From teaching to superstar

Chapter 39 Mapang Yongcuo (third update)

Seeing such a beautiful scenery, a group of people couldn't help running, shouting loudly, the excitement in their voices was undisguised.

Seeing their excitement, Hu Yang was in a trance.

It seems that there is a beautiful figure who thinks day and night looking at him with a smile on the lake.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand, but she gradually drifted away, shaking her head at herself, it turned out to be more and more blurred.

He opened his mouth to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound no matter what.

A look of disappointment climbed up Hu Yang's face.

Taking a deep breath, a strange aroma penetrated into his nostrils, very much like the Tibetan incense lingering in temples, a handful of small blue-gray flowers growing beside his feet, it is the aroma it emits.

This should be the raw material of Tibetan incense in the temple.

"Teacher Hu, come quickly, this place is so beautiful!" Alice waved excitedly to Hu Yang.

After shouting, continue to run forward.

Populus euphratica also walked forward slowly. Compared with Gang Rinpoche's turning around the mountain, those who come here to turn around the lake are basically invisible.

When Populus euphratica came to them, everyone couldn't wait to record the beautiful scenery here.

After looking at them a few times, he put down his backpack and continued walking until he came to the lake.

As the breeze blew, the lake surface was slightly turbulent, and Populus euphratica took a cup of water and poured it over his head.

According to legend, the holy water of Manasarovar can cleanse the troubles and obstacles in people's hearts.

Seeing Hu Yang's movements, Meng Ya came over and asked, "Mr. Hu, what are you doing?"

Walked up from the lake, wiped the water off his body with his sleeve, and told her the legend here.

Hearing that it still had this effect, Meng Ya quickly put the backpack on the ground and ran into the lake.

She wanted to use water a long time ago, but she didn't know if there was any taboo, and now she heard Hu Yang say that, she was naturally very happy.

The others followed suit, and after playing in the holy lake for a while, they came up.

But everyone became refreshed, making people feel that the water in the holy lake is really magical.

"If you are lucky enough, you can pick up the most precious multicolored stone here, get it, you can get the protection of the gods, and it is also the most spiritual treasure of the holy lake." Hu Yang said to Deng Liyun and others.

In an instant, a dazzling light burst into their eyes.

Deng Liyun stared at Qian Ming.

"Teacher Hu, are there many?" Qian Ming asked a little anxiously.

After all, Hu Yang has already said that if you are lucky enough, you can get it.

"This is a legend that has been passed down for thousands of years. The probability of being able to pick it up is about the same as picking up gold." After thinking for a while, he said.

For a moment, Qian Ming was dumbfounded.

Ignoring the two of them, Hu Yang walked slowly towards the lake.

The wind blowing from the holy lake gradually calmed his lost heart.

Missing is like wine, the longer the time, the more mellow it will be.

There is a large grass beach between the "Sacred Mountain" and the "Holy Lake", and the clouds in the sky are particularly low.

From time to time, you can also see groups of wild donkeys, Tibetan antelopes, foxes, countless hares, black-necked cranes in the swamp, and pairs of mandarin ducks.

The wild donkeys here are big and fat, with golden fur and white belly. They have a very graceful running posture and are not too afraid of people.

The Tibetan antelope is an extremely beautiful animal, and it is also a unique species in the ecology of the snow region. However, it was hunted on a large scale. Today, there are not many of these once known as "the pride of Hoh Xil".

Hu Yang looked at the nature elves strolling leisurely by the lake in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Birds fly and hares jump. It shows the rhythm of life, making the holy lake more holy and full of charm.

The sound of taking pictures rang from time to time.

In other places, it is difficult to see this harmony between man and nature and animals.

I found a stone standing by the lake, touched it a little hot, sprinkled it with a little holy water, sat on it and looked at Alice and the others not far away.

Looking at the beautiful and sacred Manasarovar, Hu Yang thought of a song.

Gently close your eyes, brewing emotions.

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【Manasabad Yongcuo is as beautiful as jade】

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【Cute geese look like gold ornaments】

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【Thin silk pricked strings】

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【Moisturize in the lake water】

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[Ajuela, Mapang Yongcuo is as beautiful as jade]

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【Manasabad Yongcuo is as beautiful as jade】

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【Cute geese look like gold ornaments】

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[Guge king's achievements]

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[appears on the lake]

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[Ajuela, Mapang Yongcuo is as beautiful as jade]

Although there is no accompaniment, the unique Tibetan pronunciation makes the singing extremely beautiful, echoing on the holy lake.

Ethereal, mysterious sounds lure the photographers around them.

Hu Yang seems to have entered the state of never forgetting, singing these incomprehensible music over and over again.

Alice and the others speculated that Populus euphratica should sing in Tibetan.

Because during the week of elementary school, they heard that some old people there communicated in this tone.

However, it did not prevent everyone from recording Populus euphratica's singing with excitement.

Especially those who were not familiar with Populus euphratica, it had to be said that it was an unexpected surprise for them.

About half an hour later, Populus euphratica slowly opened his eyes, looking at the Namunani Snow Mountain in the distance with peaceful eyes.

"Clap clap."

Suddenly, applause rang in Hu Yang's ears.

Looking back, I saw Alice and the others clapping their hands excitedly.

"Brother Yang, you are really amazing. You are indeed the strongest contestant in "The New Song of Huaguo." Qian Ming looked at Hu Yang excitedly.

When he went to Gang Rinpoche to turn around the mountain, he could sing "Kang Rinpoche turned around the mountain".

When you come to the holy lake in Manasarovar, you can also sing a song.

Although I don't know whether it is a local folk song or he created it, but he Qian Ming can't understand it, but there is also a kind of unconsciousness, and it feels very good.

People around who didn't know Populus euphratica, when they heard Qian Ming's words, looked at the black and thin young man sitting on the stone by the lake again, and they all showed surprise expressions.

Although he is not very handsome, he has good facial features and has an aura that makes people can't help but get close to him.

Especially when I just closed my eyes and sang, I felt like a spring breeze and a feeling of peace of mind.

Some people can't wait to ask Deng Liyun and the others what is Populus euphratica's name and what songs they have sung.

Because of the strength of Populus euphratica, they saw in their eyes that even the a cappella is so good, will the recording studio's music be so good that it will make their ears pregnant?

As colleagues, Deng Liyun and the others naturally did not hesitate to tell the people around them about Populus euphratica's record.

Under her eloquence, the crowd couldn't help but burst into exclamations, and the eyes they looked at Hu Yang were even more shocked.

At the same time, I couldn't help but get excited. I was lucky enough to record his singing live. This is probably the only time.

"Brother Yang, what's the name of this song?" Qian Ming asked.

"It has the same name as the holy lake, "Masang Yongcuo"." Hu Yang said with a smile.

"It's so nice, can I post it online? If not, I'll delete it." Qian Ming asked while holding up his phone.

"There's nothing wrong with it, whatever you want."

This Populus euphratica really doesn't matter.

(End of this chapter)