Chapter 227 Riding a Horse and Singing

It turns out that in order to inherit and promote local folk songs, Guilin held a folk song contest and conducted auditions throughout the city.

Wu Lili has reached the top ten in the finals after three rounds of elimination, and will soon hold an open final on the city TV station for the audience.

So choosing songs became a big problem for Wu Lili.

"Actually, Miss Lily, when I went to your grandfather's house this morning, your grandfather sang very well, and there were many popular folk songs there. Why didn't you choose those?" Yu Dongqing asked.

Wu Lili answered simply.

"Because this song sounds better, and I think it sounds more modern and fashionable!"

Ah?

Yu Dongqing thought of Siqingerile in that time and space.

A Mongolian singer made this Guangxi folk song soul-stirring.

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

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

Maybe there will be a Guangxi version of Siqingerile.

The girl left happily.

Yu Dongqing was also in a good mood.

Good songs have to be sung, right? Obviously this girl is a very suitable person.

After the girl left, Yu Dongqing went out after a while. He strolled outside alone, enjoying the cool breeze and feeling very comfortable.

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

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

"If you are not busy, I will be idle." Heizi replied and then asked, "Is the girl gone?"

Yu Dongqing nodded.

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

He even gossips?

Yu Dongqing was a little speechless, so she briefly told Wu Lili that she wanted to sing the song "Folk Song is Like Spring River Water" to prepare for the competition.

"It's that simple?"

"How complicated do you want it to be?"

Heizi laughed, chatted for a few words and left without saying anything more.

Seeing his back, Yu Dongqing couldn't help but muttered.

Is this guy going to do this part of the show in the future?

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 ride a horse!

"Horse riding? I can't do it?" Juanjuan said in surprise.

Even Zhou Wei was a little confused. What was the show crew doing?

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

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

Damn it!

So short?

It looks like it's only about one meter tall.

Isn't it an underage horse?

This staff member was from a local horse farm. He misunderstood everyone's doubts and explained in less than standard Mandarin that this was a unique horse breed in Guangxi called white horse. White horses are divided into medium-sized horses and small horses.

"This is a miniature horse. It is the only pony breed in my country. The 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 rugged roads. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Upon hearing what the staff said, Juanjuan immediately became interested and pointed at a maroon horse and said, "I want to ride that one!"

The staff immediately explained to her the basics of horse riding.

At this time, someone had already placed the saddle and stirrup. With the help of the staff, Juanjuan carefully rode on the horse. As mentioned just now, she pulled the reins and gently clamped the horse's belly with her legs. The bay-red horse began to stride forward. Walk with light steps.

After walking a long circle along the asphalt road next to the hotel building to earn some money, the girl excitedly shouted: "It's so fun!"

If you are not afraid of a girl, what else can the grown men present say?

Everyone immediately loaded their guitars and luggage onto the white horses, and finally left the hotel under the guidance of the guide, heading west.

It's just a big pain for the photographer. He has no horse to ride and it's hard to drive. So he sits on a three-wheeled motorcycle and follows the crowd with the camera on his shoulder.

The guide took everyone not on the main road but on a road used by the locals. Unexpectedly, the seemingly inconspicuous road was also famous in history, called the Hunan-Guangxi Ancient Trade Road.

According to the guide's introduction, the ancient trade road was built in the Tang and Song Dynasties and flourished in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It was to make up for the shortcomings of poor water transportation and long transportation cycle of the Ling Canal. The entire road meandered among the high mountains of the Ocean Mountains. This ancient road prospered. For more than 500 years, it declined due to the construction of the Hunan-Guangxi Highway after liberation. It is considered a "Southern Silk Road" that has been hidden in the dust of history.

As everyone walked on the road, they were surrounded by towering ancient trees and dense shade. Ancient bridges, ancient roads, and ancient pines complemented each other, exuding a long and ancient charm. Being among them was like walking into a beautiful landscape painting.

It makes people feel refreshed and happy.

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

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

She has sung too much these past two days and has been a bit popular. Although she knows that Heizi is taking care of her intentionally or unintentionally, Yu Dongqing feels that it is not necessary.

I came out just to play.

Juanjuan was a very forthright girl, so she was not polite. She took off the guitar she was carrying and started singing while riding a horse.

The other two members of the Lusen band also understood it, each holding a guitar and bass, singing as they walked:

I ride a horse to bid farewell to my black land

Along the ancient road, the west wind blows,

Leaving my hometown in the evening when the glow has faded away,

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

Wander with my thoughts

The Lusen band wrote the song themselves, and the singing is quite heroic.

Yu Dongqing actually heard the charm of the original Space-Time Phoenix Legend.

The name of this program is called Walking and Singing. If we don’t sing at this time, when will we sing?

After the Lusen band finished singing, they sang their masterpiece "Flower Blossoming Street" with guitars around them.

Walking through the alley in the morning,

I saw someone smiling in the corner.

Face with purple melancholy,

There is clean enchantment.

The voice is clear and gentle.

When Yu Dongqing started singing, Heizi smiled and said, "Dongqing, want to sing a new song?"

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

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

ah?

"I really like listening to that song, Teacher Yu, just sing it."

This is a song sung by girls.

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

Fortunately, I'm not Uncle Teng, so I can't sing like a warrior.

The distance from the hotel to Xingping Ancient Town is not too far, but it will take a certain amount of time to ride horses and stroll along the ancient roads like the program crew did.

Everyone walked for two hours before they saw a large number of antique buildings appearing on the riverside. It turned out that they had arrived at Xingping Ancient Town.

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