On New Year's Day 2017, Jincheng ushered in a rare snowfall.

Zhu Sheng, Li Xiao and Hua Ying, take the subway to Koi Waterfront Street.

The LED light box on the subway platform was replaced with a new advertisement, and the brand promotional video of Xijiu was officially launched.

In the advertisement, in the section of "A Hundred Years of Red Water", there is a picture of Zhu Sheng holding a bamboo and "crossing the river with a reed". Li Xiao added a few small words in the lower right corner of the film, "Chishui Duzhu Drifting, Guizhou Provincial Intangible Cultural Heritage".

At that time, he thought that if Xi Jiu didn't agree, then remove it.

Xi Jiu's attention didn't seem to be on it at all, so he passed.

The young man waiting for the subway, wearing a lattice scarf, suddenly pointed to Zhu Sheng in the picture and said to his companion, "It's her, Chishui Bamboo Drifting Fairy!" I watched her live broadcast on Shaking Hands and patting, just two words, amazing. ”

His partner chuckled softly, "So you're crossing several districts today, just to watch her perform?" ”

The lattice youth held her chin up, her face full of glory, "I have seen her dance in Hanfu, dancing in Miao family costumes, and the dance is different every time." I haven't seen her in a mermaid costume yet, it must be beautiful. ”

"Look at your nymphomaniac!" The partner showed a look of disdain that belonged to the sworn friend.

"I just don't know if she has a boyfriend." The plaid boy took out his mobile phone and looked at the mermaid poster on the screen, already imagining. "If she's still single, it's not a fairy, it's my dream girl."

A hand patted the shoulder of the young man in checkered, and the young man thought it was a dead friend, so he reached out to brush it, and heard Li Xiao smile and said: "Young man, the famous flower has a master, don't work for you to loosen the soil." ”

The lattice youth looked at it, he didn't know, wait, he rubbed his eyes like a dream, and behind the man, he saw the haunting Chishui fairy.

Zhu Sheng beckoned politely, angry in his heart that Li Xiao was causing trouble, not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Hua Mu covered her mouth and was very hard. "You...... Your fans? ”

"Are you still performing today? I'll wait for you at Koi Waterfront Street. ”

He ushered in Li Xiao's death gaze.

It was just a small episode, and several people quickly got on the subway. The lattice youth followed behind, just now he couldn't stop talking, but now he was just quiet.

"You can send a message to the factory director or assistant, we see that the advertisement is online." Zhu Sheng said that this is business etiquette.

Li Xiao said "um", clicked on the lightbox advertisement he had just shot, clicked to send, and stared at Zhu Sheng, "A fan, it's not worth the risk." ”

He was afraid that Zhu Sheng would put himself in danger for the so-called fans and audience.

This time, Zhu Sheng was silent.

A dancer will never turn his back on his stage, as long as he has a breath, he will dance until the curtain call.

But Zhu Sheng's stage is very special, a big river.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat.

Get out of the subway, go to Koi Waterfront Street, and come to the ground.

The snow is still falling, and it's blowing one after another. The stone pavement is white, and Jincheng has become a fairy tale world of Frozen.

In the square in the middle of the street, the salon of dialogue with cultural celebrities continues. People talk about the changes that business has brought to life, and the empowerment of culture to cities.

However, consumers and tourists don't care about that, they just want to have fun on their own. The street is very lively, couples, families of three, and girlfriends go out together. Build a snowman in a snowball fight, or take a photo of the same style in "Love Letter", and the commercial street will be filled with laughter and laughter.

On the bank of the Fu River, there was some ice ballast on the river, but it could not extinguish everyone's enthusiasm, and many people were surrounded on the bank.

Some people took pictures, some people chatted, and quite a few of them, their faces were sticking to Zhu Sheng's small stickers of Wen Ray, which were issued by the event organizers, and they came for Zhu Sheng.

Zhu Liang Sheng Xiao has more than 4 million fans, and it is easy to gather hundreds of them in Jincheng Waterfront Street.

The topic of discussion is also whether the bamboo dance can still be danced on such a cold day. Most said they were looking forward to it, while a few were worried.

Zhu Sheng wore a scarf and a mask, passing through the crowd, the picture seemed to freeze, and she heard the heartbeat of the pop, which was the voice of the fans.

There was still half an hour left before the performance, and the painting boat on the river moved, and music came out of it. Tao Rongshen was wearing a motorcycle jacket, holding a guitar, and a band behind him, singing in the snow.

His first song was "Waiting for the Wind and Waiting for You".

The young man of the locomotive, melancholy and sentimental, is waiting for his princess to arrive.

"So handsome!"

"There is a song but no dance, there is always a trace of regret."

Perhaps, regret is also another kind of beauty. Whatever, today's snow is beautiful enough! ”

Li Xiao, who followed Zhu Sheng, glanced at the painting boat. This is the so-called like, in order to be in the same frame with her, bitter tricks, pretending to be handsome, and singing the songs they sang together?

The mobile phone rang, it was Cheng Guo's.

Li Xiao picked it up and shuttled through the crowd.

"Mr. Li, I know that you are a qualified broker, and money cannot shake you. For the sake of the fans' eagerness, please let Miss Zhu Sheng perform. Zhu Sheng is the audience's Zhu Sheng. ”

The wind and snow hit, blurring Li Xiao's eyes, and when he breathed, he was full of white air. He cursed in a low voice, "Shit, Shengsheng, it's Lao Tzu's Shengsheng." ”

"If you don't convey it, we will contact Miss Zhu Sheng directly."

Li Xiao hung up the phone and faced Shang Zhu Sheng's eyes, pure, clear, and more crystal clear than snow.

Her eyes speak, and silence is better than sound at this point.

Li Xiao couldn't stand such earnest, persistent, and indomitable eyes.

Zhu Sheng stretched out his hand and raised his thumb, "I promise, I won't fall into the water, for ten minutes, I'll stick a warm baby, enough to keep out the cold, Li Xiao, you believe me." ”

Li Xiao stepped forward and hugged her in the vast sea of people, "You are always like this, what can I do with you?" ”

Zhu Sheng tilted his head, put his shoulder socket on his shoulder, and finger invitations were placed on his waist.

Hua Ying looked at this scene and wiped her eyes, if someone treated her like Li Xiao, she would rather exchange ten years of her life for it.

The two separated, and Li Xiao also gave a thumbs up, and reached a consensus with Zhu Sheng.

The Guochao Market on Koi Waterfront Street has been opened, and all kinds of delicacies and hand-made shops are in place in the busy, wearing Hanfu and two-dimensional cosplay, and starting to walk the catwalk.

By the Fu River, the crowd automatically made a way, and two staff members carried a nine-meter-long Nanzhu and put it into the river.

Then, a girl dressed in a beautiful ray, holding a bamboo, jumped on top of the bamboo.

Nanzhu broke through the fine ice cubes, making a sound like crackers cracking, and moved forward.

With her movements, the crowd exclaimed "Wow", took out their mobile phones in unison, took pictures and videos, and said words in their mouths, "Finally waiting for you, fortunately I didn't give up." ”

Zhu Sheng has rowed to the center of the river.

There are beautiful women in Fuhe, who are inherited and independent.

With the accompaniment of the music of the painting boat, Zhu Sheng's fingers are as smart as Bodhi, and she has danced.

The snow fell on her headdress, dissolving in an instant, adding to her aura.

She's a modern-day version of Roselle!

Li Xiao stared at her for a moment, obviously surrounded by crowds, and there was only one person in his world.

A cold wind blew, Zhu Sheng's body shook, and the audience's hearts rose to their throats, instigating tourists with hot and sour noodles, and a piece of powder fell in the snow.

Everyone felt that their eyes were dazzled, and the girl on the bamboo pole seemed to take a small step forward.

People automatically make up their brains, "Could it be that this is a koi carp jumping over the dragon gate?" ”

No, Li Xiao had a bad premonition in his heart, and there was no such action during the rehearsal.

The music entered a climax, the rhythm was like a noisy and rushing rain, and Zhu Sheng's dance also increased the tempo. The red crown was trembling, and the Fuhe River had been shattered, and it seemed to be rippled at the same frequency.

This is the most beautiful dance.

Twelve minutes passed, and the dance was coming to an end.

Zhu Sheng's chest was pierced by the cold wind, and her hands were about to lose sensation, but fortunately, victory was in sight. Her gaze was on the tour, fixed on Li Xiao on the shore, and she smiled, as if to say, "Look, I did it." ”

The bamboo approached the shore.

"Down jacket!" Li Xiao walked towards Hua Ying.

Hua Ying stretched out her down jacket as if she was about to run a 100-meter race, and as soon as the gunshots rang out, she would rush out and drape her clothes on Zhu Sheng.

The bamboo was still two meters away from reaching the shore, and at some point, a six- or seven-year-old boy appeared on the shore, he waved the small flag in his hand, opened his short legs, and presented his small flag to the bamboo fairy.

An exclamation pierced the sky, "Xiaobao! ”

It was a mother.

"Whew!" People seem to be frozen by the needle.

The little boy leaned and looked like he was about to fall into the river.

"Shengsheng!" Li Xiao stepped over with an arrow step.

The closest to the little boy was Zhu Sheng.

At the last moment, Zhu Sheng blocked forward with his short bamboo, and the little boy fell backwards to avoid falling into the water, but he was frightened and let out a big cry of "wow".

At the same time, Zhu Sheng's body was unstable and he lost his balance. Poof, planted in the water!