After two days and two nights on the train, they successfully arrived at their destination. As soon as they got off the train, Gao Shanyue took Chen Luo to the local commune to explain their purpose. When the letter of introduction from the army art troupe was shown, it immediately attracted the attention of the commune leaders.
The director in charge of local cultural publicity took them to the home of the person in the village who was best at performing Huagu Opera. The old man was nearly seventy years old and walked with a trembling gait, but he had his own style. When he heard that Gao Shanyue wanted to create the dance steps and harvest scenes from the Huagu Opera, the old man didn't say anything for a long time.
The leaders of the commune didn’t understand this and went to the village committee office early.
Gao Shanyue was impatient, and seeing this, he could not help but put the gift on the table and said loudly: "Master Hua, just tell me if this will work?!"
Master Hua smiled and looked Gao Shanyue up and down, "Young people are formidable, so I'll take you to try it out?"
Jiang Xiaofei, Liu Tao, Feng Meng and others were all excited. Chen Luo helped the carsick Su Niannian to sit on a rattan chair to rest. She didn't understand why these dancers were so happy about a new dance until the old man called on all six of them to the late rice fields and put a sickle in each of their hands.
Su Niannian was confused: "Master Hua, what does this mean?"
Jiang Xiaofei continued to be confused: "What is this knife for? Waving it around to add to the fun?"
A bold idea came to Liu Tao's mind: "Could it be..."
Master Hua stood in the distance, holding a kettle and smiling kindly.
"In fact, it is not difficult to combine the steps in this flower drum with the busy farming work, but you are not working people, so it is inevitable that you will be a bit imitative. So, after you finish harvesting this acre of late rice field, I will teach you on the spot."
Except for the smiling Gao Shanyue, the others all had numb expressions. They were not from rural areas and most of them were children of wealthy families or working class. They had never been exposed to the heavy farm work of harvesting rice. But they had to admit that Master Hua was right. If they wanted to master this dance, they had to be impeccable in the details.
Harvesting rice is just the first step.
While Jiang Xiaofei and others were struggling, Gao Shanyue had already taken off her coat and threw it on the edge of the field. She picked up the sickle, held it horizontally three inches above the roots of the rice, and with a light pull, she cut the yellow rice and stacked it neatly aside. Her movements were quick and clean, without any delay.
Jiang Xiaofei next to her stared with her eyes wide open, staring at her movements intently. Gao Shanyue snorted coldly, successfully making the latter's face turn red. With her as a pioneer, the others followed suit and started to move.
Jiang Xiaofei saw Su Niannian starting to take off her clothes from the corner of her eye, and her eyebrows jumped immediately: "Wait! Master Hua, can I ask for leave?"
Gao Shanyue glared at her impatiently and said, "If you can't do it, get out!"
"..."
Jiang Xiaofei ignored her and ran to Master Hua, saying sincerely, "Master Hua, I'm not being lazy, but look at our comrade Xiao Su, she came all the way from Ning County by train, she was so dizzy on the way, her face was pale, I'm really afraid she would faint in your late rice field, can you please make it convenient for her to sit with you and rest for a while, okay?"
Gao Shanyue, immersed in anger, was stunned.
She subconsciously glanced at Su Niannian and fell silent.
Master Hua was still smiling: "Okay, I still need someone to take notes, can you write?"
Su Niannian nodded: "Yes."
She took the paper and pen handed to her by the old man and became the most relaxed person in the entire acre of rice field. She only needed to record the key points that Master Hua said and those places where mistakes were easy to make. This was a piece of cake for her, but it was a tough job for Jiang Xiaofei. Because of her righteousness, she became the focus of Master Hua's attention.
The whole afternoon passed and she harvested the most rice. Her foot was almost cut. Fortunately, the pants she was wearing were strong enough and no bleeding occurred.
Master Hua taught according to the situation and also taught them the secret of "Mountain Climbing Steps". After harvesting an acre of rice, they practiced dancing in the threshing ground. Everyone's clothes were completely wet, except Su Niannian.
Liu Tao and Jiang Xiaofei were so tired that they couldn't even lift their hands.
The village party secretary had already arranged accommodation, and Su Niannian was busy making sure it was implemented. As evening approached, listening to the chirping of cicadas, birds and barking of dogs in the distant quiet night, Shen Luo, who had a musical cell, became interested. She decided to climb up to the mountain in the middle of the night to look for inspiration and combine dance and folk art. The three members of the dance team were so tired that they were like dead dogs and could not even get up.
Gao Shanyue and Shen Luo, who had been out for a long time to collect folk songs, had amazing physical strength. They got to work right away, changed their clothes and prepared to go out.
After half a day's rest, Su Niannian had already recovered her energy and spirit. She volunteered to follow the two to the mountain. Regarding the node in that dance, she always felt that there was a better way to handle it. Jiang Xiaofei lay on the kang, holding her arm tightly with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Listen to me, be good, you can't dance!"
Jiang Xiaofei has probably never been so miserable before. All the exposed skin is covered with red scratches and red spots from allergies. Su Niannian can't tell whether this person is really taking care of Gu Zhiye's child or for the future of the dance team. If it is the former, then she is inexplicably unhappy, but Jiang Xiaofei's kindness to her is real.
Su Niannian took a deep breath and said slowly, "Don't worry, I know my limits."
…
The late autumn night was already filled with a chill. Thanks to Jiang Xiaofei's care for Su Niannian, Gao Shanyue actually treated her like a fragile porcelain doll and asked her if she was feeling cold. Chen Luo stared at them with a puzzled look on her face, or rather, at the abnormal Gao Shanyue. The three of them went to the top of the mountain with their own thoughts.
Chen Luo felt the sound of the wind and the birds singing around her, and hummed a melody softly. When she was in high spirits, she said directly: "Shan Yue, come on..."
Gao Shanyue looked helpless, but the next second, she began to dance gracefully in the bright moonlight. Her dancing style was completely different from that of Jiang Xiaofei and others. She was heroic and majestic. The moment she began to dance, the center of the whole world seemed to be in her hands. She had the power of thousands of troops alone. Su Niannian had never seen Gao Shanyue dance before, but she could swear that Gao Shanyue's dancing was no worse than Jiang Xiaofei's.
Perhaps due to her height limitation, she could only show her charm by dancing solo. She perfectly replicated the dance steps taught by Master Hua, and every move she made was shocking...
Shen Luo was not satisfied: "Too stiff, like a man dancing."
"..." Gao Shanyue's movements stopped abruptly, and she said grimly: "Chen Xiaoluo, do you believe that I can be mute with poison?!"
"I should have brought Captain Jiang here earlier. You can't be too stiff when you turned your steps just now. You just can't do that..." Chen Luo always had her own views on beauty. Anyway, she couldn't agree with Gao Shanyue. She caught a glimpse of Su Niannian recording and immediately became interested: "Deputy Captain, why don't you dance? I heard that you were the leader of the water sleeve dance. You must be no worse than Captain Jiang. Give it a try?!"
Try it and you will die!
Su Niannian decisively refused: "No, I have no interest in dancing for the time being."
Chen Luo was visibly disappointed. When she first had doubts about Su Niannian, she had gone to the art troupe to inquire about his glorious deeds, including his photographic memory and fame from one dance. She knew that Su Niannian was a genius, but as to why this genius came to their choreography team, it was unknown. But Su Niannian even refused to give a small demonstration. Chen Luo inexplicably felt that he was hiding something.
Her displeasure was written all over her face, and Gao Shanyue could see it clearly.
The latter rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "Chen Xiaoluo, I am not enough for you to torment? Am I not qualified?! Come on, continue..."
She was about to continue dancing when Su Niannian came forward, grabbed her arm, and led her to rotate from right to left for a short distance, while helping her kick out with her right foot. Su Niannian was breathing heavily, with tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. She held her breath and said, "For this position, you should try the mountain climbing step. It may be smoother. The range of your hands should not be too large."
The two were very close to each other, so close that Gao Shanyue could feel her abnormal breathing and high body temperature. Even someone as proud as Jiang Xiaofei would favor this person. For some unknown reason, Gao Shanyue suddenly spoke.
"Su Niannian, do you have a hidden illness?!"
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