At one o'clock in the afternoon, the festival officially began, and many people had already arrived at the scene in advance, waiting for the performance.

Under the stage, there were many young people dressed in strange clothes, everyone dressed fashionably, and men and women gathered together to cheer.

The stage belonged to the musicians, and with the first band on the stage, the atmosphere reached a climax.

Guitars, basses, drums, and so on mingle together, and there are seemingly visible ripples in the air, passing through the crowd.

The people in the audience twisted their bodies, relaxed their moods, and rose and fell with the melody.

"The BY band had an accident and can't come today, I don't know which band took their place?" someone in the crowd wondered.

"The organizer is very tight-lipped, and no news has been revealed. ”

"I have a friend who works in it, and it is said that they contacted several bands and didn't have time, so it was fun. ”

People gathered in twos and threes, smoking cigarettes, canned beer in their hands, chatting and drinking, all discussing the matter.

Although the BY band is not a very famous band, there are also a small number of fans, and this part of the fans bought tickets for idols, and now this group of people buy tickets but can't see idols.

There's no way, the accident is too accidental, and no one can complain, but the tickets can't be wasted, so you still have to continue to come and listen, and who will perform during the middle period has become a topic of conversation in everyone's mouths.

"I guess it's a favor from another band. One person said.

"That's all they have now. The person next to him responded, he looked up at the stage, his face changed, and urged: "Look at it, look at it, the next one is it!"

Several people threw the cigarette butts in their hands on the ground and looked at the stage.

At this moment, because of the departure of the previous band, the stage has returned to calm.

However, a surprising scene emerged.

A few staff members ran onto the stage with the kind of benches that can only be found in the countryside in their hands, and placed the stools on the stage.

"What are you doing here, what do you mean by putting this stool?" The audience looked dazed, staring intently at the movement on the stage.

Several staff members set up the stools in a certain position, and then lifted the drum kit back as well.

Before everyone could react, a staff member walked up with a wooden shelf.

This wooden frame is square with two bases underneath and a gong hanging from the beams above.

"What kind of band is this, and it actually uses gongs as accompaniment. Seeing this scene, the audience was very curious, thinking that there was a band they had never heard of.

Seeing the changes on stage, everyone's attention was drawn here.

When everything was ready, the host held the microphone in his hand and walked onto the stage step by step.

"First of all, I would like to say sorry to everyone, because the BY band was unable to participate in this music festival due to an accident, I hope you can forgive me. The host said apologetically.

The host smiled slightly and said, "Next, please 'Huayin Laohua' to bring us a wonderful performance!"

After speaking, the host walked off the stage.

On the side of the stage, although Han Le'an's expression was haggard, his eyes were shining, and his gaze moved to the entrance of the stage, where he was playing.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Huayin old man, which band is this, why have you never heard of it?"

"Why does this name feel a little familiar, Huayin old ......"

"What's the old one?"

Most of the audience was puzzled and had never heard of the old dialect at all.

Although it is inscribed as an intangible cultural heritage, not many people know about it at all.

There are more than 500 intangible cultural heritage in the country, and few people will go to see it unless they see it on TV or other places by chance.

At this time, at the entrance of the stage, a figure wearing a red placket appeared there.

Zhang Delin held the octagonal moon piano and walked onto the stage with steady steps.

Seeing Zhang Delin coming out, the audience was in a bang.

"The lead singer of this band is an old man, how old are you and still playing rock and roll?"

"Huayin old talk, it won't be called Huayin old talk because they are all old people, right?"

As Zhang Delin walked up, Zhang Deyun followed closely behind, holding a cigarette stick in his hand, pretending to gesticulate.

Zhang Delu and Zhang Demin followed, and everyone's clothes were washed and clean, which was their performance costume.

For this performance, everyone in Delimban also made efforts.

Seeing this group of old men on the stage, the stage was already completely noisy.

"Is this funny? Calling a bunch of old men to perform?"

Some people are curious, some people are disdainful, and there are other bands around staring at this side, as if they want to listen to each other's reality.

Zhang Delin and others also sat down at this moment, sitting firmly on the bench, holding the instrument in their hands and placing it in the right position, and the atmosphere became different in an instant, like singing, not like singing rock.

At this time, several musicians are also in place, doing a good job of accompaniment in the old style.

The audience gradually became silent, no matter what everyone was doing here, they were all attracted by Zhang Delin and them at the moment.

Everyone wants to know what kind of performance these old men can bring to everyone, even Han Le'an can't wait.

At this time, the old man on the stage suddenly stood up, waved his big hand, and roared: "Military Academy!"

It was like a bomb exploding in everyone's ears, and the old people around them shouted in unison: "Hey!"

The audience was dumbfounded, this roar shook people's blood, as if they shouted out all the anger squeezed in their hearts for thousands of years!

"Prepare the horses!" Zhang Delin continued to roar.

The sound has a strong sense of heaviness, with a unique sense of vicissitudes in the yellow earth, which no one can imitate.

"Hey!" shouted the old men around them in unison again.

There was another shock, there was a dead silence under the stage, and all the audience were staring at Zhang Delin, waiting for the next sound.

"Raise the knife and serve!" Zhang Delin shouted, and sat down on the bench after shouting.

"Hey!"

With this shout, everyone raised their feet at the same time and fell sharply.

"Bang!"

The stage shook, and loud noises echoed.

The audience felt their hearts flutter with it.

Suddenly, the sound of music sounded, Zhang Delin played the Yueqin, Zhang Delu shook the bangzi, rang the bell, and the sound of erhu and banhu were intertwined.

The musicians behind them also played, and the accompaniment sound became richer, so that everyone's heart was connected to the music.

"Tom tom tom!" the sound of the drum kit sounded, accompanied by the sound of the moon qin and the guitar bass.

"Huh...... Hey!" The music had barely finished when the crowd raised their feet again and stomped down, shouting in their mouths.

"Hey!"

With the last shout, everyone stomped down again.

In an instant, the audience boiled.

The performances of these veteran artists were so surprising to them.

Below the stage are mostly young people, who have not paid attention to the so-called old style before, but only regard it as a traditional opera, with a stale and old-fashioned atmosphere.

But they didn't expect to hear the old dialect at a rock music festival today, the pure old dialect.

What is this stale and old, this is the most Chinese rock music!

"Will order ...... A bang shook the mountains and rivers!" Zhang Delin sang loudly.

Zhang Deyun behind him smashed the jujube wood block on the bench with his hand.

The artists shouted together, "Hey!"

"The human skin armor will be saddled immediately!" Zhang Delin continued to sing.

"Huh...... Hey!" the entertainers shouted in unison.

Seeing this scene, some of the audience in the audience have already reacted,

"Huayin old dialect, intangible cultural heritage, I remembered, I saw it on the news!" said a member of the audience.

"It's great that traditional music is combined with rock 'n' roll...... everyone exclaimed.

"Big and small lang shouted together!" On the stage, Zhang Delin continued to sing.

"Hey!"

"Urge the men and horses to the front!"

"Huh...... Hey!"

The emotions of the old artists have completely infected every audience.

Looking at the performance on stage, several audience members also shouted together.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Delin felt something, he swung his body and looked at the audience.

"Guys, let's come together?" Zhang Delin said in the Guanzhong dialect.

"Let's come together!" The audience was happy when they heard it, and shouted, and the old artists actually began to interact.

Zhang Delin smiled, and the sound of accompaniment became more and more compact.

"Wearing a crown of hair!" Zhang Deli sang.

Underneath the stage, several audience members shouted, "Hey!"

can't sing lyrics, Labo can always learn and sell now, anyway, it's enough to be lively.

The musician beat the drum kit to cooperate with Zhang Deyun, and when he heard everyone shouting along, even he couldn't help but join involuntarily.

"Wearing a jade chain!" Zhang Delin sang.

"Hey!"

sang together on and off the stage, and this time there were more audiences shouting.

This song doesn't have too many melodic changes in the first place, and it is relatively easy to control.

"Lion buckle on chest!"

The audience in front of them all shouted "Hey!"

"Carry the dragon spring in your waist!"

Not only the front, but the audience in the middle also shouted together, more and more people got up, everyone shouted, and followed the old artists to roar out the rock that belongs to the yellow earth.

Voices belonging to the peasants!

Hundreds of people pulled the slope together, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

"Huh...... Hey!"

Zhang Deyun rushed to the front with a stool, rounded his arm and smashed it down with a piece of jujube wood.

One after another, the audience also walked along with the rhythm.

"Bend the bow like the moon!"

"Hey!"

The audience below the stage roared together, the sound was deafening, and the whole audience exploded!

"Pierced in a wolf's tooth!"

"Hey!"

At this moment, all the audience shouted along.

The shouts of hundreds and thousands of people converged into a group, shattering the darkness all around.

The sound echoed throughout the old factory grounds, echoing in every alley.