Times are developing, society is progressing, and the influence of modern civilization is everywhere. The Mongolian people who have lived a nomadic life for generations are gradually changing their way of life.
Many young people in the tribe went out to live in prosperous big cities and see the more exciting world outside. Some left and never came back, while others went and came back again.
But no matter for those who left or those who continue to stick to this land, the prairie will always be their home and their roots, a concern and spiritual sustenance that cannot be erased across thousands of mountains and rivers.
Lu Chen's song "Beautiful Grassland, My Home" does not sing the voices of the herdsmen, so it touches them particularly violently, directly touching their hearts and shaking their souls.
Let their mood be unable to calm down for a long time!
"good!"
Uncle Qiyan's roar woke up those who were still immersed in the singing.
He was seen carrying a large bowl of kumiss, striding in front of Lu Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, this is the most beautiful song I have ever heard in my life. I wish you this bowl of wine!"
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Gergentana's father is a Mongolian man, with a sturdy appearance and a square figure, with a dark red face, thick beard and hair, and a strong and powerful look when he comes and go.
But the look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Chen was filled with admiration.
Lu Chen quickly put down the morinouqin and took the huge wine bowl with both hands.
Uncle Qiyan is the owner of this hunting ground, which is equivalent to the status of the leader of the tribe. He personally toasted Lu Chen. Even if he drank it and got drunk, he couldn't refuse this bowl of wine.
Fortunately, mare's kumiss is a low-alcohol wine, mild in nature and not overpowering, so Lu Chen brought the silver bowl to his mouth and drank the whole bowl of wine in one go without missing a drop.
"good!"
Uncle Qiyan praised loudly again and gave Lu Chen a thumbs up, and the surrounding herdsmen cheered in unison.
Lu Chen used his performance to conquer this group of unruly prairie men.
Zhang Ke, who was sitting not far away, saw this and sighed in his heart. Although he is a film and television director and not a music major, his understanding of music is undoubtedly far better than that of ordinary people.
Zhang Ke had never heard of the song "Beautiful Grassland, My Home", but it was absolutely impossible for a work with such a beautiful melody and touching lyrics to remain unknown.
The only explanation is that it was Lu Chen's original work, which he improvised after coming to the Mongolian prairie.
Within the circle, Lu Chen is well-known for his creative skills and is known as No. 1 among the new generation of singer-songwriters.
What a talent!
Zhang Ke had seen many capable and talented young people, but Lu Chen undoubtedly left the deepest impression on him.
The great director suddenly had an idea in his mind.
Uncle Qiyan asked: "Young man, who wrote the song you sang?"
"His name is Lu Chen, and he is sister Fei'er's boyfriend!"
At this moment, Gergentana came out and revealed Lu Chen's identity. She looked at Lu Chen with longing eyes and asked: "Brother Lu Chen, this song is really nice. Can you teach me how to sing it?"
I want to sing it to all the prairie people at this year’s White Festival party!”
"White Festival" is the most solemn and grand festival of the Mongolian people every year. It is equivalent to the Spring Festival. Starting from the first day of the first lunar month of the lunar calendar, people pay New Year greetings, toast each other, have dinner, sing, dance and have entertainment to wish for good health and good luck throughout the year.
The beggar-faced uncle smiled and touched his daughter's head.
This is his most cherished pearl.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "I wrote this song. If you like it, then I will let you sing it."
"real?"
Gergentana was surprised and delighted, clapped her hands and said, "That's great!"
Her laughter was as sweet as a silver bell, full of joy and joy.
Many people in the crew looked at Gergentana with different eyes, because the latter obviously didn't know that the price of a song by Lu Chen was one of the highest in the industry!
Lu Chen was able to miraculously rise in the entertainment industry and win the heart of Filia Chen. His talent in music creation was the most important factor, and there were more than one or two new stars who became famous through his hands.
Gergentana got the song "Beautiful Grassland My Home", even if it is a cover right, as long as she does it a little bit more, does it mean that a star will rise on the grassland?
Others can't get what they want, but she can do it with just one word. How can we not make people envious, jealous, and hateful!
"real?"
Uncle Qiyan was equally surprised. His eyes widened, he waved his hand and said, "Bring me another bowl of wine!"
This prairie man's way of expressing gratitude and admiration is always so simple, crude and direct!
Lu Chen couldn't resist the hospitality, so he had to drink another large bowl of koumiss.
Even though the alcohol content of kumiss was low, he couldn't stand drinking it like this. After the second bowl, his face turned red and he was really a little drunk.
Qiyan laughed loudly and patted Lu Chen on the shoulder: "What a good man!"
Lu Chen could only smile bitterly.
After the campfire dinner, Lu Chen was supported by Filia Chen and staggered back to her tent.
Helping Lu Chen lie down on the soft and comfortable bed, Filia Chen filled up the hot water, twisted a towel in the basin, and put it on his face considerately.
The heat penetrated into the skin through the pores, making the ironing comfortable and making Lu Chen's drunkenness dissipate a lot. He took a long breath of comfort and felt much more awake.
Filia Chen said coquettishly: "You drank too much tonight!"
Lu Chen was helpless: "I don't want to either, but they are trying to trick me one by one."
In addition to the herdsmen, there were also members of the crew who drank wine. Even Shi Lang offered a toast. How could he not drink?
That was definitely not possible, so I drank too much.
Filia Chen was disgusted: "You smell like alcohol, don't touch me tonight."
Lu Chen chuckled, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her, pulled her directly into his arms, leaned in and kissed her.
He said vaguely: "I'm going to touch it!"
Filia Chen resisted with a giggle, turned around and said, "Then you can also sing a song to me, something I haven't heard before."
She has made similar requests several times, and every time she gets a surprise.
This time Lu Chen even gave Gergentana a song!
Lu Chen gave up the entanglement, pretended to be thinking hard, and after a moment said: "Yes!"
He held Filia Chen and hummed softly in her ear.
"There is a good girl in that far away place."
"When people walked past her counting house, they all turned around and looked at her with nostalgia."
"Her pink smiling face is like the red sun."
"Her beautiful eyes are like the bright moonlight at night."
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"I would like to be a little lamb and go herding with her. I would like her to hold a thin leather whip."
"Keep hitting me lightly."
Lu Chen's singing voice became very soft and soft, and finally became imperceptible, and turned into the sound of even breathing.
Unable to resist the alcohol, he fell into a deep sleep.
Filia Chen pressed tightly against Lu Chen's generous chest, wishing that time would stay at this moment forever!
So warm. ——
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