National Treasure Artist

Chapter 120 The End of the Buyi Tribe ([-])

Before the completion ceremony of the main project of Banwan Village of Buyi nationality.

The new and old villages are very lively. A car drove in at the entrance of the village. They were either reporters from various places, or leaders of townships and even provinces, or residents around Guizhou Province...

Seeing the picturesque village, the outsiders were amazed.

As a result, one after another shuttled up and down the village, the shutter sounded continuously, and pictures were recorded one by one.

Among them, from time to time, some people seem to show off and put their photos on the Internet, which will immediately arouse the pursuit and envy of countless people.

Today the attention of the people of the whole country is destined to focus on the Bouyei people in Banwan Village, Guizhou Province!
All the people in the village, old and young, looked festive, wearing the clothes that the Buyi people only wear on the grandest occasions.

When encountering outsiders asking questions, the villagers were not timid. They raised their heads and pointed out generously.

The ceremony officially began at two o'clock.

But just after twelve o'clock, many people have already started to gather at the Buyi Primary School in Banwan Village.

The school is inheritance, hope, and a well-deserved venue for the ceremony.

Three or five men and women, I don't know if they are reporters or tourists, I just listen to them talking as they walk:
"It's really beautiful here."

"Bai Gongtong is amazing!"

"This Banwan village is probably going to take off and become a phoenix. It's so beautiful."

"Yeah, when the show is broadcast, people all over the country will know how beautiful this place is, and even one out of 1 people will come here!"

At another intersection, there are also three or five people:

"I've been to this village before, but I didn't expect it to be completely different."

"It's really amazing. No wonder people on the Internet are saying that Bai Gongtong is a great magician!"

"There are so many people here today. Look at the elementary school in front of you. It's densely packed."

"I heard that the director of the Housing and Construction Department of Guizhou Province is here, and the governor of the minority autonomous prefecture is also here."

"The government attaches great importance to the transformation of this ancient village!"

"I heard that Haier Group, Nippon Paint Group, and the presidents of several large groups in Asia have also come."

"It seems that these big groups also value it, they have to value this influence!"

People crowded around the school and looked in.

At one o'clock, a team of Buyi villagers walked in, attracting everyone's attention.

These villagers are dressed in traditional costumes and hold a trumpet about one meter long in their hands.

Divide into two teams, each standing on both sides of the intersection that the school must pass through.

They looked solemn, and after standing still, they did not speak, and waited intently.

"What do these villagers do?"

"I do not know!"

"It looks very serious and has a very sacred feeling."

"Look, maybe it's a traditional custom of the Buyi people, maybe it's to welcome someone."

"The atmosphere is gradually rising"

Reporters and tourists kept taking photos and speculating quietly.

At this time, followers on the Internet were waiting, screaming anxiously.

Looking at the photos of the scene that came from time to time, their eyes were wide open, and their hearts seemed to be clawed by cats.

"Why hasn't the live broadcast started yet, I can't wait!"

"Have you seen the picture?"

"I see, it looks like a fairyland, as expected of me!"

"When the trip officially starts later, I have to go."

"Still waiting for the opening? I will go after the new year!"

"You still have to wait until the New Year is over? But I'll go after the New Year!"

There are photos of Banwan Village Primary School spreading out one after another.

"Hey, so many people!"

"What are the two teams of villagers standing at the intersection doing?"

"I don't know, look, each of them is holding such a long trumpet in their hand!"

"By the way, have you seen Davidia involucrata?"

"I didn't see it, he must be the protagonist today!"

"A necessary protagonist!"

The time is [-]:[-].

"It's almost two o'clock, is the TV turned on?"

"It's open early, just waiting for the live broadcast!"

"So nervous!"

"I don't know why, but I'm also a little nervous."

At this moment, the Dragon TV screen suddenly changed.

"I'm coming!"

"Oh my God"

The exclamation just started, but it stopped abruptly, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

All I saw on the TV was the aerial footage of the entire Bouyei Banwan Village.

It is like a beautiful picture scroll slowly unfolding.

Towers on stilts, standing by the water and built by the mountains, collect the spiritual energy of the green mountains and green waters, and become one with nature!
They are jasper, small and exquisite, elegant and dignified, showing the beauty of nature in the simplicity.

This is a memorable place, exuding the innocence of life, without a trace of hustle and bustle.

The quiet background music reverberated in the ears, and countless audiences were shocked by the scenery.

The picture overlooking from the sky moves slowly.

People seem to be on the scene, the troubles of the world are gradually disappearing, and the troubled minds are relieved.
From old village to new village.
The aerial footage was played for nearly 10 minutes.

The image of the entire Buyi village is deeply etched in everyone's minds.

I don't know how many people, just because of this scene, regarded that distant ancient village as a dream place.

A number representing the time appears in the upper right corner of the TV.

The countdown starts at two o'clock.

The second and minute hands move almost simultaneously.

beep--

At this moment, a long beep of a horn came from the TV.

The trumpet sound was low and deep.

Listening, the audience suddenly trembled, their hearts were inexplicably suspended, not knowing what happened.

After the picture became clear, they saw clearly!
All I saw was that the Buyi villagers standing on both sides of the road raised their long horns at the same time and blew them vigorously.

The trumpet heads on both sides touch each other, forming a long doorway.

A Buyi girl in a long blue dress led a group of people approaching.

Keep your eyes open and take a closer look.

After seeing clearly, it was a low voice:

"Bai Davidia involucrata!"

In the picture, Bai Gongtong leads the way, followed by Pinellia and Jingmo, followed by Su Mu and Zuo Chao.
When Bai Gongtong and the others walked into the doorway with the trumpet set up.

It can be clearly felt that the faces of all the Buyi people are becoming more solemn, and at the same time, the sound of the roaring horn is getting louder!

"So it is!"

They all understand the purpose of these villagers and these speakers!

Everyone watched and listened, and felt that their scalps were about to explode.

Everyone can hear the gratitude, and the gratitude is hidden in the sound of the horn!

Bai Gongtong walks neither fast nor slow, strolling under the horn.

His gaze was very gentle, and every time he landed on the villager playing the trumpet, the villager seemed to have received some praise, his waist straightened up, and his face flushed red as he played the trumpet vigorously.

Passing through the long trumpet, Gongtong looked at every member behind him.

Everyone was grinning, big smiles.

They step out and are ushered to their seats.

The horn sounded behind him.

Coming back soon, it was the leader and the representative of the group.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this time, although the horn is still loud, it seems that something is missing.

(End of this chapter)