Chapter 97 The Vicious Stepmother of the Republic of China (32)
Chapter 97 The Vicious Stepmother of the Republic of China (32)
Author: Salina
Chapter 97 The Vicious Stepmother of the Republic of China (32)
Bayer and other foreigners read Marco Polo's travel notes when they were young.
They are full of yearning for the mysterious Eastern country that is full of gold and full of gold as described in the book.
However, when they actually came to this country, they were all disappointed.
Not to mention the gold everywhere, they actually made a fortune.
However, the country they saw and the people they came into contact with were not at all what they imagined.
This country is indeed very large, but very weak.
The people here, even though the men have cut off their braids, are still ignorant.
They either have pitifully low self-esteem or are ridiculously arrogant.
As for the women, they were hunched over and timid, and the most frightening thing was that their feet were bound.
God, this, this behavior is so cruel and barbaric.
They simply could not imagine that in the twentieth century, the dream country once praised so highly by Marco Polo would actually look like this.
As for the traditional Chinese art, Bayer and others did not feel the beauty and magic.
Because in the music performances they watched, the performers had solemn expressions, either plucking the strings or playing the flute.
The music may be nice, but as crooked nuts, they can't resonate at all.
What depresses Bayer and other foreigners the most is that those who perform on stage are often actors, actresses or poor people.
There are no ladies or young masters from wealthy families.
Later they learned that in China, the so-called ladies are not allowed to appear in public.
They had their feet bound and were locked up at home.
It is said that some people never leave their homes in their entire lives.
This, this is simply unbelievably terrifying.
Disappointed! Extremely disappointed!
The childhood dreams were shattered, and foreigners' perception of China plummeted.
Some people have mercy;
Some people are even more arrogant and bully innocent people who dare not resist.
However, Gu Qingcheng's "Millennium Feast" allowed Bayer and others to enter a dreamy and wonderful world.
Here, they felt in Gu Qingcheng the charm and heritage of an ancient cultural country that has been passed down for thousands of years.
"Ms. Gu is so amazing. When she is quiet, she looks like a real socialite; when she plays the drums, she is like the passionate sun!"
Felix was a doctor and had access to people from all walks of life.
When he was in country D, he met those noble ladies.
There are differences in etiquette between the East and the West, but the pride and self-confidence in the heart are the same.
He felt that "nobility" in Gu Qingcheng.
"Yes! I really didn't expect that China would be so brilliant thousands of years ago."
Bayer's eyes were also filled with wonder.
He couldn't imagine that Ms. Gu could play so many tricks with just a drum.
There is no dull sitting and playing the guqin, but spinning and jumping between several large drums.
The clothes are fluttering, the skirts are flying, and the drums are matched with those strange musical instruments, but they play beautiful music.
Bayer and others still couldn't understand it, but they could feel the powerful power and majestic momentum from it.
"I heard that thousands of years ago, when their armies were fighting, they would beat drums to boost morale."
As a person who could not study the history of his own country, William did quite a lot of research on the history of other countries.
However, he cannot be regarded as a "flower-planting expert". Otherwise, when he saw Gu Qingcheng's performance today, he would still say something polite:
"Stay as quiet as a virgin and move as fast as a rabbit!"
Foreigners such as Bach who came to join in the fun were also impressed by the novelty, beauty and grandeur of the Millennium Feast.
What they like most is Gu Qingcheng's free and easy, enthusiastic and cheerful performances.
No little feet, no boredom, just the enjoyment of music and dance.
Of course, they would "appreciate" it so much, and Gu Qingcheng's peerless appearance also played a big role.
Don't say anything is aesthetically wrong.
In fact, the mainstream aesthetics in the world have always been unified:
A true beauty should have big eyes, a high nose bridge, three-dimensional facial features, delicate skin, and a well-proportioned figure.
And beautiful things can also stimulate the senses and make the body and mind happy.
Foreigners don't understand China's traditional culture, but they can still enjoy the "beauty" from those costumes, those music, and those performances.
It's also a traditional culture. Foreigners don't seem to be interested in guzheng and guqin, but they highly respect opera and Mr. Mei.
It's not that they suddenly like opera, but that they feel the beauty in this art form.
Gu Qingcheng showed these foreigners another, brand-new traditional Chinese culture.
"Good! Good!"
"biu Tefo!"
These people ate the novel and interesting food suspended in the water, listened to the magnificent drum music, and watched the individual and unrestrained dance performances. They all couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
Gu Qingcheng: ...Fortunately, this body has no bound feet, so I can dance the Hu Xuan Dance without any hindrance.
"That's great, Ms. Gu! Can I give it a try too?"
Mr. Bach came from a military family and was very interested in powerful and powerful drum music.
He also wore bright light armor and came to several drums.
"sure!"
Gu Qingcheng handed Bach the drumsticks and told him some drumming tips, rhythm, etc.
Bang!
Bang bang!
Bach wore retro armor and swung the drumstick vigorously.
The drum beat slowly gained a rhythm, and Bach secretly followed the rhythm of a certain march, jamming a little.
Not to mention, it's not weird at all.
"Haha, Bach, I'll come with you!"
Infected by the atmosphere, Felix also stood up, took the drumstick, and played with Bach.
Boom!
Dong Dong~
Drum duo.
The atmosphere became more and more intense, and the foreigners who drank some wine became more and more excited.
They just had fun.
Beat the drums, beat the chimes, or simply wear retro clothes and twist around in the open space of the garden imitating Gu Qingcheng's Hu Xuan dance.
In this scene, people with high emotional intelligence will sing and dance.
People with low emotional intelligence may secretly say "the devil is dancing around".
But, no matter what adjectives are used, the foreigners enjoyed this feast very much.
They do not dislike China's traditional culture, but instead highly respect and appreciate it.
This made the Chinese guests who came to the banquet a little stunned.
"Foreigners don't dislike it?"
"It's really strange. When I invited Mr. Felix last time, I specially invited the top performer from Baihualou to play the pipa. That is Baihualou's signature show, but Mr. Felix didn't like it at all."
"Yes! I have invited Mr. Bach before. He is famously serious and difficult to get in touch with!"
But at this moment, this man was actually shouting chants and beating the drums to his heart's content.
This picture really overturned his understanding of Mr. Bach.
Oh no, not just Bach, but also these foreigners, it seems that everything is different from what they remember.
"Huh, I told you a long time ago that our ancestors' stuff is good. You see, foreigners don't like it all the same!"
"That's right, they are all those things that we have forgotten our ancestors. I actually despise them. What's more, I say they are feudal dross! Foreigners still like these dross?"
"There is hope for China! Oh, I know, sooner or later, our products from China will be accepted by the world!"
There were also a few people who seemed to be old and young, but now they no longer felt that Gu Qingcheng's dancing was immoral.
Instead, I was crying, and my face was full of pride.
“Crack!
"Click! Click!"
The discussion among the guests was also mixed with the flashing of spotlights and the unique sound of cameras.
"Huh? Why are these reporters here too?"
"I didn't remember inviting them. Could it be Ms. Gu's preparation?"
The happiest person in the entire banquet was Ma Yong, the "host".
When it first started, he was still a little nervous.
But when Bayer and others put on the Mingguang Armor and gave a thumbs up to the stage, he knew: It's done!
As expected of Ms. Gu, the thousand-year feast she created immediately stunned the foreigners.
The ensuing "dance of demons", oh no, "guests enjoying themselves" made Ma Yong even more delighted.
The banquet at his house not only made the foreigners eat and have fun, but also made them stand out in front of these prestigious people in the provincial capital.
From now on, if someone laughs at him for being a rough guy who can't read a word, Ma Yong can just throw out today's feast and make a fuss——
"Am I a vulgar and reckless man? Humph, my family's thousand-year feast has been agreed upon by foreigners when they come."
"As for you, you come from a scholarly family, but foreigners don't support your family at all."
This is probably also the tragedy of this era.
Whether our products are good or not needs a group of foreigners to evaluate them.
However, this is the current trend.
If you get approval from foreigners, that's good.
And having such a good thing is "superior".
Ma Yong was proud, proud. Even when he saw the constipated-looking Overseer and Young Overseer in the crowd, his good mood was not ruined at all.
Warlord: ...You are so bold, where did you get this "Ms. Gu"? Even the foreigners were coaxed!
Isn't it just wearing a "costume", beating a drum, and spinning around in circles? I can just find some actors from the troupe and learn it for a few days, and I can do it!
During the preparations for the Millennium Feast, there was a lot of commotion because foreigners in Bayer and other provincial cities "got wind of it".
The governor also heard about it.
After sending someone to inquire carefully, the warlord found out that it was Ma DaDang who hired an "expert" to come up with such an eye-catching gadget.
The warlord's instinctive disdain.
However, foreigners had to participate, and the governor was a little uneasy.
He simply sneaked in with his son, and secretly instigated many celebrities and elders in the provincial capital to pick a bone in the egg.
Is there anything wrong with Ma Da Dao's banquet? For example, it might be too kneeling to foreigners, or it might be deliberately belittling one's own culture and praising Western culture.
Although these are the norm in this era, there are some things that can be done but cannot be broken.
In order to leave "evidence", the military governor specially invited reporters from several newspapers...
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