Today's closing time for the event center is a little later than usual.

Due to the success of the "external debut" of the Springfield Flower Choir, it successfully attracted a large number of new friends to join enthusiastically, but it did not busy the two elders and the little secretary.

The excitement lasted until the sunset dissipated, and the small yellow building finally returned to tranquility.

"Wuhu~"

"Finally call it a day!"

After seeing off the three leaders who were overflowing with joy and joy, Su Bai closed the door of the activity center and breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the sky in the thick twilight.

In the afternoon activities, not only did everyone have fun, but Su Bai's mood was also extremely good.

In the past few days, the activity center for the elderly has been really thriving.

It's just that yesterday's inspiration moved, and then pieced together, playing around and fooling around, and today, the Springfield Flower Choir has begun to get on the right track!

I think that after a while, when everyone is fully started, then I will be comfortable in the future.

Just make a song for them, and you can play all day, and you don't even need to prepare your own songs, they can just pick their favorite songs, and they can sit together and get high.

And by yourself, you will be able to look at the flowers comfortably, bask in the sun, lie on the grass all day, and live a happy life!

Of course, compared to being able to fish in the future, the most important thing is that while doing some small activities to help the elderly in the community relieve loneliness and dispel loneliness, isn't the loneliness in my heart dissipating?

After all, it was exactly a week since he traveled to this strange world, and Su Bai became more and more adaptable to his new life.

Think about the night I just crossed, standing on the balcony of the small building in the storm and looking into the distance, it was like a person standing on the beach, the sea breeze was gone, the waves were gone, and all the people were gone.

In the darkness, only a few small lights can be seen sporadically flickering, existing but not connected to everything around them, the faint light in the rain reflects only loneliness, fear and despair, the whole world is as empty as a dusty death.

Now, everything has been fine, and Su Bai believes that it will get better and better.

"Okay? Hurry up, hurry up! ”

Jian Ling'er's urging voice came from his ears, interrupting Su Bai's thoughts.

After closing the door, Su Bai had to go to her place to do a music therapy for the old lady, well, by the way, another meal.

Jian Ling'er urged not because of a condition, the old lady's mental condition was stable all day, but because the aunt had already prepared a meal, and if she didn't go back, it would be cold!

Su Bai hurriedly put away his scattered thoughts, turned around and smiled: "Okay, let's go, wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to get the guitar." ”

"No, no, I bought the piano, hehe, I want to hear you play the piano."

"Wow! Oh my God, you're such a rich woman, uh yes, I can actually accept the rich woman happy ball. ”

“...... What does a rich woman happy ball mean? ”

"Isn't it, you don't even know about this artifact? Are all the rich women in this world so gentle? ”

"Ah, I don't understand what you're talking about, what kind of meme is this?"

"Uh, it's nothing, forget it, it's not good for you to know too much about things that are not suitable for children."

"Speak quickly!"

"Ahem, this rich woman's happy ball is ......"

“......”

Twenty seconds later, he ran, she chased, and he couldn't fly!

Twilight, the lights are on, the last touch of sunset on the horizon, there is a scream like killing pigs on the path of the small park, startling the pedestrians walking "wow"!

And the pig who was screaming didn't know that when the choir's activities caused a sensation in the whole small park in the afternoon, he had already alarmed the top level of Haojiang Cultural Chrysanthemum......

Time back to noon today.

Haojiang Culture Ju received a courier from Bacheng.

This express is like a big bomb, after dismantling, the department building is about to collapse.

"Is there a clue to the lost Dishui Nanyin? And the recordings? ”

After receiving the news, Mr. Ju immediately summoned all the staff of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Office, and at the same time held a meeting to set up a working group, he urgently contacted external experts and well-known scholars related to it.

The reason why the chrysanthemum has paid such a high attention is first of all because it is the work of the cultural chrysanthemum to identify, archive, investigate and study the intangible cultural heritage.

And then there is the huge regret caused by the final stillbirth of the Nanyin rap World Heritage project 12 years ago!

It is said that Mr. Xu Zhaohua, the former chrysanthemum chief, has been unable to let go of it for many years after retirement because of this incident.

Soon, it is said that it is no longer said, because the former Elder Ju Xu rushed to the scene directly and came on crutches!

When he sat down in the conference room tremblingly with the support of Ju Chang, all the young people in the audience were dumbfounded and looked at each other: Is there any exaggeration?

Some.

It's just up to you to understand it.

And in the world, the most difficult thing is to empathize, let alone if it is separated by the times.

Therefore, Mr. Xu didn't bother to explain, and after sitting down and reading the letter, he couldn't wait to listen to the recording.

"Ketu Autumn Hates ......"

He muttered the name of the track, his heart was beating faster, and said, "Whew~, let's start." ”

"Well, the experts haven't arrived yet..... Or? ”

"Huh! How can there be any experts, they may not know much about me, let it go, I can't sing, but it's not Nanyin rap, I can definitely hear it. ”

Xu Zhaohua smiled angrily, waved his hand, and signaled to start.

If there were still real experts, Nanyin rap would not be lost.

When the project was established 12 years ago, there may still be some understanding, but 12 years later, the old men who originally set the project team are gone, so how can there be any experts......

"Okay, let's play."

Seeing this, Ju Chang directly gave an order.

The audience was silent, and the conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin falling on the ground.

The solemn atmosphere made the young lady in front of the computer so nervous that her hand holding the mouse was shaking, and she finally moved the cursor to the play button.

"Tick".

Hearing the crisp sound of the mouse, Xu Lao instantly held his breath.

The first to come out of the speaker, the sound of the rain and the sound of the wind, hazy mixed with the delicate guzheng and the crisp clapper.

“...... Xiaosheng is the surname of Miao Lianxian, and he is a memory of the erotic singer Mai's Qiujuan. ”

When that voice is obviously full of youthful and smooth texture, but full of ancient and desolate singing voice comes out.

In an instant, the speakers seem to disappear into invisibility, and the unique charm and sense of space that are about to emerge make people feel like they are in the recording scene.

"Yes!"

"This is!"

After listening to a few words, Xu Lao's eyes were instantly filled with tears, and he stood up with a "poof" on the armrest of the chair, screaming excitedly.

"Nanyin, Nanyin!"

"The most authentic Nanyin ......"

His almost frantic reaction surprised everyone, including Kikucho.

In fact, before he came, everyone had already heard it, and it was precisely because he sang so well and was too similar to that kind of thing that it attracted great attention.

But no one could have imagined that after only listening to a few words, Xu Lao had already come to a direct conclusion, which made everyone's hearts freak!

Nanyin rap, which has been lost for many years, has been resurrected?

If so, of course, it is worth celebrating, but then make a judgment, right...... A little too arbitrary?

I was puzzled, but no one dared to speak, and in the mournful and sad singing, Xu Lao didn't speak anymore, just wiped the tears that slipped out of the corners of his eyes and listened quietly.

To him, this is not arbitrary at all.

In this recording, the singer interprets the authentic Dishui Nanyin singing method, thousands of turns, or to take the spirit with manrousness, to promote the high and far-reaching, ups and downs like throwing a boat in the waves, and the voice is agitated like a cold spring swallowing stones......

Moreover, the singer is also an absolute master of Dishui Nanyin!

It is said that the bitter southern accent, the bitter southern accent, just listen to the astringent sound, the kind of helplessness and sigh that deeply tastes the suffering of the world, even a little worse can't do this.

The singer's understanding of the song has obviously gone beyond the superficial meaning of the lyrics, that is, it only describes the bitterness of lovers on different sides of the world, but you can hear his aria about all things in the world.

His singing seems to express the sorrow of the people in the song, but in fact, it is a projection of his own emotions.

Hidden in it is a kind of sadness about the loss of his hometown and a sense of confusion about identity.

If you can't feel it, it's really nothing, but if you feel a trace of it, tears will flow out uncontrollably!

And what makes Xu Laoqing difficult to control is precisely because of the singer's loneliness like a different world.

He was originally from Bacheng, and due to the vultures war, his grandparents and mother had to take him to move to Haojiang.

Grandpa always felt that this was just a tourist journey, and he would eventually embark on the road back to his hometown.

However, Grandpa never waited.

And in that period of fragmented history, people like them on both sides of the strait can alleviate nostalgia and find their identity without being confused, which is cultural inheritance!

When you can still hear the local voice and sing the songs of your hometown, you will always remember who you are and where you come from.

If you can't hear it...... Isn't it all out of this and that, doing this and that, licking on the devil's ass like a mental retard, the separation of cultural kinship is much more terrible than the separation of geographical space.

This is also why Nanyin rap is not from the birthplace of Bacheng to apply for the World Heritage Site, but to let Haojiang Xiangjiang come.

It is really important, because it can connect the past and the future, connect the strong nostalgia of other places and hometowns, and involve the relationship between our ancestors and us......

The conference room was silent, except for the desolate watery singing.

The listener is the echo of the singer, the heartstrings are interlocked, and the worlds know each other, so there will always be a moment when you will come across a song that makes you feel that it was written for you.

It will be a corner of your soul on the night road, a secret tree hole where tiredness, frustration and even a little joy are hidden.

At this moment, Xu Lao felt that he had already encountered it.

When the song was over, he wiped the corners of his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and only after a while did he speak:

"Find him now!"

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