"I think your companion can catch up with us by car." Christian said with a gentle smile on his face.
Xu Qiao looked back at Xiaowen and Daniel. The off-road vehicle had caught up with them and was beckoning them to get in. He nodded and, with the help of Christian's hand, he turned over and sat on the horse.
Christian pulled the reins gently, and the horse stamped its hooves, neighed twice, and walked forward obediently.
Xu Siyi walked to the computer and sat down, his brows unconsciously frowned, and his frown deepened when he saw the comments floating across the screen.
[A gentle man's horse is always gentle]
[I want all the contact information of this handsome guy in one minute]
[To be honest, it’s really pleasing to the eye to see these two people in the same frame]
Xiaowen and Daniel got on the SUV and continued looking for a suitable shot.
"I want to ride a horse, too." Xiao Wen stared at the two people on horseback and sighed. Riding a horse freely on the prairie is much more interesting than hiding in an off-road vehicle.
Gong Sheng tapped his head and said, "Just take your shot well."
Xiaowen curled her lips and pointed the camera at the two people on the horse.
Christian was tall and wore a straw hat. His clothes were worn white and had many holes in them, but these did not detract from his elegance at all.
Xu Qiao, who was standing behind him, was thinner, and the two of them turned their heads to communicate from time to time.
Just as Xiaowen was about to say something, he saw out of the corner of his eye that a Google page was displayed on the screen of Daniel's phone, with a picture of Christian on it and a long introduction below it.
It seems that Daniel is also a little curious about Christian.
Xiao Wen leaned over to take a look. He felt a little dizzy after reading the dense English text, but when he thought about it, since there was such a long introduction on Google, he must be a very powerful person.
Daniel knew Xiaowen's English level, so he pointed to the photo on the page and gave her a thumbs up. Xiaowen nodded to show that he understood, and the two winked at each other.
Dale held the steering wheel, thought for a moment and said to Gong Sheng: "I seem to have heard of Chrétien. Oh, now I remember, he came to the Serengeti more than a year ago. He seems to be quite famous in France, and the indigenous tribes here welcome him very much."
On the other side, Christian was chatting with Xu Qiao behind him.
"I'm in the Hadzabi tribe, a small camp with thirty members." Christian rode on his horse and looked sideways at Xu Qiao behind him.
This young man from the East has very long eyelashes, and when he lowers his eyes, a faint shadow is cast under his eyelids. He has a special temperament, and seems to be approachable, but there is a vague sense of distance.
Xu Qiao raised his eyes and met his gaze: "You have lived here for more than a year?"
"Yes, more than a year. This is a magical land. In addition to the countless animals," Chretien looked at a group of wildebeests not far away, "this is also one of the places where indigenous culture is best preserved."
Xu Qiao himself had done research in the book world, and understood the passion and focus of these scholars in their profession, so he had a better impression of Christian: "How long will you stay here?"
Chretien did not answer, but cast his eyes on the vast land. After a while, he asked, "What about you, Joe? How long will you stay here?"
"About ten days." This recording will last for ten days on the Serengeti grasslands. It may end early, or it may be postponed due to unexpected events. In any case, it will be about this number.
Christian nodded and said nothing more.
[Can anyone give me a translation? It’s ridiculous that I can’t understand the dialogue at all]
[Here we go, here comes the rookie translator. He probably asked Qiao Qiao how long he would stay in the grassland, and Qiao Qiao told him ten days.]
[Why does it seem like he was instantly disappointed when he heard Qiao Qiao's answer? 2333]
[It’s obvious that he doesn’t want Qiao Qiao to leave]
Xu Siyi looked at the comments and couldn't help but send a message: "It's just a normal conversation, don't think about it in the wrong way."
[Sister is happy, kids, please don’t be ky]
Xu Siyi's brows twitched when he saw the spokesperson of this barrage with the ID "Leader of Siyi's Harem Group".
It wasn't long before they arrived at the indigenous tribe. The sound of the off-road vehicle's engine alarmed the people in the camp. The Hadzabe people ran out one after another, holding bows and arrows in their hands, with a little vigilance in their expressions, until their eyes swept over Christian standing aside and they relaxed.
After Christian got off his horse, he helped Xu Qiao down. After Xu Qiao stood firmly, he walked up to the Hadzabi people and started communicating with them in the Hadzabi language.
The two translators from the program looked at each other and whispered, "It seems that there are only a few people in the world who can speak both English and Hadzabi."
There was a look of amazement and admiration in his eyes.
After understanding the situation clearly, the Hadzabe people in the camp faced everyone with reserved smiles on their faces. There was no rejection of outsiders on their faces, but more curiosity.
The children in the camp looked at the almost huge off-road vehicle with curiosity and watched them climbing up and down on it. Gong Sheng smiled and did not stop them. He just told them to keep an eye on the equipment and not to damage it.
Christian acted as an interpreter, and everyone chatted with the Hadzabi people. The atmosphere became much better after they got familiar with each other.
The sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun cast a brilliant orange-red color on the distant sky, and the yellow-green grass swayed in the breeze like waves.
The soft light outlines the silhouettes of animals on the grassland. As the temperature gradually cools down, the large animals that were lazy during the day begin to hunt, and from time to time, the roars of beasts can be heard in the distance.
A bonfire was lit in the camp, on which were placed the game caught during the day. The Hadzabi people sang rhythmically around the bonfire.
Everyone in the program team was also invited to sit around. With completely different skin colors and speaking different languages, the group of people started talking and laughing, and sharing food.
In order not to waste the food from the indigenous people, the program crew took out a lot of canned fruits and snacks from the off-road vehicle and gave them to the children.
I wanted to give them some more banknotes, but then I thought about how these people were almost isolated from the world and had no use for them. And seeing that they were still using traditional and cumbersome methods to make fire and process prey, I gave them a few lighters and Swiss Army knives.
The natives were very happy to get the lighters and Swiss Army knives, and became more enthusiastic towards everyone.
Christian sat next to Xu Qiao and handed him a kettle. "Their material development is still in a primitive state. They don't raise livestock or farm. They migrate on the grassland with the change of dry season and rainy season, and rely entirely on hunting and gathering for a living. There are many times when they suffer from hunger because they can't hunt prey, but most of the time they are very happy."
Xu Qiao was a little lost in thought as he stared at the smiles on the faces of the singing and dancing Hadzabees. After a while, he gave Christian an apologetic smile and said, "I can tell."
The Hadzabe people have amazing customs, traditions and lifestyles that are a strong attraction for folklorists like Chrétien.
Suddenly an aboriginal child ran over and said something to Christian.
Chretien smiled and nodded, then took his banjo and started playing.
The night gradually fell. The night was clear, the sky was bright, and the stars above could be clearly seen. The crisp and lively sound of the piano floated under the night sky and the stars, and a group of Hadzabe people sang and danced to the sound of the piano.
It can be seen that Christian is very popular among this group of people, and from time to time, Hadzabis come to interact with him.
Bonfires flickered in the boundless wilderness, and the laughter and singing of the Hadzabi people echoed across the grassland.
Chrétien played and sang among them, his face becoming even more gentle under the soft firelight.
The tune he played was simple and warm, without any gorgeous arrangement and the melody was not complicated, but it was very touching in the wilderness at night.
Xiaowen and Daniel focused their cameras on this French man, and this segment will undoubtedly become an outstanding clip in the second episode of the documentary.
[It sounds really nice... ]
[My eyelids are already fighting, but I still force myself to watch the live broadcast]
It is already two or three in the morning in China.
Xu Siyi stared at the screen, rubbed his sore eyes, stood up, poured himself a cup of coffee, and came back to continue watching.
After playing a song, seeing Xu Qiao's eyes on his banjo, Chretien asked, "Do you want to play?"
Xu Qiao retracted his gaze and shook his head: "I don't know how to play the banjo."
"I'll teach you." As he said that, Christian put the banjo in Xu Qiao's hand. He maintained a polite demeanor, pressed lightly on Xu Qiao's fingers, and taught him how to play.
The banjo is very similar to the sanxian. Seeing that Xu Qiao quickly got the hang of it and played it well, Christian was a little surprised: "Qiao, you are really great."
Xu Qiao lowered his eyes and continued to play the strings: "There is a musical instrument called Sanxian in China that is very similar to it."
Chretien pronounced the word "Sanxian" with some difficulty, chewed it several times, and wrote it down before looking up and saying, "You must be very good at this instrument. I hope I can have the honor to hear it?"
[The translator is here again. Qiao Qiao said that the sanxian is very similar to the banjo. He said that Qiao Qiao must be very good at the sanxian. I want to hear it]
[Thanks to the online translators, thank you for your hard work! ! ]
[More than just good at it!]
[Xu Qiao is amazing at playing the sanxian. I still can’t forget the part he played in the national style song]
Xu Qiao returned the banjo in his hand to him: "If you come to China, you will have many opportunities to hear it."
Christian took the piano and stared at Xu Qiao with his deep eyes.
He had a young and handsome oriental face, and his eyes, which were outlined and blurred like oriental ink paintings, reflected the flickering bonfire.
"I think I'll go," Chretien whispered.
On a dark night, accompanied by music, starlight and bonfire, a Hadzabi child ran over to invite Xu Qiao, took his hand and led him into the crowd, and danced an African dance with him.
Xu Qiao didn't want to reject a child, but he didn't know how to dance this kind of African dance, and he looked a little embarrassed when surrounded by the crowd.
However, with his dancing background, he quickly caught up with the Hadzabi people.
[Seeing me, Qiao, dancing again, moved me to tears]
[Qiao Qiao looks pretty good dancing this wild and unrestrained African dance, hahahahaha]
Christian watched Xu Qiao's dance steps change from being slow to becoming increasingly smooth, and picked up his banjo again.
A gentle song spread, this time sung in French.
"Dedicated to the memories we created together
Dedicated to the future, especially to the present
Dedicated to the well-being of this ancient planet
This is something we rarely care about.
Dedicated to us
Dedicated to those hopes and fantasies
Dedicated to our first encounter in the future
… ”
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