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Chapter 170 He Should Go to the Spring Festival Gala
After leaving the Drum Tower, Zhou Xueyan went back to school, she couldn't sleep outside for two days, and she still slept alone, it was so boring.

Afterwards, I got together with the band members again, and most of the time I traveled alone, except for a trip to the Terracotta Warriors and a little further away, I spent the rest of the time wandering around Xi'an, and then saw a performance in the Tang Paradise Garden.

There are really many performances in Xi'an. You can see people in ancient costumes, acting or playing music in various scenic spots anytime, anywhere.

There are often some beauties in Hanfu walking by on the street. Some of them who look happy are mostly local people, and those who have bright eyes and a more active look are mostly tourists.

Walking in the streets and alleys of Xi'an, Chen Xing can also see some street performers playing Guzheng, as well as old people singing Qin opera in various squares.

Han culture and Tang culture seem to be integrated into everyone in Xi'an.

However, when Chen Xing met in Xi'an, he felt that the singer who sang the best was not a singer in a bar, nor an old man singing Qin Opera in the square, but an elderly street performer who sang a dialect from an unknown region in the southwest.

Entertainers, traditionally, refer to entertainers.

Street performers, that is, on the street, whether it is singing, dancing, or showing any kind of talent.They exchange their talents for the expenses they need to earn a living.

The old man Chen Xing saw was like this.

Chen Xing saw him in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, walking out of the row of small souvenir shops, and was about to enter the garden. This old man is very common to see, the image of an old farmer in the country, with a white beard and a white beard. straw hat.

The musical instrument in his hand seems to be Yueqin or something. The bottom of the musical instrument is round, but it is still a kind of musical instrument.

Because Chen Xing prefers ancient culture, he knows a little more about ancient musical instruments than ordinary people, but he doesn't know what this musical instrument is called. Let's say it is Yueqin, and there is another difference.

He didn't have any cushions, just sat on the ground without caring about his appearance, with a small leather bag next to him, with some change in it.

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sun is high, so the wind is blowing~ The little boat is coming here, shaking and shaking all the way~ For the one you love, get up so early~ No matter how far the road is, I am willing to work hard... "

The tune is the same as that of "Did You Know", but the words are different.

As soon as Chen Xing heard him sing, he knew that this was a traditional folk tune. Maybe you knew that it was borrowed from the composition of this song?
There were quite a few onlookers, but Chen Xing felt that many people here probably couldn't understand what the old man sang.

It is originally a dialect in the southwest region, and the voice of the elderly is not very loud.

He sang like watching an old mainland movie decades ago and listening to the people singing in it. This should be considered a style, at least Chen Xing likes it very much.

After Chen Xing continued to listen to the old man singing two or three songs here, he took out his mobile phone.

Ah this...

The old man did not put a payment code.

Prostitution is not in Chen Xing's character. After listening for half an hour, he can't just give nothing. The old man even looked at him and laughed several times.

Chen Xing quietly withdrew from the crowd and walked towards the souvenir shop over there.

There are two rows of huts selling souvenirs, each of which is about the size of a newsstand. There are many Hanfu sellers in these huts, both for adults and children, just outside the wall of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

He came here and asked, "Boss, can you exchange 100 yuan for me?"

"Change change? Don't buy anything?"

"Can I exchange it if I don't buy it?"

"No, brother, you can go to the side and ask again. Now you pay with your mobile phone. Where can I find you 100 yuan change? Let's go."

"The whole money is okay?"

"Can't change, no!"

Chen Xing looked at the things in his shop, and they were all key chains and other accessories. Chen Xing really didn't need them. He seldom took keys with him when he went out now, and the time at home was relatively short, so he didn't need these small accessories.

Changing to a different store, Chen Xing asked again: "Boss, can I change some money? I want to show my gratitude to the old man who sings over there, but I really don't have any change."

This shop sells musical instruments, and the owner is a middle-aged woman.

"For what? The whole money for change?"

"No, I scan your WeChat for 100 yuan, and you just give me 100 yuan."

The eldest sister poked her head out and looked out. She had always heard voices over there, but she couldn't hear clearly. The location of her shop was not easy to see. Now she could only see an old man sitting on the ground among the crowd.

"Oh, it's so cold," she said.

Chen Xing said with a smile: "Who said it wasn't? But he sings very well, he is a skilled person."

"Hey, it's useless to have a craft, and you can't make money with an old craft, that's all right, you can sweep me, and give me ten yuan by the way, and do good deeds with you."

The eldest sister took out a one-hundred-dollar card from her pocket, felt that it was wrong, and asked again: "Do you want a one-hundred-dollar card, or a one-hundred change?"

"It will be all right."

"You give one hundred?"

"Correct."

She took out a piece of [-] yuan and a piece of [-] yuan and handed it to Chen Xing, and said, "Good boy, come to Auntie's to buy things later, Auntie will give you a discount."

"Thank you auntie."

Chen Xing went back with the money and put the two bills in the old man's purse.

The old man saw a red note and looked up.

When he sang, he rarely looked directly at the audience's faces, but he still had a deep memory of Chen Xing. He had watched it several times before, but he didn't see it for a while, so he came and gave me 100 yuan?
"Thank you, thank you..."

"No, no, you can sing very well, and here is ten yuan, which was given by the eldest sister in the shop over there."

The old man sang beautifully, and the lyrics of the songs were full of depth. Chen Xing felt that it was normal for this kind of person to earn as much as he could.

They are much more elegant than those who earn hundreds or tens of millions by copying songs.

After leaving here, Chen Xing walked around the garden a few times, and he came out to the square outside when it was almost seven o'clock.

At this point in time, there are many people around here, whether they are locals or tourists... because the musical fountain is about to start.

The fountain of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda sprays four times a day.

Twelve o'clock, four o'clock, seven o'clock, nine o'clock.

In summer, the fountain at nine o'clock is the most beautiful, because it is completely dark at nine o'clock, and the lights in the fountain will be bright and beautiful.

But it's winter now, March hasn't arrived yet, and it gets dark early, so there are many people at the seven o'clock event.

When Chen Xing came out, the lights on the Big Wild Goose Pagoda were already on. When he walked to the front of the square, which is the best place to watch the musical fountain, he found that there were children in front of him.

Forget it, don't squeeze with these children, anyway, they won't affect my sight.

(End of this chapter)