Journey to the West: I am entertaining in Datang

Therefore, Qin Hao's arrangement is very reasonable, allowing the audience to soothe their emotions is also conducive to the progress of the game.

At this time, a new topic was raised on the forum in the live broadcast room, about Turkic dance.

In the current Three Realms, as long as there is something new, they will make it up endlessly, and sell things along the way.

What a businessman!

"Dear netizens, don't miss it when you pass by, let's talk about the most famous dance on the Turkic Grassland, it has healing effects!"

Below this post, many people replied: "Bragging, dancing can also cure diseases?"

"Really, let's talk about three pennies!"

"Anyway, I don't believe it. If it is said that it can strengthen the body, I believe that dancing can cure diseases. If it is true, I am willing to give the person who posted the post a tael of silver!"

"Ah, let's start betting now? One tael of silver, I want it all!"

"I don't believe it either. How about this? I'll join in the fun too. If it really cures the disease, I'll give the person who posted it a tael of silver!"

"It's so easy to get rich!"

The poster sighed and said:

"The Turkic people are a horseback nation with a long history, rich national culture and a life accompanied by singing and dancing.

The vast majority of Turkic folks have believed in animism and worshiped primitive dance music of many gods since ancient times.

The word Andai, for people living far away from the Turkic grasslands, is mostly known through the Turkic Andai dance performances.

But if you want to know more about Andai dance, it is too thin to only talk about the dance on the stage. You should learn from its ins and outs and its long-term enthusiasm and spread among the people.

In the old days, the grassland people used some rituals to obtain the blessings of the gods in order to achieve a stable life, a high yield of livestock and recovery from diseases.

It is said that the well-known old man Andai Jimiye on the grassland once cured countless young daughter-in-laws who were suffering from depression.

So what is the connection between Andai and Andai Mai, and between Andai Mai and people suffering from depression?

There is a very romantic legend here.

A long time ago, in a place called Guoerluosi, there lived an old man who was widowed in his early years and had only one daughter to depend on him in his later years.

The old man gave his daughter all his love and everything in his poor life.

This daughter is the only hope and sustenance in his life.

It is precisely because of this beautiful, ingenious, singing and dancing daughter who is in her twenties and eighties, that although her life is poor, she is also full of happiness and joy.

One day, this flowery and joyful girl suddenly got a strange disease: she would either not eat or drink.or eat and drink without stopping;

Either you don't talk or laugh for a long time, or there is no end to talking and laughing.

For this reason, the old man was in a hurry to seek doctors and pray to Buddha everywhere, but no one could cure his precious daughter's illness.

Seeing his daughter haggard day by day, the old man was so anxious that he shed tears every day.

At this time, I suddenly heard that in a far away place called Sihong Town, someone could cure this strange disease.

For the sake of his daughter's recovery, whether it is true or not, the old man immediately got into a Lele car with this glimmer of hope, and took his daughter on a long journey to seek medical treatment.

Unexpectedly, after finally arriving, not only did not find a doctor who could treat this disease, but there was no one who knew about this disease.

The helpless old man had no choice but to take his daughter to another country to seek medical treatment.

The old man had worked so hard to drag his daughter, who was in poor condition, to Turkic, when the axle broke suddenly.

In this unaccompanied foreign land, the old man fell into despair.

He circled the cart in pain, looked at his dying daughter, wept and stamped his feet, sang aloud, crying about his misfortune and experience.

The old man's singing gradually attracted people from far and near, and everyone sympathetically followed the old man around the car and sang sadly.

At this time, a miracle happened. The girl who had been unconscious and dying slowly came to life, got out of the car and followed the crowd, singing softly.

I don't know how many times she walked and sang around the car. The girl was so tired that her clothes were drenched with sweat, but her condition suddenly eased a lot.

Since then, the father and daughter settled down in the Turkic people under the advice of the villagers.

Later, this method of circling, singing and dancing to treat diseases was spread to the vast grasslands.

The dancers waved their colorful scarves while stepping to take pictures. Although the whole dance was simple, it was graceful, unrestrained and lyrical.

The Mongolian language that looks like a call sign is inserted into the song as a backup dance from time to time, which adds to the national characteristics of Andai dance.

Amid people's singing and laughter, the rhythm of the dance gradually entered the final cheerful stage.

In particular, the dance added high jumps with both feet, squat down and short steps, and kept shaking the colorful scarves on the head, as if a group of flying butterflies came to the grassland.

Many people sing and dance together, so that people can move their bodies in a happy mood, let go of the old and learn the new, and completely get rid of the entanglement of illness. "

The story about the Turkic dance pushed people's curiosity to a bigger cusp, and they unanimously asked the poster to add a video about this magical dance.

Then, many people gathered together, sang Turkic songs and danced Turkic dances to the brisk music...

(To be continued)

Chapter 1125 The duet is invalid

The popularity on the forum continued to skyrocket. After half an hour, the intermission ended and the audience returned to the theater.

After the silence, the voice of the invisible host sounded:

"This is a classic composition belonging to the nomads. "Swan Goose" let the people of Tang Dynasty hear the beauty of Turkic music.

Moreover, I also believe that "Swan Goose", a Turkic folk song that has been passed down for a long time, will become popular all over the three worlds. "

During the host's introduction, Nijmat stepped onto the stage, and then, the voting began on the spot.

The instructors no longer turned their backs to the stage, just like the contestants, nervously watching the changes in the number of votes on the big screen.

Especially Tang Wang Li Shimin, this is the most powerful player in his team, and he is also pointing at him to challenge for the championship.

The current Three Realms is mainly engaged in entertainment, and Tang Wang's idea of ​​unifying the world is also different from before.

Besides, because of Ashinayan, he wanted to reconcile with the Turks.

This Nirmaiti is a key figure. If he is promoted and reused, the Turkic king will definitely be happy and feel valued.

Therefore, he also hoped that the number of votes for Nijmaiti would be higher.

The whole audience was moved by Hongyan's song, and they all hoped that he would get more votes.

10, 38, 206, ... 402, 478!

The number of votes finally stopped at 478!

There were a total of 478 public judges in the audience, and Nijmaiti got [-] votes!

This is too high!

In other words, only 22 audience members did not vote!

It is estimated that this should be the highest number of votes on the stage of The Voice of the Three Realms!

Because it is really difficult to exceed this height...

Not only is it difficult, it is very, very difficult!

The so-called Taishan Yangzhi, pearls and jade in front!

Nirimat blushed with excitement. He came with the hope of a Turkic king, and he wanted to repay his hometown with good grades.

At this moment, seeing such a high score, he was overjoyed and couldn't believe it.

"Congratulations to Turkic contestant Niri Maiti for winning 478 votes! This is the highest score in the entire competition so far!"

Fog grass!

The audience couldn't help laughing secretly in their hearts. There were only two people in the competition, so it was the highest score!

However, it's all a joke, and now his votes are satisfactory to the vast majority of people.

In the live broadcast room, a barrage suddenly jumped in front of everyone:

"Hahaha! This king said, this kid will definitely live up to expectations!"

The Turkic king was holding his mobile phone, grinning endlessly, and the ministers around him also played barrage:

"Outstanding man! Turkic player is the best, he will definitely win the championship!"

"Yes, under the leadership of the Turkic King, Turkic will get better and better!"

"Turkic is getting stronger and stronger, Yuelai will be better!"

This rainbow fart croaked loudly, which greatly benefited the Turkic king.

The Turkic king turned his mobile phone outside, where the Turkic people were singing and dancing to celebrate the success of Nizmat.

Nijmat did not expect that he could get such a high number of votes!

The corners of his lips were raised high, and the corners of his brows were full of pride, all of which could not conceal his happiness.

Of course he didn't want to hide it.

Amidst the warm applause of the audience, he turned and went down.

A rare smile appeared on Li Shimin's face.

After all, he is a player in his own team, so he has a lot of face!

Queen Wende leaned into his ear quietly: "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Happy together!"

Tang Wang smiled and said a joke.

Next, it is the last contestant in the Tang Wang group.

That is Princess Gaoyang.

The melodious, low-pitched, delicate and moving music sounded, and a woman, wearing a long white dress and a fox mask, walked onto the stage gently.

"I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years. I have practiced for thousands of years and am lonely. Can someone hear me crying in the dead of night, and can someone see me dancing in dimly lit places?"

Just this one sentence brought the audience into a sad and sad atmosphere from the vast and far-reaching just now.

This woman's voice is very distinctive, slightly hoarse, with a touch of sadness in the vicissitudes of life, but also magnetic.

Listening to her songs is like seeing fireworks in the cold night. What makes people recall is not the magnificence and splendor of blooming.

More is the silence and loneliness after disillusionment.

Just like her voice, low and tactful, sorrow is flying like raindrops, sadness is not desolate, and calmness is even more moving.

It seems that the ups and downs along the way, the joys and sorrows have all turned into classic love songs.

"I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years. I have practiced for thousands of years and am alone. In the dead of night, can someone hear me crying, and can someone see me dancing in dimly lit places.

I am a scholar who is drunk in the rivers and lakes alone. I have studied hard for ten years in the cold window for ten years.

When I loved you, you were poor and studying hard, and when I left you, you were in the bridal chamber.

Can I do another dance for you? I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago. Look at the fluttering clothes, and the vows of each other are all turned into nothingness.

Can you dance for me again, just for the time when you look back at your farewell, you listen to the fairy music, but this life can only be wasted. "

Beside her, a man in a gray and white gown with short green hair sang more affectionately.

A kind of tacit understanding flows between the two, and that kind of profound friendship seems to be engraved in the blood!

At first, the audience was curious, who is this man?

Is it the people of Datang?

If yes, why not have long hair?

You know, in the ancient Tang Dynasty, men and women did not cut their hair, but it was easier for men to comb their hair, just tie it up and tie it with a son's scarf.

And women should be crowned with pearls and phoenix hairpins, all of them inserted.

At this moment, the spotlight hit the man's face, and the audience was stunned. This man turned out to be Monk Bianji!

Uh, no, he is no longer dressed as a monk now.

He took off his monk robe and put on the son's long gown; he is no longer bald, but has long hair.