It is not far from the Linxia Desert Ancient City Film and Television Base.

Li Shixin looked at a group of old fans who were holding drumsticks and had basically mastered the rhythm, and nodded with a smile.

In fact, the "galloping drum of ten thousand armies" redeemed from the folk art jukebox is a personal technique and does not require any accompaniment. Most of these ancient Chinese musical instruments, except for ceremonial instruments such as chimes and pipes, do not need accompaniment.

The easiest, the erhu.

A song of Erquan reflects the moon, and if you add a separate soundtrack, it is not a foil, it is a troublemaker.

Drums are even more so.

As long as the momentum comes out, one side drum is enough.

Accompaniment is the icing on the cake.

Therefore, the rhythm and rhythm of the auxiliary drums that Li Shixin made for a group of old fans are very simple.

"Yes, yes, yes, you six gay men, the drum beat is knock, cross, knock! Come on, come on, come again!"

Zhang Yaozhong, Liu Feng and others saw Li Shixin give a gesture and rounded the drumstick in their hands.

Knock knock!

Straddle!

Knock knock!

"Hey! That's good!" Hearing a uniform drum beat, Li Shixin nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay, when you come to the stage, you always watch my gestures, I raise my left hand and raise it, you will go up!

"No problem!" Old Man Liu Feng smiled and raised his drumstick high to show that he understood.

Li Shixin nodded, and then looked at the other side, "You six female comrades, it's knock!

Knock knock knock!

Wu Ming led the way and beat the drum quickly with all his might.

"Good. Li Shixin was satisfied, "When I get to the stage, I will raise my right hand, and you will get up!

Without waiting for Wu Ming and the others to answer, Zhang Yaozhong here said hehehe: "Oh, Shixin, don't worry, just this hammer to death, who can't remember? They are not the old Sister Zhang and Sister Qiao Hong! Sister Zhang, Sister Qiao Hong, am I right?"

Beside him, stood Qiao Hong and Zhang Mingrong, who had just gotten off the plane and joined the large army under the leadership of Chen Yiyi and Su Sansan.

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The two Alzheimer's patients blinked in unison when they heard their names.

Qiao Hong looked at Zhang Yaozhong carefully, "Let's ...... Oh, I remember, you're Lao Sun, right? Or the director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, right?"

Zhang Yaozhong's face is full of black question marks: "???"

On the side, Mrs. Zhang Mingrong looked at her old sister and sighed, "Tsk, Sister Qiao." What kind of memory do you have? Where is his surname Sun? Isn't his surname Zhang? Director Zhang, I'm not mistaken, am I?"

Zhang Yaozhong breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his head, and said in his heart I almost asked you to change your surname.

"It's still the old Sister Zhang's memory. ”

Hearing Zhang Yaozhong's praise, Zhang Mingrong smiled, "That's right! I still remember that your son's name is Zhang Guowei." ”

On the side, Zhang Yaozhong's son-in-law Sun Guowei's face collapsed.

"Auntie, my surname is Sun ...... I'm my dad's son-in-law......"

This episode amused a group of old fans.

Wu Ming held back a smile and grabbed the hands of the two Alzheimer's sisters, "Okay, you two, don't remember what his last name is, I'll call her Director in the future!"

"Oh!" "Okay. ”

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Qiao Hong, Zhang Mingrong: "Hello Director!"

Seeing that the two old sisters happily accepted this suggestion, Zhang Yaozhong patted his hair on the cheek.

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Don't worry about it, I won't have a surname in these two old babies in the future.

Seeing that the two Alzheimer's had just arrived in Linxia, and they sold a cute one in a few minutes, Li Shixin rubbed his temples.

Hurry up and call everyone to pay attention.

"Okay, you've got the basics. I'll talk about the last part, when I put both hands up, do you know how to fix it?"

Faced with this question, Qiao Hong and Zhang Mingrong smiled: "Then knock knock, praise, knock knock and knock together!

"Haha,"

Seeing a group of old fans laughing on the ground, Li Shixin smiled helplessly.

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These two can remember, and presumably others who don't have Alzheimer's disease can also remember it.

"Then let's do it again, if this time is over, I'll call the other end of the cultural festival!"

Li Shixin took the gesture and picked up his drumstick.

"Okay!"

"Wait!" Just as everyone listened to Li Shi's signal order and picked up the drumsticks to prepare for the final rehearsal, An Xiaoxiao, who was squatting beside Qiao Hong and eating two in-flight meals, wiped his mouth and stood up.

"Hiccup, Sensei!"

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An Xiaoxiao's little face gathered into a bun, "What about me, I also want to participate in the cultural festival!"

"You?"

Li Shixin brushed the bright red cloth strips on the drumstick, and raised his eyebrows: "The teacher has already arranged it for you, you have an independent program, and you can't mix it with us." ”

"What?" An Xiaoxiao was overjoyed: "Really, teacher, why don't you tell me, I'm so ready to prepare! Teacher, teacher, do I need to practice or something?"

Looking at Xiao Nizi's coquettish face, Li Shixin shook his head with a smile, "No." Your show is as simple as getting your makeup, costumes, and posing. ”

"How simple is that?"

Hearing that there is such a simple program in this world, An Xiaoxiao's eyes widened.

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"Teacher, isn't this concave show very tiring?"

Li Shixin raised his eyebrows, "No, you have a place to sit." I'll let your sister Xiaoying arrange it for you. ”

"Teacher, you are amazing! Knowing my small attributes, knowing how to make good use of people, admiring in vain!

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Looking at his uncompetitive student with an expression of "this is really wonderful", Li Shixin muttered: "I just might be a little dizzy." ”

"What did you say, teacher?"

"Oh, didn't say anything. Come on, come on, everybody get dry! Look at my gestures, go!"

Knock knock, boom, knock knock!

Knock knock knock!

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After rehearsing the show with a group of old fans, Li Shixin sent the rehearsal video shot by Chen Boshi to the ancient city culture.

The other side was also happy, and directly said that the program was okay, and there was no conflict with the existing program arrangement, and told Li Shixin that it had passed.

After telling me to rehearse again tomorrow night, I politely hung up the phone.

In fact, Li Shixin participated in this opening ceremony, both himself and the organizer were like a mirror in their hearts, as long as the big picture can get by, it is OK.

After all, the current "Mobei" series is popular in the fighter, and as long as he, an Internet celebrity, is on stage in the past, he can bring traffic to the cultural festival.

That's enough.

The reason why Li Shixin dared to play like this with a group of old fans was to see through this.

After the rehearsal passed, Li Shixin had no burden in his heart.

With a group of old fans who are about to take the stage, they changed the props and costumes from the previous filming of "Mobei", dressed the old man as a white-haired soldier, and the old lady came to a set of serious Tang Dynasty court clothes, which can be regarded as thorough preparations.

The next day, according to the requirements of the cultural festival preparatory team, everyone went to the Gucheng Cultural Company and conducted a mock rehearsal indoors.

This rehearsal is actually a formality, so that the guests can familiarize themselves with the stage and camera position.

Li Shixin and the elderly Tiantuan have no problems here.

But the problem, after the rehearsal, came.

After rehearsing with this group of old fans, when everyone walked out of the performance hall happily, a group of people met in the corridor and met Li Shixin.

Li Shixin looked at the action star who had been very popular in the past two years, and nodded with a smile.

The other party glanced at him, and then passed by.

However, Li Shixin walked far away, but suddenly a summons came from behind him.

The two sides passed by.

"Alas, the old man. ”

Listening to the slightly unkind greeting, Li Shixin stopped and turned around.

"Smash it, guy, you call me uncle?"

Looking at Chen Jinfeng in front of him, Li Shixin hooked the corners of his mouth and pointed to his nose.