When he was young, he read Marco Polo's travels.

They are full of yearning for the golden and mysterious oriental country depicted in the book.

However, when they actually came to the country, they were all disappointed.

Not to mention the gold everywhere, they actually made a fortune.

However, the countries they see and the people they come into contact with are not at all what they imagined.

The country is indeed very large, but weak.

The people here, although the men cut off their braids, are still ignorant.

They are either patheticly inferior or ridiculously arrogant.

As for the women, hunched over their chests, cowering, and the most terrible thing is that they are actually wrapped in their little feet.

God, this is cruel and barbaric.

They could not have imagined that at the present moment of the twentieth century, the dream country that was once so praised by Marco Polo would be like this.

There are also traditional arts of China, and Bayer and others do not feel wonderful and magical.

Because in the music they watched, the performers were solemn, plucking the strings or playing the flute.

The music may be good, but as crooked nuts, they simply don't resonate.

What makes Bayer and other foreigners feel most depressed is that those who perform on stage are often actors, tricks or poor people.

There are no celebrities and young masters from big families at all.

Later, they learned that in China, the so-called ladies are not allowed to show their heads.

They were bound and locked up in their homes.

It is said that some people have never left the house in their lives.

It's—it's unbelievably terrifying.

Disappointed! Extremely disappointed!

The childhood dream was broken, and the foreigners' perception of China fell directly.

Some people have compassion in their hearts;

Some people are doubly arrogant and insult innocent people who dare not resist.

However, Gu Tingcheng's "thousand-year-old feast" allowed Bayer and others to enter a dreamy and wonderful world.

Here, they felt the charm and heritage of an ancient cultural country that has been inherited for thousands of years in Gu Tingcheng.

"Ms. Gu is amazing, when she is quiet, she looks like a real celebrity; When the drum is beaten, it is like a warm sun!"

Felix was a doctor and was able to reach people from all walks of life.

When he was in country D, he had seen those noble ladies.

There are differences in the etiquette norms between the East and the West, but the pride and self-confidence in the bones are figured out.

He felt that kind of "dignity" in Gu Qingcheng's body.

"Yes! I really didn't expect that Huaguo would be so brilliant thousands of years ago."

Beyer's eyes were full of amazement.

He couldn't imagine that just a drum, Ms. Gu could play so many tricks.

Instead of sitting and playing the guqin in a dull way, I twirled and jumped between several large drums.

The clothes are fluttering, the skirts are flying, and the drums are accompanied by those strange instruments, but they play a beautiful movement.

Bayer and the others still couldn't understand it, but they could feel the powerful power and majestic momentum from it.

"I heard that thousands of years ago, when their armies were fighting, they would beat drums to boost morale." ….

William, as a person who could not study the history of his own country, had a bit of research on the history of other countries.

However, he can't be regarded as a "flower planter", otherwise, when he sees Gu Tingcheng's performance today, he will still say a word:

"Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit!"

There are also foreigners such as Bach who came to join in the fun, and they were also impressed by the novelty, beauty, and grandeur of the millennium feast.

Their favorite is Gu Qingcheng's free-spirited, enthusiastic and cheerful performances.

No little feet, no dullness, just the enjoyment of music and dance.

Of course, they will "appreciate" it like this, and Gu Qingcheng's peerless look also played a big role.

Don't say anything that is aesthetically biased.

In fact, the world's mainstream aesthetic has always been unified:

A real beauty should have big eyes, a high nose bridge, three-dimensional facial features, delicate skin, and a well-proportioned body.

And beautiful things can also stimulate the perception and make the body and mind happy.

Westerners don't understand the traditional culture of China, but they can still enjoy the "beauty" from those costumes, those music, and those performances.

is also a traditional culture, foreigners don't seem to be interested in guzheng, guqin or anything, but they have great respect for opera and Mr. Mei.

It's not that they suddenly like opera, it's that they feel beautiful in this art form.

Gu Tingcheng showed these foreigners another and new traditional Chinese culture.

"Goode! Goode!"

"Biu Turfer!"

These people couldn't help but give a thumbs up as they ate novel and interesting food suspended in the water, listened to the magnificent drum music, and watched the individualized and unrestrained dance performances.

Gu Tingcheng: ...... Fortunately, this body was not wrapped around its little feet, so that I could dance the Hu Xuan dance without any hindrance.

"Great, Ms. Gu! I—Can I give it a try?"

Mr. Bach came from a military family and was very interested in powerful and powerful drumming.

He also wore Mingguang armor and came to several drums.

"Of course!"

Gu handed the drumstick to Bach and told him some tricks and rhythms for drumming.

Boom!

Bang bang!

Bach wore vintage armor and wielded a drumstick.

The drums slowly gained a rhythm, and Bach secretly stuck to the rhythm of a certain march.

Not to mention, it's not weird.

"Haha, Bach, I'll come with you!"

Infected by the atmosphere, Felix also stood up, took the drumstick, and struck with Bach.

Boom!

Knock knock~

Drum duo.

The atmosphere is getting higher and higher, and the foreigners who have drunk some wine are getting more and more excited.

They just had fun.

Beat drums, beat chimes, or simply wear retro costumes and learn how Gu Tingcheng dances in the open space of the garden.

In this picture, people with high emotional intelligence will say singing and dancing.

People with low emotional intelligence will probably secretly rub and say "the demons are dancing".

But, no matter what the adjective is, the foreigners enjoyed the feast very much.

They did not dislike the traditional culture of China, but admired and appreciated it incomparably.

This made the Chinese guests who came to the banquet a little dumbfounded. ….

"The foreigner actually didn't dislike it?"

"It's really strange, the last time I invited Mr. Felix, I specially invited the top brand of Baihualou to play the pipa, it was the signature show of Baihualou, but Mr. Felix didn't like it at all."

"Yes! I have asked Mr. Bach before. He's notoriously serious, and he's hard to touch!"

And at this moment, this person is actually shouting the trumpet and beating the drum to his heart's content.

This picture really subverted his perception of Mr. Bach.

Oh no, it's not just Bach, it's these foreigners, all of them don't seem to be what they remember.

"Hmph, I said it a long time ago, the things of the ancestors are good, you see, foreigners don't like it the same!"

"That's it, it's all those things that forget their ancestors, and they actually dislike it, and they say what kind of feudal dross they are! Do foreigners still like dross?"

"There is hope for the Chinese country! Woo, the old man knows that the things of our Huaguo will be accepted by the world sooner or later!"

There are also a few people who seem to be old and young, and they don't think that Gu Qingcheng's dancing is immoral at this time.

It's the old tears, with a face of honor.

"Click!

"Click! Click!"

The sound of the guests was mixed with the flickering of magnesium lights and the unique sound of the camera.

"Huh? Why are these reporters here?"

"I don't remember inviting them. Could it be Ms. Gu's preparation?"

In the whole banquet, the happiest thing was Ma Yong, the "host".

At the beginning, he was still a little apprehensive.

But when Bayer and the others put on the Mingguang armor and gave a thumbs up to the stage, he knew: It's right!

is worthy of Ms. Gu, the thousand-year-old feast that came out directly suppressed the foreigners.

The ensuing "Dancing of the Demons", oh no, "Guests Happy", made Ma Yong even more happy.

The banquet of his family not only made the foreigners eat and have fun, but also stood out in front of these big and small people in the provincial capital.

In the future, if someone laughs at him for not knowing a single word, Ma Yong will be able to directly throw out today's feast to talk about it-

"Am I a vulgar reckless? Hmph, my family's thousand-year-old feast, foreigners come and say yes."

"What about you, what kind of scholarly family, but your family's church, foreigners don't support it at all."

This is probably also the sadness of this era.

Whether your own things are good or not, you actually need a group of foreigners to evaluate.

However, this is the current climate.

If you get the approval of foreigners, it is good.

And to have such a good thing, that is to be "superior".

Ma Yong was proud, proud, and even when he saw the constipated Overseer and the Young Overseer in the crowd, his good mood was not ruined in the slightest.

Warlord:...... What a bold horse, where did you get a "Ms. Gu"? Even the foreigners were coaxed!

Isn't it just wearing a "costume", beating a drum and turning in a circle, Lao Tzu can find some plays from the troupe and learn for a few days, and you can do it!

When the millennium feast was being prepared, because the foreigners in Baier and other provincial cities "moved when they heard the wind", the movement was a bit loud.

The Overseers heard about it, too.

After a careful inquiry, the Overseer realized that it was Ma who had invited the "master" to come up with such an eye-catching thing.

The Overseers instinctively disdain.

However, the foreigners had to participate, and the Overseers were a little uneasy.

He simply brought his son in, and secretly instigated many celebrities and elders in provincial cities, wanting to pick a bone in the egg.

As long as there is anything wrong with Ma Dada's banquet, such as kneeling too much and licking foreigners, such as deliberately belittling his own culture and touting Western culture.

Although these are the norm in this era, there are some things that can be done, but they can't be broken.

In order to leave "evidence", the Overseers also invited reporters from several newspapers......

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