Chapter 72 "The Love Song of the West Sea" (Additional update for the helmsman, Ma Kunlun 12)

In this round of four-player PK match, the players will appear in order according to the order of each division, northwest, southeast, northwest.

Therefore, Ma Xiaoshu, who was the first to bear the brunt, was called onto the stage.

Ma Xiaoshu, wearing a T-shirt from the Grain and Rice Farm, ran up to the stage in high spirits, hurrying up and having a barbecue after the competition. Oh, yes, I haven’t invited Teacher He yet. He is busy with work and just came here this afternoon.

He Jiyong smiled and said: "Xiaoshu is still in high spirits after not seeing you for a week. As the first contestant to perform on stage today, are you nervous?"

Ma Xiaoshu: "Nervous, very nervous. After all, it's a breakout competition... so what, don't leave in a hurry after the competition. We got a cow and will have a barbecue dinner together in the evening."

He Jiyong was stunned: "Are you so nervous that you want to eat a cow? Why are you treating me so suddenly?"

Ma Xiaoshu looked a little shy: "Hey hey hey... isn't this a shining moment? After receiving the job, Gou Jian bought a cow as soon as he was excited."

He Jiyong laughed helplessly: "It can be seen that there is no word nervous in the dictionary of our little friend Ma Xiaoshu. You were just perfunctory with us. I am just waiting to eat your barbecue. But let's get back to business."

, are you still bringing original songs today?”

"yes!"

"A few days ago, I saw a hot search for you on the Internet, calling Ma Xiaoshu holding back her songs."

"I didn't find inspiration at first."

"Then what happened next?"

"Later on, I video chatted with Teacher Jackdaw every day, and he really liked chatting with me."

"Ahahahaha...cough, I mean, is your relationship really that good?"

"Of course!"

"So, this song was also inspired by jackdaws?"

"That's not true. The original melody "honk" was inspired by him. Then I wandered around the B&B area... Oh no, when I was doing some collecting, I saw some B&Bs had message walls, all written by tourists.

.One of them struck me, and I created this song today.”

"Okay, what's the name of this song? I remember that the key word you drew last time was promise."

"Yes, this song is called "Love Song of the West Sea"."

He Jiyong nodded: "Qinghai Lake was called the West Sea in ancient times. Ma Xiaoshu's "Love Song of the West Sea" must be related to this! Does Ma Xiaoshu himself have anything to say about this creation?"

Ma Xiaoshu suddenly became excited: "What I want to say is that this song is the one I am most satisfied with so far! Quite satisfied!"

"Why?"

"Because, I think it's suitable for playing on the speakers of rural motorcycles."

"Well...your pursuit is really unique."

In the audience, Hao Shengyin had already begun to roll his eyes, a song played on a motorcycle in a rural area? How tacky is that?

Bai Xiaobao, however, had a smile and a calm demeanor. He had personally guided Ma Xiaoshu to sing this song and knew the standard of the song.

Ma Xiaoshu was very pleased with himself: "I will also modify the motorcycle I saved to have a stereo..."

He Jiyong quickly reminded: "Hey! You're almost done. It's illegal to modify a vehicle without permission."

"Don't let anyone know..."

"Shh!"

"Why are you shushing? Oh, it's live broadcast. Sorry, I'm just talking. How can I modify a motorcycle? Absolutely not!"

"Pfft, I'm quitting, you should still sing."

As his name suggests, He Jiyong retreated bravely from the rapids and stepped down gracefully.

Ma Xiaoshu: "Thank you..."

Audience: "Non-fried healthy noodles, the five-grain rice field warms your stomach and your heart!"

Ma Xiaoshu was quite satisfied: "Special thanks..."

Audience: "Teacher Jackdaw! Hahaha..."

Ma Xiaoshu said: "I also want to thank someone. I don't know who she is. I only know that there is the character Ying in her name. I found the message she wrote to Yong on the message wall of the B&B, and then I learned from the local herdsmen.

I learned their stories from my mouth, so... I came up with this song. No matter where you are, this song is for you!"

No matter where you are, this song is for you?

Isn't it a bad sentence?

Some people even think that Ma Xiaoshu is being mysterious.

Thousands of miles away, in a cramped rental house in a southern city, a young girl who was eating fried rice noodles was stunned for a moment, turned off her mobile phone and looked up at the old and shabby small TV.

What program is this? Who is this person? Who is he talking about?

She had just returned from overtime work and turned on the TV to eat. The busy work during the day was her anesthetic. The noise from the TV at night was her magic weapon to block her thoughts. As long as the TV sound was amplified, she would stop thinking about things.

However, there was something special today. Her heart started to beat, and the plastic lunch box in her hand was also beating.

She turned her head and looked at the small teapot containing only soil beside the bed.

It can't be such a coincidence.

No.

On the TV, the prelude began to sound, melodious and slightly sad, especially the sound of the morinouqin embedded in it, which made people's hearts throb.

Since you left, I have lost my tenderness.

Waiting on this snowy mountain road is long

Listen to the howling of the cold wind

I can't see it at a glance, the wind is cutting my face like a knife

Can't wait for the blue sky of the West Sea

Silently talking about the vast plateau

…

Whoosh!

The girl's tears fell down and fell into the cold fried rice noodles.

At this moment, the dazzling stage by Qinghai Lake on the TV was blurred. Behind the stage, the distant snowy mountains seemed to come alive and ran towards her.

She seemed to see the bright smile on his dark and cracked face, shining brighter than the sun on the plateau.

He said: "I found a beautiful plant over there at the observation station. It blooms small and light flowers. Its delicate body always lies in the crevices of the rocks to avoid the wind and rain. Next time, I will compile the information and give it to you.

You brought this beautiful flower."

That year, she and he were still in college, and they walked into the beautiful and extremely barren Hoh Xil together.

She went to a Tibetan antelope observation station in a non-freezing spring with a relatively large number of people and a slightly better environment, while he went to the Tuotuo River observation station with the most difficult conditions.

Beneath the majestic snow-capped mountains lies the vast Gobi Desert. Hoh Xil is known as the "forbidden zone of life" due to the high cold and lack of oxygen.

The Tuotuo River Observation Station where he is located has only one tent, and the cold seems to penetrate into the bone marrow. The lowest temperature there can reach minus 40 degrees Celsius. He works and lives under such difficult conditions. However, every time he goes to where she is

When the observation station compiled the reports, he only told her anecdotes about his time in Hoh Xil, but never mentioned a word of bitterness.

Once when he came to the Freezing Spring Observation Station to compile reports, he told her that he had discovered a beautiful plant.

Every day, she looks forward to the day when he comes to collect information for the last time, because they will soon complete this volunteer work and can hand over the work to the next batch of volunteers. Then, they can both return to their schools and return to their hometown.

A warm southern city.

that morning.

But she suddenly found that three cars drove up at the same time, and many leaders got out of the cars, but he was not the only one. The leaders surrounded her with concern, shook hands with her and greeted her softly. She was so confused that she didn't know.

At a loss, I just feel like the world is spinning...

The leader took out all his belongings, including a dental vat with a small flower planted on it.

Remember you promised me

You won't let me miss you

But you followed the migratory birds returning south and flew so far

Love is like a kite with its string broken

I can't keep the promise you made

I'm waiting for the warm spring on the top of the snow-capped mountains

Lone geese waiting to return after the plateau ice and snow melt

Love can no longer be sustained

We can't go back to our past
Chapter completed!