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Chapter 67 The Internship Instructor's Lecture

The colleagues held umbrellas under their arms and clapped. The team leader became the team leader and looked at him with a smile.

He Huan also had a smile on his face, turned around and pointed to the couplet at the door, "A mountain is evergreen all year round, and guests come to welcome them with horses and horses! The northern foot of Spring City has stood for thousands of years, and has welcomed and sent many celebrities, gods, heroes and beauties..."

The team leader said to the ticket window: "He Huan will give a lecture this afternoon, don't sell lecture tickets."

The aunt stuck her head out and watched them curiously as they walked by. The intern instructor gave a lecture to the instructors!

The lady at the ticket gate opened the passage with a smile and let them in.

Because they were all docents, He Huan explained in great detail, every plant, every tree, every pavilion and every pillar. From animals and plants to architectural styles, everything was covered.

Colleagues were surprised. Following He Huan’s fingers, they discovered that their scenic spot had so many details! There was so much culture!

Worried that there was something he had not mentioned, He Huan said: "If you have any questions, you can ask them. If you have different opinions, you can also discuss them with each other. I will definitely tell you everything I know."

The team leader and colleagues looked at him gratefully.

Walking all the way to the Bronze Culture Gallery, He Huan said: "Many tourists like to take pictures and take a group photo of everything they encounter. I also like to take pictures of tourists in different places, but I generally do not recommend tourists to take pictures in this place."

"Why?" the school girl asked.

Everyone laughed. All the formal commentators knew it, but the more junior ones didn’t.

"Because all the unearthed funerary objects and sacrificial ritual vessels are replicas, they also represent sacrificial culture, so it is not recommended for tourists to take photos."

"Oh!" The school girl suddenly understood and nodded.

He Huan led everyone to continue walking up. He kept talking along the way, either he was talking or his colleagues were asking questions.

When they arrived at Jin'an Hall, He Huan said: "I mainly divide Paoma Mountain into three explanation methods. One is based on natural science, which is aimed at the student group. The other is focused on history and culture, which is aimed at the teachers' group and the men's group. There are also

There is mainly a kind of flowers and love story.”

Everyone laughed.

He Huan also laughed and said: "This is for the aunties group, the women's group. Usually after talking about this and singing "Women's Flowers", they will happily go buy essential oils and flowers."

"Hahaha……"

"But I really never thought about it this way. It's just that many flowers have many romantic legends. Yunzhou's plant resources are also very rich and have many uses. So I told them, and they went to buy them."

"You also sing "Female Flower" for us!" Chen Binbin shouted.

He Huan looked at him, "Are you a woman?"

Colleagues laughed.

"If you dance with me, I will sing!" He Huan added.

Colleagues laughed and pushed Chen Binbin forward.

He Huan said with a smile: ""Female Flower" is the garden song of the flower garden!"

"Are you a tour guide at the Flower Garden or Paoma Mountain? You even created a garden song!" the team leader said sourly.

Colleagues laughed again.

"We are also a women's group! Don't we deserve to let you sing "Woman Flower"?" a female colleague shouted.

He Huan said with a smile: "I will sing to you in the Rhododendron Garden later! Let's talk about Jin'an Palace first. Why do we have to go so far?"

"Okay!" Everyone smiled and looked at him seriously without interrupting.

"Generally, the explanations are given wherever you go, but tourists may have a fragmented impression after the tour."

"We are just giving a general explanation." A colleague said, and everyone nodded.

He Huanxiao said, "I just mentioned three explanation methods. In fact, they are interspersed with each other according to different tourists. First, we determine a theme according to different tourists and extend around this theme.

For example, for students, the focus is on natural science, and then some architecture, customs and history and culture. If it is a woman, the focus is on flowers and plants, transitioning to heroic beauty.

If it is a group of teachers or scholars, it will be more detailed. It may extend from the initial construction of this temple to its reconstruction, Taoism to history, and the coverage will be wider and deeper.

During the explanation process, based on tourists’ feedback, we timely adjust which part is more and which part is less. This will give tourists a complete impression after the tour. This is our tour route! What’s under your feet and what’s in your mind!”

Everyone nodded and took out their mobile phones.

"Everyone here is an expert, so I will talk about it as a whole."

In Jin'an Hall, with colleagues constantly asking questions, He Huan spoke for an hour.

Colleagues are all recording with their mobile phones. Remember this, so that in the future you won’t have to finish the conversation in a few sentences and let the tourists take photos while you just stand there.

Seeing that his colleagues were all holding their mobile phones, He Huan added: "You can take pictures of the temple. But tourists are not recommended to take pictures or touch the statues. You don't have to understand religion, but you must respect it."

If we convey it to tourists in this way, they will not violate taboos and cause unnecessary trouble during their future travels, including going abroad."

Everyone nodded.

We explained all the way to the Rhododendron Garden.

The female colleagues have not forgotten it yet, applauding and cheering: "Sing! Sing! He Huan sings!"

"You have to learn from those female tour guides and say: Brother He Huan, we love you! Only he can sing!" said a male colleague.

"Brother He Huan! We love you!" The female colleagues didn't have any stage fright at all and burst into laughter after shouting. On the contrary, Lin Xiaolu was the only one who didn't shout.

He Huan looked at them with a smile on his face, "Beautiful sisters! I love you too!"

"Hahaha..." The female colleagues were laughing so hard that their flowers were trembling.

The team leader looked at him with a smile. From the time he was complained by female tourists to now being able to deal with it easily, he has made rapid progress!

"He Huan here, from eighty to eighteen, are all beautiful ladies! Why are you so happy?" A male colleague poured cold water on them.

"We are willing!" the female colleagues laughed, "It's none of your business!"

A group of people were chatting and laughing.

The people at the photo booth looked at them, and then at He Huan, who was holding the moon in front of the stars, and his eyes widened in shock. He didn't expect that He Huan would actually lead the team! In the future, he will lead the explanation team, and everyone will learn from him, so it will be difficult to deal with it.

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He Huan ignored them and led his colleagues into the Rhododendron Garden, "The Rhododendron is also called Azalea. Although it is the Rhododendron Camellia that blooms now, it is red and bright, just like your cute little faces! I will sing a song "Azalea" for everyone.

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"Okay!" Colleagues threw away their umbrellas and clapped happily.

Although the rain stopped, it was still wet under the trees and raindrops kept falling. He Huan looked at the glass steps in the middle and said, "This ladder is not good for taking pictures, but it is good as a stage!"

Everyone laughed.

The photographer was speechless.

He Huan finally looked at them and said, "Lend me some."

The team leader also looked at them, and everyone looked at them. With the strength of the people, they were openly trying to grab territory? There was no other way, and there were no tourists now, so there was no excuse. The two nodded, raised their chins, and motioned for him to use it.

He Huan took a sip of water to moisten his throat and walked up the steps.

"The third watch in the middle of the night - looking forward to the dawn, the twelfth lunar month of winter - looking forward to the spring breeze..."

The clear singing was like a spring breeze blowing in the azalea garden. All his colleagues fell silent and looked at him.

The photographer at the photo booth looked at him and couldn't help but cursed to himself: "What a fucking talent!"


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