It was Yuan Wu. Seeing him, Zhao Song slowly calmed down.
He looked back at the concerned mute Liu, pulled away Xizi and Li Yong and grabbed his hands, and said softly: "It's okay, just watch, it will be more exciting later!"
"Dong~" The words just finished.
The drummers smashed their drum hammers down hard.
Wang Yabin made a quick spin, her white clothes fluttering, and flew into the sky.
"Dong dong dong~~" In the fast and rhythmic drum sound, the large screen in the whole hall rotated rapidly, like a black hole of time, which made people dizzy!
"Dong~"
After a while, the last drum sounded, the lights in the hall brightened, the white clothes disappeared, and Wang Yabin stood up in golden crowns and splendid clothes.
The scene in the main hall seems to have come a thousand years later, in the 13th year of Dazhong in the Tang Dynasty, in the Peony Square of Fengtian County near Chang'an.
Gold crown, gold wire, gold earrings, gold sword handle. The gold crown is bright and crisp, but the gold crown is smooth and soft.
On the screen of the main hall, the colors are gorgeous, and the patterns are complex and luxurious! Director Zhang, the master of color, rendered the place like flowing cloisonné.
"Now, my name is little sister!"
"Shua~"
Wang Yabin stood upright on one leg, and finally pulled out two long water sleeves with both hands.
Shuixiu flew and hit the standing drum, making two soft sounds. After that, all the drums sounded together. Wang Yabin took two steps to run, raised high, Shuixiu stretched, "dong dong~"
"Dong dong~~dong dong~"
Amid the steady beat of drums, young dancer Wang Yabin performed the water sleeve dance, a classical flower-planting dance, to audiences in front of TV sets in 26 countries.
Jump in the air, turn with big steps, sweep the hall and explore the sea, turn over by exploring the sea, and turn over with kicking legs.
The water show is flying, sleeves are thrown, sleeves are wrapped, and sleeves are flat, and the meaning of roundness and beauty is vividly displayed.
She danced out the artistic conception of water show in opera and classical dance, and also danced out the rhythm of the nation.
"Dong dong dong~"
The drums stopped, the dancing stopped, and the hall instantly became dark!
Only the dim lights in the auditorium were left.
I wonder if the gringo manipulating the camera recognized Crazy Joe and turned the picture around again.
Madman Qiao swallowed his saliva, turned his head, and asked the flower planting reporter beside him: "Is that what your country looked like a thousand years ago?" (What was your country like a thousand years ago?)
"Yes!" He was answered with a proud head raised!
Outside Zhonghai, Zhao Song stared at the thin head and kept mumbling.
"Aren't you going to never come here for the rest of your life? You believe in religion and you are prejudiced against my family. What religion do you believe in?"
"Behind are 21 children, 21 mute and deaf people, let them teach you what teaching is!"
"I am also deaf! As long as I survive this time, I will kill you!"
Zhao Song's eyes were fixed on the screen, where the thin foreign head had long since disappeared. Instead, the screen was filled with gold.
The screen is full of gold, as if traveling through time and space, to another dimension, with auspicious clouds all over the sky, and the screen full of gold.
There is still the faint sound of drums coming from the flower drum, with a touch of charm and aura.
Then, the sound of gongs slowly entered, and then the flute, pipa and other instrumental music played in unison. The sounds of bells and zithers were ethereal and distant, like the sounds of nature.
In the camera, a woman slowly took two steps forward, but at the scene, many people saw the dancers in the same costume behind the woman.
Someone stood up slowly, ignoring the suppressed complaints behind him, and looked at the stage in the hall seriously.
The light shining on the woman suddenly turned blue. The fishtail-like trousers and navel-baring vest showed off an extremely sacred and colorful gold-lined garment. She became mysterious and unpredictable under the blue light.
Suddenly, thousands of golden lights shot out from behind her. In the thousands of golden lights, pairs of arms slowly opened. From bottom to top, the ever-changing arms showed the image of the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.
The dance "Thousand-Hand Avalokitesvara", composed of 21 people, is destined to shock the world, and it will debut in Zhonghai three years ahead of schedule.
"She seems to have a thousand hands!"
In Times Square, countless people stared at the big screen in stunned silence.
"Oh my god, what are those four people in white clothes doing?"
"That's sign language, oh my god! Those kids are deaf!"
China Overseas.
The old people who had been sitting in their seats slowly stood up and looked at the big screen with pious expressions.
Sister Da Da didn't see what the old people around her were doing, she just covered her mouth blankly and her eyes gradually turned red.
"Why are you crying?"
Seeing these 21 children, countless people's eyes became misty.
They have a thousand extra hands, but they can't speak a word or hear a sound.
How did they achieve the seamless coordination and the beautiful dance?
Those four sign language teachers with graceful movements? But they really didn’t look over there!
As for a certain Crazy Joe, he stood there motionless with his mouth open the whole time~!
"I am the second generation lead dancer of "Thousand-Hand Guanyin"."
When the music started playing, the woman's arms stretched out one after another, curling up into orchid fingers, retracting, releasing, playing, and clicking. It seemed like she was really a Guanyin Bodhisattva, calmly and peacefully saving all sentient beings.
She looked straight ahead, but out of the corner of her eye she clearly saw the sign language teacher's movements!
In an instant, a radiant Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara was displayed in front of the audience. The woman appeared still for a moment, showing the image of Guanyin's face remaining unchanged but the hands behind her changing. Sometimes the arms came out from one side, sometimes from both sides at the same time.
As the formation changes, sometimes one arm is reincarnated, and sometimes both arms are reincarnated. The dancers' movements are uniform, clear-cut, and crisp.
The most visually impactful thing is when these dancers turn their wrists, they see Thousand-Hand Guanyin, Thousand-Hands and Thousand-Eyes! The golden light seems to turn into Buddha's light, allowing the viewer to bathe in the Buddha's gift of beauty, wisdom, and kindness.
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"I am the second generation lead dancer of "Thousand-Hand Guanyin". Behind me, there should be a little girl named Tai Lihua!"
"Wish you all the best!"
"Brush~"
Arm retracted.
"Dong~"
The drums sounded.
The lights go out again!
The 5-minute version of "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" ended when everyone was caught off guard.
"This is the teaching!" Zhao Song shouted in his heart! He insisted on letting the four sign language teachers appear on the scene without any behind-the-scenes explanation, just to let everyone understand: this is the perfection created by a group of disabled people with their life insights.
Look at these 21 children, and you will know what fate is.
The old people sat down again, Sister Da Da rubbed her eyes, countless people touched their heaving chests, and looked at the dark screen, unable to calm down for a long time.
In China Overseas Mall.
Under the dim light, the flower-planting reporter pulled Crazy Qiao’s lapel unhappily.
"excuse me?"
"Oh, sorry."
Madman Qiao sat down stiffly, his mouth still open, and his eyes dully looking ahead, where the darkness was getting lighter and lighter.
Yes, the darkness of the screen is not darkness, but the effect of the passage of time caused by the tiny stars in the sky.
When it gradually becomes lighter...
"Boom!"
Drums again!
That’s it again!
Before people have time to recall the last program, a new program is about to start.
"This kid..." In the crowd, Uncle Lu smiled bitterly and rubbed his brows. The two shows were so enjoyable that he felt a little exhausted.