I really don't want to fight with gods

Jing Xiaoqiang really thinks that God is fair, there are gains and losses. These Arab men have gained wealth and lost their troubles.

outrageous.

At least in this seaside capital, drinking alcohol and having affairs with women other than wives is absolutely not allowed. Of course, you can marry back if you like, as long as you can afford it.

As a result, even members of the royal family sat there in a social gathering, smoking hookah, playing chess, or a group of men dancing!
No wonder Mosea's elder brothers played wildly whenever they went outside, so they came back here to live such a penance-like life.

The venue was extremely simple. The Rolls-Royce inlaid with gold and silver sent Jing Xiaoqiang to a desert in the outskirts of the city. There was a bonfire and a floral carpet, and the white gauze light shed was quite freehand.

There is no alcohol in sight except for barbecue, snacks, and tea.

Healthy as hell.

The dance style of local tyrants is also pure and simple, that is, three or five men standing in a row is similar to dancing hand in hand, but they will add props as they like, not a kind of rattan cane commonly seen in the desert, but also hookah sticks and even picks. AK rifle with a magazine.

Showing the pure joy of eating hot pot and singing.

Jing Xiaoqiang has repeatedly emphasized in his heart, don't be tested by this superficially relaxed illusion, but it is just a feudal city-state cast by oil and gas. Pay for the enjoyment of a small group of "citizens".

But sooner or later, oil and gas will be drained, and this illusory paradise will collapse one day.

But I really can't stand the easy emotional infection of these men. Just a tambourine can be shaken and swayed with local tyrants' steps. Seven or eight bearded men wearing white headscarves danced, and there was a sense of beauty.

Jing Xiaoqiang dare not say he is the king of dancing in Asia, but he is also a top dancer in the world. He was eager to see his skills, so he got up and danced along with the booing of others' invitations.

The casual clothes that Mosiah prepared for him were of course white robes and white turbans with black circles. The loose and comfortable clothes felt more in line with the natural environment.

In fact, it is a bit like a square dance in terms of movement characteristics, but it also has a special rippling atmosphere, that is, a step movement is often accompanied by a half-step back rhyme. The rhythm of professional dancers must be superb. It seems to be the same, and it is more in line with the aesthetic feeling of rhythm.

So such a simple dance, Jing Xiaoqiang must have a special flavor when he jumps out. The white robes are standing in a row behind him and doing the same action on the background board, so that Jing Xiaoqiang actually found a bit of a square dance lead dance.

Then almost all the leisurely and relaxed white robes stood up and danced along with laughter, and a grizzled old man with a slightly fat belly even danced side by side with Jing Xiaoqiang.

After receiving several million dollars in appearance fees, Jing Xiaoqiang casually sang the Japanese version of "Oil House" with professional ethics, which fits the swaying feeling of Japanese minor tunes.

"I thought I could take a break, but I started working again

I thought it was going to end, but it turned out that leverage has just started

Feeling more and more heavy

It is right to say that having a job is the right way
Oh, you, only life is left
It's just that heavy and tired life..."

It doesn't need any musical instrument accompaniment, and the voice with a bit of nasal resonance is lazy and humorous, drifting freely in the vast wilderness.

Even if they couldn't understand the lyrics he sang, these royal white robes could actually adjust their footsteps to the rhythm of his singing, shaking their heads and knocking on any object in their hands together, including canes, rattan, rifles, and even lamb chop bones. Spin and dance.

It's actually a bit of a psychedelic color after flying leaves or being slightly drunk.

The winds of the wilderness seemed to dance with it, causing the sparks from the campfire to dance around these relaxed men.

Jing Xiaoqiang even joined the original duet in the song and dance drama on a whim. The old woman sang in a mocking voice: "I was a young man just now, but now I am a grandfather, you, you..."

Everyone even heard the shaking of Tongtai.

anyway dance
The most original truth is that singing expresses ambition and dancing expresses emotion. As for what the lyrics are or what the dancing poses symbolize, it doesn't matter.

Just relax and be happy after returning to the most original work.

Of course, the local tyrants may also be able to relax after working for two hours today. In the end, Qiqi thanked the famous singer for his performance with applause.

Jing Xiaoqiang was still a little surprised, why did I spend millions of dollars to invite Lao Tzu?
He still noticed that everyone was supporting and surrounding the gray old man intentionally or unintentionally, but he pretended not to see it.

Sure enough, a concert could be held the next day, and Jing Xiaoqiang was communicating to Hei Zai and the others in advance that they could follow the tone of "Oil House" and relax, without exploding heavy metal, and fooling around with the stable dollars in the past to finish the job.

I saw a large group of white robes surrounding the grizzled old man with a slightly fat stomach. He was different from the amiable and amiable man who was leisurely in the desert yesterday, but now he has a bit more domineering and superior demeanor.

Making money is not shabby, Jing Xiaoqiang took the lead in flattering and bowing, Hei Zi and the others followed suit.

This time, Mosea was beside her to translate the introduction. Of course, it was her grandparents who took the lead. She liked yesterday's singing very much and hoped that she could sing better and happier today.

When she said this, Mosea bowed her waist the whole time without raising her head.

It shows the status of women here.

Jing Xiaoqiang also secretly rejoiced that he didn't bring his little ones to suffer such aggrieved.

Nodding and bowing respectfully to see the big man off, he let out a long breath, made a face with Hei Zai, and went to work on the stage.

Lu Kunlun also tacitly made the atmosphere of the electronic music mix more flat and relaxed.

It is the only stadium in the capital, which can only be seen on a stage more than one meter high. The big bosses led by the gray old man are sitting in front of the inclined stage. There are two to 3000 people sitting in the infield the size of a football field. It looks absolutely not rich. That is expensive.

The surrounding stands were filled with tens of thousands of people. Jing Xiaoqiang secretly laughed in his heart. Is this a local tyrant singing in the Middle East? Have all the rich and high-ranking Eight Banners children been invited over?

As far as the eye can see, there are absolutely no foreign workers who specialize in hard and dirty work in this country, and there are even very few women with black veils, all of them are lazy and freehand in white robes.

Be gentle then.

Anyway, I may not be able to understand English, so Mandarin, Cantonese, and Japanese can be used.

"There are so many people in this world", "I thought about it too", "Cold Rainy Night" and other folk songs, blues, tenderness and rock in turn.

At close range, you can even pay attention to the expressions of the big guys, and adjust the singing style at any time. Jing Xiaoqiang even changed the sweaty sports style of singing and dancing before, and basically stood in front of the stage steadily, wearing a shirt and jeans unbiased.

It is not easy to make money.

There must be no girl group to show off and dance, and even the "Riverdance" song and dance performance that crossed the stage was reminded by Jing Xiaoqiang, only one heroine was left, and she was dressed in a high-necked loose dance skirt, eliminating any sexuality* sense element.

It's always okay.

When Jing Xiaoqiang was drinking water in the background during the interval of the song and dance performance, he saw Mosi Ya quietly hiding in the corner of the curtain and looking out from the gap.

When she was discovered, she tried to express some embarrassment, but even with the black veil covering her face, Jing Xiaoqiang could still see the tension on her face!
Suspicion suddenly arose: "What?"

The black-robed girl shook her head vigorously and silently, but what was revealed in her eyes was killing me as if to kill me!

Jing Xiaoqiang stared at her for a long time, Hei Zai passed by from behind and patted him on the shoulder to signal that he was about to go on stage again, then he shook his head helplessly and followed.

At this time, if you ask what calculations are there and what is the point, you should be careful.

So in the second half of Jing Xiaoqiang's singing, he paid more attention to the bosses in the front row, but suddenly found that the middle-aged royal family and his wife who were sitting on the edge of the front row at the beginning were gone...

It was the middle-aged couple who came to greet them when they arrived.
The royal couple that Seya had a conversation with, because the women who can sit in the front row are rarely two or three, and that one is wearing a purple robe veil that is extremely rare for other women. Jing Xiaoqiang scanned the audience at the beginning Inevitably noticed.

It's gone now.

We can't go to the bathroom together. Jing Xiaoqiang, who was singing "Forever Together", just got a little distracted, and this thought crossed his mind.

I saw bright fireworks in the night sky... No, there are no fancy lights in the night sky. Are these flares? !
Then there was a rapid and intensive gunshot sounding almost simultaneously in all directions! ! !
Jing Xiaoqiang subconsciously used his singing movements to glance back at the corner of the backstage, the corner where Mosea was hiding before, but he saw that figure was still hiding there...

Just like his singing, it seems that there is a momentary tremor, but he still hides it and persists.

He continued to sing as if nothing had happened, pretending that he didn't hear the gunshots at all, didn't see the light slowly falling in the sky, and didn't see the movements of those white robes who were already looking around in a commotion in the front row.

But in fact, from the corner of his eyes, the gray old man slowly raised his head, as if he was listening, but also seemed to be thinking, and he was particularly eye-catching in the panic around him.

To be precise, the whole stadium was moving. Thirty to fifty thousand people were all looking around in the stands, either running towards the highest point of the stands hoping to look outside, or scurrying towards the exit below the stands.

It was like headless flies swarming everywhere in the arena... well, it is more accurate to say that the state of not being a fly is white.

Because it seems like all the exits from the stadium are locked!

This kind of standard stadium with a running track around it, the surrounding stands can't even go directly to the stadium, there is a deep channel ring like a moat.

People are all crowded around this channel circle!
I don't know what they are yelling at the center of the field.

Hei Zai and the others were a little surprised at first, but seeing Jing Xiaoqiang in such a stable state, they forcibly suppressed it, played their respective instruments, and continued to cooperate with the singing.

"Even on broken mirrors
There will also be a new landscape

Like the first acquaintance under the quiet window in the morning
Because it will start from scratch and gradually be enriched..."

It seems that there is a kind of magical power, which has been insisting on the singing echoing above the stadium, and the close-up of Jing Xiaoqiang's face, which has been locked on the super-large screen, seems to give the scene a stable comfort like a reassurance.

So many people actually slowly sat back to their original positions, gave up futile and ignorant blind movements, watched the singing and dancing in front of them, and listened to the gunshots that actually dissipated quickly, which turned into sporadic occasional shots.

Something big must have happened!

I'm afraid countless people are lying in the same trough as Jing Xiaoqiang.