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Chapter 147 Traditional Festival

The 1997 All-Star Weekend was held in Cleveland.

This is also the celebration of the [-]th anniversary of the league. At that time, the selected [-] superstars will come to the court to receive cheers from the fans.

Such an All-Star Game naturally attracted much attention.

When Qin Fei was looking forward to this weekend, suddenly one day, Bob found him.

"The league asked you if you wanted to participate in the dunk contest."

"Slam dunk contest?"

Qin Fei was very surprised: "Why haven't you decided on the slam dunk contest yet?"

"Under normal circumstances, it should be settled by this time, but it seems that there are quite a lot of people signing up for the slam dunk contest this year. The league screened it. After the screening, it felt that it was not enough, so I called to ask if you are interested." Bob meant that Qin Fei can participate or not, it all depends on his own wishes.

"Forget it, my dunking skills are average, not good enough to perform."

Qin Fei thought about it, but still rejected the alliance's invitation. Now it's not enough to complete some difficult dunks. After two years, when the attributes are high, it's not too late to go out.

"Okay, then help you refuse."

Bob actually thinks there is nothing wrong with young people showing their faces, but since Qin Fei refused, he also supports it as a coach.

In February, there are only a few days until the Lunar New Year.

People are outside, and the festive atmosphere around them has faded a lot.

No one in the team can understand the significance of the Spring Festival to Qin Fei.

Playing dragon lanterns, dancing lions, removing the old year with the sound of firecrackers, and welcoming the new year with the warmth of the spring breeze are not only cultural symbols and symbols, but also a deep spiritual sustenance.

Qin Fei decided to go to Seattle's Chinatown to take a look.

The Chinese community in Seattle has been established for a long time, because at the earliest time, not only Chinese, but also people from Japan, South Korea, Vietnam and other countries gathered in this area. With the increase of Chinese and continuous efforts, this street contracted by Chinese merchants has an official name and has become Seattle's Chinatown.

Sometimes Qin Fei wants to eat noodles or something, so he comes here.

His favorite building here is Zhonghua Gate.

At the entrance of South King Street and South Fifth Avenue, a 45-foot-long arched porch-style painted archway stands tall, across the street from Seattle's century-old King Street Railway Station.

Looking at the Zhonghua Gate from a distance, there is a fireball-shaped decoration on the top of the archway, which is a symbol of good luck; while the interior is decorated with auspicious dragons as the main decorative pattern, as a "symbol of the emperor".

At this time, there were people dancing lions and dragons on the street. As soon as Qin Fei came here, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"It's Qin Fei!"

Not to mention 90.00%, [-]% of the local Chinese know Qin Fei.

Qin Fei is a player of the Seattle Supersonics. His appearance proved that the Chinese can also gain a foothold in the field of basketball. With this identity, the local Chinese can instantly become his most loyal fans, and it does not depend on the identity of the team.

What does it mean not to transfer the identity of the team? It means that these fans are diehards. Even if Qin Fei leaves Seattle in the future, they will still support him and pay attention to him.

Ordinary fans, after Qin Fei leaves Seattle one day, may not love him anymore, and it may not even turn fans into black.

The Chinese fans instantly became agitated and approached Qin Fei one after another.

A group of people immediately surrounded Qin Fei. On the eve of the Spring Festival, the streets were already lively, but this made it even more lively.

"I'm here to buy Spring Festival couplets, is there anywhere that sells Spring Festival couplets?"

Qin Fei asked the surrounding Chinese.

"Spring Festival couplets are everywhere, you don't need to buy them."

"Yes, yes, let Lao Li write a copy for us young man? Lao Li's handwriting is very beautiful."

A Chinese who was a little older proposed loudly, and Qin Fei, surrounded by everyone, came to an old porcelain shop on the street.

An old man with a white beard sat at the entrance of the old shop, looking amiable.

The old man was a little surprised, it was the first time that so many people came to watch his small shop.

He glanced at the tall and tall Qin Fei. He looked familiar, but he didn't recognize him. He confirmed that the remaining [-]% was correct.

Immediately someone around gave an introduction.

Qin Fei nodded and smiled, "That's right, I'm Qin Fei from the Supersonics. Can I ask Mr. Li to write a Spring Festival couplet?"

Lao Li also knew Qin Fei now. The young man was so young that he had already achieved such achievements. He cheerfully agreed, "What do you want to write about?"

"Don't worry, old man, the Spring Festival couplets I want are very short."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you are a little longer, I have very long Zhengdan paper."

The old man stood up cheerfully, and was about to move the table from the shop. Seeing this, Qin Fei hurried up to help. He easily lifted the square table by himself, and moved it to the side of the road.

The old man took out a pen and paper and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"Think about it, it won't take too long."

Qin Fei said with a smile: "The first couplet writes about great achievements, the prosperity of the country, the gathering of 5000 years of grandeur, and the revival of the nation astonishing the century; the second couplet writes about the rise of China, the stability of people's hearts, the prosperity of ninety thousand miles, and the peaceful development proud of the sky."

Father:

"it is good!"

The surrounding crowd booed.

"Paper can be cut, I'm afraid you don't have such a big door!"

The old man was still concerned about whether Qin Fei's family was big or not, but people around urged him one after another: "Old Li, write quickly. He is an NBA player, how small can his family be?"

Qin Fei didn't speak, and in the future, if he changed to a mansion, he would have a gate.

Lao Li had no choice but to spread out the Zhengdan paper, dip it in ink, pick up the brush and start dancing.

Although the number of words was a little too much, it was written in one go. The crowd of onlookers had already shifted from Qin Fei's body to Lao Li's words, and applauded after seeing it.

"For you." Lao Li handed the Spring Festival couplets to Qin Fei.

Qin Fei laughed, scratched his head and said, "This Spring Festival couplet seems to be a bit long, it won't fit on my door."

Everyone fell down together.

"Why don't you write another copy?" Qin Fei asked tentatively.

The old man wrote one copy and two pictures. He was very excited and readily agreed to Qin Fei's request: "Come on, then make another copy, don't make it so long."

"Okay, let's write a sentence of "Everything goes well in the festive season, and the New Year brings wealth from all directions""

"Oh? That's good, it's short."

The old man immediately finished writing the words again. Qin Fei dried up two couplets, and then held them in his hands, thinking that he could not owe the old man anything, so he smiled and asked, "Old man, you wrote two for me, or I will write one for you too?"

Qin Fei wants to write Spring Festival couplets?

The Chinese fans are excited, this is more valuable than autographs!

The old man was also very happy, and he thanked repeatedly: "My grandson is your fan. If he knows that I have Spring Festival couplets written by you, he must be very happy."

When the fans around heard it, they were not happy.

Hey, you old Li, who are you scolding?

Qin Fei laughed loudly, and then took Lao Li's brush. He first practiced on miscellaneous paper, and then began to write Spring Festival couplets on red rice paper.

He had practiced brush calligraphy before, and his handwriting was not professional, but it was quite beautiful.

In less than a moment, a pair of "Hundreds of flowers welcome spring and fragrance all over the ground, everything goes well and happiness comes to the door" was freshly released.

The people around saw that Qin Fei was really good, and immediately wanted Qin Fei's Spring Festival couplets: "Write us a copy too?"

"The paper and ink belong to the old man. If you want Spring Festival couplets, you have to spend some money!" Qin Fei said proudly, and found that he started a side job when he was [-]. If he retires in the future, he should be able to earn money selling calligraphy on the street.

Unexpectedly, Lao Li was very honest, waved his hand, and said grandly: "No, we are all neighbors in the neighborhood. I will give this paper and ink to make everyone happy!"

After watching the free show, everyone became more joyful, the atmosphere was noisy, and more and more people gathered.

The dragon and lion dancers on the street are very strange. The people who surrounded them just now disappeared in an instant.

They sent a team member to investigate the situation, and the team member came back panting and said, "Qin Fei from the Seattle Supersonics is here and is writing Spring Festival couplets for the Chinese for free. Let's go and ask for a pair too. It will be gone if it is too late!"

"Quick, quick, run forward!"

When the dragon and lion dancers heard, what's the point of dancing, they rushed over hurriedly.

I ran over and saw that the street and the door of Lao Li's store were full of people, and there was no way to get through.

Not to mention going in, even real Qin Fei couldn't see him standing outside.

The people who joined the fun laughed and joked: "Aren't you a lion dancer? With a swish, you stepped on someone's shoulder and flew over."

Team members:

"We are good at lion dance, but we don't do it lightly"

(End of this chapter)