The place became completely agitated. Chen Xing has never attended a music festival before, but occasionally goes to nightclubs. The scene now is like the busiest time in a nightclub, but the number of people is no longer a hundred or two hundred, but tens of thousands or tens of thousands.
If you look at it from the stage, it should be an ocean. The singers control the switch of this ocean. Their rhythm can make the ocean stir up stormy waves, and a gesture can calm the ocean.
No wonder everyone wants to be a star. When Zhao Lei sang I Remember, people who felt the same were in tears; when Liu Shuang sang in Mohe Dance Hall, tens of thousands of people were singing in low voices, and the harmonies overwhelmed the singer's voice; when Second Hand Rose stirred the whole place, countless people were like Wave-like movement.
The song is so charming. Every musical instrument and every sound is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the speakers that are arranged somewhere. This kind of every musical instrument is clear and does not feel noisy at all. It is probably only You can only hear it at the scene.
【What did you hear? Is it the sound of birdsong? Is it the wind? Is it the sound of raindrops hitting the window? Or the sound of children playing?
】【It’s singing! 】【Congratulations on your gift: good voice】【Good voice: No matter who hears you singing, they will praise you for your good voice. Your singing ability has undoubtedly improved greatly compared to your previous one, but you'd better not choose to go into music. Go this way - unless you acquire other talents] At the end of this music festival, Chen Xing was even a little unfinished.
The crowd dispersed and walked out of the square in twos and threes. The streets outside the square were originally quiet, but now they were as lively as during the day. The noisy and happy sounds woke up many sleeping people.
Zhou Tong held Chen Xing's hand and never let go, listening to him singing the song Zhao Lei sang before.
"Until I heard a voice, I was sure it was you, but how could you remember me? I brought news from another world, but how could I tell you? We were destined to meet with amnesia..."
"You sing so well. If you go on a live broadcast, you will definitely become popular! Really!" Chen Xing smiled, what kind of singing? You are already popular just sitting and telling stories, why do you need to sing?
"I really like this song. Why haven't I heard this treasure I just discovered today?" Chen Xing said.
"It sounds good." Zhou Tong also nodded, recalling the way the audience was quiet when Zhao Lei sang this song. The feeling of freedom really made her yearn for it, but she soon forgot about it. Something happened.
She walked in front of Chen Xing, holding Chen Xing's hand and jumping up and down.
"Ahhhhh~~! So happy, so happy!" Chen Xing was almost dragged away by her. I didn't ask her age, but she seemed to be in her mid-twenties, but now she looked like a child.
You could definitely tell she was happy. The restaurants on this street were packed everywhere. The place Chen Xing was going to had been closed long ago, so now he could only find a random restaurant here to eat.
But no matter how hard you look, it's hard to find a seat. Those who can't squeeze to the front and can only watch the stage from the back have already occupied the restaurant.
I finally found a seat in a Western restaurant. Chen Xing said: "I didn't expect to have to eat Western food when I came back." I met a few Sichuan restaurants before, but Sichuan restaurants are generally cheap, affordable and delicious, and they are places that everyone wants to go to. Chen Xing and the others Naturally, I couldn’t find a seat in the Sichuan restaurant if I arrived slowly.
The Western restaurant is okay, mostly couples come in, and the prices are expensive. Zhou Tong was even more satisfied after knowing that Chen Xing was studying abroad. However, when he thought of what Chen Xing said when he was listening to the song before, Zhou Tong's mood dropped a lot.
She asked Chen Xing if he could be her boyfriend. Chen Xing said no. It's not that she can't do it now that she has a girlfriend, it's that she can't because she can't, which makes her a little hurt.
Fortunately, she is not one of those affectionate and innocent girls. She has been doing live broadcasts for several years. What scene has she never seen?
He quickly put this sudden thought behind him. If he wasn't his boyfriend, then he shouldn't be. Anyway, there were no other women taking advantage of him.
What if there is an opportunity in the future? People in the restaurant were still discussing the performance just now. It is rare for a music festival to invite so many famous singers at one time. This atmosphere made everyone feel hot, so the wine became the one who left the music festival. Favorite thing.
Chen Xing and the others naturally ordered wine. wine. Not a good wine, a 1996 domestic red wine.
But it can still be intoxicating. When I left the restaurant, there were some couples standing on the street outside. They were so intimate that they seemed to be alone, very selfless.
Zhou Tong opened her arms and walked on the curb that was only ten centimeters wide, singing an old song from twenty years ago. Chen Xing followed her with his pocket in his pocket.
"The wind belongs to the sky, I borrowed it to blow~ but it blows, the fireworks of the world, you, who belong to whom I borrowed to enjoy..." Zhou Tong changed a little of the lyrics, feeling a little shy, laughing and running forward a few times Step, turn back and continue singing: "It doesn't matter whether the back is real or the person is fake. You were not you a hundred years ago, and I was not me..." A hundred years of loneliness, Faye Wong's song.
sounds so good. Chen Xing thought. I really have a connection with singing these past two days. Yesterday I went to Zhou Tong's shop because I heard her singing, but today I got dozens of songs. Each song can give Chen Xing a little bit of feeling, or a feeling. A little heartbeat.
Chen Xing said, "It's getting late. Why don't you find a place to rest?" Zhou Tong turned around and looked at Chen Xing.
"Going back to Jiashan?" Chen Xing touched her face and said with a smile, "Are you drunk? What nonsense are you talking about?" The drunk person kissed, and the happy person had no sleep tonight.
......... After a night of exercise, as expected, Chen Xing got up late again the next day. He hadn't stayed in a big hotel in a big city for a long time. After getting up, he opened the curtains and the sun shined through. Seeing such sunshine, Chen Xing knew what time it was without looking at his watch.
The person on the bed shielded his eyes.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Tong felt sore all over and was still very sleepy. They didn't go to bed until almost four o'clock last night.
Chen Xing walked into the bathroom with his upper body naked, planning to take another bath. Zhou Tong looked at him with burning eyes. She seemed to have gained some energy, and she was afraid and looking forward to Chen Xing, but she no longer had the energy to fight another round, so she could only watch Chen Xing walk into the bathroom and close the door in disappointment.
Chen Xing walked out twenty minutes later. It was indeed much more convenient not to have long hair.
"Am I leaving?" Chen Xing said as he packed his things.
"This is the first time I've seen you like this..." Zhou Tong was speechless. What was wrong with him? Was he so unattractive?
That's not right. If I weren't beautiful, I wouldn't have met someone like Chen Xing. Most women would probably be greedy when they see Chen Xing.
Chen Xing leaned over for a kiss and said, "What's wrong with me?"
"nothing."
"I'll see you again when I come to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, be good." He won't be able to stay long after returning to China. When the photography festival draws its prize, he has to go there regardless of whether he wins or not.
After all, he is one of the more than 160 photographers who participated in the election, and he is also a relatively high-profile one. It would be bad not to go.
So, let's shoot more material. Compared to Zhou Tong, Chen Xing's spirit is quite good. Improved endurance, yyds When he first left Xitang, Chen Xing wanted to visit Wuzhen. This place was recommended to Chen Xing by almost every local in the Jiangnan area.
But after what happened yesterday, Chen Xing likes the city of Jiaxing very much. So I also want to visit more other places in Jiaxing.
When a photographer comes to an unfamiliar city, what is the fastest way to get to know it? Of course it has to be street sweeping.
After studying the map for a while, the place he wanted to go to most was the Yuehe Historic District in Jiaxing, which is considered a cultural business card of Jiaxing. I heard that it has antique buildings, water town scenery and night views, but I don’t know how it compares to Xitang. more beautiful.
But as soon as Chen Xing came out and opened the navigation, he was dumbfounded. This place is not far from the urban area of Jiaxing. It takes about 40 to 50 minutes to get there by taxi, and even slower by bus.
He is not in Jiaxing, but in an urban area managed by Jiaxing. It's called Chaocheng. When it comes to street sweeping... is it the same everywhere?
Forget it, there has to be a beginning and an end. Chen Xing asked Zhou Tong on WeChat which route was the fastest to Jiaxing.
Zhou Tong: The fastest way is to take the intercity railway. But you are not traveling. Do you want to take a bus? Take bus 107. You can see many ancient buildings on the road and the scenery is also good.
It's just that they are all scattered and belong to unorganized ancient towns. Chen Xing replied OK. When Chen Xing saw that the station was not far away, he didn't choose to take a taxi and walked all the way there with his camera.
Chaocheng is also very prosperous. There seems to be no particularly poor places in Jiangnan. The developed water network has led to the development of commerce. It is quite profitable to do any small business - Chen Xing heard that the poorer Jiangxi has been excluded from Jiangnan. .
As a native of Sichuan Province, Chen Xing found this news very interesting. But this is probably a joke. Jiangxi is not the west of Jiangnan, but the west side of Jiangnan. How could it be excluded from the Jiangnan area?
Jiangxi is poor, so the brothers in the southwest don't dare to say anything. As soon as Chen Xing arrived at the bus stop, he saw a No. 107 bus coming and quickly voted to get on the bus.
There were not many people in the car, just a few aunts carrying vegetable baskets to buy groceries, and they were already full of groceries.
Chen Xing came to the back of the car and took out his headphones to listen to music. He is prone to motion sickness in this kind of car, so he would feel more comfortable listening to music with his eyes closed.
He really liked Zhao Lei's song "I Remember". Chen Xing was also surprised why he hadn't heard it before. After checking it, he found out that this song was just released this month, and the album was still on sale.
I liked his ballads before, but I like them even more now. Listen to music with your eyes closed. Looking at the passing scenery outside the window, I hummed softly all the way.
He used to like singing very much, otherwise he would not be a top performer in KTV. He even thought that he could sing very well.
Later, when I met the band formed by Zhou Xueyan and the others in Xi'an, I realized that my level was only that of a music lover - but now times have changed, and he now feels more comfortable singing.
The mountains in the distance are looming, and even if they are there, they are relatively low. The fog is billowing in the fields, making it difficult to see the distant scenes clearly.
But the nearby house is very nice. If he were driving by himself, Chen Xing would definitely go down and take some pictures.
Chen Xing listened to Zhao Lei's entire album. I feel like that's the only song that sounds good. The headphones are almost out of power. I didn’t think about charging them when I arrived at the hotel yesterday. I charged my phone before going to bed, otherwise it would be almost the same now.
Chen Xing stretched and looked at the countryside outside the window. What Zhou Tong said is indeed true. You can indeed see a lot of scenery unique to Jiangnan by car.
Chen Xing's expression was relaxed. But it quickly solidified and became serious. He remembered that he got on a bus, not a long-distance bus, and it shouldn't be a long distance from Chaocheng to Jiaxing, right?
Chen Xing has now listened to all the albums and still has time to reflect on them. Chen Xing stood up holding the chair.
There are fewer passengers in the car. Chen Xing asked loudly: "Master, where is this car going?"
"We are going to Huzhou. Did the young man get on the wrong bus?" The driver spoke in Jiangsu and Zhejiang dialects. Chen Xing understood it and felt a little cold. He asked, "Isn't this going to Chaocheng Station?"
"No, you must have gone to the wrong place." Chen Xing sat back with wide eyes. Then he took out his mobile phone and typed: "Okay, you, I believe you are on 107. What's the result?"
"Ah? Really? I forgot." Zhou Tong just got up, holding his mobile phone and laughing - who told you to lift your pants and want to leave, then go, go, if you want to go to Wuzhen, I will let you get closer to Wuzhen , stay far away from me, don’t let me think of you.
"!!" Chen Xing saw that he was about to pass a platform and shouted, "I want to get off."
"Do you want to get off here? It's hard to wait for the bus back." The driver reminded Chen Xing in Mandarin with an accent.
Chen Xing thought about it for a moment, but when he saw 'Chenjiacun' written on the platform outside, he firmly decided to get off the bus now.
If you got on the wrong bus, it would be another fateful arrival. His surname is Chen, and he is now in a place called Chenjiacun.
This is not what fate is. get off! Chen Xing got off the bus with his bag, and the bus left with a puff of smoke and roaring engine.
Well, no smoke. The roads in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are very good, and you generally won’t feel any vibration when driving on them. The road from here into Chenjia Village is also better. Although it is not as good as the main road, it is much better than the rural roads in Sichuan Province. .
After the car drove away, Chen Xing looked around. No one. Desolate and desolate. Suddenly, it was like a road movie, where the protagonist is left halfway by a car for some reason when he arrives at a certain place.
Chen Xing estimated that his desolate appearance was exactly the same as in the movie. He now wants to go back to Chao City, and when the time comes, he will show Zhou Tong what it means to not have the intention to harm others.
Sooner or later you will be punished!
"Alas..." He checked his backpack. There are not many things in his bag. Two sets of clothes for summer, perfume, face cream, etc. are all placed in a small cloth bag, and a very compact hair dryer bought in Paris. For a traveler like Chen Xing, very convenient.
A hair dryer can not only be used to dry your hair, it is also useful when traveling. There are also some miscellaneous daily necessities, which are also placed in a small bag, so they are clear and neat when needed.
The rest are electronic equipment. A laptop, a camera, two lenses, an action camera... So don't ask photographers why they always complain about not having enough lenses. Why don't you take other brands of cameras out with you - will you carry them for me?
With his travel bag and sun hat on his back, Chen Xing walked along the path towards Chenjiacun.
