Chapter 577 "White Fox" The Fox Spirit

As long as the copywriting is good, there is no scenic spot that cannot be popular.

A good poem has the charm of transcending time. It transcends the scenic spot itself and fascinates countless people.

Li Bai, the first tour guide in ancient times, is the strongest king on the road of tour guide.

There is no scenic spot in the world. Wherever he writes a poem, it is the most famous scenic spot.

Not only great poets like Li Bai, but also Wang Bo, Fan Zhongyan and others have this magical power of turning stones into gold.

Among these famous poets, there is a very inconspicuous person, his name is Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji, whose birth and death years are unknown, was from Xiangyang, Hubei. He left more than 40 poems in his life, most of which are not famous, but only one, which is famous for thousands of years.

A group of people sat on the boat, and Xiao Sa asked a question, "Have you heard of this poem?"

Zhao Lei looked up at the sky and said in a rhythmic way: "The moon falls, the crows cry, and the frost fills the sky."

After reading a sentence, he looked at Xu Nuo and motioned him to continue.

"The maple trees on the river and the fishing fires face the sad sleep." Xu Nuo looked at Lin Wanqing.

Everyone started playing a poem chain.

Yuan Haoxuan's face changed.

Lin Wanqing said, "Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City."

Everyone looked at Yuan Haoxuan, and Yuan Haoxuan took out his mobile phone, "Hello? I'm filming a show."

"Yeah, yes, let's talk about it later."

After a few words, Yuan Haoxuan hung up the phone, "Um, what did you say just now?"

"Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City." Lin Wanqing repeated it.

Yuan Haoxuan looked at Xiao Sa for help.

Bingbing quickly raised her hand and said, "I know the last sentence, let me do it!"

Yuan Haoxuan let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, then let you say it."

"The midnight bell arrives at the passenger ship!" Bingbing said with a smile.

Xu Nuo pouted.

In the live broadcast room, Yuan Haoxuan's audience praised Yuan Haoxuan for his gentlemanly demeanor.

"Xuanxuan is so gentlemanly, he even knows to give the opportunity to the girl."

"Brother is so gentle."

"Bah, I don't think he can do that!"

"The phone isn't even on, how does he know there's a call coming in?"

"It's so funny, he can't even pretend!"

Yuan Haoxuan's behavior was criticized by the audience.

Many people think that inviting him to participate in the program is a big failure.

At this time, Yuan Haoxuan was also thinking about how to grab the limelight back. It's too passive to do this all the time. In terms of cultural level, he is really not good.

Others are studying, he is already a trainee, what culture is there.

He has never heard of this poem today, how can he connect with it.

This is too disadvantageous for him, it seems that he needs to contact the director in advance and give him some tips.

Xiao Sa smiled and said, "Yes, this poem is "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty. In the 14th year of Tianbao, the Anshi Rebellion broke out. Emperor Xuanzong of Tang fled to Shu in a hurry. Zhang Ji fled to Gusu for refuge, which is now the location."

Everyone looked around. The moon was crescent, with only one crescent. The sky was dark and the lights around were dim.

"Under such circumstances, Zhang Ji wrote this poem "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" that has been passed down through the ages."

Yuan Haoxuan clapped his hands, "Yes, I liked this poem the most when I was a child."

People finished reading the poem, and he started to act.

Xiao Sa ignored him.

Bingbing also saw that this person had no ink in his stomach. "Today there will be a mysterious guest on stage. Guess who he is?"

Except for the first episode, there were no flying guests. Guests were invited in the following episodes. If you keep watching these people, you will get tired of the show no matter how good it is.

"Now?" Zhao Lei looked around, "It's dark, who would come here?"

Xu Nuo stood up and looked around, and saw a boat coming over the river from afar.

"Is it over there?"

When the boat got closer, everyone could see who was standing on the boat.

"It's Xiao Han, it's you, I thought of you when I came to Gusu." Zhao Lei stood up and greeted her.

The person who came was a local female star in Gusu, named Han Ruotong.

"Hello, Teacher Han." Xu Nuo also greeted her. Although he had never dealt with her, he still had to be polite.

Yuan Haoxuan greeted her without interest. Han Ruotong was too old, in her thirties, and in his eyes she was already an old woman. He was not interested, he only liked younger women.

"Hello, Teacher Han, I didn't expect you to be here."

After a few polite words, they sat on the boat and started chatting.

Xiao Sa started to cue the process, "Teacher Han's dress is very beautiful. Is there any special meaning for wearing this dress today?"

Han Ruotong was wearing a Hanfu, to be precise, it should be a Tang suit.

Lin Wanqing couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Han Ruotong chuckled and said charmingly: "Let's dance for everyone today."

Zhao Lei applauded, old Zhao liked this.

The boat was relatively small, and everyone squeezed back to make room for Han Ruotong to dance.

The live broadcast room was boiling, "This is good, this is good!"

"Oh, let Bingbing and Lin Wanqing dance together?"

"That's right, three beauties dancing together, how beautiful."

Han Ruotong stood at the bow and smiled, "Dear teachers, is there any music accompaniment?"

Zhao Lei shook his head, "How can I, an old man, do you know this."

Yuan Haoxuan was not interested. Han Ruotong was beautiful, but she was not his cup of tea.

Xu Nuo didn't say anything either. This woman's eyes were too lethal. There was a jealous person sitting next to him, and he didn't dare to move.

"Wanqing, can you accompany me?" Han Ruotong asked.

Lin Wanqing promised with a slap, "You go!"

Xu Nuo pointed at herself, "Ah, me?"

"Hurry up."

"That's okay."

Xu Nuo took the only guitar on the ship and said, "Teacher Han, what style of music do you want?"

"Can I still choose?" Han Ruotong smiled, "Any song will do."

Xiao Sa said, "Teacher Han is a master of dance. She can dance no matter what song she sings."

Xu Nuo nodded, "Then let me sing "White Fox"."

"Can."

When Han Ruotong heard the title of the song, she smiled like a flower. She was wearing white clothes today.

She didn't plan to participate in the show at first, but her manager persuaded her that if she could get Xu Nuo to sing a song, the trip would be worth it.

In the evening, the number of people in the live broadcast room of "Singing China" increased.

"Come quickly, let Han Ruotong dance!"

"Quick, quick, quick, Han Ruotong dances, Nuoyan sings!"

"LSPs gather urgently!"

Han Ruotong was a national goddess when she was young. Now in her thirties, her charm has not diminished but increased, and she feels mature.

So charming.

Xu Nuo held the guitar and adjusted his posture.

In the quiet night, the sad sound of guitar sounded on the river.

"I am a fox who has been practicing for thousands of years,

Thousands of years of practice and thousands of years of loneliness,

In the dead of night, can anyone hear me crying?

Someone could see me dancing in the dimly lit place. "

Han Ruotong heard the music and danced on the bow of the boat.

Under the silvery moonlight, Han Ruotong, dressed in white, danced gracefully and stunningly.

Zhao Lei clapped his hands, "Awesome! So awesome!"

"So beautiful!" Bingbing held her chin in her hands, acting like a nymphomaniac.

Xiao Sa also nodded vigorously. Such scenery, dance and songs are indeed so beautiful.

Yuan Haoxuan's eyes lit up and he thought this dance was good and could be used at the next party.

Lin Wanqing looked at Han Ruotong, then at the promise of singing, then reached out and pinched him quietly.

Xu Nuo's face turned bitter, he was indeed a jealous person.

It was obviously her who asked me to sing, so I went back to take care of her at night.

"I am a fox who has been waiting for a thousand years,

A thousand years of waiting and a thousand years of loneliness,

Who planted the poison of love again in the rolling world of mortals?

Who among the vast crowd drank the poison of love again. "

Even without lyrics, everyone can understand what this song is about.

In ancient mythology, vixens are the most beloved ones. Almost every vixen has a heart-warming love story with humans.

This song is about an infatuated white fox.

"Don't tell me, Han Ruotong does look like a bit of a vixen."

"Those peach blossom eyes are so mesmerizing."

"I liked her when I was in elementary school, and I still like her now when I'm in college."

"A woman who looks good on me."

"This song "White Fox" is so well written."

On the bow of the boat, Han Ruotong has assumed the role of the white fox. Under the moonlight, she waves her dress and dances passionately and sadly.

The boat rocked, and the moonlight broke into layers of ripples on the water.

The camera also shook, and the audience in the live broadcast room had an immersive experience.

"When I loved you, you were penniless and studying hard,

When I left you, you were in the bridal chamber with flowers and candles. "

Xu Nuo held the guitar and sang in a low voice.

Han Ruotong's dance became more sad and desolate. The evening breeze blew her clothes and touched the hearts of the audience.

The white fox does not love the power in the world, but falls in love with the scholar in his youth and accompanies him to study hard.

However, the scholar named on the gold list has forgotten all this. When we meet again, it is the night of the scholar's bridal chamber.

Most of the negative people are scholars.

The stories of wives who abandoned their wives after becoming rich have never stopped.

Even now, there is a saying that goes, "The first sword you strike ashore is to kill the person you like first."

The level of the circle is different, and people often feel that they are no longer the same selves as they used to be, and naturally they are not worthy of themselves if they are a lousy wife or something like that.

"White Fox" sings such a story.

"Can I dance for you again?

I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago,

Look at the fluttering clothes, the fluttering clothes,

Everyother's oaths of friendship turned into nothingness. "

Han Ruotong's dance also entered the rhythm of tragedy.

This dance is no longer a dance, but a farewell.

I have practiced for thousands of years and endured thousands of years of loneliness and isolation, just to repay my kindness.

Thousands of years ago, you saved me, and a thousand years later, you gave me your life.

However, the white fox is interested, the scholar is ruthless, and the prosperous scholar abandons the white fox without hesitation.

"Just for that moment of review when you were leaving,

Look at the fluttering clothes, the fluttering clothes,

All eternity turns into nothingness. "

After waiting for a thousand years, there is only one last look back.

Everything is nothingness.

After Xu Nuo finished singing, Han Ruotong also finished dancing.

Han Ruotong stood at the bow of the boat and gave him a gentle blessing.

Everyone woke up as if from a dream, the song was over, and the dance was also over.

"It's amazing!" Xiao Sa applauded vigorously.

Bingbing also clapped her hands and applauded.

It was so wonderful. Under the moonlight, on the boat, Han Ruotong and Xu Nuo gave the most wonderful performance today.