As the contestants reached the finish line one after another, Chen Mo finally ended the shooting after falling into the complex eyes of the last contestant who had been following him for a long time.
"Well!!!!"
The audience in the auditorium went crazy, cheering one after another. Some people screamed, some shouted, and some people bent down and whistled hard with two fingers.
"Photographer! Photographer! Photographer!!!"
“Photographers are the eternal gods!!!”
Different from cheering for the team and players in the past, this time almost the entire audience was cheering for the photographer!
Chen Mo, who had just put down the camera on his shoulder and slipped it into his hand, was a little confused when he heard this.
He turned his head to look at the area where the audience gathered, and frowned in confusion.
Why are all these people looking at him? Hiss——
Take a breath of air.
Chen Mo, who had only focused on the camera during the whole process, came back to his senses amidst the shouts of the crowd and suddenly realized that the eyes of the whole audience were locked on him.
What's going on? He didn't do anything...
With such a long distance, he thought the audience would not notice him at all. At this moment, a sound of "buzz-" passed by. Chen Mo looked up and saw the drone flying in the sky, and suddenly understood what was happening.
The first reaction was to subconsciously touch his cheek.
Okay, the mask is still there, and the helmet is still there.
What is safe can no longer be safe.
Chen Mo instantly lost all scruples and felt extremely safe.
With the camera in hand, he briefly said a few words to Wu Yunfei, and then quickly escaped before the crowd cheered and the host turned to him.
Only the contestants who doubted their lives, the confused host, and the extremely excited audience were left.
Is this championship awarded to the contestants or to the photographers?!
It's simply the problem of the century.
The host extended Erkang's hand.
Photographer, don’t leave, come back!
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Here, Chen Mo returned the bicycle to Han Lei.
Han Lei held on to his bicycle in confusion, as if he was recognizing his own car for the first time.
Squatting down and touching the left and right, he felt that the car was new and strange, as if the car was not his own.
"Come on, is my car so awesome? Its earthquake resistance is so strong that it will be fine even if it is dropped from such a high place?!"
Chen Mo looked at Han Lei funny.
Don’t you know the performance of something you bought for millions?
"Sorry, there might be some scratches."
"No, this is what mountain biking should be like. Boss, I made the decision!"
"Huh?" This guy won't have his dream of extreme sports again, right?
"I have decided that I will never ride this car again. I will put it up for auction! Its value must have more than doubled now."
Chen Mo:......
This wave you are in the atmosphere, you win.
Chen Mo rolled his eyes, no wonder your father forced you to do business. If you don't have the brain circuit to do business, it's a complete waste of you!
The two of them walked towards the rest area as they talked.
Chen Mo originally wanted to come to the photographer's workbench to pick up the drone aerial video.
But when he walked to the photographer area, he found that everyone's eyes were like searchlights. When he walked over, everyone stared at him hard.
It seems that not only the audience, but also the photographer seem to have something wrong.
what happened?
Chen Mo blinked his eyes and was stunned for a moment.
"Excuse me, your name is Chen Mo, right? My name is Jon Medici. I have something to do, can I talk to you about it?"
At this time, Jon in the front of the crowd smiled and strode up to Chen Mo. He took off his gloves and stretched out his hand, and said with a smile.
Chen Mo looked at the young man in front of him, with some doubts in his eyes. If he remembered correctly, this man who paid a lot of money for a close-up shot seemed to have a very bad expression before, but now he seems to be in a good mood. No... Why does it feel like this man's attitude has changed a lot?
An eighty-degree change?
Chen Mo pulled off his dusty non-slip gloves, revealing his hands covered in sweat and dust, and smiled apologetically:
"Sorry, my hands are covered in dust and sweat."
"fine."
Jon's smile was very bright. He raised his sickly pale fingers, grabbed Chen Mo's outstretched right hand, and shook it hard.
Hiss~
The bodyguard behind Jon took a deep breath and his pupils shrank slightly.
They have seen their boss' mysophobia before.
What's wrong with this boss today? Boss, you have forgotten that you have a serious mysophobia! Don't you need to wear gloves every time you go out to avoid dust getting on your hands?
Last time Riel accidentally spilled blood on your hand, you repaired it and rinsed your hand until it turned red and shed its skin. Have you forgotten?
No one knows whether Jon has forgotten it, but the way he smiles at Chen Mo right now is brilliant.
At this moment, Chen Mo's nose moved slightly, and there was a slight change in his eyes when he looked at Qiaoen.
Sure enough, it was an ancient aristocratic style. This man's hands seemed to be smoked with some kind of incense, and the smell was very unique.
But Chen Modan narrowed his eyes slightly, it was a very special smell, but he seemed to have smelled it somewhere before, and there was an inexplicable familiar feeling.
"Hello, Chen Mo."
Looking at the young man with a sincere and gentle face, Chen Mo didn't show anything on his face, he just smiled and nodded.
After briefly chatting with Jon, Chen Mo realized why Jon's attitude and the expressions of the photographers behind him had changed so much before he saw the footage he shot.
It turned out to be the video on YouTube.
Chen Mo actually felt a little complicated for a while.
As I said before, he always makes things happen without intending to do so.
The videos on YouTube were taken casually when he was doing work. He found them interesting and edited them before passing them on to Wu Yunfei and the others. Unexpectedly, they went viral when they were uploaded to the Internet.
When Fu Chen told him, he hadn't realized how angry it was.
Only then did he realize that the follow-up influence would be so great.
Huh? Wrong!
Fu Chen?
He suddenly remembered where he had smelled that special fragrance.
Thinking of this, Chen Mo looked at Qiaoen with a slightly strange look.
Good guy...
Maybe he's too good at making associations... maybe it's the smell of a commonly used perfume. He doesn't have enough sense of fashion, so it's possible that he hasn't been exposed to it...
…
When Chen Mo does something, he likes to do it completely.
After shooting the material, he habitually wanted to cut it into a work. He told Jon that he wanted aerial video of the game, and at the same time took out the video material recorded by several cameras under the canyon that had been arranged previously.
.
Chen Mo quickly entered work mode and simply edited and combined the video materials of this game.
…
In the middle of the two races, the track was cleared for repairs.
On the big screen that had been showing drone aerial footage in real time, the edited video of the previous game was now being shown.
As the sound sounded, the audience raised their heads.
"Fuck!"
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ps: Okay, today is over. I received a lot of happy Mid-Autumn Festival today, hahaha, thank you everyone~
I also wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, have a good sleep, and be in a good mood tomorrow. Good night~