Shenhao started as a military training anchor

Chapter 196 The love between the uncle and the little girl

"...Who married you who is sentimental, who read your diary, who tied up your long hair, who made you a wedding dress..."

In Holly's impression, Lao Lang hadn't sung this song "My Deskmate" for many years.

Although he is the lead singer of this song and he is the one who made it popular, the person who often takes advantage of this song is Gao Xiaosong.

That musician who has no worries and feels good about himself.

There are more and more people watching on the lawn.

Wang Qiqi weighed his feet and looked at Holly stupidly.

Holly smiled.

In fact, among girls, her height of 1.6 meters and [-] meters is not considered short, but she is still a little girl among the crowd.

Holly knelt down and patted his shoulder.

The little loli smiled happily and sat on Holly's shoulder.

The master lifts it high.

Joyful and happy.

This open-air concert was organized by Qiangyin Entertainment, Dali Cultural Tourism, and Lao Lang’s music studio.

Folk folk gather together to add beauty to Dali's "spring".

Each song is a familiar song.

Lao Lang sang "Do Not Escape", "Escape from the Tiger's Mouth", and "You at the Same Desk".

Zhou Yunpeng sang "September" and "Sauvignon Blanc".

Xiaohe brought several rearranged nursery rhymes.

Zhang Weiwei brought "Xiu Shui Street" and "Two Goats".

When the concert was about to end, everyone in the audience shouted "Midian".

Zhang Weiwei smiled awkwardly.

Every time I perform, I will be asked to sing "Midian".

"Midian" is indeed a ballad that can be regarded as a god in the Chinese folk ballad circle.

Zhang Weiwei also relied on this song to establish her status as the "folk god".

Of course, this very experienced musician’s other songs are also very good.

It's just that the phrase "March every year belongs to "Midian"" is too popular on the Internet.

Even if you don’t know others, you have heard this song.

The whole audience shouted together for him to sing Midian.

But the concert is over.

Zhang Weiwei may not want to sing one song for the rest of his life. He hopes that friends who like folk songs will pay attention to more of his works. Many times he doesn’t want to sing this song.

Just like the cheating man's "Mohe Dance Hall", I sang until I vomited.

"What a pity, I didn't hear him sing "Midian"!" Wang Qiqi, who was riding on Holly's shoulders, sighed.

Holly: "You also listen to folk songs?"

Their cosplay scene seems to have nothing to do with folk music.

Wang Qiqi nodded, "Last year, iQiyi had a folk song program. I watched every episode. My favorite song is "Midian"."

"It's disappointing, why don't you sing "Midian"?"

"I came here after seeing the promotional poster, so I've been waiting for this song."

"Can you satisfy the fans?"

"It's useless, folk singers have such unique personalities."

"It's possible to sing in a commercial performance. After all, the sponsor pays for it. For this kind of charity performance, forget it, as long as you can see him in person."

There were sighs of discussion at the scene.

Holly also didn't hear his friends singing "Midian" live.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Guan Pinnan.

After this guy cooperated with Holly to organize the program "Anchor Rushes Forward", he was promoted when he returned and is now the department head of Qiangyin Entertainment.

Since today's concert is hosted by Qiangyin Entertainment, he has the right to speak.

Guan Pinnan received information from Holly and was surprised to learn that he was in Dali.

"Mr. Huo, I'm right there!"

Holly: "There are so many people here who want to hear them sing "Midian", so please make arrangements."

Guan Pinnan: "OK!"

Lao Lang and the others were ready to pack up their instruments, and Guan Pinnan went up to communicate with them in person.

Official face must be given to several musicians.

Zhang Weiwei smiled helplessly: "I still can't escape!

Come on then? "

Several friends smiled and nodded.

Putting on the guitar again.

The familiar prelude sounded.

The fans turned around and ran back.

Zhang Weiwei opened her voice: "A special fan is here. This song "Midian" is dedicated to him. Thank you for your love and support."

"Who?"

"Is it such a big deal?"

"Didn't you stop singing just now? Why are you singing again now?"

"Probably the boss."

"Listen to the music, listen to the music, and stop talking about it."

Wang Qiqi sat on Holly's shoulders, looked down at Holly, and said with a smile, "Master, is it you?"

Holly: "Guess!"

"It must be you, only you have that ability."

Holly smiled: "Listen to the song!"

"The smoke and rain of March are swaying in the south

You are sitting in your empty rice shop

You hold an apple in one hand and fate in the other
Looking for my own fragrance

……

Lover
Do you feel that tomorrow is coming?
Our boat is parked at the pier

I'll wash my hair and climb up the mast
The home that holds up our grape branches and leaves

......"

Anyone who likes folk songs knows this song.

The whole audience chorused.

This concert was pushed to a climax.

As the last guitar tone fell, Old Wolf waved goodbye to his folk friends, "We'll see you next year."

The fans got their wish.

Guan Pinnan saw Holly in the crowd, smiled and greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Huo, I didn't expect you were here."

"Like you, come to Dali for a spring outing." Holly said.

"Have you eaten? Let's eat together?" Guan Pinnan invited warmly.

"Let's sit together!" Holly smiled.

After the scene was cleaned up, Holly walked towards Lao Lang and the others.

Guan Pinnan introduced: "Brother Lang, this is Mr. Huo, the fan who ordered "Midian" just now."

"Hello, Mr. Huo." Lao Lang extended his hand and called.

"Nice to meet you, Brother Wolf." Holly smiled, "I grew up listening to your singing."

Everyone laughed.We went to Zhou Yunpeng’s home in Dali together.

Food and wine have been placed in the courtyard.

The old wolf was the backbone of their group. He picked up the wine glass and said, "Cheers to meet again.

At the same time, I would like to pay tribute to our Mr. Huo and Mr. Guan. "

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses together.

If nothing else, this group of musicians is planning to drink until the afternoon.

The anesthetic effect of alcohol can inspire them even more.

A meal of wine turned into a lyrics and music exchange meeting.

This is Dali's literature and art that ordinary people cannot feel.

Old Wolf looked at Holly: "Does Mr. Huo like folk songs?"

Holly nodded: "I started listening to it when I was in junior high school."

Zhang Weiwei: "Which song does Mr. Huo like the most?"

Holly said: "Your "Midian" and Ma Tiao's "Blockade"!"

Lao Lang said: "Oh, I am very familiar with the song "Blockade". I produced this album of Ma Tiao."

This is true.

Ma Tiao, a man from the northwest, can sing such delicate folk songs and become another god in the folk circle, and it is inseparable from Lao Lang, a bole.

Ma Tiao has always regarded him as his big brother.

The old wolf smiled and said, "Mr. Huo, come for a while?"

Offering the guitar to Holly.

Holly shook his head and said, "Brother Wolf, I really can't do this."

The old wolf smiled and said, "Is it okay to sing?
In this way, you sing and we will accompany you. "

Holly: "I'll try!"

Wang Qiqi's eyes widened, and the masters of the folk music circle accompanied the master.

What kind of treatment is this?

For ordinary people, they might only be able to see them on TV.

Not to mention sitting, drinking, chatting and singing together.

"I'll take a video for you."

Wang Qiqi was very excited and picked up her mobile phone to record the video.

Lao Lang played the guitar and beat the rhythm, "Mr. Huo, let's go 1, 2, 3!"

Holly: "I was hiding in the shadows I had designed for myself for years...

You still don’t know how to fall in love for the first time
But you don’t understand that my emotions are mottled

Just acting coquettishly

In the lake of my dying soul

Reflecting your innocent and bright smile

How do you tell me to leave?
......"

Lao Lang: "Perfect! Mr. Huo's voice also has a sense of vicissitudes of life, which is very suitable for the emotion expressed in this song."

Xiaohe: "The emotions are well grasped, and technology is no longer important."

"The technology is terrible," joked Hawley.

Zhou Yunpeng has the most say in this regard, "I personally think that folk songs sing about feelings, not technology."

Zhang Weiwei: "I agree."

Throughout the afternoon, Holly chatted, drank and chatted with several folk music greats.

When leaving, everyone sent Holly out.

Holly shook hands with them and said: "Thank you for your warm hospitality and allowing me to spend a different afternoon in Dali.

I also own a media company, and I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

For example, I invite you to hold a folk music festival together. "

The crowd smiled and nodded.

"Mr. Huo, we look forward to cooperating."

"Boss Huo, go slowly."

Old Wolf: "Mr. Huo, see you next time in the capital."

Holly smiled and waved goodbye to Zhou Yunpeng's small courtyard.

On the way back, the little Loli kept playing the video of Holly singing, biting her fingers gently and being fascinated, "Master, you sing beautifully.

I want to be your little crush. "

Holly smiled, "Do you know what this song is about?"

Wang Qiqi shook his head.

Holly said: "A love story between an uncle and a little girl."

Wang Qiqi said excitedly: "Are they together in the end?"

Holly shook his head: "Uncle left Guangzhou and returned to the northwest to marry a virtuous wife and have two children."

Wang Qiqi pouted, that little girl seemed to be just like him.

Holly looked at her expression and saw her thoughts at a glance, and smiled, "Uncle left because he had no money and didn't want the little girl to suffer.

Your master, what I lack most is money.

Besides, am I an uncle? "

Wang Qiqi shook his head and hugged Holly's arm tightly, "Xiao Qi doesn't want the master to leave."

Holly rubbed her head: "When you want to get married, you will leave."

"No, Xiao Qi will not marry and will follow his master for the rest of his life." Wang Qiqi said.

If the little loli acts like a spoiled child, the critical strike will be doubled.

Holly said helplessly: "Tell me something happy, what are your plans for tomorrow?"

"I want to wear Hanfu to take pictures."

"I'll be your photographer for a day!"

"Thank you master!"

……

Early the next morning, little Loli put on Hanfu, and Holly accompanied her to take pictures with her camera.

On the street, her exquisite makeup is still very eye-catching and has become the focus of tourists.

After a day of shooting, we went to a Yunnan restaurant for dinner in the afternoon.

Little Loli was about to edit her photos and videos to send a short video, when she suddenly saw a piece of news.

A girl in Hanfu went to a Japanese restaurant to eat and was kicked out by the manager.

Then he posted a video to denounce this Japanese food store.

It immediately became a hot search topic, and all public opinion was directed towards that Japanese food store.

The sentiments of the Chinese people were instantly awakened.

Wang Qiqi was also very angry, "Bah, it's a junk shop."

Holly frowned and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Master, look!"

Holly took the phone and took a look. Regardless of whether the Hanfu girl did it intentionally or not, to attract attention and attract traffic, what this Japanese food store did was indeed excessive.

What he didn't expect was that there was someone @HuoInstructor in the comment area.

No, bro, shouldn’t you @CCTVNews and other mainstream media?
　Recommend three ballads: "Midian", "Blockade", and "September"

　　


(End of this chapter)