering snow-capped mountains.

The peaks were covered with white snow, and the mountains were endless, like silent sculptures standing on the horizon. The sun was rising, and the golden warm light illuminated the ridge of the mountain through the light clouds, outlining the high and steep outline. In the near distance, the cold wind blew up the crystal snow particles, bringing a chilly sweetness.

The camera moved, and a vibrant team climbed the snow slope, and the cold and peaceful snowy area lit up with one brilliant color after another. The young men in bright jackets had bright eyes and excited smiles on their faces. The trekking poles in their hands were firmly inserted into the snow. The "crunching" sound of stepping on the snow during the climb was particularly clear, which made people yearn for it.

In just a few breaths, the whole team stood on the top of the snow. The young men bumped their fists and slapped their hands. They put on their goggles and slid down to the foot of the mountain.

The snowboards swished across the snow, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air. The figures of four wind walkers flexibly shuttled between the snow trees, and the tails of the boards stirred up bursts of snow smoke.

After a great time, the skiers took a break. Suddenly, someone patted the arm of his companion next to him and signaled him to look into the distance.

The companion looked up and saw a black shadow in the distant snow. He (she?) glided between the snow peaks. It was clearly a human figure, but it seemed that he was not a human, but a strange elf formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Everyone exchanged glances briefly, and they all read deep curiosity in each other's eyes. The scene changed, and a group of four people followed, their backs jumping with anticipation.

Climbing over the high slopes and sliding down the dangerous places, the explorers who were inspired on a whim went deeper into the snowfield, and the surrounding environment became worse and worse. The sunny weather just now tore through the disguise, and the wind became stronger and stronger, scraping people's cheeks like ice blades, and the broken snow on the ground was swept all over the sky, as if to roll the uninvited guests into a whirlpool of cold air.

The young man at the head looked embarrassed, but just this moment of hesitation, the blizzard suddenly hit.

Endless heavy snow and strong winds rushed in the face, choosing people to devour, and the nearby terrain changed in a second, making it impossible to tell the way out and the place to return.

After a few seconds, the wind and snow blinded the eyes, and the team members wearing different colored jackets were forced to disperse and each lost in the vast blizzard.

Some people huddled behind shelters and looked around in panic, some lost their balance and fell into the snowdrifts, and some could not withstand the strong wind and rolled down.

The situation was more critical than ever before, but in the fast-switching close-ups, the jackets were not damaged, whether they were scratched by the edges of rocks along the way or by sharp branches, and there was not even a single obvious scratch left.

The brightly colored clothing was extremely eye-catching, automatically exuding a strong sense of presence in the vast white snow. Even if most of the body was buried in the soft snow, as long as there was a piece of clothing not covered, no one would really disappear without a trace in this icy and snowy land.

With a "chi" sound, an arm stretched out from the snow, and its slender five fingers bent like eagle claws, firmly grasping the back of the neck of the tumbler, forcibly curbing his falling momentum.

The camera zoomed in, and it turned out that the neck and shoulders of the jacket had horizontal straps, and the material was tougher than the clothesline behind the collar of ordinary clothes. Even now it was caught and suspended in the air, there was no sign of any breakage.

There was a "hula la" sound like the flapping of wings, and the rescued young man was gently thrown to the ground. He turned his head in surprise and met the eyes of his even more surprised companions - both of them were now behind the protruding rocks, and they were safely reunited after only a moment of separation.

The picture cut again, and the blue fabric of the jacket was particularly conspicuous from a bird's-eye view. The third teammate who was trapped in the snow was pulled out of the snow by a strong arm, and returned to the team with the muffled sound of his body falling to the ground.

After taking a breath and coming back to his senses, the three looked at each other, and then looked at the figure standing on the high slope not far away.

At this moment, the blizzard has just stopped. The back of the person who looks like a human or a spirit is wrapped in a cloth robe, and the wide sleeves are pressed against his side, like a bird folding its wings.

As if he sensed the gaze coming after him, he turned his head. Just at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly lifted his hood, and his long black hair rustled and fluttered like crow feathers.

The boy has deep eyes and a high nose, white eyebrows pressing down on his eyes, and his facial features seem to be created by the spirits of heaven and earth, and everything is natural without any carving.

In the distance, the snow-capped peaks of the mountains are undulating. He stands on a high place, as if he is a snow-covered elf transformed by the breath of a goddess, staying beside the passengers for a short time to guide and escort them, and will return to the snowy village in a while.

That fleeting glance is like a snowy mountain looking back.

The cold wind is whistling, and the boy is gone. Soon, the helicopter rumbles and the ladder is lowered.

The camera moves to the right. After the scene with the snow rock as a cover, the four members of the ski team are already sitting in the mountain hut, holding hot tea in their hands and wearing blankets.

The boy next to the door has long hair and his cheeks are warmed by the warm wind, which makes him look more popular, but his expression and eyes are still indifferent, with a sense of alienation unique to the snowy field.

He silently watched the people resting for a while, and then suddenly and silently pushed the door and left as he came.

After a while, someone called "Hey--" and chased after him.

The boy turned his head, his eyes fell on the young man's face a little blankly, and then fell down on the brand new jacket in his hand.

The young man smiled and pushed the jacket forward.

The boy frowned slightly, more confused than troubled.

The two girls who were traveling with him came forward and took the clothes to help the boy put them on.

This is obviously a jacket designed specifically for outdoor snowy environments. It has all the elements of a snowsuit: down insulation interlayer, windproof and snowproof skirt inside the clothing, adjustable hood and cuffs, reflective patches to improve visibility, more professional waterproof fabrics, etc.

The process of putting on clothes is like a tutorial for beginners. The close-ups and close-ups with appropriate details show the function and convenience of the jacket to the fullest. When the boy was dressed, the last team member came out. He had a pair of ski boots on his shoulders and a ski board as tall as a person in his hands. The bright orange board with wings painted on it complemented the orange jacket on the boy.

It was like a diplomatic relationship between man and nature. The loner boy was surrounded by young people. He lent them a hand and now received the same goodwill.

The towering snow-capped mountains silently watched this harmonious coexistence. The camera zoomed out, and the five figures gradually shrank into five dots of different colors, which blended into a circle of magnificent rainbow.

Finally, the rainbow circle transformed into the simple and beautiful logo of Koze Shufang, and pulled out the silhouette of an eagle.

Without warning, the silhouette suddenly "came to life", breaking free from the dark outline like a phoenix nirvana, and spreading its wings with a "whoosh". It cut the off-white background cloth while soaring, tearing out a piece of blue sky.

"Huh--"

With a clear and sharp whistle, the eagle flapped its strong and powerful wings and rushed towards the boundless sky, with a light and agile posture, as if it was integrated with the wind.

The first sound was the clean and powerful piano sound, and then the magnificent and exciting string music quickly followed. In the epic music, the eagle soared in the sky, turning over from time to time, breaking through the clouds, and the sun plated each of its feathers with a golden glow, making it both a king of the sky and the incarnation of fire, wandering freely between heaven and earth, releasing the free soul.

The goshawk swoops down, the camera rotates, and a large tropical rainforest seems to be a surging green ocean. The girl with brown hair and blue eyes steps on the stones in the stream and runs to the other side. The splashing water reflects her light pink contrasting travel coat. The leaves shake "rustling", and the boy with the same updated equipment suddenly rushes out. The coherent and smooth long lens faithfully records his figure shuttling through the forest.

The sunlight shines on the earth through the dense leaves, the branches sway, stirring the colorful light and shadow, and abstractly forming the shape of flying birds in the haze. Another clear cry, the picture turns to the sky, the birds flap their wings, the eagle flies high, and in an instant the gliding eagle shadow and the boy flying over the canyon perfectly overlap, giving people the illusion of seeing through the real body.

The next second, the boy tumbling to the ground seamlessly connects to the silhouettes of the skiers sliding down. The silky transition of movements further arouses the audience's passion. The orchestral music gradually fades away, and a series of clear piano sounds are like layers of bright ice crystals blooming, snowflakes are flying, and the slender snowboards that scrape across the snow at high speed kick up pieces of snow. Everyone leans over and speeds, drawing graceful arcs on the silver-white snow slope.

The surrounding scenery passed by quickly. The orange-red figure at the head of the several figures was the most eye-catching. He stepped on the snowboard, bent his knees slightly, and the painted on the board seemed to bloom a pair of living wings as he turned and turned. The cold wind was biting, and a thin snow mist spread behind him. He took off once, and the camera suddenly raised up. An eagle was like an arrow from a string, cutting diagonally upwards, pointing directly at the snowy sky.

"Swish——"

The eagle's wings cut through the air, and a sharp wind sounded. In the distance, there were peaks and ridges, and the snow-capped mountains stretched to the horizon. The eagle flapped its wings and flew high. Soon, it bowed its head and flew low over the ground, and the four-member team immersed in the gliding were staggered in front and behind, walking together all the way.

A feather fell, swirling in the air. Between covering and uncovering, the deep and light green vegetation returned to the picture. The rain forest opened its arms to welcome its curious guests. The boy climbed up the branches and vines to the giant tree in a few seconds, as if weightless. The view from the high place was vast. The endless treetops intertwined into a dense green carpet. The streams were winding, like silver threads flowing in the green carpet. The water surface was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the lush rain forest.

Two figures who stepped forward quickly appeared in the reflection. A pair of jackets landed in the upper reaches of the river. The rubber boats carried light pink and light brown and drifted down, stirring up water splashes that sparkled with broken light along the way.

The notes in the music became more and more excited, the drum beats jumped and accelerated, the turbulent water flow rotated counterclockwise and turned into a snow river. The energetic melody was like a feather pen flying in the air, annotating the adventures of skiers on the vast snowfield. The orange-red snow mountain spokesperson is still in the team, leading the way on the steep snow slope. The powerful drumbeats behind the crowd are like an avalanche, as if to encourage and urge them to reach the next peak.

The close-up shot suddenly hits, and three "dong dong dong" cuts are thrown on the screen with the card points, accelerating and sprinting. The figure of the boy is as bright as the sun, outlining an arc like a stream of fire on the snow-white slope. The passionate music pushes to a climax layer by layer. At this moment, all sounds suddenly disappear, the snow field is silent, and the orange-red figure is like a comet passing through the clouds, suddenly rushing out of the snow slope!

At the moment of soaring, the camera seems to be pulled very slowly and long, and the flying snow particles flicker colorfully in the sun, providing a pure natural and gorgeous special effect for the suspended wind walker. The boy was wearing a snowboard, and his jacket was not bloated at all. His body stretched out in the air with elegant and flowing lines. His face was unobstructed, and his long black hair was thrown out like a waterfall. His expression was lightly indifferent because of his seriousness, and his eyes were sharp as a blade.

This scene strongly caught the viewer's attention, making it impossible to look away. The next moment, the boy climbed over the clouds and mist, broke through the wind and snow, and suddenly landed on the ground. The "chi" sound sounded heavily with the background music. Before the audience could shout excitedly, the camera suddenly zoomed in, and the wings on the bright orange board suddenly turned into a pair of fresh wings. In the blink of an eye, it was the free and unrestrained eagle again.

The familiar long-range view appeared again, the eagle spread its wings and flew high, flying over the glacier and snowfield, flying over the lush forest. As if it was just now that I remembered that this video was an advertisement, a line of clear words appeared in the middle of the screen.

[How long have you not seen green trees and red flowers, and listened to birds singing and insects chirping? 】

The boy in a light brown jacket reached out and pulled the heroine to the top of the giant tree.

[How long have you not abandoned worldly affairs and smelled the crisp snow wind? ]

The boy in orange stopped skiing deftly and stood at the bottom of the slope waiting for the skiers to follow.

[Do you hear the call from nature?]

The heroine sitting on the thick branch turned her head and saw an eagle quietly perched on her arm, with a red rope tied to its tarsus.

[Meet, say goodbye, and take a short deep breath]

The skiers walked down the mountain with laughter, and an eagle in the sky flapped its wings steadily, guiding the way forward.

[Kuze Shufang, professional outdoor, walking with the eagle]

The music faded, like a story whispering to the end.

The wind rose, the grass roots and leaves rolled up and danced all over the sky, and the broken snow and white flowers spun all over the sky.

Deep in the rain forest, deep in the snowy mountains, the boy with messy hair and long flowing hair sat on a high place with gentle eyes, watching his friend leave.

In a moment, he turned around, and the moment he jumped down, the figure disappeared, and the eagle flapped its wings and flew up.

No nostalgia, because there will always be another meeting.

The eagle flew away with memories.

After it left, the mist and rain returned to the forest, and the wind and snow returned to the mountain.

6200+, 1.17~1.19 update three-in-one.

I inserted the mobile phone code whenever I could, there may be typos, I will update first and then correct it.

And I finally finished the year-end mess, I will continue tomorrow.