"What's more, it's much easier for me to work in China than abroad. It's not that hard, and it's also good for my body."
Looking up at the sky, Qi Muhan turned around and returned to the tripod. "Let's get started. The sun will get bigger soon."
"Okay."
Su Qiao stood up, walked out of the pavilion, stood in front of the flower tree, and started taking the first photo.
Standing in front of the camera, she looked very natural and calm, with a light smile on her lips.
[Hello everyone, my name is Southern Tree with Qiao, Qiaoqiao. I haven't updated the video for half a year. Today I finally have another chance.]
[First of all, I would like to say sorry to those friends who have been waiting for my updated video for keeping you waiting for so long.]
[The reason why I haven't updated the video for so long is because I was in a serious car accident in the twelfth lunar month of last year. I was seriously injured at that time. Four ribs were broken and the misplaced ribs pierced my heart. The situation was very critical. In the end, it was God's favor and my attending doctor who turned the tide and took me back from the arms of death.]
[I am very happy and grateful to be able to see the world again, to be able to stand here again, looking at the green mountains and green waters, and breathing the air with the fragrance of green grass and flowers.]
[I am grateful to my deceased grandma. When I was in the most critical moment, her earnest teachings gave me the courage to persist. I am grateful to my doctor for not giving up on me in the most critical moment. I am also grateful to the angels in white in the hospital for taking care of me so carefully and allowing me to recover so quickly.]
[Today, I would like to give them a few self-composed songs as a small token of my gratitude.]
[By the way, I forgot to mention, this is the garden behind the sanatorium, and the person who took the video of me was my attending doctor, a handsome man who was so handsome that both men and gods were angry.]
Qi Muhan's face felt a little hot, and a trace of joy welled up deep in his heart.
He reluctantly lowered the corners of his mouth that could not be suppressed and said, "Ahem, control your breathing. If your lungs feel uncomfortable, stop."
"Okay, it's okay." Su Qiao smiled and nodded, turned around and entered the bamboo pavilion by the stream, sitting in front of Guzheng.
Qi Muhan quickly moved to another location and picked the best angle to shoot.
[The first song, Qingming Rain Time, is for my deceased grandma.]
Su Qiao smiled at the camera and started playing the piano.
The melodious sound of the piano, accompanied by the wind, gradually spread along with the flying catkins, spreading throughout the entire back mountain and even reaching the sanatorium in front.
Some patients who were walking nearby began to stop and listen.
What Qi Muhan brings is not only auditory enjoyment, but also visual enjoyment, as if the tip of the heart is gently caressed by a small hand.
He never thought that in addition to the miraculous craftsmanship of nature and the shocking natural scenery, photographing people could also produce such a shocking feeling.
She is so beautiful in the camera, as if the whole air has softened, and everything around her is listening to the melodious sound of the piano in her hands and the beautiful singing in her mouth.
After finishing the song, Su Qiao glanced in the direction of Qi Muhan with a slightly meaningful smile.
It's been more than a month, and he still hasn't confessed his feelings. Now it's really time to step up the fire.
[The second song, the Hands I Love Most, is for my attending doctor.]
Qi Muhan breathed hard, his face instantly turned into a cooked shrimp, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
Ahem, is this hand really that pretty?
Why doesn't he feel it?
Touching his nose, Qi Muhan calmed down and continued shooting and recording.
This was her first time filming a short video again, so she couldn't let it fall into his hands.