Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 227 Riding a Horse and Singing
It turned out that in order to inherit and promote local folk songs, Guilin held a folk song contest and held auditions throughout the city.

After three rounds of elimination, Wu Lili has reached the top ten in the final, and will soon conduct an open final to the audience on the city TV station.

So choosing songs became a big problem for Wu Lili.

"Actually, Miss Lily, I went to your grandfather's house this morning. Your grandfather's singing is quite good, and there are many popular folk songs there. Why didn't you choose those?" Yu Dongqing asked.

Wu Lili answered very simply.

"Because this song sounds better, and I think it's more modern and fashionable to sing!"

Ah?
Yu Dongqing thought of Siqin Gerile in that time and space.

A Mongolian singer sang this folk song in Guangxi so soul-stirringly.

This is the charm of culture and art, which can cross regions.

"Okay, I agree, you can sing this song." Yu Dongqing agreed.

Maybe there will be a Guangxi version of Siqin Gerile.

The girl left happily.

Yu Dongqing is also in a good mood.

A good song must be sung, right?Apparently this girl was a good fit.

After the girl left, Yu Dongqing went out after a while, strolling outside alone, the cool breeze was blowing, very comfortable.

Not long after walking, I met Heizi and two staff members.

"Why, you're not busy today?" Yu Dongqing greeted proactively.

"If you're not busy, I'll be free too." Heizi replied and asked again, "Miss is gone?"

Yu Dongqing nodded.

"Why don't you chat more?" Heizi asked.

He even gossips?

Yu Dongqing was a little speechless, so she briefly talked about Wu Lili's preparation for the competition that she wanted to sing "Folk Songs Are Like Spring River Water".

"It's that simple?"

"Then how complicated do you want to be?"

Heizi laughed, chatted for a while and left without saying anything else.

Seeing his back, Yu Dongqing couldn't help muttering.

This guy, you won't have this part in the show in the future, will you?

The next morning, everyone got up on time and had breakfast in the restaurant. Heizi announced today's activities to visit the famous Xingping Ancient Town in Guilin, and riding a horse!

"Riding a horse? I can't?" Juanjuan asked in surprise.

Even Zhou Wei was a little flustered, what the hell is the program crew doing?

But Heizi laughed: "Don't be afraid, you will understand when you bring the horse over!"

Within a few minutes, the staff brought a few horses over, and Yu Dongqing took a look.

What the hell!

How short?
It looked like it was only about a meter high.

Could it be a juvenile horse?

The staff member was from a local racecourse. He misunderstood everyone's doubts, so he explained in substandard Mandarin that this is a unique breed of horse in Guangxi called white horse.White horses are divided into medium horses and small horses.

"This is a small horse. It is the only pony breed in my country. Its body height is generally about 1.1 meters." The staff explained; "And the white horse has a docile personality and strong endurance. It is very suitable for walking on rough roads. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

As soon as the staff said this, Juanjuan immediately became interested, pointed to a maroon horse and said, "I want to ride that horse!"

The staff immediately explained to her the basics of horse riding,
At this time, someone had already put the saddle and stirrup on. With the help of the staff, Juanjuan carefully rode on the horse's back. As she said just now, she pulled the rein and her legs gently pinched the horse's belly. The bay red horse began to walk very fast. Walk lightly.

After walking along the asphalt road next to the hotel building for a long time, the girl shouted excitedly, "It's so fun!"

A girl is not afraid, what else can the big men present say?
Everyone immediately stepped on the white horse with guitars and luggage on their backs, and finally left the hotel under the guidance of the guide, all the way west.

It’s just that the big brother of the photographer has no horse to ride, and it’s not easy to drive. He sits on a tricycle and follows the crowd with the camera on his shoulder.

The guide and the crowd did not take the avenue, but a road taken by the locals. Unexpectedly, the seemingly inconspicuous road is still famous in history, called the Xianggui Ancient Commercial Road.

According to the guide, the ancient commercial road was first built in the Tang and Song Dynasties and flourished in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It was to make up for the shortcomings of Lingqu’s poor water transportation and long transportation cycle. The whole road winds among the mountains and mountains of the Ocean Mountains. For more than 500 years, after liberation, it declined due to the construction of the Hunan-Guangxi Highway, and is considered to be a "Southern Silk Road" that has been buried in the dust of history.

Everyone walking on the road, all the way is full of towering ancient trees, dense shade, ancient bridges, ancient roads, and ancient pines complement each other, exuding a long and ancient charm, being in the middle, as if walking into a beautiful landscape painting.

The people who watched were refreshed.

"Teacher Yu, sing!" At least Juanjuan, who was walking at the front of the line, turned her head and shouted at Yu Dongqing, who was walking behind.

Yu Dongqing smiled and made a gesture of invitation to the other party.

In the past two days, he sang too much, and he was a bit in the limelight. Although he knew that Heizi was taking care of him intentionally or unintentionally, Yu Dongqing felt that there was no need for it.

I just want to play by myself.

Juanjuan is a very forthright girl, so she took off the guitar she was carrying and began to sing while riding a horse.

The other two in the Lusen band also understood, each holding a guitar and bass, singing while walking:
I rode my horse farewell to my black land

Along the ancient road, with the westerly wind blowing,

Leaving my hometown in the evening when the sun is gone,

The shadow of the distant Daling River, and the outline of the Changbai Mountain,

go wandering with my thoughts
The songs written by Lusen Band themselves are quite heroic.

Yu Dongqing actually heard the charm of the original time-space phoenix legend.

The name of this show is Singing While Walking, when is it not singing now?

After the Lusen band finished singing, they hugged their guitars and sang their masterpiece "The Street of Blooming Flowers"

Walking through the alley in the morning,
I saw someone smiling in the corner.

with purple melancholy,
There is a clean enchanting.

The voice is clear and warm.

When Yu Dongqing started to sing, Heizi smiled and said, "Holly, is there a new song?"

"How can there be so many new songs?" Yu Dongqing laughed: "I'll sing the songs I wrote before."

"Then Teacher Yu, you sing that song "Invisible Wings"!" Juanjuan said to Yu Dongqing.

what?
"I really like listening to that song, Mr. Yu, just sing it."

This is a girl's song.

Seeing everyone booing around, Yu Dongqing had no choice but to sing while holding the guitar.

Fortunately, I am not Uncle Teng, and I can't sing that kind of taste of gold and iron horses.

The distance from the hotel to Xingping Ancient Town is not too far, but it takes a certain amount of time to ride a horse on the ancient road like the program group.

The crowd walked for two hours before they saw a large number of antique buildings by the river. It turned out that Xingping Ancient Town had arrived.

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