After about an hour, Gyalwa Rinpoche finished reciting the scriptures and quietly looked at the poplar.

"Gyalwa Rinpoche, it's getting late, it's time for me to go. Hu Yang respectfully saluted him, turned around and left the scripture hall without looking back.

Although the effect is not great, at least it has made my heart a little better.

Walking out of the Red Palace, the sun was shining, and there were more pilgrims around the Potala, and the cold wind of early winter still couldn't stop their enthusiastic hearts.

Kowtow and measure the distance between yourself and the Buddha in your heart.

I hope to move it with sincerity.

Hu Yang stood on it and watched for a while, striding out.

He also saw several groups of tourists who came to visit the Potala with their guides.

Even if their faces were tightly covered, Hu Yang could still feel their shocked looks.

The shock of the majesty of the Potala and the trembling of the pilgrims below who kowtow in the ice and snow.

In fact, this is very normal, and everyone who comes to Tibet for the first time will show such a look.

He lowered his head and walked out, thought about it, took out his mobile phone and called Xie Yu.

After connecting and hearing his somewhat tired voice, Hu Yang didn't mind, not everyone can get up so early like himself.

"It's me, Hu Yang, do you know that there is a place to record songs in Sunshine City?" Hu Yang asked.

Because of wearing a mask and the howling cold wind, Xie Yu couldn't hear it so clearly.

Populus euphratica can only repeat it out loud.

"Teacher Hu, do you want to record a song?" After hearing what Hu Yang was looking for him, a carp stood up from the bed.

"Well, there's a song I want to re-record. Hu Yang explained.

The song he wanted to record had been recorded before, and it was used as a ringtone for a while.

But now he has a different feeling, thinking that he can sing the song better.

The most important thing is that he himself suddenly wanted to sing a song.

"That recording studio is a little hard to find, I'll take you there, are you in the hotel room now?" Xie Yu said hurriedly.

He doesn't care if it's re-recorded or not.

I only know that my job is to serve Populus euphratica well.

If he is not satisfied, he is likely to lose his job.

"I'm here at Potala Square now, you drive over here, I'll send you the location later. Hu Yang looked around, and there were no particularly eye-catching signs.

Moreover, it is more convenient to use positioning.

Although he wondered how Populus euphratica was in Potala Square, Xie Yu didn't care about it so much.

"Then please wait for me, Mr. Hu, I will immediately put on my clothes and go downstairs. He nodded.

Because he didn't know where the specific location of the poplar was, he didn't dare to say how many minutes it would take, so he could only ensure that he was rushing over as quickly as possible.

"Don't worry, pay attention to safety on the road, I'm not in a hurry. Hu Yang admonished.

There are thousands of roads, safety first!

There's no need to fight for so many minutes, it's okay if nothing happens, if something happens because of this, Hu Yang will not be at ease for the rest of his life.

"Teacher Hu, if there is nothing else, I will hang up first?" Xie Yu asked with a smile.

"Well, I'll send you the location later. Hu Yang nodded and said.

Then he sent the location of a small shop not far from him to Xie Yu, and he went to warm up first.

Although the cold is now completely bearable for Populus euphratica, who wouldn't want to be more comfortable?

In the small shop, he was waiting for Xie Yu while drinking steaming mutton soup.

Suddenly, he saw a little girl sitting at a table in the corner of the shop, she was doing her homework seriously.

Hu Yang walked behind her quietly, and the little girl was concentrating on studying, and she didn't notice anyone standing behind her at all.

Perhaps it is such a noisy environment that has long been accustomed to the movement of people.

Learned to automatically block sounds that are not related to learning, etc.

The shopkeeper saw that Hu Yang's kind face did not look like a bad person, so she smiled and continued to be busy with the work in her hands.

After standing for a few minutes, the little girl felt as if there was a person standing behind her, and she turned her head suspiciously with a small black and red face.

Seeing the smiling poplar, he was not frightened by the sudden discovery of someone behind him.

Instead, he smiled brightly at Populus euphratica.

"Why don't you study at home?" said Hu Yang.

If it was in other provinces of China, he might reach out and touch the other party's little head.

But it's not going to be done casually here.

Even if she looks like a girl from the Han family.

"I want to be with my mom and dad. She tilted her head and said to the poplar.

Hu Yang praised her for holding out her thumbs up.

"She was worried about the heating bill, so she followed us to the store early in the morning. The little girl's mother explained when she heard this.

Looking at her daughter's gaze with love and distress.

There is no parent who does not want to give their children a good life, but the reality may not be able to achieve what we want in our hearts.

Such a sensible little girl, Hu Yang's eyes fell on her homework book.

Looking at the crooked Chinese font on it, it is so immature, but with the power of hope.

"Kid, are you in the first grade this year?" Hu Yang glanced at the door, and Xie Yu sat down opposite her before he arrived, and asked with a smile.

"Uncle, how did you know I was in the first grade?" she looked at Hu Yang suspiciously.

Because the words she wrote were all new words to be learned by first-grade primary school students in Tibetan areas, these words had long been imprinted on the soul of Populus euphratica.

How could it not be.

"You told me these words. ”

Suddenly, she was even more puzzled, how could these words speak?

"Don't believe me? Do you want to write the word 'goodbye' in your next word? ”

Looking at the little girl's unbelieving look, Hu Yang asked with a smile.

Hearing Hu Yang's words, she opened the book, looked at the word "again" on it, and whispered several times.

When he raised his head and looked at Populus, his gaze became different.

Because this uncle is so powerful, he can even know what he wants to write next.

Then he stared at the words in the word book, as if to hear what they had to say.

"Do you want to hear their voices?" said Hu Yang.

This kind of magical thing is what every child wants, and the little girl is no exception.

"Uncle, teach me quickly, I invite you to drink mutton soup. She nodded busily.

Hu Yang couldn't help laughing, the little girl even knew how to use mutton soup to buy herself, she was really a smart little girl.

"A word is a certainty, and the hook will not change for a hundred years!" he held out his little thumb.

Her parents smiled even brighter when they saw that Hu Yang was having so much fun with their daughter.

After pulling the hook.

"If you want to learn this magic, you have to memorize the words by heart, otherwise you won't understand what they say. As he spoke, he repeated what he had just said in another language.

She looked at Hu Yang blankly, not because she didn't understand his words.

It was Hu Yang who had just said something in words she didn't understand.

For her, that's bird language.

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