Su Yin nodded, she looked at her father's tombstone, and finally just talked about her recent situation.
"Dad, I recently participated in a competition where singers from all over the world competed on the same stage."
"If you were here, you would definitely be very happy. I still remember you always telling me that if folk music could be on the international stage, it would definitely shine."
"Now I have a lot of fans abroad. They all like me very much, and because of this, they have also fallen in love with Chinese culture. I am very touched to be able to do this."
"Finally, we're going to the finals. I still really hope to win the championship."
At this point, Su Yin would no longer say things like competition comes second and friendship comes first.
We've reached the finals, who doesn't want to win the championship?
If they can maintain their first place position all the way to the finals, they will truly create a record that will never be broken.
After the photographers finished taking the photos, they didn't know what to say for a moment.
In fact, Su Yin was smiling the whole time and her tone was very relaxed, as if she was chatting with her father.
But as outsiders, they only felt deeply moved.
"Then let's end today's recording here!"
For them, if this video clip were used as the ending of Su Yin's special performance, it would be quite meaningful.
A young girl, with her father's dream of going global and promoting Chinese culture, is finally making a push towards becoming a world champion.
This is an inspiring and encouraging story.
After several photographers returned home, they all sent WeChat messages.
This time, the photographers who were responsible for the four members of the Moonlight Girls group also created a group chat with each other.
In this group, they would ask each other every day if anything interesting happened during the recording that day.
"What's going on over there? Teacher Su's segment here is so touching. I think it's going to be the most popular segment after it airs!"
At this time, the photographer in charge of Tang Yue was dissatisfied:
"Our Tangtang is also very interesting! The snow scene in Northeast China is really beautiful. When it is broadcast, it will definitely attract the most attention!"
"Come on! Speaking of recordings, if you haven't watched Ruirui's, that's such a shame. I guarantee you'll laugh until you can't breathe! Here, there's no sentimentality, only comedy!"
When the group of people saw this, they all looked curious.
After all, people all over the country know about Wang Xingrui's family conditions.
Logically speaking, her chapters are the easiest to make touching.
But it turned out to be funny, which was a bit unexpected.
Zhou Yiyang was sitting alone in the room at this moment, with a glass of red wine at his side, elegantly looking at the day's footage sent by the photographers.
When he saw the part about Wang Xingrui, Zhou Yiyang sprayed wine all over the screen.
How should I put it, this style of painting is totally out of tune with others.
But to be honest, Zhou Yiyang really likes this video.
In fact, he was quite worried that this topic would make many people involuntarily lean towards sensationalism and extremes.
Although this is the contestants' freedom, when everyone has the same style, the audience will feel aesthetic fatigue.
Fortunately, Wang Xingrui's recording this time went to the other extreme.
Wang Xingrui woke up early in the morning to the sound of firecrackers outside.
She washed her face with water in a daze, then opened the door and walked into the living room.
His father and mother were gone, leaving only Wang Junjun on the sofa, eating melon seeds.
She glanced at her brother and asked softly:
"What's going on with these firecrackers? Aren't they meant for me?"
Wang Junjun nodded: "Sister, you will know when you go out. How should I put it, be mentally prepared."
"Mental preparation?" Wang Xingrui raised her eyebrows, feeling a little uneasy after hearing Wang Junjun's words.
But she still combed her hair and dressed up beautifully before going out.
But when she opened the door, Wang Xingrui regretted it.
She suddenly felt that she shouldn't dress up so carefully, as it would be completely in vain if she came out like this.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw all the villagers wearing bright red clothes, standing at the door with happy faces.
For a moment, Wang Xingrui almost thought she was getting married.
Immediately afterwards, several children standing on both sides of her sprinkled ribbons and gold powder directly on Wang Xingrui's head.
To be honest, compared to the opening of champagne at various elegant events, Wang Xingrui thinks these colorful ribbons are quite beautiful.
It was just too sudden. She stood there in a daze, looking at the countless pairs of eyes looking at her. Wang Xingrui realized that she should say something at this moment.
"Um..." Wang Xingrui paused and said, "Everyone..."
Who knew someone in the crowd suddenly shouted:
"Music starts!"
The next second, the village’s own band began their performance.
The gongs and drums were loud and the suonas were playing. Compared with Ye Kongjing and the others, this kind of folk music seemed not up to par and even sounded a bit messy, but it was really lively.
The children were all laughing. They probably didn't know why they were doing this today, but they felt a sense of joy as if it was the New Year.
Wang Xingrui was quickly infected by this atmosphere.
Yes, she went home, back to the place where she was born and raised.
Here, it was naturally impossible for her to have a long conversation with the villagers and talk about some high-level topics.
There wouldn’t be any high-end and classy activities like Brother Wang Xingrui’s.
The villagers used their understanding and years of life experience to organize a unique welcome ceremony for Wang Xingrui.
But Wang Xingrui likes it very much.
She found that she was less and less inferior to others because of her background.
Just like fallen leaves returning to their roots, she only feels at ease when her feet step on this land.
"Sister, this is actually quite interesting, right?" Wang Junjun scratched his head, which was also covered with gold powder.
"Yeah," Wang Xingrui clapped her hands and walked into the crowd: "Does everyone dance normally?"
The leading lady said with a smile:
"Of course! Our Big Goose Dance Troupe won an award in the county!"
"Okay," Wang Xingrui walked directly to a group of middle-aged women in their forties and fifties. They also very considerately formed a circle around her and said, "Then let's dance together! But I need you to teach me!"
When Zhou Yiyang saw this, he laughed so hard that tears almost came out.
This group of people's dance does not require much technical skills, they just move their hands and twist their bodies.
But the natural, outgoing smiles on their faces are extremely contagious.
Is it rustic?
Maybe a little, but Zhou Yiyang quite likes it.
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