Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 225 Visiting the King of Singers
The barbecue lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. Everyone talked and laughed, picked up the guitar and sang a few words when they got excited, without restraint.

Maybe this is the charm of this kind of documentary music?

Of course, whether it will be on TV in the later stage depends on the edited clips.

We had a rest that night, and the next day everyone had breakfast in the restaurant. The most representative breakfast in Guilin is rice noodles.

It is said that the workmanship is exquisite. First, the high-quality rice is ground into a pulp, bagged and filtered, and then boiled into a dough ball and squeezed into round roots or flakes.The title ground rice of circle, powder cut in the title of sheet, is commonly called ground rice.

There are many ways to eat it, and the most important thing is to make brine. The materials and methods of brine are different, and the flavor of rice noodles is also different, but they are all paired with sour bamboo shoots, which has a strong taste.Generally divided into beef brisket powder, three delicacies powder, stewed meat powder, hot and sour powder, horse meat rice noodles.
Yu Dongqing asked for a bowl of hot and sour noodles, which tasted pretty good.

As a program planner and host, Heizi is relatively busy. He hurried into the restaurant and told everyone: "Today our activity is to visit the king of Guilin, the successor of folk songs, Mr. Wu Guoming."

"Ha, Dongqing, this is my strength, go and have a few songs with this old Mr. Wu." Zhou Wei laughed.

"No, don't, that's really tricky." Yu Dongqing replied hastily.

When doing this program, Yu Dongqing read Wu Guoming's profile.

Wu Guoming is a native of Muqiao Village, Santang Town, Guilin. He was born in 1931 and has lived more than ninety years. He is still in good health and is still active in the creation and singing of folk songs. "King" has created many miracles in the history of my country's music scene.

How dare Yu Dongqing do anything wrong in front of such an old man?

After dinner, everyone set off by car. Shiqiao Village, Santang Town is still a long way from Yangshuo. Along the winding mountain road, the road is full of lush greenery, and finally arrives at Shiqiao Village.

After getting out of the car, Juanjuan couldn't help sighing: "Wow, this place is so beautiful!"

It is beautiful indeed.

Yu Dongqing and the others were standing beside a stone arch bridge at the head of the village, and there were several old trees beside the bridge.Broken bridges, ancient trees, flowing water, a sense of vicissitudes of history.

Surrounded by mountains and mountains, in the morning, mountains, countryside, and villages are shrouded in mist, just like an ink painting.

Since it is so beautiful, of course I have to take pictures. Yu Dongqing quickly took out the SLR from the canvas bag on her back and started to take pictures.

Heizi took out his mobile phone to contact Wu Guoming's family, and within a few minutes a girl in a T-shirt and jeans came out of the village, with a slender figure and fair skin.

Although the impression of Guangxi girls is not very white, the girl in Guilin is an exception. Guilin has beautiful mountains and waters and beautiful people, and this girl in front of me is just that.

Fair and clean, with delicate features.

The girl introduced herself and said that she is Wu Guoming's great-granddaughter named Wu Lili, who was specially arranged by the grandfather to welcome the program group.

"Thank you." Heizi said something, and then he was about to introduce a few guests. Unexpectedly, the girl looked at Yu Dongqing and the others with a smile and said, "I've seen you."

"Have you seen it?"

"On the banks of the Li River."

"Wow, you are the girl who sang against Teacher Yu!" Juanjuan was still sharp-eyed and recognized it.

The girl nodded generously
Ah?
What a coincidence?
Wu Lili talked about the whole story. It turns out that she is a student of the minority class of Guangxi Normal University. Their campus is not far from the Lijiang River. They sometimes go out to play. Yesterday, I heard Yu Dongqing singing folk songs on the bank with two classmates. I thought it was very nice. I couldn't help but be right.

After playing for a while, I left. Today is the weekend to go back to my hometown. I didn't expect to meet today.

"Wu Lili, your folk songs are really good." Juanjuan praised.

"Your antiphonal songs are also very nice." Wu Lili replied.

"Our Teacher Yu sang well!"

Juanjuan smiled and pointed at Yu Dongqing.

The girl glanced at Yu Dongqing, a little shy, but she quickly returned to normal and said with a smile, "Look at me, just chatting, how can you stand here, the grandfather knew he would talk about me, and then asked everyone to follow him into the village."

Shiqiao Village is a very old village. Yu Dongqing and his party walked into the small alleyway and found that there were buildings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties inside, and Wu Guoming lived in an old house.

Following Wu Lili into the compound, I saw a deep courtyard with flowers and plants everywhere, and two sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

"Grandpa, the guests are here." Wu Lili shouted into the main room.

Soon, an old man with white beard and hair came out of the main room, wearing an old-fashioned white coat, looking hale and hearty.

Everyone rushed to say hello, Heizi naturally explained one by one, and when it was Yu Dongqing's turn, the old man laughed: "It turns out that you were the one who sang to my great-granddaughter yesterday."

"You can't sing well, I'm laughing at you." Yu Dongqing said modestly.

"We don't have many Guangxi folk songs sung by outsiders. Let's go in and talk." Wu Guoming greeted everyone.

Following the owner into the main room, I saw a portrait hanging in the most eye-catching place, which turned out to be a picture of a child herding cattle, vividly.

There is even a ballad on the painting: "The poor boy looks at the cowherd, and the hungry folk songs are used as dry food. Hearing my singing, the cow laughs, and he will be the king of folk songs when he grows up."

Seeing that everyone was staring at the painting, Wu Lili next to her explained, "This was written by my great-grandfather."

Wu Guoming explained.

It turned out that he had been learning folk songs from his mother since he was 3 years old, and made a living by herding cattle for the landlord's family in his childhood.In the process of herding cattle, he used the earth, mountains and rivers as the stage, and the cattle and sheep as the audience.

Singing while herding cattle, folk songs have accompanied him all his life, and he has sung them for nearly 89 years.

Eight 90 years!

Everyone was in admiration.

Everyone sat down, Wu Guoming asked his great-granddaughter to pour tea for everyone, and Heizi talked about the purpose of coming today: to find the singing of "Liu Sanjie".

Talking about Liu Sanjie, Wu Guoming was even more eloquent.

"Liu Sanjie is the embodiment of beautiful Guangxi and a cultural symbol as famous as Guilin's landscape. I created folk songs in the form of folk song duets, and combined Liu Sanjie with more than 800 landscape attractions in Guilin to create a series of folk songs."

"Oh? Mr. Wu, can you sing a few words for me to appreciate?" Yu Dongqing became interested.

Wu Guoming was also polite, and he sang with his voice:
The river is long and the water will rise
See you at the concert today
three three gentlemen would name

Hundred flowers contend for spring, I will cash in
Even though he is over 90 years old, he still sang with great vigor and won warm applause from everyone.

"Mr. Wu, can you teach us how to sing?" Juanjuan said from the side.

"Okay, okay" Wu Guoming's face was full of wrinkles.

I can't see the peach in my heart
I don't see pear blossoms in my heart.

Chuncai also does antiphonal songs.

I see you are also one inch color
In the hall, everyone sang along.

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