Chapter 271: Fire Tree Silver Flower

At the end of the ceremony, it ended with a grand iron flower performance.

The so-called iron flower is a kind of traditional fireworks show that spreads in the Yujin region.

In Mu Rong's memory, this kind of activity began during the Great Song Dynasty.

At that time, it was originally a sacrificial activity carried out by craftsmen of gold, silver, copper, iron, and tin before the opening of the five gates.

However, because of its splendid ornamentation, it has gradually evolved into a kind of celebration, and performances are performed at various festivals.

Mu Rong specially invited the performance team of Tiehua from Queshan County, Henan Province through Henan Provincial Satellite TV to perform at the scene.

The performance team erected a nine-meter-high three-story flower trellis at the scene, and many firecrackers and fireworks were tied to it.

As the performance begins, the blacksmith comes to the center of the venue, scoops up the molten iron, pours it in the air, and then beats it with the wide wooden plank in his hand.

The next moment, the red-hot molten iron turned into a rain of golden iron flowers in the sky, which was beautiful in an instant.

"Wow! It's beautiful! ”

Liu Yifei's eyes lit up.

She likes to watch fireworks, and every year during the Chinese New Year, Mu Rong will buy a lot of fireworks for her to see.

But this kind of iron flower, which has a history of thousands of years, is the first time she has seen it.

Not only her, but more than half of the guests at the scene also saw the iron flower for the first time, and they were dazzled and exclaimed.

The light and rain from the iron flower are like fireworks blooming on the ground, and they are incomparably gorgeous, like a dream.

After the first wave of golden iron flowers was finished, a cluster of blue iron flowers bloomed.

Immediately after, red, silver, and cyan iron flowers also splashed out, enveloping the entire venue in a colorful rain of light.

Many craftsmen who make iron flowers can only make golden iron flowers, and only a few teams have mastered the secret recipe of molten iron metal ingredients for making colored iron flowers.

In order to prevent fires, the trellis was built with construction steel pipes.

The trellis is covered with a layer of fresh willow branches to block the molten iron from the bottom up, creating a spark-sparkling effect.

There are blazing iron flowers that ignite the firecrackers and fireworks tied on the willow branches, and bursts of firecrackers are sounded from time to time, and the fireworks also bloom from time to time, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a higher level.

In the center of the trellis, a twelve-meter-high bamboo pole is erected, on which a string of large firecrackers is hung.

This is called the "old pole", and if you can light the firecrackers on the old pole with iron flowers, it is the best omen.

Mu Rong set a reward for the Tiehua team, as long as the old rod can be "fired", he will give the person who hit the old rod a separate red envelope of 66,666 yuan.

Therefore, the ironflower craftsmen have worked hard to beat the iron flower higher, hoping to light the old firecrackers and win the red envelope.

But because the height of the old rod was a bit too high, the ironsmiths worked hard for half a day, but they were unsuccessful.

Seeing this, Mu Rong came to the center of the field and asked a craftsman to ask for a wooden board for the iron flower.

Motioning to the craftsman to scoop out a spoonful of molten iron, after falling in the air, Mu Rong leaned out the plank, held it under the molten iron, and then raised his hand and shook it.

The red-hot molten iron flew high and rushed straight to the head of the old pole, igniting the string of large firecrackers.

Crackling! Crackle!

Firecrackers burst and rumbled.

On the trellis below, all the firecrackers and fireworks were also lit together.

All the artists scattered the iron flowers in the air, and the scene seemed to be a huge rain of colorful lights.

At the guest seat, Zhang Yimou was amazed, and took out a pen and paper to write and draw on the paper.

Since the release of "Ambush on All Sides", he has not made another movie in the first half of this year.

All his thoughts were on the design of the opening ceremony of the Beiping Olympic Games.

Since receiving the news that the Olympic Organizing Committee is bidding for the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, he has been preparing a planning plan.

This is the first time that China has hosted the Olympic Games, and it is bound to go down in history.

If you can direct the opening ceremony of this Olympic Games, it is definitely an experience that a director will be proud of for the rest of his life.

Therefore, all Chinese directors around the world are gearing up to prepare.

Each of those competing teams is not a weak player.

The Gehua team formed by Li An invited Michelle, the chief producer of the opening ceremony of the Atlanta Olympic Games.

Among Chen Weiya's joint team is Bo Qi, who is known as the "Master of the Opening Ceremony of the Olympic Games".

But in the evaluation of the Olympic Organizing Committee at the beginning of the month, it was Zhang Yimou who successfully won the bid.

However, it is not surprising that for the review, Zhang Yimou prepared two truckloads of props and bids, and even two miniature versions of the Bird's Nest Gymnasium.

This is no longer like a tender, but a bid to do it as one's own.

Therefore, after watching his explanation, Li An, the original strongest opponent, directly bowed to Chen Chen and bowed down.

And Zhang Yimou also successfully won the identity of the chief director of the opening ceremony of the Beiping Olympic Games.

But he knows that getting the identity of the chief director is only the first step, and there are more difficult difficulties waiting for him later.

Now, every day he is thinking about how to better present Chinese culture in the opening ceremony.

Originally, he came to attend Liu Yifei's coming-of-age ceremony as a friend today, but after accidentally seeing this iron flower performance, he couldn't help but think of the opening ceremony.

Mu Rong didn't have as many ideas as Zhang Yimou, he did this performance of playing iron flowers, purely to make Liu Yifei happy.

Seeing Liu Yifei's excited eyes, Mu Rong was already satisfied.

Looking at the iron flowers and rain in the sky, Liu Yifei covered her mouth, and her eyes suddenly turned a little red.

She turned around and hugged Mu Rong, choking up, "I've never been so happy as I am today..."

Mu Rong hugged her and said with a smile: "Every day in the future, I will make you as happy as today." ”

Liu Yifei smiled like a flower and nodded.

Then, she turned around and looked at the iron flowers in the sky, raised her hands, put them to her mouth and shouted: "I am the happiest person in the world!" ”

When Liu Xiaoli heard this, she glanced at her helplessly, exchanged glances with her grandmother and aunt, and smiled at each other.

They also have to admit that I'm afraid the world can't find another boy who is so good to Liu Yifei.

Finally, the iron flower performance ended, and the ceremony came to an end.

Mu Rong took Liu Yifei to the venue and thanked all the guests for coming.

It was late, and they put the guests on the bus back to the hotel and drove back to the hotel.

If you stay in a state of excitement for a long time, you will get tired.

Liu Yifei was immersed in endless joy all night, and after getting in the car, she was paralyzed, like running a marathon, and she didn't want to move.

But she still grabbed Mu Rong's hand and refused to let go.

Seeing the moonlight outside the car window, she muttered, "I feel like I'm dreaming tonight, no, I've never dreamed so happily." ”

"Then don't wake up, just keep doing it."

Mu Rongmo held her palm and whispered softly.

"Hmm."

Liu Yifei nodded, closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth rose, and after a while, she fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the car stopped, and it was already back to the hotel.

Mu Rong pinched Liu Yifei's cheek: "Sissi, we're here." ”

Liu Yifei opened her eyes, looked out the car window, raised her hand and stretched out a big lazy waist.

"Let's go, go back to sleep." Mu Rong's voice was soft.

Liu Yifei looked at him sleepily, and muttered lazily: "I can't get up, I want you to hug me." ”