1172 A Secret Place (1/2)
With the surging tide, Sihwa felt a great force coming from behind that pushed her to the huge rock.
She was not afraid of the sea. She was more familiar with water than anyone else. She didn't need to think at all. She flicked her tail instinctively, producing a slightly smaller reaction than the power of the waves, and controlled her speed to slide toward the entrance of the huge rock and towards the sea.
Nevertheless, she had to hold up the hand holding her phone tightly, to keep the phone above the sea surface. She had to be careful to make sure that it was not swept away by the fierce waves—if that happened, the stingy Zhang Zian would never give her a new mobile phone.
Although the mobile phone had a certain waterproof capability, this was sea water and not the fresh water in the bathtub. She seemed to have heard someone say that the sea water was corrosive, and she wanted to take as few risks as possible.
This was her first time broadcasting outdoors. It was hard for her not to be excited.
She started up the live broadcast room, smugly smiled at the camera, and said, ”Haha! I, Sihwa, will keep my promise. You guys that stay at home all day and do not go out much—who can tell where I am now?”
She had just started broadcasting. There were only a few people in the broadcast room, but the many fans that had heard the news quickly entered the broadcast room. The afternoon in Egypt was the popular and golden hour during China's evening time, and the people who liked to stroll around randomly in the live broadcasting app were usually online.
The fans knew that she'd gone to Egypt, but they found it amusing to tease her. They kept deliberately saying that she was tricking them and that the truth was that she'd just changed the bathtub. They kept asking her to show evidence of her being in Egypt.
Additionally, the fans were actually also very curious. They had never seen Sihwa leave that humble bathroom and that old bathtub. Sihwa's natural way of talking was like a child that had come out of a deep mountain or old forest. With her breathtaking appearance, they guessed her identity in their hearts. Some even suggested calling the police, saying that she must have been hidden by a wealthy Chinese person from childhood as a s*x slave...
When Sihwa made the announcement that she would be broadcasting live outdoors, it aroused their interest, as at last, they could see the parts under her neck and shoulders, and the rumor of her being a s*x slave... It would also be destroyed on its own.
So a lot of people were awaiting this live broadcast.
It was really outdoors!
As soon as the live broadcasting started, a row of waves surged in, making the watchers instinctively move backwards from behind their screens.
The sky was connected to the sea, the sea was connected to the sky, and the sea and the sky were all blue. Only the spray of foam and Sihwa's skin were as white as snow.
Unfortunately, everything under Sihwa's neck and shoulders was still submerged underwater, and because sometimes the waves were too big, even her face was half submerged in the water.
”Sihwa, are you crazy? You're in the water even with such big waves?”
”Quickly get back on land! You'll be washed away by the water!”
”You're using your life to broadcast!”
”I'll give you gifts now! Hurry and go back to land!”
The netizens could not be bothered to tease her as usual and were instead sending bullet screens to urge her to go ashore. The turbulent waves caused even them, who were behind the screen, to be frightened.
From their point of view, her soft and weak body could be washed away by the next wave anytime.
Fans with high accounts were considered the elders of live broadcasting platforms. They had seen live broadcasters seek death in various ways, such as exploring ghost houses, cemeteries, field explorations, and so on. Compared with Sihwa's situation at this time, those so-called explorations were like playing house in kindergarten.