Entertainment: My band is all lead singer

"Whose love is stronger than tears

Call softly and let me melt

..."

When the performance was coming to an end, the stage was already crowded with enthusiastic audiences.

People came from all directions, their eyes and mobile phone cameras were focused on Su Ying'er and the band.

There were countless drones performing in the night sky, changing formations with the rhythm of the music, forming beautiful patterns.

After the song was sung, the tourists around were in high spirits, shouting for Jinghua Shuiyue to sing again.

Looking at the tourists around and feeling their enthusiasm, everyone looked at each other, and finally had no choice but to sing this "Crescent Bay" again.

Anyway, it's just one song, it doesn't matter if it's sung again.

Listening to this song again, tourists can savor the differences in the song.

Finally, the song ended with cheers.

Jiang Yuebai and his group quickly left the scene after the end, while other songs were still playing at the concert.

The scene was uploaded to the Internet by tourists, causing an uproar.

"I'm used to it. I can't adapt to a place without singing a song."

"This song is nice, I like it."

"Which of their songs is not good?"

"The lyrics and melody are good, and it's even better when it's about Crescent Lake."

"I always like Ying'er's voice."

"I think this should be Ying'er's best song."

"Singing quietly, right?"

"..."

Most fans are used to Jinghua Shuiyue singing at Crescent Lake.

From the departure from Shangdu to now, Jinghua Shuiyue has sung countless songs in three months.

Yuebai's songwriting speed far exceeds people's expectations.

If fans don't know him, this output may not be achieved by some studios together.

The official of Crescent Lake edited this video overnight and put it at the entrance of the scenic spot the next day.

As long as people come to Crescent Lake to play, they can see the scene last night and hear this song.

"They are really fast. It's only been one night." In the car, Xia Ziyuan looked at the online reports and said with a smile, while handing the phone to others.

"They must be anxious."

"Forget it, leave them alone."

"We were heading west before, and now we are finally heading east."

The route distance can be said to be getting closer and closer, but it is impossible to go back to Shangdi for two months.

In the next half month, the group crossed several provinces and cities and came to the largest grassland pastoral area in China - Saibei.

When passing a large grassland, everyone couldn't help but stop to appreciate the scenery.

But they happened to meet a fan who was grazing sheep here, a boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

From his introduction, Jiang Yuebai knew his name: Haolin Bater.

According to him, Bater means hero in their place.

Looking at him in his teens, but with a strong and muscular body, Jiang Yuebai felt that his father really gave him the right name.

Originally, everyone was ready to move on, but Bater was so enthusiastic that they could not resist his invitation and finally followed him to his home.

His home was on this grassland, just as they remembered.

There were several yurts, and a group of cattle and sheep were leisurely eating grass in front, and the barking of sheepdogs could be heard in the distance.

Bater's home was a typical Mongolian herder family, and their lifestyle was closely connected with this grassland.

During the conversation with him, the group learned that although yurts are the traditional way of living for the Mongolians, with the development of the times, many Mongolians have left the grasslands and moved to urban areas.

Only herders who graze on the grasslands will choose to continue living in yurts in order to take care of their livestock.

Bater's home is one of them.

Live in harmony with nature, follow the changes of seasons, and live by water and grass.

When Bater introduced Jiang Yuebai and others to his family, the other party expressed a warm welcome.

Each of them wore traditional Mongolian costumes, with a sincere smile on their faces.

To express their welcome, Bater's family specially slaughtered two fat sheep and prepared a sumptuous grassland feast.

"How did this travel program become a food program?"

"I can already smell the fragrance of the lamb skewers. I have to order a takeaway."

"This whole lamb feast looks so appetizing."

"Fortunately, I don't like lamb because it smells too strong, but this looks so delicious."

"I can't stand the smell of lamb either."

"But it still looks veryI am so hungry."

"On the grassland, enjoying the night view, feeling the evening breeze, and drinking a mouthful of mutton soup, wow! It's so beautiful."

"I just finished dinner and I feel hungry again. ”

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At the dinner, everyone sat outside the yurt, tasting the freshly roasted whole lamb, which made people salivate.

In addition to the roasted whole lamb, there are also various traditional Mongolian delicacies.

Accompanied by the food, everyone talked about life on the grassland and shared each other's stories and experiences.

The fans in front of the screen drooled at such a feast.

Bateer's family also performed traditional Mongolian songs and dances for them, and the melodious sound of the horse-head fiddle made the atmosphere more lively.

For Jiang Yuebai and his party, this day they not only appreciated the scenery of the grassland, but also made them feel the hospitality of the Mongolian people.

At night, they lived in their own tents.

Although the other party had more yurts to spend the night, they still felt that it was better to set up a tent.

No words all night.

"Bateer, you got up so early? " Jiang Yuebai had just finished washing up when he saw Bater walking out of the yurt.

"Brother Yuebai, good morning," Bater was a relatively introverted person. When he met them yesterday, he was so excited that he couldn't speak. "I'm used to it."

"Are you going to herd sheep today too?"

"Yes, it's my turn to herd sheep during the holidays. Usually it's my dad's turn." Bater grinned.

"You're really working hard. What grade are you in now?" Jiang Yuebai asked casually.

"I'm in the second year of high school. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday this time. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to come back and I wouldn't have met you. "

After hearing Bater's words, Jiang Yuebai suddenly realized.

Mid-Autumn Festival!

I had actually forgotten about this.

Jiang Yuebai took out his mobile phone, and the time displayed on the screen reminded him that tomorrow was Mid-Autumn Festival.

During the trip, he often forgot the time, and did not expect that the annual Mid-Autumn Festival would come again.

In the past, he would spend this time with Uncle Chen, Aunt Gao, and Jiaxin.

This year, it was obviously impossible, as they were still traveling.