Huayu97: Starting with Wu Song Fighting the Tiger

The tourist quickly waved his hand, "No, no! I'm happy to do my part in protecting the Forbidden City, I can't possibly accept your money!"

After arguing for a while, Liu Xiang finally stuffed the money into his hand: "Take it, consider it my treat for a bottle of soda."

The tourist couldn't refuse him, so he had no choice but to accept it.

Over here, the staff had already surrounded Wang Jianguo and his group, and began registering their information. Wang Jianguo tried to argue that he was invited by his superiors to sketch, but the old man in the red armband retorted with one sentence: "Even if you were invited by your superiors, you can't damage cultural relics! We must report this to the Cultural Relics Bureau and punish you!"

Wang Jianguo's face turned pale and then red, and finally he hung his head, looking like a wilted eggplant. The old man in the red armband immediately announced that Wang Jianguo and his group would be expelled from the Forbidden City.

Wang Jianguo and his group, looking disheveled, were escorted out by staff. As they passed Liu Xiang, Wang Jianguo glared at him fiercely, muttering, "Kid, you just wait!"

Liu Xiang met his gaze without flinching, a cold smile playing on his lips. Waiting? He couldn't be happier if this painter came looking for trouble! His system still had too many beatings to complete; if Wang Jianguo dared to come, he wouldn't mind letting him taste the bitterness of a beating.

Watching Wang Jianguo and his group leave in a disheveled state, Fan Xiaoxuan clapped her hands and cheered, "Great! They're finally gone! Brother Liu Xiang, you're so cool!"

Li Yujun sighed, "You had such a strong presence when you confronted them just now, I almost thought you were a police officer."

Liu Xiang replied with a smile, "You have to show some backbone to deal with these kinds of people. Otherwise, they'll really think they can turn the world upside down."

An elderly man wearing a red armband walked over and patted Liu Xiang on the shoulder: "Young man, that's rare! If you encounter something like this again, you can directly call the Palace Museum's reporting hotline. The number is..."

However, Liu Xiang can't come all the time!

A controversy surrounding the Forbidden City was thus quelled by Liu Xiang using a camera.

After leaving the Forbidden City, Liu Xiang, Li Yujun, and Fan Xiaoxuan strolled slowly along Chang'an Avenue.

Occasionally, a Santana sedan would drive by, kicking up a cloud of dust and drawing the attention of pedestrians on the roadside.

"The capital has changed so much," Li Yujun said with a sigh, looking at the high-rise buildings that have sprung up along the roadside. The last time she came to the capital was a few years ago, when there weren't so many high-rise buildings on Chang'an Avenue, and there were low bungalows everywhere.

Liu Xiang smiled, but she knew in her heart that Beijing in the 1990s was in a period of rapid development. In a few years, it would become even more prosperous and bustling.

The three of them unknowingly turned into a hutong (alleyway). The gray bricks and tiles of the hutong contrasted sharply with the high-rise buildings on Chang'an Avenue. Several birdcages hung from the old locust trees by the roadside, and the thrushes inside chirped melodiously.

"Wow, are these courtyard houses?" Fan Xiaoxuan looked at the courtyards by the roadside with curiosity, her eyes shining. She grew up in Taiwan and had only seen courtyard houses on TV before; this was the first time she had seen one in person.

Liu Xiang nodded, his gaze falling on the courtyard houses, and he sighed inwardly. He knew all too well the value of these courtyard houses; in another ten years or so, a single one here would be worth hundreds of millions. If he could buy one now, it would be like making money while lying down.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have enough money in his pocket to buy even a corner of a courtyard house.

"I wish I could buy one here," Liu Xiang couldn't help but mutter.

Upon hearing this, Li Yujun smiled and said, "Your idea is not bad, but the courtyard houses here are not something ordinary people can afford. I heard that many of them are family heirlooms and they simply don't sell them."

Liu Xiang shrugged helplessly, but kept the idea in mind. When he had money in the future, he would definitely buy a courtyard house here and experience the life of old Beijing.

The three walked along the alley when they suddenly heard cheerful music coming from ahead. The music was coming from a small park at the entrance of the alley; it was very rhythmic and incredibly catchy.

"What's that sound?" Fan Xiaoxuan asked curiously.

Liu Xiang was also a little puzzled. He walked over to the music and was stunned by what he saw.

In the open space of the small park, a group of middle-aged men and women were lined up in neat rows, swaying their bodies to the rhythm of the music. Although their movements were not perfect, they danced with great seriousness, and their faces were full of smiles.

"Square dancing?" Liu Xiang's eyes widened, her mind reeling.

He always thought that square dancing only became popular in the 21st century, but he never expected that there were already uncles and aunts dancing in Beijing in the 1990s!

This is way too advanced!

Li Yujun also looked surprised: "I didn't expect the uncles and aunties in Beijing to be so creative, they even have this kind of group dance."

Fan Xiaoxuan's eyes shone even brighter, like stars. She had loved dancing since she was little, and hearing such cheerful music made her feet itch to dance. She grabbed Liu Xiang's arm and excitedly said, "Brother Liu Xiang, Sister Li Yujun, let's dance too!"

Liu Xiang didn't hesitate and joined a group of middle-aged and elderly people in square dancing, finding it a unique experience.

Li Yujun laughed and said, "Anyway, I have nothing else to do, so I'll just treat it as exercise."

As she spoke, she pulled Liu Xiang and Fan Xiaoxuan along and immediately squeezed into the crowd of dancers.

Fan Xiaoxuan's dancing talent was indeed remarkable; she quickly caught up with the rhythm of the music and danced quite well. Li Yujun was not to be outdone, swaying her hips along with the older men and women, her face beaming with a bright smile.

Standing in the crowd, Liu Xiang's height immediately made her the center of attention.

"Young man, you look so good when you jump!" An older woman smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Liu Xiang simply let loose and started swaying to the rhythm of the music, feeling exceptionally relaxed.

As Li Yujun danced, she suddenly got excited, cleared her throat, and called out to the crowd, "Hello everyone, uncles and aunties, how about I sing you a song?"

Immediately, a round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd.

Li Yujun smiled slightly, adjusted the cassette tape, and began to sing a popular song from the 1990s called "Xiao Fang".

"There's a girl in the village named Xiaofang, who is beautiful and kind..."

Her voice was melodious and gentle, carrying a strong local flavor that captivated the listener.

The older men and women listened with rapt attention, dancing and humming along to the rhythm of the music.

The atmosphere in the small park instantly reached its climax.

Liu Xiang watched Li Yujun sing and secretly admired her.

As expected of a professional singer, he can liven up the atmosphere with just one song.

At that moment, Liu Xiang felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

He turned around and saw a middle-aged man with gray hair wearing a Zhongshan suit.

She was standing right behind him, smiling at him.