Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 52: The explosion of the blue and white

The curtain slowly opened to the sound of gongs, and twelve villagers wearing indigo printed shirts and holding colorful silks came out one after another.

The drum beats to the melody of "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" lit up the night. The lead dancer jumped to the front of the stage with her three-foot-long sleeves, and a somersault won applause from the whole audience.

Jiang Qing, who was eating melon seeds in the audience, had his movements accurately reported to him by Shisan in his ear.

"Left rotation 270 degrees, center of gravity shift value 3.8%, suggestion..."

"Shh~"

Jiang Qing tapped the Bluetooth headset lightly, raised his hand to cover his mouth and deliberately lowered his voice.

“Now it’s time to enjoy the charm of traditional culture.”

Several people nearby were watching the stage, and no one saw his actions.

Jiang Qing couldn't help but smile when she saw Zhou Ye using his hands as trumpets to cheer loudly towards the stage, and Meng Ziyi waving his arms high.

These two girls really look like members of the atmosphere group.

As the drum music became increasingly intense, six men wearing Nuo opera masks appeared on stage pushing a three-meter-high bamboo windmill. The rotating bamboo pieces cast mottled light and shadows under the lights.

A few children in the front row suddenly pointed at the stage and exclaimed, then saw four artists on stilts appear from the shadows of the eaves, holding peach blossom branches that fell into the sky like a rain of flowers with their steps.

"Wow! It looks good!"

Zhou Ye clapped his hands repeatedly as he watched this scene, his eyes sparkling. He looked no different from the kids in the front row.

“Oh! Ohhhhhh!!!”

Meng Ziyi pointed at the stilt-walking artist, her rosy little mouth almost unable to close, her eyes wide open as she uttered a series of syllables.

Jiang Qing took in both of their reactions, curled his lips, shook his head and laughed.

No wonder you two get along so well.

"It's our turn to wait!"

Wang Sulong crouched down and went into the backstage passage. Li Xueqin's floral headscarf accidentally got caught on the curtain rivets, which scared her.

As the four of them pushed their way onto the stage, Guo Qilin's folding fan snapped open.

"Fellow villagers, are you ready?"

"Ready!"

The audience applauded loudly and shouted in unison.

Then, the talk show lines named "Three-line Praise of Taohuawu" by Li Xueqin and others were thrown at the audience with trending search terms:
"Taohuawu is so nice!"

"Men and women, young and old!"

"How's the relationship?"

Guo Qilin banged the gong, "Stop making noise!"

Then, the four of them stood in a row, swaying left and right with expressionless faces to the popular BGM of Tik Tok.

With a "swish", the scene completely exploded and burst into laughter!

Jiang Qing smiled and clapped, and glanced at the two girls who had collapsed in their seats due to laughing.

“No one plays games with me!”

"The representative homework is hard to remember!"

"Hahaha, then what are we doing here?"

Guo Qilin banged the gong again, "Stir up the CP!"

The on-site director cut the camera to Meng Ziyi at the right time. When she noticed it, she immediately lowered her head on the table, her face flushed red.

Ahhhhh!
I regret it so much!

If she had known earlier, she shouldn't have thought about creating a couple with Zhang Han to attract attention. She never thought that Jiang Qing would suddenly appear in the middle of the process!

The background music started, and the magical dance reappeared. The sexy dance of "Trouble Maker" was performed by Guo Qilin and the other three to create a faint sense of death.

“Knit a sweater to protect the tree!”

“More than 100 people draw a road!”

"What are they doing?"

Guo Qilin banged the gong again, "Performance art!"

……

Blasted!

Completely exploded!

The performance of Guo Qilin and his other three colleagues won the warmest applause and cheers from the audience so far. The guests who had personal experience with the performance laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs.

At this time, Song Dandan, who could not contain herself any longer, came onto the stage while dancing the Yangge steps and mixed in with the four people. Wang Sulong's shoes flew off the stage because of his violent movements and happened to fall on Zhang Han's head which had just been re-gelled.

When the curtain was blown away by the roar of laughter from the whole audience, Jiang Qing caught a glimpse of Zhou Ye, whose legs were curled up in his chair with laughter, and Meng Ziyi, who was leaning over the table with his shoulders shaking constantly, had not straightened up since the beginning.

After the 650 group's performance, it was time for the much-anticipated "Four Little Swans" group.

The disaster of the four little swans began when Chen Chen Chen stepped on Ou Ou's foot. Song Dandan's swan gesture gradually evolved into a Northeastern duo act, and Lamu Yangzi turned her ballet skirt into a propeller when she spun.

When the four of them finally struck a still pose, an old man in the audience shouted in full force.

"Another weird one!" The audience burst into laughter.

Then, the four-member group from Room 8 took to the stage.

Jiang Qing showed an interested expression and leaned forward, leaning on the table.

As soon as the prelude of "The Most Dazzling National Style" sounded, Lai Guanlin's Taiwanese accent RAP went out of tune.

Zhou Ye and Meng Ziyi broke their voices at the same time during the song "The Winding River". When they looked at each other subconsciously, they suddenly burst into laughter and squatted on the stage, singing "Stay" as if they were begging for mercy.

Jiang Qing smiled and squeezed the mineral water bottle, making it crackle. Shisan sighed in his ear.

"The human vocal cord vibration frequency error is 38.7%..."

When Zhou Ye and Meng Ziyi ran off the stage, one of them lost a shoe and one of them had her ponytail loose. They both covered their faces with their hands and laughed so hard that they dared not see anyone.

Especially when they returned to the table, looking at Jiang Qing with a smile on her face, they suddenly had the urge to crawl into the ground.

Afterwards, Su Mang's guzheng solo "High Mountains and Flowing Water" brought the noise to a sudden halt.

The moonlight flowed through the twenty-first string, and the old village chief quietly wiped the corners of his eyes.

When the last overtone dissipated among the peach branches, the applause from the audience startled the fireflies in the sky.

Finally, it was time for the final performance. Jiang Qing walked slowly to the center of the stage holding the microphone.

"God Jiang, show them what a dimensionality reduction attack is!"

Li Xueqin was cheering at the top of her voice in the audience.

"Dr. Jiang is so awesome!"

"Ahhh! Jiang Qing, I love you!"

"Dr. Jiang is so handsome!"

……

Guo Qilin and others began to make a fuss, and many villagers who didn't know Jiang Qing well also applauded enthusiastically when they saw Jiang Qing's reliable appearance.

Zhou Ye straightened his back instantly, staring at Jiang Qing on the stage with bright eyes, full of anticipation.

Meng Ziyi clasped his hands together in front of his chest, his charming peach blossom eyes flickering as his gaze followed Jiang Qing from the moment he stood up to the moment he stepped onto the stage, without ever shifting his gaze.

Jiang Qing was wearing a simple black shirt and matching trousers, with a faint smile on his face, and his expression did not change at all despite the booing from the audience.

The song he sang this time was still "Blue and White Porcelain".

The applause gradually died down and the evening breeze gently rose.

The stage lights poured down like moonlight, highlighting his clear voice.

When the prelude sounded, Thirteen automatically switched to reverb mode.

The chanting of "March passes, willow catkins scatter" is as soft as catkins. When Jiang Qing closes his eyes and hums, his voice seems to be covered with a layer of hazy feeling of Jiangnan misty rain.

And when the chorus "Holding the blue and white token tightly, keeping the promise" sounded, he suddenly raised his vocal range, and his hoarse and tearing performance pushed the loneliness and obsession of separation to a climax.

His singing seemed to use only 70% of his strength, but it seemed to contain a thousand pounds of energy, especially when he sang "I feel hazy and like I'm in another world", the vibrato at the end made all the audience hold their breath, as if instantly pulling many people back to the unfinished regrets of their youth.

When the camera swept across the front row of the audience, Zhou Ye clasped his hands against his forehead, and his eyes felt a little itchy.

She felt a lot of loneliness from Jiang Qing's singing.

When Jiang Qing sang "Memory ointment is applied repeatedly, but the wound cannot be healed", he pursed his lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and a dusty memory was touched in his mind.

Meng Ziyi sang along softly throughout the whole performance, and looked at Jiang Qing on the stage with some doubts in his heart.

She was very curious, how could someone with such an amazing life experience like Jiang Qing have any regrets?

When the song ended, there was silence for nearly three seconds.

It was not until Jiang Qing smiled, said hello and walked off the stage that everyone reacted and gave him sincere and warm applause.

When Jiang Qing sat down, Zhou Ye handed him a February orchid.

"You sang well. This is a gift for the fans."

Meeting his inquiring gaze, Zhou Ye raised her little face and winked at him coquettishly.

"This fan, why are your eyes red?"

Jiang Qing took the flowers and joked with a smile.

"Because of some bad guy."

"Oh~ Then this person definitely can't be me."

"Well, that person's surname is definitely not Jiang!"

"Ah……"

They laughed out loud at the same time.

Seeing the two of them smiling at each other with ambiguity, Meng Ziyi quietly clenched his fists.

How annoying!

I want to hurry up and speed up until tomorrow!

Once she leaves Taohuawu, she will be able to let go and display her charm to the fullest!
Jiang Qing, just wait for me!

(End of this chapter)