Shen Qiqi walked briskly to the village's folk culture square, holding a newly drawn poster for the folk culture revival event. The large characters "Masters are among the people, and culture will be passed on forever" on the poster were particularly eye-catching.
She carefully selected the most conspicuous spot in the center of the square, meticulously pasted the poster, and smoothed out the wrinkles at the edges. Her heart was filled with anticipation, as if she had already seen the lively scene of young people enthusiastically signing up for the event.
People were coming and going in the square, pointing at the posters and excitedly discussing the folk activities that were about to begin. The air was filled with anticipation.
Suddenly, a sneer broke the lively and peaceful atmosphere.
Shen Qiqi looked in the direction of the voice and saw Liu Qiang, a young man from the village, standing in front of the poster with a look of disdain on his face.
"What era is this? Who would be interested in these antiques?" Liu Qiang's voice was neither loud nor soft, but loud enough for people around to hear.
With his hands in his pockets, he walked up to Shen Qiqi in a nonchalant manner, "Sister-in-law Qiqi, I'm telling you, don't waste your energy. Who among the young people nowadays still plays these things? We all like pop songs and disco. These old things are already out of date." As he spoke, he exaggeratedly imitated the movements of the old artists, which attracted laughter from the people around him.
The provocative meaning, like a loudspeaker in the center of the square, reached everyone's ears clearly.
Shen Qiqi was not angered by Liu Qiang's ridicule. She took a deep breath and looked at Liu Qiang with a firm gaze. "Qiangzi, you say that folk culture is antique, but have you ever thought that it is these 'antiques' that constitute our unique cultural heritage? Pop songs and disco are good, but can they represent the characteristics of our Lujia Village? We can't blindly pursue trends and forget the precious heritage left by our ancestors." She paused, her tone more determined, "I will definitely continue on this path!"
Liu Qiang wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Shen Qiqi, "Qiangzi, I know you are also doing this for the good of the village, but we may have different understandings of 'good'. Instead of mocking you here, why not join us and contribute to the revival of folk culture." Shen Qiqi stretched out her hand and looked at Liu Qiang sincerely.
Liu Qiang looked at Shen Qiqi's outstretched hand, then glanced at the expectant eyes of the surrounding villagers, and froze in his place for a moment...
Shen Qiqi looked at Liu Qiang, and her outstretched hand seemed a little awkward in the air. The villagers watching the excitement around her gradually quieted down. The noise just now seemed to have been muted, and a hint of awkwardness filled the air.
She could feel that the road to reviving folk culture was more difficult than she had imagined.
Not everyone is like her, full of awe and love for the things of their ancestors. Many people think they are "old-fashioned" and "outdated".
This idea was like a mountain, pressing down on her to the point where she felt suffocated.
The smile on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by a hint of anxiety.
His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes dimmed, like the sky before a rainstorm, gloomy and without a trace of light.
She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh.
The wind in the square made the hair on her forehead a little messy, and also made her heart feel cold.
She put her hand down in frustration, looked down at the ground, and rubbed the soil lightly with her toes, as if she was thinking about something.
The air around her also became depressed along with her mood, as if it was shrouded in a shadow, making people feel a little depressed.
Lu Qing stood silently beside Shen Qiqi. He could feel the anxiety in his wife's heart.
He walked gently to her side, patted her shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "Qiqi, don't be anxious, take your time. I know you want everyone to see the beauty of folk culture, but you can't achieve everything at once." Lu Qing's voice was like a warm current, calming the restlessness in her heart.
Shen Qiqi raised her head and looked at her husband's concerned eyes. A trace of warmth surged in her heart, as if the dry land had finally welcomed the rain.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
Her brain was working rapidly, and suddenly, a bold idea popped up.
"I got it! Since they think old antiques are boring, let's dress them up in new clothes!" A light flashed in Shen Qiqi's eyes, like stars in the dark night, suddenly blooming with light. "Let's organize a folk culture e-sports competition! Turn paper cutting, embroidery, and weaving into game levels. Whoever plays them best will be the 'Folk God'! Then, we can broadcast these games live, so that the whole village, and even the whole county, can see the unique characteristics of our Lujia Village!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a bomb, exploding in the crowd.
Liu Qiang, who had a look of disdain on his face just now, was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen something incredible.
The surrounding villagers also began to whisper. Some thought the idea was novel, while others thought it was unreliable.
But it is undeniable that Shen Qiqi's "sassy operation" successfully aroused everyone's interest.
The atmosphere in the square became lively again, and the previous depression was swept away.
Shen Qiqi excitedly scanned everyone's expressions, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile. She seemed to see the hope of the revival of folk culture and the vibrant side of Lujia Village.
She blinked at Lu Qing, her eyes full of confidence.
"How about it? Isn't this idea awesome?" Shen Qiqi's tone was playful, like a little girl who had succeeded in a prank. Her next move was even more exciting...
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