Chapter 159: Powerful Pearl
“No problem,” Shen Tinglan said confidently.
Time is short and critical, there is no other way.
There can be no mistakes in beating the drums, so the male leader stood by and watched the two people practice throughout the whole process.
It wasn't until the third time that he felt a little relieved, but after all, he was just tapping some notes, and he would have to play the big drum later.
He was anxious and sent someone to ask if the drummer who had diarrhea was okay.
If there is really no other way, we can only do as Xiao Shen said and try our best to save the situation.
Today, my head is on the line.
The staff ran back to report that the original drummer's condition was getting worse and worse, and he was bleeding, so he was rushed to the hospital.
The male leader closed his eyes and could only repeatedly warn: "You can't make any mistakes, you must not, understand?"
Shen Tinglan and the other drummer nodded seriously.
I have a sense of mission.
The two men changed their clothes, one in black and one in white, with the words "Jiangcheng" written in capital letters on their chests.
Shen Tinglan was wearing black, and her hairstyle was quickly removed by the makeup artist. She was tied up in a simple ponytail, looking fresh and capable.
Her hosting schedule was also urgently adjusted and everything was ready.
The dragon boat race begins.
At first, no one noticed anything unusual, until Shen Tinglan in black walked steadily to the big drum and stood still.
There was a small commotion in the venue.
The big leader sitting firmly in the guest seats had a flickering look in his eyes. Why would he let her play the drums?
what happen?
He immediately called Secretary Chen to the backstage to inquire about the situation.
On the shore dam, she and the drummer opposite looked at each other and nodded to each other.
At the same time, he raised his right hand, turned his wrist quickly, and made a simple stick-twisting feint.
Next second.
"Boom..." The drum sounded loudly.
The clean and crisp drum beats penetrated both sides of the Xijiang Bridge.
Suddenly, waves of screams erupted from the crowd, each one higher than the last.
“Boom…boom…boom…”
The opening drum performance uses the climax of "The General's March".
Chen Tinglan's power in swinging the drum exploded, the muscles in his arms bulged and expanded, his legs were steady and firm, his qi sank into his dantian, and his waist swayed vigorously, opening and closing with the rhythm.
The music, accompanied by the sound of drums, is like an army of thousands, with the power to overwhelm mountains and rivers.
The atmosphere in the venue reached its peak.
Shen Tinglan was excited, she had found her own track.
The blood in his body was boiling, and the sound of the drum was in perfect harmony with the drummer on the opposite side.
There was constant cheering inside and outside the stadium.
The big boss had stood up from his seat, his dark eyes gazing deeply at the passionate young woman on the field. Her ponytail swaying in the wind carried momentum and power.
It was the first time he saw gentleness and strength blended so perfectly in a woman.
That's his little woman.
Her chest cavity was beating like a drum with the sound of her beating, deafening.
Most of the applause and screams outside the venue were for her, and the glory belonged to her.
Admiration and love surged in Lin Zhizhou's dark eyes.
She...
Why does she need him to pave the way for her? She herself is the way.
Shen Jianan and Lin Zhiqiu were also so excited that they almost climbed out from under the fence and onto the stage.
He kept shouting, "Listen to the Lan, listen to the Lan. Goddess, Goddess."
Another one shouted, "Sister, sister, that's my sister, damn, my sister is so fucking awesome."
The two men almost shook the railing apart with such force.
The police officer in charge of maintaining order in the inner field came over to stop the two men.
At first glance, it was an acquaintance.
Shen Jianan was so excited that he pulled the person over and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Yu, Brother Yu, look at my sister, she's really awesome, she's so fucking proud, she's amazing."
Of course Jiang Yu knew it. He knew it since Chen Tinglan hosted the opening ceremony.
She has always been so outstanding, confident and sunny.
It's hard not to be drawn in.
Jiang Yu sighed inwardly, "Go back and sit down quickly. There are so many leaders around here, you two should be more reserved."
Lin Zhiqiu put away the phone that recorded the video and asked Shen Jianan to sit back.
Xiao Qing, who was sitting in her seat, looked at the stage, with a hint of admiration in her long round eyes.
Shen Jianan's sister seems to be very special. No wonder Secretary Lin loves her so much and has remained a virgin for her for many years.
Such an outstanding person is really worth it.
The person who was admired by many people had finished beating the drum at this time. In just one minute, he had consumed a lot of physical energy, and Shen Tinglan's face was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Aunt Ge came over quickly with her bag on her back, a big smile on her face, "Tinglan, you are such a good boy. Come, have some water."
"Thank you, Aunt Ge."
Aunt Ge took a small fan and blew it towards Shen Tinglan.
The live broadcast of the Dragon Boat Festival went viral because of Shen Tinglan's drumming. We were worried that the effect would be bad because it was an accident.
I never thought that Jiangcheng would become a hot topic again.
It was totally unexpected.
When the male leader came over, he no longer had the murderous look on his face. When he saw Xiao Shen, he looked like he saw a lucky doll.
Unexpectedly, one crisis comes after another.
The staff reported that the drummer originally in charge of the dragon boat of the migrant workers was the one with diarrhea. The migrant workers were originally prepared spontaneously by the society and there was no drummer, so the government provided them.
The competition is about to begin, but without a drummer, there will be no morale, and rowing should be integrated with the rhythm of the drummer.
Wouldn't that mean they were directly behind? It was impossible for that team to forfeit directly.
The crew members practiced so hard just for today's fun.
Such a big mess.
The male leader's expression was complicated and difficult to deal with.
"I should be able to do it." Shen Tinglan, who was sitting, suddenly spoke.
The male leader hesitated: "This?"
Shen Tinglan stood up and said: “The drum on the boat is much smaller, it does not require physical effort, there is no problem at all.”
The male leader cried out: "Xiao Shen, you are really my lucky star, Jiangcheng's lucky star, this Dragon Boat Festival must credit you for this."
Just as Shen Tinglan was about to leave, she met Secretary Chen who came to inquire about the matter. She told him the whole story.
Secretary Chen received the news and went back to report.
The game was delayed for five minutes, but the enthusiasm remained undiminished and no one noticed.
Shen Tinglan puffed out his chest and head and boarded the dragon boat of the migrant workers.
The crew members were making preparations for the race and checking the oars. They all had dark skin and strong muscles.
When everyone saw that the drummer was the young girl who had played the drums before, their expressions varied.
Chen Tinglan tapped the drumsticks in his hand and said in a clear and deep voice: "I am your drummer, Chen Tinglan. We will fight side by side today and win the championship."
She roared, and the crew's morale was boosted, and they immediately forgot that she was a female drummer.
Everyone laughed and agreed loudly.
The host spoke on the shore and the salute was ready.
All dragon boat crew members held their oars and got into position.
Shen Tinglan spread his legs, stood firmly in a horse stance, lowered his head, held his breath and concentrated.
"Bang……"
“Boom…”
As the salute sounded, more than a dozen drum beats fell without a single error.
Shen Tinglan had never been so heroic as she was now, the ups and downs of the drum beat out steadily from her hands.
She shouted with great ambition and passion: "Old people, stand up!"
Hey...hey...hi yo...
She was answered by the unified roar of the boatmen rowing.
Everyone is putting in their best efforts.
The race starts from the downstream of Xijiang Bridge and ends at the bank where the opening is held.
Therefore, the entire competition process can only be watched through live broadcast.
There were crowds of people on both sides of the Xijiang Bridge.
The sonorous and powerful drum beats flowed out quickly and rhythmically from her strong arms, and the crew members' muscular arms advanced bravely to the beat of the drums.
Shen Tinglan didn't feel tired, but extremely excited. The cameraman in charge of recording put the camera in her face many times.
Big beads of sweat rolled down the woman's forehead and dripped into her collar.
All the loose hair was wet and stuck to the forehead.
His eyes were clear and resolute, his cheeks were smiling, and beads of sweat would slide from between his brows into his eyelids from time to time. As his body lowered its arch and swayed, the sweat beads flew out in a chaotic manner, refreshing and decisive.
Lin Zhizhou's hand fell on the armrest of the chair, tapping it gently. Wen Chen's eyes fell on the close-up of the little woman on the big screen on the stage.
Beneath the heroic face lies an extraordinary spirit, and the tough eyes looking forward are clear, gentle but sharp, resolute and decisive.
The leader's eyes were filled with warmth. His pearl should be so dazzling.
He recalled their first meeting, an encounter she said she orchestrated.
Lin Zhizhou thought, maybe she didn't need to design anything, he would fall in love with her at first sight whenever he met her.
Her purity, tenacity, sunshine, confidence and softness were all the shining points that attracted him.
She seems gentle and casual, but in fact she is strong at heart.
At this time, the screen was dominated by the three words "Chen Tinglan or Sanda Xishi", which echoed with the loud cheers from inside and outside the field.
Father Shen, who was sitting in the back seat, had tears in his eyes. His precious daughter was so strong and tough.
The boatman's resounding roar approached the end.
The distance between the five or six dragon boats was about the same.
Chen Tinglan judged the situation and decided to fight for second place if not first place.
She wiped the sweat off her face, struck the drums hard with her arms, and the beating of the drums suddenly became heavier and faster.
A deep and calm voice shouted: "Older ones, make the final sprint, keep up the pace, and rise up!"
The boatman had no time to think, because the little girl was so confident that she was not fighting for the steamed buns but for her dignity.
Suddenly, they shouted the slogan in unison: "Stand up!"
The deep and rough sound shook the Xijiang Bridge, penetrated the crowd, and echoed on both sides of the bridge.
The crowd erupted in cheers and shouts of the same slogan.
"Stand up..."
"Stand up..."
"Stand up..."
It is a battle cry unique to Sichuan people, and the scene is so exciting that it is difficult to control.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..." In the final attack, Shen Tinglan's arms had no gaps left and he struck alternately.
Accompanied by the crew's rapid breathing of "Hey...Hey...Hey".
Until the last loud drum sound "boom..." the echo was long and shocking.
The fiery red dragon boat rushed across the finish line with unstoppable force.
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