I am a white dove, building a nest on my little sister.

Since she was going to participate in the pigeon flying competition, Dai Xiaomei had the idea of ​​​​starting a live broadcast.

But after all, the helicopter belongs to Jia Jinfu personally, and his permission needs to be obtained.

The little girl:"Mr. Jia, can I broadcast live?"

Jia Jinfu was very open-minded and said with a smile:"Of course."

As if he thought of something, he added:"When the pigeons are flying, we will target each pigeon. Use a drone to track the live broadcast. There happens to be a drone for filming on the plane. I’ll give you one to play with."

As he spoke, he found a drone and handed it to Miss Dai.

Dai Xiaomei is a live broadcaster, so naturally she can use drones.

The method is very simple. After connecting to the Internet with your mobile phone, you can receive the remote footage captured by the drone.

The drone uses Beidou signals, so you don’t have to worry about disconnection.

"Thank you Mr. Jia"

"No, gadget! Jia

Jinfu shook his head and said:"The drone can also be linked to the pigeon anklet and bound to the Bluetooth of your pigeon anklet's micro tracker. When the pigeon flies, the drone will automatically track and take pictures. It's very convenient"

"good!"

Dai Xiaomei nodded with satisfaction, and then put away the drone. The game has not started yet, so there is no need for drone shooting.

Then, Dai Xiaomei opened the live broadcast room

"Hello family, guess what we are going to do today?"

Because in the last live broadcast, the number of Dai Xiaomei reached 100,000, which was an outstanding achievement.

So as soon as the live broadcast room opened, Douyin's father gave another super traffic package.

From the beginning, 10,000 passers-by entered.

At the same time, Fans accumulated from previous live broadcasts also entered the live broadcast room one after another. As soon as the live broadcast room opened, in less than ten minutes, the number of people reached 20,000.

:Wow pigeon god.

:Helicopter, my God, the anchor is a rich woman!

:Anchor aunt, I don’t want to Good work.

: By the way, today's live broadcast is a bit different. What is the anchor doing? Please answer.

After looking at the barrage, Dai Xiaomei smiled and said:"The helicopter is not mine, this Mr. Jia's, today it's ours The annual pigeon flight competition in Gu'an City, I brought white pigeons to participate in the competition......."

After briefly explaining the situation, the live broadcast room was filled with excitement.

: Wow, 666.

: My pigeon student wants to participate in the pigeon flying competition.

: The champion must belong to the white pigeon.

I am a pigeon student: Not necessarily. The white pigeons are in good shape and seem to have good physical strength. However, compared with the pigeons that actually compete, there is still some gap.

: The person upstairs also understands. Let’s talk about it.

Pigeon Sheng Wocai: Well, first of all, homing pigeons that compete frequently will undergo systematic training, are suitable for long-term flights, and have balanced nutrition, which is not comparable to ordinary pigeons. In this regard, the pigeons of the anchor are not systematic. Training, physical strength and endurance are all out of reach. Also, the anchor’s pigeon is the King of White Feathers, which is a bit big in size and weighs a bit larger than ordinary homing pigeons, so I am not optimistic about it.

: Okay, the anchor is just playing along, why bother taking it seriously.

: Yes, white pigeons have better spirituality than homing pigeons, so we cannot generalize.

: I believe the white pigeon can do it, come on, champion

"Silly girl, come and see my Zhuifeng!"

Jia Jinfu teased his pigeons in the back seat, and then waved to the two silly girls.

"Families, the owner is calling us, let's go and see his pigeons."

The little girl turned her camera and focused on Jia Jinfu and his pigeons in the back seat. There were two pigeons, one black and one white.

Jia Jinfu pointed at the black pigeon and said:"This is my pigeon Chasing the Wind, the white one. That one is Lao Chen’s Bai Ming. When he talked about his pigeons, Jia Jinfu said with pride on his face

:"You two girls, come and evaluate my pigeons.""

"Okay!"

Ye Qingmei looked at Bai Ge, then at Zhui Feng, and said something perfunctory.

In her opinion, in terms of appearance, temperament, and spirituality, Zhui Feng and Bai Ge were all very different.

Jia Jin Fu naturally saw her thoughts and said with a smile:"Ye Yatou, you don't understand. In the pigeon competition, the competition is not about appearance, but about the pigeons' physical strength and endurance."

"Silly girl, what do you think?"

"Forehead......."

Dai Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, and then said:"Although I raise pigeons, I don't know much about homing pigeons. Let the people in my live broadcast room evaluate it."

Dai Xiaomei:"This is Mr. Jia's pursuit of the trend. Let someone know how to evaluate it."

: Rookie, the appraisal is complete.

: Not on the same level as White Pigeon.

: No, not just based on appearance.

After reading the comments from people in the live broadcast room, Jia Jinfu curled his lips: A layman.

Pigeon gave birth to my talent: Tsk tsk tsk, ok, ok, ok, this pigeon has a slender neck, slender body, tall legs and feet, broad and powerful wings, this is the best homing pigeon in a million.

Seeing this comment, Jia Jinfu laughed loudly:"Yes, there are still people who know the goods. To tell you the truth, I spent 80 million to buy this pigeon. It has been the champion for three consecutive years." ah~~~

Eighty million.

Dai Xiaomei and Ye Qingmei looked at each other.

I never imagined that this humble pigeon could be so valuable and powerful.

Plop la la~~~

The white dove suddenly flew to the cage containing Zhui Feng, looking down at Zhui Feng.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu~~~"

Zhui Feng immediately became restless and cooed in the cage.