After leaving the Drum Tower, Zhou Xueyan went back to school, and he couldn't sleep outside for two days, and he slept alone, how boring it was.

After that, I got together with the band again, and most of the time I traveled alone, except for a trip to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses to go a little farther, the rest of the time I walked around Xi'an, and then watched a performance in the Tang Paradise.

There are really a lot of performances in Xi'an, and you can see people in ancient costumes at various scenic spots anytime and anywhere, or acting, or playing music.

There are often some beautiful women wearing Hanfu on the street, and some of them are mostly locals, with bright eyes and more active demeanors, most of them are tourists.

Chen Xing walked in the streets and alleys of Xi'an, and he could also see some street performers playing the guzheng, as well as elderly people singing Qin dialect in major squares.

Han culture and Tang culture seem to be integrated into everyone in Xi'an. However, what Chen Xing met in Xi'an and made him feel that the best singing was not a singer in a bar, nor an old man singing Qin dialect in the square, but an elderly street performer who sang in a dialect in the southwest and didn't know what region.

Artists, traditionally, refer to those who sell their arts. Street performers, that is, on the street, whether it is singing, dancing, or expressing any kind of talent.

They trade their talents for the cost of making a living. This is how the old man Chen Xing saw.

Chen Xing saw him in the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, walking out of the row of small shops selling souvenirs, and about to enter the garden, this old man is very common, the image of an old farmer in the countryside, with a white beard and a white straw hat.

The instrument in his hand seems to be a moon qin or something, and the underside of the instrument is round, but it is still a plucked instrument.

Because Chen Xing likes ancient culture more, he knows a little more about ancient musical instruments than ordinary people, but he doesn't know what this musical instrument is specifically called.

He didn't have anything, just sat on the ground without caring at all, and placed a small leather bag next to him, with some change in it.

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sun is high, so good, the wind is fluttering~ The little drop boat holds on, shaking all the way~ For the person in my heart, get up early~ I don't care about the distance, I am willing to work hard......" The tune is the tune of "Do You Know or Know", but the words are different.

As soon as Chen Xing heard him sing, he knew that this was a traditional folk tune, maybe you know that it was borrowed from the composition of this song?

There were also many onlookers, but Chen Xing felt that many people here should not understand what the old man was singing.

Originally, it was a dialect of the southwest, and the voices of the elderly were not very loud. He sings with the taste of watching old mainland movies from decades ago and listening to the people in them sing, which should also be regarded as a style, at least Chen Xing likes it very much.

Chen Xing continued to listen to the old man sing two or three songs here, and then took out his mobile phone. Ah......h The old man didn't put a collection code.

White prostitution is not Chen Xing's character, you can't give nothing after listening to it for half an hour, the old man also looked at him several times and laughed several times.

Chen Xing quietly withdrew from the crowd and walked towards the small shop selling souvenirs over there. There are two rows of souvenir huts here, each about the size of a newspaper kiosk, and many of these huts sell Hanfu, adults and children, just outside the walls of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

He came here and asked, "Boss, can you give me a hundred dollars?" ”

"Change change? Don't buy anything? ”

"Can I change it if I don't buy it?"

"No, brother, go to the side and ask again, now it's all paid by mobile phone, where can I find you a hundred yuan in change?" Let's go, let's go. ”

"Is it okay to pay the whole money?"

"Can't change it, no!" Chen Xing looked at the things in his store, all of them were keychains or something, Chen Xing really didn't need them, he rarely brought keys when he went out now, and his time at home was relatively short, so he didn't need these trinkets.

After changing stores, Chen Xing asked again: "Boss, can you change some money?" I wanted to give some kindness to the old man who sang over there, but I really didn't bring any change. "The shop sells musical instruments, and the owner is a middle-aged woman.

"For what? Whole money for change? ”

"No, I'll scan you a hundred yuan on WeChat, and you can give me a hundred yuan." The eldest sister poked her head out and looked out, she had always heard a voice over there, but she couldn't hear it clearly, and the location of her store was not easy to see, and now she could only see an old man sitting on the ground in the crowd.

"Ouch, it's cold." She said. Chen Xing smiled and said, "Who said it wasn't? But he sings very well and is a skilled person. ”

"Alas, it's useless to have a craft, and the old craft can't make money, okay, you sweep me, and by the way, I will give ten yuan to help me, and do good deeds with you." The eldest sister took out a hundred from her pocket, felt that it was wrong, and asked, "Do you want a hundred or a hundred change?" ”

"Everything."

"You give a hundred?"

"Yes." She took out a hundred, ten yuan and handed it to Chen Xing, and said, "Good boy, come to Auntie's place to buy things in a while, and Auntie will give you a discount." ”

"Thank you, Auntie." Chen Xing took the money and went back, putting the two tickets in the old man's purse. The old man saw a red ticket and looked up.

He rarely looks directly at the audience's face when he sings, but he still has a deep memory of Chen Xing, he has watched it several times before, but he didn't see it at once, so he came and gave me a hundred yuan?

"Thank you, thank you ......"

"No, no, you sing very well, and there are ten yuan here, which was given by the eldest sister in the store over there." The old man sings well and doesn't speak, and the lyrics of the songs have depth, this kind of person Chen Xing feels that it is normal to earn as much as he wants.

It is much more elegant than those who make hundreds or tens of millions by plagiarizing tunes. After leaving here, Chen Xing walked around the garden a few times, and saw that the time was almost seven o'clock before he came out and walked to the square outside.

At this point in time, there are a lot of people gathered here, both locals and tourists...... Because the musical fountain is about to begin.

The fountain of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda sprays four times a day. Twelve, four, seven, nine. In summer, the fountain at nine o'clock is the most beautiful, because when it is completely dark at nine o'clock, the lights inside the fountain will appear bright and beautiful.

But it's winter now, and March hasn't arrived yet, so it's dark early, so there are a lot of people at 7 o'clock.

When Chen Xing walked out, the lights on the Big Wild Goose Pagoda were already on, and when he walked to the front of the square, that is, the best place to watch the musical fountain, he found that there were children in front of him.

Forget it, don't squeeze with these kids, they won't affect their sight anyway.