under the spotlight

Chapter 133
Traveling through the bustling modern civilization and taking refuge in the quaint human fireworks, Lu Beicen wanted to experience in depth the so-called earth atmosphere and the smell of fireworks.

She can't remember how many years ago, at dusk like this, she was always immersed in the smell of books, evening self-study in high school, library in college, even in the year of internship, she was mostly on the computer forward.

When she was in high school, she had just entered an aristocratic school from an ordinary middle school in the suburbs. Even an exquisite school uniform could not conceal her inner panic. She could only wrap herself in a layer of coldness. For three years, she lived alone. He is a loner, and he doesn't fit in well with those classmates from well-to-do families. His only friends are books, and the only thing he can get out of is grades.

Get off the car after crossing the bridge, look up and see the huge neon signboard of Qianyang Taste, Lu Beicen was stunned, thinking of the old man he met in the afternoon, with the plain and simple look on his body, look at this The shiny signboard seems a bit out of place and weird.

But after being dazed for a while, I heard bursts of cheers from the river, followed by a burst of rhythmic dance music. As far as I could see, a large group of young people formed a circle, and some were following the rhythm. Those who danced wildly, some just watched, and then occasionally shouted cheers such as "Hello" and "Beautiful".

Going forward, it is obvious that a group of aunts are dancing square dances. It seems that since the Olympic Games in the first year, square dancing, a sport with a strong mass base, has blown from the capital to all parts of the country like a gust of wind. The dusk of the night adds infinite vitality and excitement.

Lu Beicen's footsteps involuntarily walked towards the site that was bigger than the square dancing aunt.Slowly squeezed to a slightly higher place under a magnolia tree, and through the gaps in the crowd, I finally saw clearly that the people inside were dancing a dynamic dance to the rhythmic music. Is hip-hop?

Lu Beicen suddenly became more curious about the city of Qianyang. You must know that at this time, in prefecture-level cities like this, young people generally choose to go out to study and stay in first-tier cities to work hard, or they don’t When I was able to go to university, I went out to work early.

But in a city like Qianyang, there are a group of young people who are leading the trend of the times. They are in stark contrast to the square dancing aunts next to them. It seems that it is really a beautiful and warm thing to live freely in the place where you live.

While Lu Beicen was in a trance, everyone was booing, as if they were waiting for a long time, a young man in a white shirt, dark trousers, and a very formal tie walked into the arena , greeted everyone with a smile, then stuffed the tie casually into the gap of the shirt on his chest, rolled up the sleeves of the shirt, and a burst of restless music came out.

That person just started dancing like that. It was quite gentle at first, but as the rhythm got faster and faster, the sense of power of the music became stronger and stronger, and the range of movements of that person became bigger and bigger. That body should be very restrained. The formal attire didn't seem to cause him any inconvenience. In Lu Beicen's eyes, a series of movements were like juggling, or they could only be performed by those gymnasts he saw on TV...

At the end of the song, the man raised his hand amidst the cheers of the crowd and the voice of the Great God, and another verse, and while taking off his tie, he said slowly: "You guys play, I haven't eaten yet, change it." Come again someday."

The man stuffed the tie into the purse of his trousers, and while shaking the sweat from his forehead, he walked out of the crowd, but in this direction, he was getting closer and closer to Lu Beicen.

A few young people beside Lu Beicen greeted the person who came over, called Brother Qi, and then made way for him. The man walked around and walked towards the Magnolia tree behind Lu Beicen. She noticed that on the tree behind her, at some point, a suit jacket and a briefcase were hung. Under the flickering lights, the briefcase exuded the luster of well-made and well-maintained.

The man stood under the tree outside the crowd, shook his hands and wanted to get the bag and suit, but more sweat poured out on his forehead, and he wiped the sweat that almost flowed into his eyes and mouth in a little embarrassment , there was a helpless smile on his face, but there was a young man who knew him next to him, who seemed to see his predicament, and shouted at the people nearby: "Tissue, who brought the tissue?"

The people around had obviously had dinner, packed lightly, and were about to come dance. Most of them had sweat towels around their hands. Such an extremely personal thing, even covered with sweat, was obviously not It's convenient for the great god in their eyes to use it again. By accident, Lu Beicen took out a pack of wet tissues from the side pocket of the backpack hanging in front of him, and quietly handed it to the great god.

The Great Master was stunned for a moment, glanced at Lu Beicen, then reached out to take it with a smile, and thanked him very politely. Some of the young people next to him shouted, some started to boo, and the corners of Lu Beicen's mouth squeezed. Smiling, waved his hands, walked straight from the back of the crowd, passed through the orderly dance formation of the square dancing aunts, and walked slowly along the river embankment.

A cool river breeze blew by, and Lu Beicen crossed the crosswalk, and further on, there was a cultural landscape connected with a natural landscape, and there were no people at night.Walking freely in the brightly lit streets and alleys full of tourists, Lu Beicen enjoys this kind of life in the busy market.

Turning out of the last alley, there is a faint aroma of coffee floating in the air. On the right is a small cold drink shop. Lu Beicen couldn't help but look inside. It turned out to be a rather romantic coffee shop with a log color. The bar counter and the professional coffee machine behind the bar counter lifted Lu Beicen's spirits. He was a little thirsty at the moment and had to work overtime at night to catch up on manuscripts. A cup of coffee seemed like a good choice.

After Lu Beicen bought coffee from the coffee shop, took the coffee and continued to walk towards the bridge, only to find that the row from the left side of the street to the bridge was actually the boundary of the Qianyang Taste Restaurant, which made her involuntarily I also thought of the inheritor of the traditional sculpture skills.

What an interesting person, the corners of Lu Beicen's mouth curled up, and he couldn't help thinking to himself, as if he could come here for whatever he wanted, and he saw the old man sitting at the table by the street, smiling and looking at him. Own.

It’s past dinner time now, and the night market hasn’t started yet. There are only two or three tables that can’t be seen on the street, and the bottle in front of the old man seems to be a kind of local Baijiu in Qianyang, called Qianyang. Small burnt, two and a half bottles, drank half of it.

There is a large bowl and two plates on the table, three dishes, and there is a person on the side who is immersed in eating.

The old man smiled and said to Lu Beicen: "Little girl, why did you come out for a walk alone at night?"

Hearing the old man's sudden utterance, the person who was eating next to him also raised his head. Lu Beicen's smile froze from the corner of his mouth, and the person was obviously a little surprised, but in just a moment, he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and rushed Lu Beicen smiled: "Just now, thank you."

Lu Beicen looked at the great god who had changed into an extremely casual T-shirt and shorts in front of him, smiled and waved his empty hand, and then answered the old man's question shyly: "Teacher has something to do, I will come out by myself." Turn around."

The old man looked at the young man beside him, then at Lu Beicen, and greeted with a smile, "If you're tired from walking around, can you just sit here and rest for a while?"

Lu Beicen was already very interested in the old man, and he was such a strange street dancer, so he nodded kindly, pulled away the round stool, sat down and said, "Thank you, I won't delay your business. ?"

The old man took a sip of his wine, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Guest appearance, it's just a guest appearance, besides, it's not time to serve guests."

The old man looked at the half-bowl of rice in front of him, and said in an unembarrassed way: "Have you seen it?"

Just as the master was about to explain, Lu Beicen said with a smile: "It was a coincidence, I just saw the master dancing street dance."

The old man laughed and said: "What a god, this is my son. Every day when he comes back from get off work, the first thing he does is to join in the fun with those young people."

Seeing the complacency in the eyes of the old man and the humility on his lips, Lu Beicen smiled and said, "Isn't this also a cameo? The key is you two, even being a guest can be a god, but it's not easy." The old man He and the hip-hop dancer were both taken aback by Lu Beicen's words, and then one laughed out loud, and the other laughed brightly.

The old man laughed and said: "You little girl can really talk. These days, it's rare to see a little girl who can talk like you and speak so well. The little girl is studying in university?"

Lu Beicen couldn't help laughing too. After living for more than 20 years, it was the first time he was praised for being able to speak, but he just smiled and shook his head and said, "I've graduated and I'm already working."

"Then you are also in the TV business?" The old man asked again with a smile.

Lu Beicen looked at the old man in surprise, and the old man still had a smile on his face: "Your teacher in the afternoon, I thought he looked a little familiar at the time, but when I thought about it later, he seemed to be a cameraman who used to take pictures of my workshop. I watched a little video, but he was still young at that time, and now he is also a teacher, and it has been five or six years since then."

"The old man really has a good memory. What kind of video did you shoot before?" Lu Beicen asked.

"That's when it was said that it was necessary to apply for the world heritage and to shoot some video materials. It was quite troublesome. It took an hour or two just to turn on the lights."

"Then the specifications of your video shooting are quite high. If you set up lights for one or two hours, you need at least four or five light sources."

"Then I, an old man, don't quite understand. Anyway, I'm sweating all over. We also cooperate and cooperate actively. It's not easy to pass on this traditional handicraft. Look at me. When I was young, I relied on It is difficult to support a family with this craft, so I can only rely on this cameo to make a living.” When every old man talks about it, it seems to be a book with different content. Those who haven’t read it feel very curious, but they have read it over and over again. , I don’t want to watch it anymore.

(End of this chapter)