"You don't know about the drum competition? Oh, you are a foreigner, so it's normal that you don't know. The so-called drum competition is actually an annual drum competition held by our locals..."
After the third sister's introduction, Tang Xiaobao finally had a general understanding of the drum competition.
It turns out that at this time of year, several local villages gather together.
There is a local tradition of drumming. Almost everyone can play drums, and some even often participate in some large-scale performances.
The drum competition is a group of young and middle-aged drummers selected from each village to compete with each other.
If anyone plays well and has potential, he will be accepted as a disciple by the older generation of drum kings. With careful guidance, he will have the opportunity to become the successor of the drum king and the new drum king in the future.
There seems to be some other meaning. Although the third sister didn't say it clearly and kept talking vaguely, Tang Xiaobao still heard it. However, the third sister didn't want to say it, so Tang Xiaobao couldn't ask anymore.
What surprised him was that San Meizi's father was actually the drum king of the older generation and was very prestigious in the local area.
After walking for about half an hour, the village was outside.
The houses here are all next to cave dwellings.
The cave dwellings that have been passed down from the past have not been buried, but have been used. However, in front of the cave dwellings, there is often a yard, and many families have also built bungalows.
"Here we are, this is our Lijia Village."
It is called Lijia Village because more than half of the people in the village have the surname Li.
Tang Xiaobao was brought to an old cave dwelling. When he opened the courtyard door, the third sister shouted loudly: "My father and my mother, I am bringing distinguished guests."
A row of four cave dwellings.
The curtain in the middle was opened, and a couple in their sixties came out.
They wore white turbans on their heads and had curious looks on their faces.
As soon as he came out, he saw Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao lived in the open during this period, but he still maintained his energy.
Before he came, he had deliberately disguised himself, but he was still somewhat similar to his original appearance.
"Hey, here comes the distinguished guest. Please sit down in the courtyard and go and give the guest a glass of water."
The old man's surname was Li, Li Zhicheng, and he almost had the same name as a famous person in history.
He was very enthusiastic. When he asked Tang Xiaobao to sit in the yard, he had already asked his wife to pour water.
There is a small table in the yard with a plate of red dates on it.
The third sister took the backpack from Tang Xiaobao's hand and entered the back room. Tang Xiaobao sat down, a little embarrassed.
"You haven't asked me your name yet?"
Li Zhicheng asked.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Old man, my surname is Tang and my name is Tang Qi. I came here to travel and happened to bump into the third sister. She sympathized with me for not having a place to stay and brought me back to stay for one night. This can be considered as my accommodation fee.
, causing you trouble."
With that said, Tang Xiaobao took out his wallet, took out a stack of banknotes, counted ten of them, and put them in front of Li Zhicheng.
When you stop at a restaurant, you will naturally have to pay for tea. In Tang Xiaobao's view, this is a matter of course.
But Li Zhicheng's expression changed and he became a little unhappy. He pushed the money in front of Tang Xiaobao and said, "What are you talking about? When you go out, no one will have any difficulties. I, Li Zhicheng, am not a money-loving person. Come to me."
As a guest, you think highly of us, so I charge you money, what’s going on?”
Tang Xiaobao quickly smiled and said: "Old man, I have caused you trouble, so it is appropriate to make some compensation. You can treat it as a gift bought for you by someone who respects you."
"If you insist on taking money, then stay at my house. My house is not a hotel."
Li Zhicheng snorted and turned his face to the side.
Sigh, Tang Xiaobao felt a little embarrassed.
Can’t you give this money away?
By chance, the third sister and her mother were delivering water together and overheard their conversation.
The third sister put the money into Tang Xiaobao's hand and said: "Brother Tang, our village never charges outsiders for accommodation, so just accept it. My father has a bad temper, so don't mess with him."
My dad is angry."
Tang Xiaobao smiled and had no choice but to put the money away.
Only then did Li Zhicheng's expression soften.
He invited Tang Xiaobao to drink water and asked, "What does Tang Xiaobao do? Where is his home?"
"Oh, I'm a singer. I also do some business. My family lives in Bazhong, Sichuan."
"Hey, you also live in Bazhong, Sichuan, and your surname is Tang?"
Li Zhicheng was stunned and looked at Tang Xiaobao curiously.
Tang Xiaobao felt a little guilty and laughed dryly: "Yeah."
"Do you think he looks like Tang Xiaobao?"
Li Zhicheng asked the third sister.
The third sister stared at Tang Xiaobao for a long time and nodded: "It does look a bit similar."
Tang Xiaobao's face turned red and he quickly said: "I just look a bit similar. Many people say so."
"Dad, Brother Tang is good at singing." "Really?"
Li Zhicheng is still watching Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao said modestly: "You just sing nonsense, don't listen to the nonsense of the third sister."
Fortunately, Li Zhicheng didn't really suspect anything.
There are so many people who look alike in the world...
This must be just a coincidence.
After chatting for a while, it got dark.
Dinner is ready.
The dinner was very sumptuous, including some local specialties.
There is bacon, there is mutton...
The only thing that made Tang Xiaobao a little unaccustomed to it was that it was served with pasta.
Well, he still likes dumplings that are hard to eat, with thin skin and lots of meat.
After dinner, Li Zhicheng and San Meizi watched TV and chatted with Tang Xiaobao.
I don’t know why I ended up talking about tomorrow’s drum competition.
Obviously, Li Zhicheng has a lot of pride in playing drums.
This is also easy to understand.
He is the local drum king.
He is also the most important guest and judge at tomorrow's event.
There is only one Drum King, and it is a great honor to be the Drum King's disciple. However, he can accept at most one apprentice every year, and if there is no suitable candidate, he does not have to accept him.
"I heard from Third Sister that you also want to attend the drum competition?"
Li Zhicheng asked.
Tang Xiaobao nodded: "Yes, I came here this time to collect music. To be honest, I have a song and need to shoot the MV. I came to find a suitable location. It would be better if I could find a group of good drummers.
, I can ask them to cooperate when I shoot, and they will set the price, and I will never treat them badly."
"Need a drummer?"
Li Zhicheng smiled and said: "This is easy, I can find someone for you, but can you play the drums?"
Tang Xiaobao said modestly: "I know how to do it, but I'm not proficient."
"Ah, Brother Tang, do you know how to play the drums? Then try playing here. My father is the king of drums. He can also give you advice." The third sister was a little excited and suggested with a light in her eyes.
Li Zhicheng touched his beard and nodded: "How about you try it and let me see."
Tang Xiaobao's heart moved and he said, "Okay, uncle, do you have a drum here?"
As soon as he asked this question, he blushed.
How come the drum king’s family doesn’t have a drum?
Sure enough, Li Zhicheng laughed and said: "There are all kinds of drums. Which one do you want? Third sister, take him to see the drums."