Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1015 1015. Chinese Week (1)

After waking up, Dong Qiangqiang rested in bed for a long time before he realized that the official day of China Week had finally arrived.

He got out of bed and opened the curtains. The blue-gray clouds rolling on the distant hillside scrambled to cover up the blue-green sky. Yesterday's sunny and thin day disappeared without a trace, and a fresh earthy smell floated in the air.

He couldn't help but push open the balcony door and stepped out. He immediately felt a little bit of moisture and a little bit of coolness on his face. He sat down on the balcony with some depression, looking at the clouds in a daze: since preparing for China Week, he had considered almost every detail, but he had forgotten to check the weather for the five days in advance. If it rains heavily in the morning, can we still perform lion dance outdoors? If it rains tomorrow, outdoor martial arts performances and ancient music performances will have to be moved indoors. How to coordinate the venue issue? Even if the university allows them to perform in the hall on the first floor of the Department of Economics, will playing ancient music at the originally scheduled time affect other students studying on the first floor? These were not problems originally, but now they are. He made a quick decision to discuss alternatives with other members as soon as possible.

After reading newspapers and magazines to the landlord without hesitation, the old man took out two sets of formal clothes and asked Dong Qiangqiang which one was more formal. This reminded Dong Qiangqiang that it was necessary for him to wear formal clothes for an occasion like today, but he did not have Hanfu, only a suit. After answering some questions about China Zhou that the old man was concerned about, Dong Qiangqiang drove to the university.

Because I arrived too early, there were not many students in the computer room yet.

He briefly checked his email and quickly browsed several frequently visited websites. Since he teamed up with Fang Shuang to sort out domestic SARS news, he basically didn't need to search for this content. Fang Shuang would sort it out almost every day. Important news was sent to him. The data in the past few days was still terrible. He sincerely hoped that these days would pass as soon as possible.

At a quarter to nine, Zheng Chunhua asked Dong Qiangqiang where he was and said that the lion dance team had arrived at the university and he could go there if he arrived at the university too.

The performance venue designated by the university for China Week had an extra stage, which was probably only ten square meters in size. Called it a stage, Dong Qiangqiang lifted up the top red carpet and saw several rectangular wooden boards underneath. Below is a solidly welded rectangular steel frame. He remembered that this thing was not there when he left here with the artists yesterday. When he asked, he found out that it had just been installed by the lion dance team more than ten minutes ago.

He saw that the lion dance team members over there had put up the lion dance troupe's signboard high. In the strong wind, the fluttering flag had a line of words: Guangdong Foshan Nanyue Lion Dance Martial Arts Troupe German Branch.

Under Zheng Chunhua's introduction, he met Wang Tianpeng, the leader of the lion dance team.

Wang Tianpeng is about thirty years old, with a strong build and dark skin. He is not tall but very stocky. At first glance, he looks like someone who has been exercising all year round and has a very stable base.

Dong Qiangqiang's first impression of Wang Tianpeng was very good. He couldn't help but clasp his fists and deliberately joked in broken Cantonese he learned from Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas: "Chunhua, you are so awesome. You even invited the famous Master Huang from Foshan. Huang Master, I have admired you for a long time, I wonder if there is anything about martial arts that I can show you this time besides the lion dance, such as shadowless kicks or something?"

People who have studied foreign languages ​​have good ears. Zheng Chunhua immediately sensed something fishy and corrected him: "It's not Master Huang, it's Master Wang. And not everyone from Foshan has shadowless feet."

"Hey, Master Huang is Master Wang, right? Master Huang." Dong Qiangqiang pretended to be reluctant. Wang Tianpeng smiled naively: "Xiao Dong, I don't know what you are talking about. I have been practicing Cai Li Fuquan since I was a child."

"Master Wang, don't listen to his nonsense. First, give us a brief introduction to your team." After that, Zheng Chunhua called Fang Shuang, Ji Fenping and others over.

Wang Tianpeng briefly introduced the background of the lion awakening martial arts group: the team currently has nine people, including two auspicious lions, four lion head masters and lion body members, three gong and drum members, one hydrangea player, and a lion dance scheduler. In the event of an emergency that requires rescue, the lion dance performers, gong and drum players, and the dispatcher can all take responsibility for each other to ensure that the performance is foolproof. They usually live and work in Dusseldorf, North Rhine-Westphalia. This time they were invited by Zheng Chunhua to perform the lion dance. They were extremely happy because they had the opportunity to fight against SARS and boost the morale of the Chinese people. Make a contribution. The spirit of lion awakening has emphasized the traditional Chinese spirit of benevolence, righteousness, courage and wisdom since ancient times. It inherently contains the life philosophy of hard work, passion, fearlessness and self-improvement, which is in line with the spirit of struggle needed to fight against SARS. And, there is no project more suitable for the opening ceremony of China Week than lion dance.

"What if it rains heavily in the middle of (your performance)?" Dong Qiangqiang looked up at the distant skyline with concern. The dark clouds seemed to have not yet rolled over.

"It doesn't matter if it rains or snows. We just let nature take its course. When I was learning lion dance in Guangdong when I was a child, it would rain. No one minded because it would cause trouble when it comes to water. Raining is a good sign, as long as it's not last year. Just like the big floods in the Rhine River in summer," Wang Tianpeng joked.

"If the bet is really serious by then, you decide whether to continue." Zheng Chunhua said with authority, "If you have any questions here, you can ask them now, and we will solve them immediately if we can."

"In our hometown, we usually choose an auspicious time to set off firecrackers as a warm-up before a formal performance, and at the same time it also means to get a good start. We can't set off firecrackers at any time here, so we followed the local customs and changed it to a plum blossom pile performance unique to Southern Lions. , but it’s raining today and the plum blossom piles are slippery. It may not be safe for the masters to perform, so I suggest that it be changed to gongs and drums to warm up the performance. Firstly, it will be lively, and secondly, it will replace the firecrackers. I wonder if you think it is feasible?”

Everyone expressed that they would follow Master Wang’s suggestion. While the lion dance performers were warming up, Dong Qiangqiang quickly communicated his concerns to Zheng Chunhua: Since the martial arts, ancient music and cheongsam shows were all held outdoors, if the performances were held outdoors tomorrow and It rained the day after tomorrow, so the performance could only be placed in the lobby on the first floor of the Department of Economics. It was necessary to communicate with the university first to avoid any objections to the temporary move there. After hearing this, Zheng Chunhua immediately said that she would discuss the matter with the university today.

After the two communicated, Zheng Chunhua checked the microphone and other equipment and followed the manuscript, while Dong Qiangqiang went to see the boss Wanfu. Boss Wanfu originally planned to set up a stall to sell food outdoors, around the location of the lion dance performance, so that the audience could enjoy it while eating. However, because of the rain, the food must not be placed in the open air, so it has been moved to the first floor of the Economics Department. Hall, because Wanfu had previously applied for a temporary permit for both outdoor and indoor food sales, there was no problem in changing the location of the stall. After inspection, Ji Fengping reported back that the classroom where Zheng Chunhua gave a lecture and the multimedia classroom where movies were shown were all properly arranged, and the DVD was also ready. The first one to be shown was "Hero". Zhao Ke said that he and Fang Shuang checked the two-themed display boards again and found that everything was normal. Dong Qiangqiang saw someone setting up a supervision suggestion box beside the stage. He Yuanjin called. Although the rain was not heavy, it was as dense as a net. The instruments could not be played in the open air, so she and others could only stay in the hotel to rehearse. However, if other tenants complained about disturbing the public, they might be forced to terminate the rehearsal. If Dong Qiangqiang has a place where she can rehearse, please tell her immediately.

As planned, the opening ceremony officially started at 9:30. First, Zheng Chunhua announced the official start of China Week, followed by a half-hour lion dance. After the lion dance, Zheng Chunhua led everyone to the classroom arranged in advance to give a speech. Later, Zheng Chunhua introduced the anti-SARS theme exhibition board to all the audience. The audience could browse the contents of the exhibition board and ask questions, and members of the preparatory team were responsible for answering.

Dong Qiangqiang's first class today started at ten o'clock sharp, which happened to conflict with Zheng Chunhua's speech. He had a hard time listening to this class. He should have gone there early and sat in the first row, but after thinking about it, he chose to stay. Zheng Chunhua advised him to go to class first and not to delay the business. She memorized the speech script by heart and prepared it perfectly. She felt that there would be no problem. Moreover, Fang Shuang and others were also present during the speech, so even if there were some temporary mistakes, it would not affect it. Overall, he can rest assured. Dong Qiangqiang promised to go to class after listening to her opening remarks. He would find a way to borrow notes from classmates or read books to make up for what he missed. In any case, this China Week was the first one organized by Trier's international students on their own. He really Don't want to miss any link.

The spring breeze is blowing, the drizzle is blurring, and the wind and rain are the prelude to the Chinese Week.

Half past nine arrived quickly.