After Zhang Delu finished singing the last sentence, he looked at Zhang Deyun.

Feng Hao and Lu Changdong also looked over with anticipation in their eyes, waiting for Zhang Deyun to sing the next lyrics.

"Then I'll do it. Zhang Deyun stood up and took out a piece of wood from his waist, which was his prop, the jujube block.

There was no bench at the moment, so Zhang Deyun directly pulled out the bench under his buttocks.

In his mind, he recalled the conflict between him and Liu Xingwu before, and at this moment, the application for the World Heritage Site was successful, and everything in the past made people feel like a dream.

If Liu Xingwu hadn't persevered, they wouldn't have today.

Zhang Deyun's eyes became a little crystalline, and he sang aloud: "The ancients had ups and downs. ”

At the end of the song, Zhang Deyun smashed a wooden block.

"Bang!"

The jujube wood block and the bench are in close contact, making a crisp sound.

Feng Hao and the others' eyes showed brilliance.

Listening to the old artists singing in close proximity is a completely different feeling than watching the performance on stage, and this feeling is more real and more appropriate.

Everyone is a native of Huayin, and listening to the music in their ears is like going home.

"What's more, I Qin Qiong can't transport it. Zhang Deyun continued to sing.

"Bang!"

"That country has transgressed its borders. ”

"Bang!"

"Four-fold double-gong horse rows. ”

After Zhang Deyun finished singing, his face was ruddy, and the whole person seemed to be a lot younger.

A few other old artists ran into the house at some point, took out the erhu and other musical instruments from it, and played them together.

"Kill a few people in battle, the holy decree of the Tang Lord comes down, and the size is sealed and worn with black yarn. Zhang Delin continued to sing.

As the lead singer of the Delin class and the player of the moon qin, his singing skills are the best among all of them.

The sound of the tune became more and more exciting, which made everyone's hearts flutter.

"Fang Xian, Qin Qiong has a genius. The old artists sang in unison.

"Huh...... Hi ......"

Zhang Deyun smashed the jujube wood block on the bench one after another, and the momentum was high.

The crowd sang the final tune in unison, and with a burst of humming, the excerpt gradually ended.

When the sound subsided, everyone in the audience applauded.

"Good!" Feng Hao shouted.

Today, we can watch the old voice up close, which is worthy of being an intangible cultural heritage, and the old artists have a deep foundation and a full singing voice, which are all national treasures.

Huayin has such a character, Huayin has such an artist, how can it not be prosperous.

Fang Xian Qin Qiong has a genius, and the old voice is exactly like this.

The waves wash the sand, and true art will never be buried.

"A good pearl lying in the sea, I think our Huayin old dialect used to be a pearl lying in the sea, floating clouds cover the pillars, today we went into battle to kill a few people, it shows that we have a genius!" Feng Haolang laughed.

Joy from the bottom of my heart.

Qin dialect is from Shaanxi Province, other intangible cultural heritage applications have not been approved for the time being, and the shadow puppet show with hope has been taken away by other places because it is not orthodox.

It was a shadow puppet show, but now it has been detached from its original appearance.

Huayin's old dialect is Huayin, really born in Huayin, belongs to Huayin, and the leading cadres of Huayin are honored.

Feng Hao has a long-term view in his heart, and the selection of intangible cultural heritage is only a starting point, not the end at all.

The inclusion of intangible cultural heritage does not mean that a traditional culture will not die, and the music score can be rescued and protected, but the artist cannot be retained.

The state will not force people to learn intangible cultural heritage, but can only rely on everyone's inner drive.

The meal was eaten until the afternoon, and everyone left.

Zhang He and Liu Xingwu sent Feng Hao to the entrance of the village, and the two of them were full of expectations.

"Xiao Liu, this time the old man can enter the intangible cultural heritage, you have made great contributions, I will report to the above, and you will also write a report to summarize your work during this time. Feng Hao commanded.

"Yes, Feng Ju!" Liu Xingwu said excitedly.

"Zhang He, you are the grandson of the old man Zhang Delin, I won't say more, but you also need to think about it, how to develop in the future, you still have to make your own decisions about your own family's affairs, and our country can't force you. ”

"Director Feng, I'll think about it. Zhang He nodded.

Inheriting and carrying forward intangible cultural heritage is a difficult road, and the selection of intangible cultural heritage is only the first step of the long march, and there is still a long way to go, but no matter what difficulties he encounters, Zhang He will not back down.

"I just received a text message, tomorrow the leaders of the city will come here, you don't have to be nervous, just have a preparation in your heart. Feng Hao smiled.

After saying that, he turned around and got into the car and left Hugou Village.

"It's actually the leaders of the city who are coming?" Liu Xingwu was a little surprised, this is interesting.

"What are you afraid of, can you still eat us?" Zhang He said with a smile.

I don't work in a government agency, and I don't have so many scruples, unlike Liu Xingwu.

"I went back to the city first, wrote the report, and left. Liu Xingwu waved his hand, rode the Qianjiang motorcycle and left here.

Zhang He also returned to the village.

In the evening, Delimban had already set up a stage and sang in the open space of the village.

Originally, this location was where they sang on weekdays, and there were only a few people on weekdays, but there were especially many people who came tonight, and people from all families brought their children and brought their own benches to listen to the play.

It's amazing, something big happened in the village, and the old dialect has become a national intangible cultural heritage.

The Delin class took the lead, and the former class members also thought about it.

Although there is only one class in Hugou Village, it was not before, but many people who can sing the old dialect do not sing anymore.

Now it seems that the old style is going to become popular, and some people in the village have come to learn from the experience and want to sing together.

"Since I was a child, I learned art in Yunmeng Mountain, and my master's name is Wang Chan. There is a Wei person surnamed Pang Mingjuan, who regrets that he should not share the incense with the short thief. Read a book under a window, pick up clothes on a shelf. ”

On stage, Zhang Delin was singing hard, but he was behind the curtain.

Zhang Deyun became a signer today, returned to his old job, and operated shadow puppetry.

It's impossible not to miss it, Zhang Deyun will take out the shadow puppet to take a look at it on weekdays, and today I finally have the opportunity to perform shadow puppetry, I can't help myself with excitement, and the whole person is a lot younger.

A scene was sung directly from eight o'clock to twelve o'clock.

By this time, everyone had cleaned up their stalls and returned home.

The next day, a convoy slowly drove into Shuanghe Town, Hugou Village.

Song Bin, head of the Weinan Intangible Cultural Heritage Survey Team, led the team, and he himself is also the director of the Weinan Municipal Bureau of Culture, which is sufficient.

People from Huayin Municipal Government, Huayin Municipal Bureau of Culture and other departments came to Hugou Village together.

Huayin TV, Weinan TV, Weinan Daily, Huashang Daily and other news media filmed and reported the whole process.

All of a sudden, Hugou Village fell into a bustle.

Yesterday, Feng Hao reminded him that after Zhang He went back, he told his grandfathers all about it.

Early in the morning, everyone got up early, washed cleanly, and turned out the clothes they wore during the New Year from the wardrobe, dressed up neatly.

"Go on TV, get on TV!" the village children ran along the road, following the convoy.

Lu Changdong was also dressed up today, put on a burst of brand-new clothes, and stood at the entrance of the village to wait.

When the convoy stopped, the group slowly stepped out of the car.

"Old man Zhang Delin, the last time I said goodbye at the People's Theater, I have been thinking about the old way since I went back, and the order shook the mountains and rivers, and your voice shook the entire Weinan!" Song Bin smiled.

"We are just a singer, if there is no development of the country, there will be no development of our old style. Zhang Delin said with a smile.

The old man sings and hoes on weekdays, which doesn't mean that the old man can't speak, but he is just too lazy to do these things.

Song Bin nodded, and several leaders of Huayin City also came up to talk cordially with several old people, and the deputy mayor of Huayin City in charge of cultural work, the director of the Cultural Bureau, and the members of the intangible cultural heritage census team came up one after another.

Zhang He and Liu Xingwu accompanied the old people to talk to these leaders.

Today's protagonists are these old artists, not them.

After chatting, everyone took a group photo with the people of Delin class.

Seeing the TV station logos that he had only seen on TV appear in front of his eyes, Zhang Delin's heart was full of emotion.

In his hands, Lao Yan walked on TV, not worthy of the master's teaching to him, and not worthy of the precious legacy left by his ancestors.

The roads in the village are dirt roads, and the houses are very old and look very old.

Trees stand on the ground, like an old man standing proudly on the yellow earth.

Shuanghe Restaurant in Shuanghe Town, this restaurant is the most upscale restaurant in Shuanghe Town, and some important guests are received here to eat in the town on weekdays.

At noon, Song Bin and his entourage left Hugou Village and went to Shuanghe Restaurant.

The owner of the restaurant was about to laugh, and he was very happy that the restaurant had a big man.

"Team Leader Song, it's really hard for you. Zhang He said with a smile.

"It's not hard, these are what we should do, this meal is your Mayor Lu's treat, do you want to thank Mayor Lu or thank Mayor Lu. Song Bin said with a smile.

Lu Changdong on the side shrunk his head and sat on the chair, with so many big leaders here, his status suddenly became the lowest one, but he was not too afraid in his heart, Shuanghe Town was his territory, and he was the head snake here.

"Song Bureau, this meal is what I promised Xiao Zhang and them before, and if the application for World Heritage is successful, a celebration party must be held!" Lu Changdong said in a deep voice.

"Well, it's time to celebrate, not only for you, but also for our city. Song Bin nodded.

The dishes on the dinner table are put on the table one by one, all of which are authentic Guanzhong dishes.

Gourd chicken, stuffed skin, jujube foam paste, Yellow River carp and so on are put up one after another, dazzling.

Because of the media around, everyone ate relatively restrainedly, and they couldn't let go of their arms to eat.

"This time the application for the World Heritage is successful, we also see the charm of the old dialect, in addition to Huashan, we can also stand up the old dialect as our business card, and we can start to prepare for the follow-up things. A deputy mayor in charge of cultural work in Huayin City said.

"I think we can assign the place of Hugou Primary School to the old man and set up a protection base. Feng Hao said slowly.

This thing was done by Liu Xingwu, and if he did it well, his face was bright, and he had to fight for benefits.

"Mayor Lu, what do you think?" Feng Hao asked.

The site of Hugou Primary School belongs to the town and is managed by the town government, and Lu Changdong has the final say.

"That's definitely no problem, the children in the town are all going to school in our town's primary school, and the land in Hugou Primary School is useless for the time being, so it's okay to assign it to Lao Yan. Lu Changdong nodded.