Zhou Ze got into Lao Zhang's car. Lao Zhang turned his head to look at his boss, whose arms had recovered.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
road:
“It’s amazing.”
"When you have horns on your head, it will feel even more magical."
“… …” Lao Zhang.
"Let's drive. Have you found the location?"
Given the person's name, photo and occupation, it is not difficult to find his home address.
"Found it. Shall we go to his house now?"
"Um."
The car started, and outside, snowflakes began to fall slowly. Very small snowflakes brought a moment of crystal.
"Boss, do you usually watch lion dance?"
Lao Zhang asked while driving.
"Lao Zhang, do you usually watch dramas?"
“No.”
"Same."
Zhou Ze took out two cigarettes, lit one for himself, and handed the other to Lao Zhang.
Lao Zhang shook his head and said, "Now you will be caught smoking while driving in Tongcheng."
"You won't be killed anyway."
“… …” Lao Zhang.
Seeing that Lao Zhang insisted on sticking to the principle, Zhou Ze followed his lead, opened the car window, and started smoking, saying:
"My biggest impression of lion dance is still the film "The Lion King" from the Wong Fei Hung series. I remember that when I was a child, the TV in the chapel of the orphanage often played this movie."
"Haha, it's an old movie. I like it, too, especially the last line: We won the game, but lost the world."
"It seems that there are more lion dance activities in Guangdong, Guangxi, Hong Kong and Macao. Anyway, I have never seen lion dance performances in Tongcheng since I left the orphanage."
Tongcheng does have a local opera called Tongzi Opera, but now only a small number of local elderly people go to listen to it. Its current function is to mention it when promoting Tongcheng to the outside world.
"This can be considered a more down-to-earth folk culture," Lao Zhang sighed.
"Well, it's considered to be a more down-to-earth type."
Over the years, the country has been vigorously promoting traditional cultural industries, so that no matter what it is, even if it is made up, it must have a name for itself. However, many traditional arts that are too high-brow and unpopular are not popular among young people in China, but they are entrusted with the goal of helping the country export culture abroad...
"arrive."
Lao Zhang stopped the car at the gate.
This place is not located in the urban area, but in the suburbs. It is a small single-family house that looks quite impressive.
At least, there is no image of a poor folk artist who is so poor that he cannot even afford to eat.
There are two white lanterns hanging at the iron gate. Perhaps to prevent fire, they are powered by electricity instead of candles.
Lao Zhang walked up and rang the doorbell.
soon,
A middle-aged man in a black suit came out and looked at Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang with some confusion, but did not ask anything. He just opened the door and invited the two to come in.
All of a sudden, all the arguments that Lao Zhang had prepared were useless.
The middle-aged man led the way, and the two quickly passed the courtyard and came to the back. The area at the back was also very large. Nowadays, the houses in many places in the countryside are a newly built building with an old bungalow next to it. It is very convenient to raise dogs, grow flowers, and do things when children are young. The living conditions are really much more comfortable than the small houses in the city.
In front of the house, there are three lions. Of course, they are not real lions, but props for lion dance, in red, white and yellow.
There is a mourning hall inside.
There were many tables outside, and many people were sitting there drinking tea and chatting in low voices.
In terms of atmosphere, it feels a bit like a martial arts gang gathering secretly.
Zhou Ze saw the portrait of Lu Yaozu placed in the main hall of the bungalow. The old man had a serious expression, like a master.
It's also quite interesting. It seems that the body has not been cremated yet, so the body should be kept here. But I just sent the soul to hell, so it really doesn't matter whether the soul stays here or not.
Zhou Ze originally wanted to go over and burn some incense as a token of his respect, but when he was about to move forward, he found that everyone around him was looking at him. The middle-aged man who had led Zhou Ze and the other man in before and who looked about 50% similar to Lu Yaozu stretched out his hand and stopped Zhou Ze.
Then he pointed to the three lions placed next to him and said:
"You two, follow the rules and perform a piece first to show off your skills."
What
Do you want us to dance the lion
Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at Lao Zhang who was standing behind him.
Old Zhang actually took a deep breath, walked to the lions on his own initiative, selected a white lion, picked it up, and walked back to Zhou Ze.
Active abnormality,
Just as proactive as when he came to eat!
"Boss, come on, we can do it."
"I'm here to juggle with you?"
Zhou Ze asked back.
He has no interest in this area. What he likes to do is to lie there motionless, rather than sweating profusely while holding a lion.
"In order to find clues, you have to bear with it for a while, boss. Think about the children at the temple fair."
Lao Zhang lowered his voice.
"Hehe, I'm not their father."
Old Zhang smiled and handed the lion head to Zhou Ze.
“Heh…”
Zhou Ze was speechless, but still took the lion head.
Putting on the lion head, Zhou Ze lowered his voice and asked, "The question is, can you do it?"
“No.”
Lao Zhang’s answer was very honest.
At this time,
The middle-aged man walked to the side, where there was a camera facing that direction. At the same time, he pressed the play button on the speaker, and the BGM came out!
"Facing the waves with pride,
The hot blood is like the red sunlight,
The courage is like iron and the bones are like steel.
With a broad mind and a long vision,
I work hard to be a good man... "
The majestic and classic "A Man Should Be Self-reliant" sounded,
Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang were still lying there motionless.
Everyone here is an expert, and should be in the same industry. If you come here to pay your respects, you have to show off your skills first to see if your eyes are bright, and then you can decide whether you are qualified to burn incense for the deceased and then sit down and drink tea with all of you colleagues. This should be the old rule in this circle.
"It seems that these two brothers think that working on the land is boring."
A tall and thin man who was drinking tea nearby stood up, walked to the side, and pulled down a piece of black cloth. There was actually a row of plum blossom stakes over there, and they were very tall. They were not nailed into the ground, but were fixed in a way similar to a cart. They were made entirely of iron and were easy to carry during performances.
"Lao Zhang, can you jump up?"
Zhou Ze asked.
"Uh..." Lao Zhang.
"Why not just beat these guys up and ask them directly."
It's the middle of the night and it's snowing lightly. It's a good time to sit by the bed and drink tea or coffee instead of doing tricks here.
"Boss, I don't think this is that simple. We have to get into their circle first. Didn't you say that the Xiezhi is in my body? I'll give it a try. I think it should work."
It seems that
It was the incident of not being hit by a car during the day.
It gave Lao Zhang great confidence.
"I think it's more practical to beat these guys up." Zhou Ze still insisted on his opinion.
"Boss, I..."
Just then,
"roar!"
A low roar was heard.
Zhou Ze's eyes suddenly focused.
Old Zhang, who was holding the lion's tail behind him, was also stunned.
It is hard to imagine what a lion's roar sounds like if you have never heard it. It is a bit like turning on a loudspeaker and adding square noise.
But at the scene, apart from Zhou Ze and Lao Zhang, no one else heard the sound.
"Boss, is there really a lion king?"
"God knows what it is."
Zhou Ze's eyes swept across the entire audience.
"Hurry up, be quick."
"Yeah, don't hide your skills, show everyone your real kung fu!"
"That's right, that's right, let's do it first, let's do it first."
"Don't you look down on me?"
"You idiot, what are you touching?"
Accents from all over the world came together, and everyone was getting a little impatient waiting.
In fact, lion dancing is a craft that requires real skills. The most famous and best-developed areas in Guangdong and Guangxi now emphasize southern style kung fu, while other places also have their own traditional performance methods.
This is different from dancing. If you jump around on the stage and have some basic skills and can keep up with the rhythm, you can fool around. But here the lion is so heavy, and you have to go up and down on the plum blossom poles, which requires real hard work.
A group of people are urging,
Zhou Ze really wanted that Lion King to come out now.
Bite a few people.
See if they still make noise.
But the lion king did not come out. After making that roar, it disappeared without a trace. Zhou Ze could sense that it should still be here, but he had no way of determining its location.
This should not be a ghost, it may not even have a form, but it is a special existence.
even,
Maybe it’s a…
Belief.
Moreover, the nature of the matter has also changed. No matter how "nonsense" the lion dancing old man talked in the bookstore before, as long as it is not confirmed, it can be treated as nothing happened.
It is difficult to work diligently and conscientiously, but everyone can find ways to just sit there and do nothing.
However,
Now,
Now that I have sensed the presence of the Lion King,
I was reminded that he was going to do something at the temple fair the day after tomorrow.
So,
As the head of Tongcheng,
Of course it is impossible to ignore it.
Zhou Ze licked his lips and put on the lion head. Lao Zhang also bent down and lifted up the lion tail from behind.
"Lao Zhang, just jump as hard as you can and believe in your potential."
"Oh, okay."
Lao Zhang responded immediately, and at the same time muttered to himself with some excitement:
“Ever since I watched a movie when I was young, I’ve always dreamed that one day I would be able to dance the lion dance myself.”
Zhou Ze: “(━┳━_━┳━)”
No wonder…
"Be a good man,
Hot blood, hot intestines,
The heat is brighter than the sun...”
When bgm reaches Gaochao,
"Walk!"
Zhou Ze shouted in a low voice,
Some of the evil spirit emanated from his body.
The whole person jumped,
He jumped more than two meters on the spot, directly onto the plum blossom pile, and stood steadily.
Lao Zhang behind him jumped up hard.
The figure leaped up directly.
He jumped too high and too far, almost jumping from one end of the plum blossom pile to the other.
Zhou Ze saw this,
He immediately pulled the lion's head and pulled Lao Zhang;
Zhou Ze swung Lao Zhang in the air for five or six times, which finally offset the momentum caused by his excessive force.
At the same time, Lao Zhang's feet were still stepping blindly, as if he was doing an extremely difficult space walk.
at last,
Zhou Ze pulled it down again.
The lion's cloth made a crisp sound.
Old Zhang came down quickly and stepped on the plum blossom pile behind Zhou Ze when he landed. His body swayed and he just managed to stabilize himself.
“Huh…”
Old Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.
So exciting.
Experts present here,
I was shocked.
It was really an amazing move.
The show makes my scalp tingle!
After a while,
Before Zhou Ze could figure out his next move,
Everyone stood up together:
“Bang, Bang, Bang!!!”
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