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Chapter 139

This was not a performance. He Huan could see that he really wanted to drink this cup of wine with him. He did not refuse or coy. He held his hand, held the wine glass together, raised his head with him, and drank a glass of wine together.

The audience applauded and cheered, so moved, so moved! I felt the enthusiasm and refreshingness of the ethnic minorities!

Lu Kuan posted the video to the group and said: Conquered! Conquered! Xiaobailong conquered his opponent!

The tour guide group also cheered:

【6ah 6ah! We missed it today!】

【Ethnic Garden is going to be popular!】

[Little White Dragon is always going to be hot!]

[I’m convinced by this explanation!]

Team leader Wu was shocked! He was... subdued?

The tourists were also excited to see them drinking and not leaving. They sat there and watched in ecstasy.

The handsome guy from Northeast China who led the way said: "Watching this show without listening to Xiao Bailong's commentary is like watching a football match without commentary for someone who doesn't understand football. It's over when you see the goal. It's over when you see the flag being pulled. What the hell is that?

I know. After listening to Xiao Bailong’s explanation, I really saw the epic of the canyon people!”

Lu Kuan smiled and said: "Yes!"

Everyone nodded, "I really want to go to Gaoligong!"

Lu Kuan smiled and said, "Okay! You need to find me!"

"Unless you bring the little white dragon!" the tourists said.

Lu Kuan was speechless and smiled again. If he could always take Little White Dragon with him, hey, he could be a guide with peace of mind!

In the Grand Canyon, without an experienced tour guide like him, Xiao Bailong would definitely take tourists to the river or deep into the mountains and forests. Hmm, hmm, it's best to convince him to partner with him, hahaha... Lu Kuan thought happily.

After drinking, He Huan looked at the audience, hey! Where are my tourists? You can’t say that I was so dizzy after drinking half a glass that I couldn’t find my way around?

Seeing him looking around, the handsome Northeastern man in charge of the tour guide flag quickly waved his flag and umbrella, "Little White Dragon! Little White Dragon!"

Audiences from all sides also cheered with him: "Little White Dragon! Little White Dragon!"

He Huan smiled, this guy really knows how to cheer! He also covered up his embarrassment that he almost couldn't find his own tourist.

With the whole audience watching and cheering, He Huan walked towards his tourists. The Magic Tour Group looked up at him, eyes shining, so proud!

Other tourists also looked at them with envy!

He Huan walked up to them and looked at Lu Kuan, "Brother Kuan, why are you here? Aren't you outside?"

"Scared me to death!" Lu Kuan patted his chest, "But it seems that worrying about you is completely unnecessary."

He Huan said with a smile: "We've seen the performance and the four tribes in the canyon have finished speaking. We don't need to watch it anymore. Let's go."

The tourists stood up and followed him.

Team Leader Wu suddenly appeared in front of him, "Xiao Bailong, are you just leaving like that? I heard what you said, and you don't even need to watch it? We still have many performances in various villages!"

Lu Kuan looked at Team Leader Wu, it turned out that she was causing trouble! He didn’t understand!

But he is not worried about He Huan at all now.

He Huan looked back at the tourists, "I didn't follow the performance route. Are you sorry? Are you happy?"

"No regrets! Happy!" the tourists shouted, "We just like listening to you! We don't like watching performances!"

He Huan turned to look at Team Leader Wu again, "The performance must be at the right time, place, and right, and only when the atmosphere is there can you express your feelings. I can sing, but I don't sing anytime and anywhere."

"That's because you can't sing!" A young man suddenly said, "You sing those two crappy songs, do you think you can sing?"

He Huan turned around and saw a young man wearing a rainbow striped blanket walking towards him.

"Dulong tribe?" He Huan said with a smile, "Then I will sing you a song that is not bad on the street."

"Wow!" Little White Dragon actually wanted to sing! The Magic Tour Group applauded, and the stars looked at him.

The tourists around who were about to disperse stopped and looked over.

That’s what Team Leader Wu means! Everyone knows that Xiao Bailong can sing, so it’s not bullying him if he sings more, right?

Although they are singers and dancers, in essence, it is not fair to challenge other people's hobbies with their ability to eat, but who said Xiaobailong is famous for his songs?

As long as they sing better than Xiao Bailong, this victory belongs to the National Park!

He Huan had no intention of deciding the winner and gave all the honor to them! He explained their history and culture and made the audience applaud for them several times.

Isn’t great national unity bad?

Do you have to step on his head?

He Huan no longer used the microphone or went to the stage. He just watched the Dulong boy who provoked him and sang to the little bee he was explaining: "Oh, A Ding, A Bei, wow..."

Everyone was stunned. What was he singing? They couldn't understand it at all.

Although I don’t understand it, I feel it is so gentle, deep, and sad inexplicably! It sounds great!

It seems like the sound coming from the canyon of Gaoligong Mountain and the banks of Dulong River.

The tourists stopped and listened.

Including actors, guides, and tour guides! Everyone gathered around to listen to He Huan sing an ancient song.

Gu Ni

I didn't understand a word, but I couldn't help but calm down.

The Dulong boy's eyes gradually turned red, his eyelashes were moist, and his black eyes looked like a wounded calf as he looked at He Huan.

The ancient and incomprehensible language floats in everyone's ears, like the Dulong River bypassing many canyons.

There is no end, and the meaning is still unfinished...

Suddenly it stopped, and the beautiful and desolate singing disappeared deep into the mountains.

The whole place was silent.

He Huan looked at the tearful Dulong guy, smiled, turned around and took the tourists away.

The tourists automatically got out of the way and started talking about it: "What kind of song is this? What does it mean?"

The crowd dispersed, and Team Leader Wu looked at Dulong young man in confusion, "What is he singing? Why are you crying?"

The Dulong guy sniffed, turned and walked away. Why did he listen to the team leader and challenge him? He is a monster, he is a ghost! I am so sad!

Team Leader Wu looked at him in confusion, and asked the actors next to him, "Why is he crying? Do you understand?"

The Lisu boy shook his head, "It seems like a Dulong children's song! I can't understand it either!"

"Ha!" Leader Wu was shocked! The Dulong language is almost extinct! Many Dulong people can speak Lisu, but not Dulong. Why can Little Bailong sing? Is he a ghost?

The tourists also followed He Huan towards the east gate.

"Why did he cry?" the tourists asked curiously, "Did you scold him?"

"I'm coaxing him." He Huan said seriously.

"Ah?" Everyone was surprised that it could make people cry? What kind of song must it be?

"What does the song just sung mean?" Everyone was extremely curious.

"Lullaby."

"Liar!"

"Really, this is the Dulong tribe's nurturing tune. He must have heard it when he was a child."

Lu Kuan looked at him in disbelief, "Are you too awesome? Not many Dulong people can speak Dulong language!"

Everyone is more curious!

"Let me translate it for you." He Huan said.

"Yeah." Everyone looked at him with their eyes wide open, as if they were afraid that if they didn't use their eyes, their ears wouldn't understand. It sounded so good just now, so why didn't they understand?

"My good boy, listen to what your father tells you."

"Hahaha..." The tourists and Lu Kuan all laughed.

He Huan held back his laughter and waited for them to laugh.

"Continue! Translate!" Everyone stopped quickly and looked at him curiously.

"Whatever you do, you must be serious and don't swarm around like flies."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The handsome Northeastern boy turned around and ran back, "Wait! I'll tell him! What a pity if he doesn't understand!"

"Hahaha..." Lu Kuan quickly grabbed him.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

"Where's the back?"

"You must be diligent in everything you do, good times will not fall from the sky."

The tourists were smiling.

"Father is telling you..."

"Hahaha……"

"You have to grow up like your parents, and you have to listen to your parents."

"Hahaha……"

The tourist was already laughing like crazy, "No, no, no! I must go back and tell him what it means! If you don't understand, you will sing in vain!"

"Okay!" He Huan said, "The fifty-six ethnic groups are one family. He may remember it late at night."

"Hahaha……"

"Any more?"

"Those who are diligent will not have to worry about food and clothing. Those who are conscientious will have the stars in the sky lighting up for them."

"Wow!"

"It's so beautiful!" said a girl, "Suddenly it feels beautiful and simple."

"Yuwatiao! Hahaha... He must have been educated!" Everyone smiled and hugged He Huan, "Xiao Bailong! You are serious!"

"How smart he is!" Lu Kuan looked at him and concluded.


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