Entering the venue, there was a stand divided into several sections. There was no mark on where to sit on the tickets. The audience just found an empty seat in the stand and sat down. Some of them simply stopped sitting and lay down in order to watch the show closer.
On the railing at the front of the stands.
And this venue hosting this Naadam session is really big.
It looks like a very common playground in schools, a very primitive one that doesn't even have an asphalt track. In the middle is a huge grass field, which is now filled with the same huge colorful balloons as outside.
The outside is divided into two circles, and the inner circle near the grass is sandy land, with countless black, brown, yellow, and white horses parked on it. Although these horses are tall, most of them are very well-proportioned, and their hair is
It is as smooth as satin, exudes a natural luster, and covers the strong muscles, making it even more noble.
He hadn't ridden a horse for a long time, and he felt a little jealous for a moment when he looked at these horses that he found out whether they were one in a hundred or one in a thousand.
The outer circle is paved with stone floors, and countless tourists walk on it. There is a guardrail as high as a person between it and the inner circle, which not only prevents tourists from entering the inner circle at will, but also prevents horses in the inner circle from running out.
Of course, Chen Xing believed that the horses in the inner circle were really frightened and could definitely jump over such a high guardrail.
A little further outside the outer circle are the stands, and Chen Xing and the others are sitting under one of the stands.
Zhou Peng looked at the time and said: "The opening ceremony will begin soon."
"Well, after the opening ceremony is the competition, what time is the program we signed up for?" Chen Xing asked.
After they went back from shopping yesterday, Zhou Peng searched for these things on the Internet. He practiced Mongolian wrestling for several hours before the battle. He didn't know if he could win once today. It seemed that if he won, he would get a commemorative medal.
"I don't know. Anyway, there will be some today. It depends on the situation."
Everyone in the audience was still chatting, but when they heard a whistle, the fence holding the horses was released, and the horses began to move. The scene really made people understand what ten thousand horses galloping meant. Qin Xinlei was dumbfounded.
, covering his open mouth with his hands.
Chen Xing was also very excited.
He was not shocked by this huge herd of horses. He had witnessed the Great Migration of African Grassland Animals, and he had watched it from a close distance. He could not have been as surprised as the tourists around him.
It's purely the excitement that car lovers feel when they see a good car.
Not all of these horses are ridden, only some of the leading horses have riders on them. They are all tall, wearing blue Mongolian robes, holding whips in their hands, and they look so majestic.
After the horses had finished running, and after a demonstration in front of the tourists, the boxers followed.
When people from other places look at the three arts of Mongolia, they may like archery and horseback riding, but for locals, Bock is the most popular event.
The boxer phalanx is also crowded with people, and they are all strong men. No one less than two meters tall or two hundred pounds can enter this phalanx. They are naked to the upper body, with a thick layer of fat under them.
He punched the cow's muscles to death and walked forward with a strange pace.
"Why are they jumping around like this?" Qin Xinlei asked in a low voice.
"It's to show their strength and skills." Zhou Peng quickly answered.
Hum hum, the few hours of studying on the video yesterday were not in vain. He was already ready to overthrow several opponents in a while. He didn't know what kind of people he would meet. It would be better if he was a thin person.
Effortless.
He glanced at Chen Xing and found that Chen Xing's eyes were not on these bokeh hands at all. Instead, he kept following the horses.
Gee, is riding a horse that fun?
There are also people raising horses in Chunman Water Village. Zhou Peng learned a few tricks from others when he was visiting the construction site there, but he can only be said to be able to ride a horse for a walk, not proficient. Otherwise, he would have to show his wife today.
Very powerful.
When do men have the most courage?
Of course when the person you like is looking at you.
After that, many programs were held on the grass in the middle, such as Mongolian dances with hundreds of people, motorcycle team performances, and even wingsuit flying performances... Yes, there is actually a wingsuit flight in Inner Mongolia's largest annual grassland event.
Performance.
Three people who were too far away to see clearly flew from nowhere. When they reached the sky above the venue, they could already see their figures. They pulled out three streaks of different colors of smoke, forming a bright streak in the sky.
trajectory.
That's not even the most shocking thing.
What caused the loudest shouts in the audience was the hundreds of riders riding horses, wearing Mongolian robes and holding colorful flags in their hands, walking towards the auditorium from the opposite side. Countless colorful flags were buzzing in the air, and the motorcycles passed by on the sand.
The rising sand and dust gave this scene a rather chilling air, much like Genghis Khan's army conquering Europe.
Then it seemed that they could move freely. The tourists who were originally lying on the railings began to walk towards the grassland. Seeing this, the people sitting in the stands also got off the stage and crossed the railings to watch the performance on the grassland in the middle.
The Mongolians who had been dancing with hadas presented blue hadas to some tourists.
Qin Xinlei became a little anxious when she saw this, so she pulled Zhou Peng and ran forward.
"Hurry up, we won't be able to get it for a while."
"Don't worry, if you can't get it, you can't get it!"
Zhou Peng was shocked. It didn't matter if Qin Xinlei fell alone. The key was that there was still a fragile one in her belly!
At this moment, the Naadam Conference really begins.
The huge grassland was divided into small venues. Some places were still performing, dancing, singing, etc., and some places had already started wrestling. When Chen Xing and the others came over, they could still see the two poker players clearly through the crowd, but a few times
Seconds later, the area was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.
Tourists flocked randomly for a while, and then gathered around again. The whole scene was like a multi-faceted concert, with stages everywhere.
Qin Xinlei originally wanted to go see the fun, but after some hesitation, she chose to get the hada.
However, for these thousands of tourists, it is estimated that there are only more than 100 hadas, which is a drop in the bucket. Let alone one for each person, it is good if only one out of ten tourists can receive it.
Before they arrived, the dancers' hands were already empty.
Qin Xinlei bit her lip, threw away Zhou Peng's hand, and said angrily: "I want you to hurry up, are you covered in sesame candy on your feet?"
Sesame candy is a special snack in Sichuan Province. It is made by rubbing malt continuously. It tastes very sticky to the teeth. When you say it in dialect, it means that it is because Zhou Peng walks too slowly, which affects her performance of Hada.
Zhou Peng looked at Chen Xing, and Chen Xing immediately looked away, almost whistling twice to show that the matter had nothing to do with him.
Who dares to offend an angry woman from Sichuan Province?
After a few seconds, Chen Xing suddenly said: "Then I'll go take a look at the surrounding area first, and I'll ask you to take photos later. Remember to check your phone."
Zhou Peng couldn't believe that Chen Xing just left like this, and pointed at him: "You..."
