Chapter 719: At what level can you welcome the gods with me?
Nanjiang City Center Avenue starts from the Baisha Coast in the east and ends at the Jinhua Tunnel in the west. It runs through the central bustling avenue of Nanjiang City and the Fuman Business District. It passes by the God of Fortune and Wealth of Xiao Caishen Beer Yaye, the blue crystal glass headphones of Digital Smart Game Company, Dynasty
The fishery's koi leaping into the sea and other characteristic big items, and every floor tile is paved with every inch of land, making it one of the must-visit places for tourists in Nanjiang.
At this time, Nanjiang Central Avenue was filled with crowds. The noisy gongs and drums mixed with the roar of people, making it look extremely lively.
As the "Poseidon" procession continued to advance, slowly, another wave of soaring drum sounds came from the west side of the Central Avenue accompanying the procession to welcome the god.
Different from the "Welcoming the Poseidon" team, which is covered in oil paint, has long beards and beats drums, and its dance is full of primitive and wild movements, the team on the opposite side to welcome the gods looks much more interesting and fun.
"Good guy...have you invited all the drunkards from all dynasties here?" Han Panpan exclaimed.
The team on the opposite side dressed in different costumes, and their steps were swaying in and out, as if they were drunk. However, although they looked drunk, their postures were bold and unrestrained, as if they were doing drunken boxing, and they looked very chic.
At first glance, it looked like I had entered Zongheng Film and Television City and Chunqiu Film and Television Base, and a group of drunk "martial arts actors" were walking towards me.
These "martial arts performances" include those wearing long coats, some wearing Hanfu, some wearing horse clothes, some with swords on their waists, fans holding books in their hands, and so on.
In addition to their clothes, their hairstyles are also hard to distinguish at a glance.
It is good to wear a ponytail, a bun, or a hat. The most important thing is to have pigtails on your head.
Cheng Yan and Han Panpan looked at the pigtails curiously. The pigtails on the heads of the "extras" were very short, only as long as an adult's finger on one side. They were conspicuously raised on the head, like a shuttlecock, and some had a prick.
, some had six or seven piercings.
However, although these people have braids, they are extremely tall and tall. They only wear cloth jackets similar to waistcoats, leggings and cloth boots underneath, and scimitars at their waists. They look very much like the samurai on TV.
In the middle of their team, a young man in white robes stood on a huge drum cart in the center, waving his arms, and the roaring drum sound surged out like a huge wave from the collision of drumsticks and drum heads, directly facing them.
Poseidon’s team to welcome the gods.
"I love this Bacchus!
Big score for Team Dionysus!
"
Compared with the rough and arrogant 'Bacchus', Cheng Yan obviously prefers the gentle and gentle character of the 'Bacchus'. As soon as she saw the god of wine playing the drum, her eyes lit up with a "swish".
“I don’t know where the actors were hired for this festival, but the God of Wine and Poseidon fit their roles quite well.”
Hearing Cheng Yan's words, the volunteer maintaining order next to him started to smile.
"These two are not actors." As he said this, the volunteer pointed to the 'Bacchus' who was playing the drum.
"Did you see that silver building of Little Caishen Beer Yaye? The drummer is Huang Baichuan, the boss of Little Caishen Beer Yaye."
Cheng Yan was surprised: "So young!
"
Han Panpan: "What about Poseidon? Which company is Poseidon's boss? Does it belong to the mineral water company?"
The volunteer didn't say a word and almost choked: "What mineral water company... That Poseidon is the owner of Langai Hotel and the president of Nanjiang Hotel Industry Association!"
Cheng Yan, Han Panpan:!
Are all entrepreneurs in Nanjiang selected based on their faces?
Han Panpan looked in shock at the "Poseidon" who was nearly 2 meters tall, with well-proportioned and powerful muscles, and full of rough and explosive feeling. He felt that his whole body was not good.
No wonder the hotel picked him up and dropped him off for free. The co-author "Poseidon" is his big boss, and every hotel has to give face to its boss.
"Panpan, you said that the team that welcomed the God of Poseidon stayed in a hotel, but did those who welcomed the God of Bacchus all wholesale beer?" Cheng Yan asked curiously.
"I feel the same, they are probably all wine sellers..."
While the two people were chatting in low voices, the "Bacchus" and "Poseidon" on the street were already fighting each other. The drums were beating louder than the other.
The team walked forward a few steps arrogantly, with an unstoppable momentum. It felt like "whatever your level is, you are worthy of playing drums and dancing with me on the street."
However, in other places it is "gods fight, mortals suffer", if changed to something like "mortals shout, gods suffer".
The more provocative the team on the opposite side was, the harder the "gods" beat their drums. In the end, let alone their arms, they could barely stand on their legs.
Fortunately, the time for the two sides to "collide with the gods" did not last long. When the "two gods" were so tired that they almost rolled their eyes, the team welcoming the gods finally merged together, changed direction, and walked towards the white sand coast.
"Why did you go back again?" Han Panpan asked in confusion.
"Now it's time to send Poseidon off." The volunteer next to him replied.
Cheng Yan: "Send it to Poseidon?"
Volunteer: "Yes, Poseidon will eventually return to the sea. He can't stay on land forever. He was invited to be sent back."
Perhaps because the journey back felt familiar, or perhaps because both teams were tired from dancing, the two teams soon arrived at the beach.
As the "Poseidon" returns to the sea, amidst the lively hustle and bustle, dozens of dragon boats row away amidst the sound of gongs, drums and horns. Dragon boat teams from dozens of small islands in the Nanjiang River row on the dragon boats on the sea to break the waves.
, celebrate the first Nanjiang Dragon Boat and Fish Basket Festival together.
By the time the festival was completely over, it was almost evening.
Following the information from the hotel housekeeper, Cheng Yan and Han Panpan walked to the designated seats with sore legs and got on the return bus.
Facing the setting sun, the bus disappeared on the left side of the street.
At this time, another golden Benrali luxury coupe, reflecting light that could blind people, drifted at the corner of Binhai Road and flashed into the parking lot of Langai Hotel.
As soon as the car was parked, the driver quickly ran down from the driver's seat, opened the back seat door, and reached out to support the "baby" in the back seat.
"Hey, Youyou...be gentle, be gentle!"
Chen Jianhai bared his teeth and tremblingly stepped out of the car with the help of the staff. He entered through the back door of the hotel like a thief for the first time in his life, for fear that others would see him unable to take care of himself.
Ah, I’m so tired!
How could Huang Baichuan, a skateboarder, play the drums with such vigor? Later, Chen Jianhai's arms felt like they were no longer his own. He was relying solely on his strong willpower to support him.
"If I had had this energy when I was taking the college entrance examination, I would have spent money to go to Nanjiang University and join Cong Wenru, a thief!
"
Entering the hotel, Chen Jianhai went straight to his spa center. First, he received a set of luxurious health care. Amid a lot of crying and shouting, Chen Jianhai walked in with his two broken arms hanging down.
Got the elevator.
Looking at the "elevator girl" with a sweet smile, Chen Jianhai felt extremely happy.
Fortunately, he was generous after making money back then and hired a dedicated elevator girl for his hotel. Otherwise, he would have to raise his arm to press the elevator button today.
''''Ding Dong'''' The elevator door opens.
Chen Jianhai walked out of the elevator and as soon as he entered the room door with his front foot, he heard the knock on the door of "Dongdongdong".
When he opened the door, he saw a pair of bright amber peach blossom eyes.
"Boss, I heard that you can't even lift your arms."
Chen Jianhai nodded aggrievedly: "Not only do my arms hurt, but my waist hurts, my back also hurts, and I can barely stand on my legs."
Peach Blossom Eyes: "Do you need me to give you a full body massage?"
Chen Jianhai was stunned for a moment, then nodded crazily!