In the yurt, Yu Qian was still telling Zhou Peng the story of his previous visit to Naadam.
"There were no tents like these at the time, I mean yurts. I remember that at that time, apart from the Mongolian housewives displaying their dairy products in front, there were only a few people who specialized in selling Mongolian delicacies, such as roasting whole lambs and cooking muttons."
"Hey, a fresh lamb. When a guest comes over, you want a few kilograms. I want a few kilograms. If the host thinks there is enough for one lamb, he will kill it and cook it right away."
"The guests are sitting on the grass, listening to the singing and dancing of the grassland, and smelling the aroma of the cooked mutton."
"The taste is incredible. It's hard to find a restaurant with this taste now."
There was a sense of melancholy in his tone that he had once been unable to overcome the difficulties.
Yu Qian likes to recall the past, especially the delicacies of the past. No matter how the appearance is described or the ingredients are, he can always say that it is as delicious as dragon meat in the sky.
Zhou Peng and Qin Xinlei were gradually attracted by his description, and felt that there must be some exclusive secret recipe for cooking mutton at that time.
Otherwise, how could it be possible for such a big star like Yu Qian to miss him for so long?
In fact, the original mutton soup was definitely not as delicious as today's mutton soup, and the condiments alone were not as rich as today's mutton soup.
What I miss now is nothing more than my youth at that time.
Zhou Peng didn't know the reason and was fascinated by it. Finally, Qin Xinlei noticed that Chen Xing had been out for a long time and reminded him: "What did Chen Xing do when he went out? He hasn't come back for so long."
"It seems like going to the toilet?" Zhou Peng thought for a while.
I remembered that Chen Xing just said he was going to the toilet.
He didn't know how much time had passed. He was dizzy and couldn't understand when he looked at his watch. He just felt that Yu Qian had already told two or three stories. It took a long time to think about it, so he supported his wife and tried to stand up.
Qin Xinlei quickly asked Zhou Peng to sit down and said, "I'll go out and take a look."
"good."
The men didn't take it seriously. It's so common for people to disappear in the middle of drinking. Sometimes they are answering the phone, sometimes they go out to find a place to vomit the wine, and there is so much noise outside and there is a party. Say no.
Chen Xing went over to play.
Zhou Peng felt that nothing Chen Xing did was unusual.
He also said to his wife: "If there is no one at the door, go to the singing place over there."
Yu Qian asked his assistant to follow him, and then asked Zhou Peng: "Why, does Chen Xing like to join in this kind of fun?"
"Yes, he has liked to join in the fun since he was a child. If there are people around, he will definitely squeeze in and take a look. By the way, what are they doing outside? Is it so noisy?"
"have no idea."
If Chen Xing hadn't been invited to dinner, he would have gone back to rest long ago. The activities in Naadam also stopped when the sun went down. Yu Qian never knew that Naadam could be so lively at night. It was probably tourists gathering together to play.
Driven by curiosity, the remaining people also stood up and walked out of the tent.
The first thing you see is the flames a few meters high in front of you.
Just on the street where Prairie Dairy Products were sold.
The higher the flame at a bonfire party, the better. A seven or eight-meter-high flame is enough to light up a hundred meters of open space around it. Moreover, if the fire is too big, the circle formed by tourists will be larger, and the danger will be even greater.
control.
As soon as they came out, Yu Qian's assistant ran back and said: "Found it."
"Where?"
"I'm singing in front. Miss Qin is still over there. Let me come over and talk to you."
"Sing?"
Yu Qian was stunned for a moment, his brain numbed by alcohol was running wildly. He seemed to have heard somewhere that Chen Xing could sing well, but his identity as a photographer was his biggest impression of Chen Xing. The fact that he could sing was forgotten.
Already.
Zhou Peng also remembered some things, such as Chen Xing posting the money he earned from singing in his circle of friends.
It's actually a street performance.
He just knew that he hadn't seen Chen Xing's performance yet, so he called the brothers around him to come and watch, and said excitedly: "Chen Xing sings very well. He was the Mai Ba when we were in KTV."
Don't care why he calls Yu Qian brother, they are all brothers when they are drunk.
They thought it was Chen Xing singing alone, but when they got closer, they realized it was Chen Xing singing with another girl. The two were standing together. The girl was wearing a peaked cap and it was hard to tell what her face looked like, but she had a good figure.
, wearing a navel-baring outfit, her waist is as thin as a fairy.
Qin Xinlei stood watching from a distance, and found that everyone was coming, and whispered: "Shh, don't make any noise, let's listen to the song first."
"The afternoon wind shakes the branches and shakes off the midsummer. I speak seriously to the cicada, and then I care about you..."
Chen Xing also raised the microphone: "The evening breeze gently beats on the sea sand, and the waves pile up to perfection~ I am competing with innocence, and I can't let go of falling in love with you..."
This is a relatively niche male-female duet song "Painting Sand", in which the male voice is sung by Jay Chou. Chen Xing discussed it with the girl for a long time under the booing of the crowd, and finally decided to sing this song.
To this day, he still doesn't understand why he sang out of nowhere.
But just sing.
In this environment, his literary heart was also a little turbulent.
Chen Xing's voice condition is very good. More than once, people in the industry asked him to study professionally and not to bury his voice. But Chen Xing never went. He said to the public that he likes to follow his own feelings.
This also has a different kind of charm. Yeluzi also has the beauty of Yeluzi, and it doesn’t necessarily have to be academic.
In fact, his good voice is due to a reward from the system. If he really wants to learn the system, his wonderful voice will be gone. When the time comes, he will only be able to sing at the level of a KTV singer. No matter how many singing skills he adds, he will not be able to sing.
it's useless.
There are so many music conservatory graduates coming out every year, but few can stand out.
Now that he was drunk and couldn't speak clearly, Jay Chou's spirit suddenly emerged from the song.
"I caress your cheek lightly with the quicksand in my hand, and promise that I will never redo it in the future. I will not take the promise I made again, because I love you~"
After a while, Rap came.
Among all forms of music, Chen Xing dislikes rap the most. First of all, it is difficult to understand without reading the words, and it is difficult to appreciate. Secondly, the melody is poor, and the songs and lyrics do not match at all, and it sounds very noisy.
Most of the expressions in rap are very negative, the kind of negativity that is superficial. They even curse people in an inelegant way, but they also compose lyrics?
These "words" have brought down the Chinese music that has been passed down for thousands of years to the altar.
But the raps in the past were obviously very good, such as this one.
"No matter how windy or sandy or forked the road is, I will still find you~ No matter how the wind blows or the rain falls, the more painful it is, the more I will come~ the more free and unrestrained..."
After singing the rap, Qin Xinlei heard voices of admiration from the crowd.
"It feels so much like Jay Chou."
"And it feels like a young Jay Chou. Now Jay Chou's singing is not as good as before."
After finishing a song, Chen Xing was about to leave the stage and add this girl on WeChat.
But the audience was delighted and refused to let Chen Xing leave. People who were queuing up to perform didn't even dare to pick up the microphone. Chen Xing handed it to the next one, but the next one didn't dare to pick it up either, so the whole team completely dispersed.
, the people in line returned to the crowd.
Chen Xing was confused and wanted to take it back to DJ, but the crowd refused to let him out.
"One more song, my friend, you sing so well."
"Let's sing a rap. Your rap really has a feeling. It's much better than the ones in rap variety shows."
He also saw Zhou Peng, Yu Qian and the others in the crowd. Yu Qian was wearing a mask and stretched out his right hand to make a fist and raised it high to cheer him on. Zhou Peng even used his hands as a trumpet and shouted: "Encore!! Encore
!”
Just like a concert, as one person shouted encore rhythmically, soon the whole crowd shouted in unison.
If this picture were given to someone who doesn't have that much confidence, he would be scared to death.
A bonfire party is a stage where people form a circle. Unlike a normal stage, there is an escape route. If it doesn't work, there are bodyguards and security guards. Chen Xing has nothing here.
But he has a crazy big heart.
Also drank wine.
So he picked up the microphone and said: "DJ, where is the DJ booth? I want to sing Jay Chou's General!"
He looked at the girl who was singing duet with him just now, but the girl didn't have the courage like Chen Xing. She had already run away when everyone was targeting Chen Xing, and Chen Xing couldn't be found anywhere.
Gan!
People ran away!
I haven’t added it to WeChat yet!
Have to sleep alone tonight?
"I won't sleep tonight! No one is allowed to leave until dawn!"