Sanjie, a folk legend in Zhuang Township, has been recorded in many documents about her and songs since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and there are more legendary stories and songs passed down by word of mouth among villagers.

Although the legends are different, all legends have one thing in common, that is, Liu Sanjie is a very good singer in Zhuang Township. For thousands of years, the people of Zhuang Township have regarded the symbol of folk songs, and many places have circulated such a folk proverb: "Now that the Zhuang Township Song is in the sea, it is passed down by the third sister in person."

Every March 3, people from all over Zhuang Township will gather in their own places to hold song festivals to commemorate this beautiful woman with the name of "Singing Fairy". With the changes of the times, the originally simple song festival has gradually evolved into a grand event that the whole people participate, and is known as the "Zhuang Carnival".

In the singing festival, in addition to traditional songs, various activities are also emerging one after another, which is dazzling. Grab fireworks, throw bamboo balls, dance lions, sing strong operas, play movies,... and some places even take advantage of the powerful agglomeration effect of singing festivals to carry out various trade negotiation activities, with the attitude of "cultural setting and economic playing".

Although the song market in Rongshu Village is not a large song market, although the sparrows are small and have all the internal organs, there will still be any projects that should be found. The tradition formed over the years has made the song market in Rongshu Village the most famous song market in the nearby area of ​​Pepsi, and Lao Chen and others will not take it lightly.

As early as after the Spring Festival, Lao Chen had already started organizing literary and artistic activists in the village and began to carry out training based on their respective specialties in order to run the annual singing festival.

"Xiao Cen, have dinner together tonight. After that, let's see the preparations of each team." After the venue was arranged, Old Chen called Cen Jiahua, who was about to rush to the reservoir, and said.

"What teams are they?" Cen Jiahua, who was originally very interested in music festivals, was not in a hurry to rush back when he heard Old Chen say this.

"The main thing is the rehearsal of the mountain singing team and the lion dance team. By the way, let you see the performance of Jianguo, the kid." Old Chen pointed to 6 Jianguo, who was carrying a wooden rack with a few people.

"Jianguo also has a performance? He just told me that he would be busy with the music festival in the past two days, and did not tell the specific situation." Cen Jiahua smiled and said, "I thought he was just trying to find a satisfactory girl in the music festival."

"Probably this kid is embarrassed to tell you, afraid that you will laugh at him." Old Chen shook his head and continued, "This is how the children in rural areas are. They lack self-confidence."

"Since that's the case, I have to take a good look at it at night. To be honest, I have never had a close contact with lion dancers."

At that moment, Old Chen called the village officials and villagers back to his home and started having dinner. Because there was still some place to go to the evening. Therefore, there was little room at the dinner and didn’t drink much wine. It was just that everyone was interested in the opening venue.

This made Cen Jiahua feel amazing. After all, these men have always been at the table and they can't help but fight for wine. Today, they can resist drinking for the rehearsal of the song and festival.

That night, Cen Jiahua followed Comrade Chen and watched the simple rehearsal of the mountain singing team and the lion dance team. Then she felt that the people were really crouching tigers and hidden dragons. It really responded to the saying that people should not behave like appearances!

The rehearsal location is in the cinema near Lao Chen’s house. It is more than 1 meter away from Lao Chen’s house.

Cinema, yes, it's really a cinema!

In the past, Cen Jiahua didn't know that there was a cinema in the village. He only knew about it by chance when he heard Chen Yang mention it.

Although Rongshu Village is just a village, nearly 4,000 people gather in a small area, which can basically be regarded as a small town. Therefore, it is not surprising to have a small cinema.

Chen Yang told Cen Jiahua that in the past, when TV was not popular, the cinema was the most lively place in the village at night. Every Tuesday, Thursday and weekend, there were movies, even people from nearby villages would come to watch movies. (I missed the experience of watching movies in the cinema in the village when I was a child, and now I can’t find that kind of happiness anymore.)

With the popularity of TV and DVD players, cinemas inevitably fell into loneliness. Now it has become a venue for village meetings or literary performances in the village. Because no one watches movies anymore, the village committee built a new village office building in the small square in front of the cinema. With the surrounding civil construction, the once majestic cinema has been hidden by tall buildings and can no longer be seen from outside.

After passing through the long gatehouse and climbing the steps paved with gravel cement, Cen Jiahua followed Lao Chen into the cinema. Because Lao Chen and others were anxious to go in and arrange the rehearsal, Cen Jiahua was left alone and walked slowly behind.

After entering the cinema gate, a few big red words "Serve the people" were painted on the wall that came towards me. Due to the destruction of time, a lot of mud embryos on the wall have fallen off, and the few big words seem a little incomplete.

Although it is just a wall separated from the office building in front, Cen Jiahua clearly feels that it is just two completely separated worlds, old and brand new in an instant

Transformation. The old cinema that carries decades of memories has fulfilled its mission with the changing times and withdrawn from the stage of history, but is still waving the heat for people.

Perhaps this is a characteristic that people and things that have come through that era have adhered to. Cen Jiahua also felt this kind of atmosphere in his grandfather, which is a kind of spiritual imprint unique to that era.

On both sides of the gate, there is a corridor of about ten meters. When Cen Jiahua walked into it, he immediately felt a stale breath coming to his face. It can be seen that this ancient building has been abandoned for a long time. The dim lights are swaying, shining on the mottled walls, shaking a bizarre picture, as if telling the glory and splendor of this building once.

Because people are not often cleaned on the ground, the accumulated dust becomes a sticky layer under the influence of moisture. When the shoes are stepped on, they are like stepping on glue, making the soles of their feet numb.

The long corridor was lonely and silent, only Cen Jiahua's own footsteps were recalling. If it weren't for the sound of people talking faintly from afar, Cen Jiahua even walked into a terrifying scene.

If a person who is good at association, he will inevitably think that the blood is flowing under his feet, and the sound of wind squirting in from the windows on the high courtyard wall turns into the cry of the unjust soul.

Fortunately, Cen Jiahua did not expect these terrifying things, but soon passed through the corridor and came to the corner, and saw the brilliant lights on the stage.

Of course, the rural cinema cannot be compared with the city. The simplicity of the equipment is conceivable. The rows of cement steps about 5 or 6 meters below the long gentle slope are seats. As for other facilities, because there are only lights near the stage, Cen Jiahua didn't see it very clearly, and it wouldn't be very good.

When he arrived at the side of the stage, Cen Jiahua was already busy, and no one could care about saying hello to him. He was happy to watch the rehearsal quietly in a corner.

The lion dance team was rehearsed first. When Cen Jiahua saw that 6 Jianguo had put on a bright yellow training uniform, the young man seemed to be more energetic. 6 Jianguo, who was a little thin, danced the lion's head, and a burly man squatted behind and danced the lion's tail.

Who could tell that the originally reserved 6 Jianguo, after putting on the lion's head, became alive and alive as if he had changed his body. Seeing them flickering on the bench on the stage, like a living lion, Cen Jiahua's eyes wide open. These lion dancers are usually farmers in the village. After training in the slack farming time, they have developed such skills.

Of course, the rehearsal is just to check the tacit understanding between the two lion dancers in each lion. Because of the relationship between time and venue, many stunts and techniques will not be displayed on the stage. The most important part should be left to the next day's performance.

After the lion dance, it will be the rehearsal of the folk songs. This is the highlight of tomorrow's song festival, and it is naturally highly valued by all village officials.

When the mountain singing team in full costume came out from behind the scenes, Cen Jiahua's chin was almost about to fall on the ground.

Isn’t the person standing in the fifth row the old employee of the farm, Uncle Wang San? Although he was wearing traditional Zhuang costumes with navy blue, a black headscarf on his head, and even a little light makeup on his face, Cen Jiahua still recognized him at a glance.

Before entering the cinema, Cen Jiahua also speculated that he would see an acquaintance in the mountain song team. From Wu Fang to Li Shun, and even Lao Chen had thought of it, but he never thought that Uncle Wang San would be one of them.

The originally dull and taciturn Uncle Wang San's feeling of ease in the folk songs really surprised Cen Jiahua. If he had a dress, his high-pitched singing and emotional singing were still intoxicated by Cen Jiahua even without any instrumental accompaniment.

Afterwards, Cen Jiahua learned from Lao Chen that Uncle Wang San is a civilized singer from far and wide, and there are not many people who can beat him. Don’t look at him being taciturn, but when it comes to singing, he immediately becomes as if he has changed his mind and becomes overwhelming.

Because of the tone, Cen Jiahua couldn't quite understand the meaning of the lyrics, but she could still hear the love for life, yearning for a better future, and blessings in the folk songs. Perhaps the original singing at CCTV Youth Song Competition is in this form, right? Using the most sincere feelings to express inner emotions and praise people, this is the true nature of rural spiritual civilization construction.

If it weren't for the performances of Uncle Wang San and 6 Jianguo at the rehearsal venue, Cen Jiahua wouldn't know that the employees under her command had such abilities. It seems that she really didn't care enough about the employees.

The rehearsal at night were just a surprise, and I couldn't fully appreciate the charm of it. Cen Jiahua had to focus on the performance the next day, which made him look forward to the singing festival a little more.

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