As a traveler, Chen Xing has seen many things at midnight. Such as Paris at midnight, the starry sky at midnight... But who would have thought that on the first day he came to Xijiang, he would see the police station at midnight?
Chen Xing still has time to observe the environment. It is very bright here and there are few people. Except for the three people on duty who are still working in the hall, there are only Chen Xing and another drunk unlucky guy. Just from the appearance of the hall, you can't tell that this is Xijiang.
In fact, this drunkard is not unlucky. He probably won't remember anything when he wakes up. One of the policemen was taking notes.
"Name."
"Chen Xing."
"Er Dongchen?" Chen Xing turned his head and looked at the policeman who was holding his ID card. He sighed and looked back at the person who took the note.
"Yes, Er Dongchen, the star in the sky."
"Why do you fly drones in residential areas in the middle of the night? Don't you know flying drones can be noisy?" So that's it!
Chen Xing suddenly realized. No wonder the police were dispatched so quickly, using drones to spy on people. The drones they flew were so noisy that it affected their rest.
Of these two statements, it is obvious that the first one will allow the police to arrive quickly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think about this problem." At that time, his mind was full of pictures, which were pictures of the scene after he took it. He never expected that the drone taking off would disturb the sleeping residents nearby. This really shouldn't be the case. .
Another policeman returned the ID card to Chen Xing and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous." The person who took the transcript continued: "We have contacted the person who called the police. Your matter is indeed not serious. But do you know What time is it now? What are you doing flying a drone down the street at one in the morning?"
"I want to take a picture of the night scene."
"Night scene? What's so good about this?" At this time, the policeman who checked the drone came back with a memory card. He shook his head at his two colleagues and said, "It's a night scene, and the photo is quite beautiful." Chen Xing quickly said: "I am a photographer. I really didn't think about the problem that it would disturb people at the time. I am very sorry. If the person who called the police is very angry, I can apologize in person."
"Okay, you still want to take revenge?"
"I definitely didn't mean it!!"
"Eh? He's really a photographer!" A policeman said to the computer, and then the other two people also curiously went over to take a look. Chen Xing sat at the table and looked at them, feeling relieved... It seemed that he was about to Can you go back?
"It's really him, so young."
"A 20-year-old professional photographer also won an award in France. That's awesome." The three policemen gathered together to chat as if there were no other people around, as if they had forgotten about Chen Xing.
At this time the drunkard woke up. He got down from the chair, looked around the surroundings with drunken eyes, and shouted: "Where are the people? Where have they gone?" Then he jabbered in Xijiang dialect again, and began to push the police who came to dissuade him. Shouting and shouting.
Other people also started to help. They handed Chen Xing's things to him and said, "You can go. Remember not to fly drones at night, at least yours. It's too noisy."
"Okay, thank you." Chen Xing took the drone and walked to where he put his suitcase. While packing his things, he couldn't help but watch the excitement.
Two of the police officers seemed to be from the mainland and spoke Mandarin very well. They spoke Mandarin, even the drunkards spoke it.
But it has the smell of cake cutting.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am? I know you, who are you... who are you?"
"Stop talking, go to sleep when you need to, and don't make trouble!" Several police officers also knew that it was useless to reason with him, so they spoke more forcefully.
"Am I making trouble? Who is making trouble? I want to see your leader..." He blushed and his neck became thick. Chen Xing didn't put anything away and stood up holding the bag containing the drone to watch the show.
But a policeman who looked about the same age as himself came over to block Chen Xing's view. Chen Xing turned his head and took a step forward.
"Let's go, let's go, what are you looking at? Don't do such things in the future." Shrugging his shoulders, Chen Xing said, "Okay." Chen If you want to leave, persuade them to leave as soon as possible, otherwise they won't be able to rest all night. At least someone should be left to watch Chen Xing.
The drunkard really has no choice but to wait for his family to pick it up. The man was probably used to seeing such drunk people in the police station. Apart from showing a look of disgust, he had no intention of watching the fun.
He sent Chen Xing out, and Chen Xing asked: "Are there many people like this in Altai?"
"At least there are more prisoners than the prisoners we met." The young policeman shook his head. He really wanted to practice his skills when he encounters something. It has been almost four months since he came out of the army. He spends all day in the family and home, and feels like he is almost losing weight.
As if he felt that such complaints should not be made to an outsider like Chen Xing, he turned around and said with a smile: "The video you took is really good. I think with a little editing, it can be used as a tourism promotional video for Altai. "
"It's an award, but it's not that exaggerated." The main reason was that Chen Xing's drone flew well, so the video they saw was so exciting.
Passing between buildings, climbing close to houses, driving with fast cars, and even recorded the surprised eyes of people walking on the street when they saw the camera.
Well, if it wasn't so disturbing and dark everywhere, it could be used as a promotional video.
After all this trouble, when Chen Xing was driven to the door of the hotel by a police car, it was already two o'clock in the morning, almost three o'clock in the morning, and even the hotel receptionist was dozing off in front of the table.
Many small hotels, hostels, and night-shift front desk staff can sleep, and even have special rooms or beds.
However, some mid- to upper-sized hotels have express regulations prohibiting sleeping during working hours. That's why Chen Xing could see them at the front desk.
When he came to the room, Chen Xing took another look at the time. Three o'clock in the morning. What else is there to sleep at this time?
Forget it, just stay up all night and go to bed earlier tomorrow night, which will cure your bad habit of going to bed late and getting up late.
Yawning, Chen Xing inserted the memory card into the computer and watched the recorded video again.
No wonder the policeman praised himself so much. Except for the dark screen, the other operations in this video are very cool. It feels like he will hit something and fall down in the next second.
But it is always stable and flying at a rapid speed. At this speed, you don’t have to think about the loud sound.
"They didn't seem to say they couldn't use this video?" Chen Xing thought for a while. Except that this video was a bit disturbing when it was shot, there should be no problems on the screen.
Then make a short video and upload it. He spent 20 minutes in the editing software of station B, and a two-minute and five-second video turned out.
"About How I Got Sent Because of Flying a Drone" Chen Xing's updated travel videos are basically a collection, and they last at least 20 minutes.
At this length, except for those people who often pay attention to travel, and fans of Chen Xing. It's hard to get to others.
Some of his fans also like to watch shorter videos, which are mostly interesting things that Chen Xing encountered in the city, such as problems he encountered while eating in a certain store, or works captured while sweeping the streets.
Chen Xing has published many such works in a short period of time. They are all videos of tasting delicious food in Xi’an.
The updates are more diligent than the average store tour anchor. If he is hungry, Chen Xing can update five or six videos a day, all of which are different... Because most of the places marked on Zhou Xueyan's map are snacks, which do not occupy much of his stomach.
While uploading, Chen Xing clicked on the last video posted. The barrage has been raised a lot.
This made him feel that he was unlucky, and his thoughts were gradually dissipated in these barrages.
"Why isn't it updated? Is there more later? gkd"
"Not even the landlord's donkey dares to rest like you."
"Excuse me, is this a food broadcast?" After playing, it was Chen Xing's recording of the noodle restaurant chef. In the cheerful music, one of the two chefs was working hard to pull the noodles, and the other was also pulling the noodles apart in the water.
The water is the same color as soy milk. Then the scene changed, and one hand was holding a large bowl, adding seasonings one by one, and finally poured a spoonful of hot oil on it.
The oil shines sizzlingly on the condiments, and the aroma is instantly stimulated.
"Hello everyone, today is the last video of this series. After finishing this meal, we will leave Xi'an tomorrow. Have you seen this noodle? This is one of the eight weirdos in Guanzhong, trouser belt noodles. Look Are you here yet? Such a big bowl, I heard there are only four noodles in one bowl, let’s try it..." Many noodles in Xi'an, such as jelly and so on, are spicier.
The famous spicy noodles were first invented by people from Shaanxi. In fact, this kind of trouser belt noodles can also be called oily spicy noodles, because there is a process when making it, which is to pour hot oil into the seasoning, which contains a lot of dried chili powder.
This practice is called spicy oil. Then the picture showed Chen Xing eating. When people visit the store, they like to cut out a lot of chewing scenes, firstly because it doesn’t look good and unsightly, and secondly because it doesn’t look good.
Chen Xing doesn't have these problems, and his visit to the store is just for fun. What's not nice about eating?
Doesn’t it smell good? When Chen Xing was editing videos, he would sometimes feel hungry because of the sight of his own food. Chen Xing felt that this was the happiness that videos such as shop visits could bring to people.
"You can't brush it during the day, and you can't hide it at night."
"Just stop posting travel videos and just visit stores, like Old Tang did. I think Chen Xing does a much better job than him."
"Don't be embarrassed, Chen Xing Tan's shop only sells food, and can't tell you how to cook it."
"I don't want to learn, so what's the use of telling me how to do it?"
"Eat!!! Garlic!!!"
"Chen Xing, Chen Xing, how much does such a big bowl of noodles cost?" At this time, Chen Xing in the video suddenly looked up, swallowed the dough in his mouth and said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you, this A bowl of noodles only costs 13 yuan in Xi'an, yes, you heard me right, it's really 13 yuan." In order to demonstrate to the camera, Chen Xing raised the bowl towards the opposite side.
Chen Xing also didn't expect that a bowl of dry-mixed trousers noodles would be so silky, and it would slide down all of a sudden. The noodles completely covered Chen Xing's action camera on the table.
It was an accident, but Chen Xing didn't cut it. It’s all in the barrage.
"Good guy!! Feed it into my mouth!"
