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In the early 1990s, the Guizhou government sent a group of reporters to Shenzhen in the south to cover the reform and opening up. After the reporters returned, they reported in unison that there are two beautiful things in the south: the women on the street are good-looking (all beauties from all over the country go there) ), the TV advertisements in the hotel are good-looking (there are many advertisements, all of which are fashion gadgets that mainlanders have never seen).
really miss the point.
Afterwards, the government mobilized citizens of Yunnan and Guizhou to discuss extensively how to develop Guizhou's economy. Change the face of poverty and backwardness. All of a sudden, public opinion was surging, and the nerve endings of the whole people were beating. Experts from the Academy of Social Sciences spoke freely in various seminars and consultation meetings, professors from the eight major colleges made detailed analysis in class, celebrities in the literary and art circles ridiculed, and media elites collected various topics. The benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom. After all, it is all nonsense.
The only bright spot is that a reporter from "Yungui Economic News" with a little economic savvy and development vision accumulated too many ideas, and finally got the opportunity to publish an article on his page: "How to Turn Yunnan and Guizhou into a Casino City?" ? "
Many people think that it is gossip again, or even deliberately disrupting the situation for the government. But among the people, it has aroused enthusiastic repercussions, and many people agree with it. Even the bus driver raised his head in the TV interview news and said: "Okay, the traffic here is not good, and it seems that there are no resources. The citizens of Yunnan and Guizhou love it. Play mahjong, if that (opening a casino), people from all over the world will come, and the development will be fast!"
When the reporter was very proud, a leader spoke up. He was an ethnic minority cadre. He had a strong accent in Mandarin and liked to use dirty words. The general assembly and the meeting were full of national curses: "Fuck that Li from the Economic News." What is it, you want to turn Yunnan Guizhou into a gambling city, and you want to engage in capitalism?"
With this scolding, Li Sheng couldn't stay in Yungui City anymore, and he behaved disheartened with his tail between his legs. He didn't keep his identity as a reporter. He first did proofreading and other odd jobs, and then he heard that he resigned and went to Shenzhen.
The casino was not completed. In this city, which was originally full of ancient style and poetic flavor, countless dance halls and bars opened in the streets and alleys overnight. Except for a few Wenzhou people, most of the investors were Yan Ruqing's fellow Cantonese. They traveled from Zhanjiang to Yunnan and Guizhou via Guangxi, which was faster than Buyi people coming from Huaxi and Qingyan towns.
Since then, besides playing mahjong, the nighttime hobbies of Yunnan and Guizhou citizens have been going to bars, nightclubs, and dance halls. The art troupes in this city, light music troupe, Guizhou opera troupe, Peking opera troupe and repertory troupe, can no longer survive. Those who can perform, sing and talk have to find another way out. Teahouses, bars, dance halls, nightclubs , is the best place for them to find employment again.
In the small band of the revolving bar on the twenty-ninth floor of the Guizhou Hotel, there was a wrist. It was said that Boss Su had dug it from Chengdu, known as the Southwest Saxophone King.
Boss Su's name is Su Ruilong, a boss from Guangdong. He has been in Yunnan and Guizhou for many years. He communicates with all three religions and nine streams. In addition to the Grand Canyon Beer City and the revolving bar of the Guizhou Hotel, he also has a real estate business.
Boss Su is a person with artistic taste, and it was his first initiative to arrange a band in a local bar.
That wrist, the well-known "Southwest Sak King" in the music world, is of mixed race, his father is Manchu, and his mother is Russian. His tall and handsome image is very eye-catching. In fact, they all went to him.
In fact, the "King of Southwest Sac" that everyone says is Wang Ying, and Boss Su did not poach him from Chengdu.
In people's impression, "Sak King" never interacts with people outside the band, he is a silent, lonely cool guy, no one knows his background. It is said that his mother returned to Russia after giving birth to him, while his father was imprisoned in a northern prison for nearly 20 years, and was only released in the late 1970s, and died soon after. His father's college classmate, a trumpet player, brought him from the north to Sichuan when he was a baby, and taught him to play the violin, clarinet, trumpet and saxophone. His adoptive father is a celebrity in the music industry, and he had various opportunities to perform with troupes all over the country when he was a child. When he was studying at the Sichuan Conservatory of Music, his adoptive father also passed away. After graduating from Chuanyin, he has been wandering in the three southwestern provinces, playing the saxophone for a living.
In the fall of a certain year, the Beijing Song and Dance Troupe came to Guizhou to perform. The band needed a saxophone player. The tall director Cui knew Wang Ying very early and asked him to come and support him. The performances are all open-air, and the sound is vigorous. Apart from a beautiful female singer singing "I'm Not a Bad Boy" which is very popular in this group, the biggest attraction is Li Xuejian, who is the pride of the people of Guizhou. Li Xuejian is not good at speaking, only singing. After "I'm Not a Bad Boy", he came out, holding a mic in one hand and making a fist with the other, singing "Shadow on the Fence" vigorously: "The stars are still the same stars, the moon is still the same moon. The mountain is still the same, the beam is still the same beam"
When the second stanza was sung, Li Xuejian took off his coat and threw it to the center of the field!
The first fall impressed Wang Ying deeply. Those who make music cherish the momentary burst and full of passion most. But then I went to the Guizhou Aluminum Factory, and then went to Li Xuejian’s hometown Kaili. Every performance was exactly the same. Li Xuejian still sang so kindly, and then took off his coat in the second verse and threw it down. Like an obedient kid in the top class of kindergarten Wang Ying was delighted.
The Beijing Evening News reporter Li who accompanied the group is writing a book about Li Xuejian. Reporter Li called his friends in the local media, and a large group of people followed along the way. Guizhou is a mountainous area. The further south you go, the bigger the mountains and the more desolate the land, but this troupe is very popular. The performances are all in some large industrial areas. They are all military factories built in hidden ravines during the Mao Zedong era. Those who support the third line People gathered from time to time, speaking various dialects from all over the country, with various accents. Their lives are hard and boring, so they are excited about the arrival of this cave-walking brigade. After hearing the news, the surrounding farmers also traveled dozens of miles to see it. They all heard Li Xuejian sing "The Star is Still That Star", and they were also deeply moved because he took off his clothes and slammed into the center of the field.
When Li Xuejian is not performing, he is mixed among the peasants. You can hardly tell him apart, and you can't see that he is actually a big name. When a young man asked for an autograph, he did so with a simple and gentle smile, and at other times he did it lazily. Wang Ying's playing skills are amazing, as long as it is his solo, Li Xuejian, who is sluggish, immediately has bright eyes and listens carefully.
When not performing, the troupe is very lively, joking, telling jokes, sharing snacks, and the atmosphere is charming. But Wang Ying has a dull personality. When everyone is playing, he always goes to the side to smoke. This is very similar to Li Xuejian, the quiet Li Xuejian walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and the two smoked a cigarette silently.
That evening in Carey, the staff and some young actors were unloading the stage after the show. Wang Ying cleaned the instrument carefully, put it in the instrument box and fastened it carefully, and stood by the side of the venue to smoke a cigarette alone. A figure flickered in front of him. He squinted his eyes and blew away the smoke rings in one breath. He saw the slender host of the Guizhou Radio Station coming from a distance.
She is Rousang.
Rousang was wearing a sapphire blue velvet tight dress that day, and because it was cold in the evening, she temporarily put on a beige denim jacket. She wore a pair of delicate gold-rimmed glasses on her porcelain-white face, and her chestnut curly hair shone in the evening light.
A strong classical beauty and bookish atmosphere enveloped her, and she came gracefully. Intuitively, Wang Ying felt that she was looking for him.
He put out the cigarette and said, "Hello!"
"Hello!"
Li Xuejian also came over, saw Rousang, thought she was Wang Ying's girlfriend, and hesitated.
Rousang said: "Mr. Li, I haven't had a chance to take a photo with you for so many days. Can I take one now?"
Li Xuejian smiled kindly: "Yes."
The photographers came over, and Rousang, Wang Ying and Li Xuejian took pictures respectively.
After taking the photo, Li Xuejian looked like a rural uncle, looked at Wang Ying, then at Rousang, smiled embarrassedly, and left quickly.
Rousang felt a little apologetic, and called: "Mr. Li—"
Li Xuejian waved at her gently: "Talk, talk!" and walked away.
It is true that Rousang is looking for Wang Ying. She said that she will take the car in the station and go back to Yungui City for a show. If she doesn't tell him about some things, she may miss them again.
Wang Ying smiled politely: "May I ask what's the matter?"
She smiled and said, "You are not from Guizhou."
"I don't know where I am from." Wang Ying's tone was like that of all wanderers.
He was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he changed his serious attitude: "My ancestors lived on the prairie, my grandfather was a child of the Eight Banners, my father was imprisoned in the Northeast, and I wandered in the Southwest."
She smiled: "Who checked your ancestors for eight generations! Seriously, I think you look familiar."
"How can it be?"
Rousang said eagerly: "People change a lot from childhood to adulthood. However, no matter how great the changes are, there are still shadows from childhood."
"What do you mean?" He didn't know what she wanted to say.
She didn't answer, she turned around and looked at the smoky mountains in the distance, squinting her eyes slightly. Her eyes were immediately as hazy as mountains in the setting sun.
He thought for a while and said, "My name is Wang Ying. Can you tell me your name?"
"Don't you know my name?" she asked back.
"I do not know."
"So you didn't recognize me." She turned around.
"I" He was puzzled.
"Perhaps, I misidentified the person."
He wanted to say something, but seeing how she was contemplating, he stopped. He felt uncertain, because he always felt as if he had experienced something, but also as if he had experienced nothing.
After a long time, she said, "Can you play the violin?"
"I used to play the violin, and I started off as a violin learner."
"Have you ever been to Kerry?"
"I went to Guizhou when I was a child, and it seemed to be such a place, but I forgot whether it was here. No, I remember it was in a school, a beautiful elementary school." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)"
"So you didn't recognize me." She turned around.
"I" He was puzzled.
"Perhaps, I misidentified the person."
He wanted to say something, but seeing how she was contemplating, he stopped. He felt uncertain, because he always felt as if he had experienced something, but also as if he had experienced nothing.
After a long time, she said, "Can you play the violin?"
"I used to play the violin, and I started off as a violin learner."
"Have you ever been to Kerry?"
"I went to Guizhou when I was a child, and it seemed to be such a place, but I forgot whether it was here. No, I remember it was in a school, a beautiful elementary school." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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