The Maritime Transport Building is located next to the cruise terminal in Tsim Sha Tsui. It was the first large shopping center in Hong Kong and even Asia at that time.

Although the Maritime Transportation Building is a high-end shopping mall, its space is relatively open, and ordinary local citizens and foreign tourists often go shopping. It was once a window for local citizens to understand and understand Western culture.

Of course, this way of allowing colonial residents to contact and feel their modern and fashionable Western world is also one of the experiences of Hong Kong and British governments in colonial governance. As for the good or bad intentions, we will not tell them.

At around 8 pm, the building was crowded with people. Now everyone is no longer satisfied with the life of staying at home and having dinner. After dinner, they also start to like to take their family out for a walk.

On the Brazilian cafe on the fifth floor, a pair of young and fashionable girls were chatting quietly.

"Cousin, why did you have time to ask me to go out for a trip today?" Miss Chuchu lay on the table with one hand on her chin, and gently plucked the silver spoon in her hand from time to time. Finally, she couldn't help but taste a bite of coffee.

This girl is not as flexible and active as usual, but she looks lazy and tired, like a person who is lying on her nest, showing an absent-minded tiredness everywhere.

"Watching the show" Xu Ruoqi replied with a concise smile, and stroked her hanging hair to her ears, revealing the delicate little earrings at the earlobes.

"Watch the show? Don't you go to the theater when you watch the show? Why are you doing here? I thought you brought me here to see the crowds of people." The girl Chuchu wrinkled her nose slightly, and pointed at the people below weakly.

"Didn't you find a part-time job nearby?" Xu Ruoqi didn't answer, and asked with a funny look at the listless girl Chuchu instead.

"I've been fired for a long time. That salty and wet ghost boss wanted to touch me just a few days after working. Humph, I want to take advantage of me." Miss Chuchu was a little excited as she said, making a fierce look of scissors, and said angrily: "If the security guard hadn't come in and grabbed me later, I would have knocked off his sins."

"Then you are an unemployed vagrant now. You can calculate how many jobs you have changed, so why will my aunt say you?" Xu Ruoqi picked up the cup and took a sip, looking at her quietly.

"You all know she's talking. She's been nagging in my ears these days, and she's almost annoyed by her. I want to run away from home." Miss Chuchu couldn't help but become frustrated when she said this.

The music in the coffee room was soothing and the atmosphere was quiet. The two continued to chat without a word.

At 8:15, a melodious music suddenly came from the first floor of the building, and the customers upstairs couldn't help but look down.

I saw a girl dressed in the center of the lobby on the first floor, playing a cello, and an aunt wearing a building cleaning uniform next to her was playing a yangqin. In the middle was a young man dressed in sportswear playing an erhu.

The three people who came from unknown origin downstairs made the onlookers a little confused. So, was they performing their art? It aroused the audience's curiosity and expectations. They quickly called their friends and started gathering here.

The bass sounds from the bass cello, and the sounds from the yangqin are crisp and beautiful. The two complement each other and make a good start.

Then the erhu in the young man's hand slowly pulled up, and a long and melodious melody came. The three of them played together and cooperated continuously, and it was natural.

"It's "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon"" A little girl in the field couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

"You can hear deaf people." A middle-aged greasy uncle standing next to her looked at her idiotically.

This classic Guangdong folk music "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon" is written in the pentagonal scale. It is simple and simple, with smooth lines and beautiful lyrical. It is familiar to everyone, so there is no need to say more.

On the periphery of the crowd, a young man was walking while pushing an elderly man in a wheelchair. Hearing the music in the audience, he turned his head and said a few words to his son, and his son pushed him to the central area.

Under the audience's doubtful eyes, the old man took out a bamboo flute from the back of the bag, echoed the rhythm of the melody, and joined the team of playing.

Suddenly, another man hurriedly dragged his suitcase in. His face was full of confusion and looked at the audience around him. The audience thought he had accidentally entered. Instead, he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, took out a lute from the suitcase, sat next to the young man's bench, and joined the playing team.

At this time, the security guards who were wearing uniforms holding batons to maintain public security at the scene suddenly came out and walked towards the area where they performed.

The audience originally thought he was going to stop or drive him away, but he walked to the front of several people, then waved it rhythmically, and actually took the baton as a baton and started to perform.

Several people in the field sing together, leisurely and calmly, and performed the first piece very profoundly and quietly.

The onlookers watched their performances with interest. This method of playing folk music different from traditional methods of music gives the audience a sense of freshness and enjoys the fullest audio-visual entertainment. The audience can't help but be amazed.

However, the second paragraph has not yet begun, and newcomers have joined the team of playing one after another. Some have erhu, some have bamboo flutes, and some have Ruan and wooden fish, and hanging cymbals.

The audience was shocked by the real people who joined the crowd. How many undercover agents are lurking around them?

At the beginning of the second part, as the number of people joining, the music on the entire scene became more diverse and thicker, and the penetration of communication became stronger. The number of people attracted by the music and heard the sound increased sharply. The upstairs were surrounded by people.

With the pipa and yangqin, Ruan Tattoo plucks the light cavity, which makes it look like a fish in water, with the rhythm stretching and relaxing, freely developing, and natural, making the music reveal a calm vitality in peace.

The wooden fish and the cymbals are mixed in the middle, which adds a bit of mystery.

The third paragraph should be the most interesting. The different instruments are like a responsive dialogue, as if it is a playful play of clouds and moon, rising and falling, advancing and retreating, with realistic patterns and full of fun.

The song ended, and the lingering sound made the audience feel that they were still unfulfilled.

"It's not enough, let's have another one." A girl on the fifth floor put her hands on her mouth and shouted loudly to the bottom, and everyone looked up at her.

Miss Chuchu turned a blind eye to everyone's eyes, and repeated it again without blushing, then sat back and looked at Xu Ruoqi with a resentful look on her face.

"One more, another one..." The audience members heard someone making a fuss and responded, and the voices came from all directions.

The security guard who acted as a commander in the field looked up and looked around for a week. Looking at the enthusiastic audience, his left hand slowly pressed down.

Suddenly, the baton on his right hand turned, and a cheerful piece of music suddenly rang out. The audience was stunned when they heard the prelude, and then everyone clapped their palms rhythmically according to the melody.

This song is still the classic Guangdong folk music "BoBattle". As its name suggests, its melody is light and exciting, increasing layer by layer, with bright rhythm, sound waves up and down, rhythm is relaxed and relaxed, and the music is full of motivation, giving people positive significance of striving for progress.

This song "BBK" occupies a very important position in folk music. Now the reality series "Under the Lion Mountain" produced by Xiangjiang Radio also uses it as the theme song of the TV series.

Even in the Beijing Olympics in 2008, when athletes from all over the world appeared, the background music was specially selected.

This group of people of different identities, ages and professions who seem to be temporarily pieced together will present a wonderful and down-to-earth folk music performance to everyone on this highly commercial occasion. The audience all responded with warm applause.

From the beginning of the performance to the end of the performance, the entire process was seven and a half minutes. The musicians had never communicated with each other. After the performance, everyone packed up their instruments as if nothing had happened and dispersed quickly.

The unexpected beginning and the unexpected ending? This strange scene made the audience look at each other?

At this time, not only did the audience think about a hundred thousand reasons, but even the girl Chuchu looked at Xu Ruoqi with a questioning look. Finally, she couldn't help but say to Xu Ruoqi: "What the hell is that guy doing? These people are all weird."

"He said this is the world's first short-term performance art, so you are fortunate to come and witness history," Xu Ruoqi said with a strange smile.

"Is there any such great performance art? What's that called?" Miss Chuchu continued to ask with a look of suspicion.

Xu Ruoqi looked at the musicians downstairs who had all dispersed and returned to their usual liveliness. She said softly: "Flash"

"Flash?" Miss Chuchu repeated it once, and it became clear.

Flash, Chinese transliteration comes from Cantonese and Minnan, which means to leave quickly and avoid others.

"Oh, why don't you remind me to bring a camera? I'll help them take a picture and remember each other?" Miss Chuchu suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"No need, they have more professionals." Xu Ruoqi smiled and shook her head, pointing to several places not far away.

Following Xu Ruoqi's guidance, Miss Chuchu saw several inconspicuous locations, some people wearing work clothes were packing photography equipment, and a few were discussing something in different directions on the side.
Chapter completed!