Although the Tibetan Tourism Bureau is very Buddhist on weekdays, it does not mean that they really do not want to make some achievements.

Especially in Tibetan areas, apart from the harsh living environment all year round, the scenery is absolutely needless to mention. Not to mention the best in China, at least it is definitely one of the best in the surrounding autonomous regions!

The enthusiasm in the past is indeed not good. Even every time there is a meeting, the old director will secretly sigh that the Tibetan area is begging for food with a golden bowl in hand.

With so much beautiful scenery, it only attracts so few people every year. You must know that this is an endless cycle...

Without development potential, there will be no economic value created, and then the higher authorities will not allocate money here to develop the tourism industry, and there will be no money for infrastructure construction...

Not to mention other things, ethnic groups, hotels, family hotels, all these things require money to drive the development of the entire industry chain. Now they are competing for tourists from surrounding autonomous regions...

At least it has to be well-known!

The old director could never have imagined that the Tourism Bureau had spared no effort to promote the culture of Tibetan areas for so many years, and it would bring butter tea, tsampa, yak meat...

Hold a thangka cultural festival, hold cultural lectures on Buddhism in Tibetan areas, and even invite a group of Internet celebrities to promote the most beautiful roads and attract people to check in...

In the end, it was not like it is now. It attracted countless tourists to rush here crazily. The number of inquiries was so high that even the official website crashed. This was a situation that the old director could not have dreamed of...

Therefore, he would not feel dissatisfied and it would be too late to be happy!

At the same time, Shen Na, who had been driving behind Zhang Chen leisurely, encountered the most depressing thing in her life.

Traffic jam~

She could never have imagined that the Duku Highway, which was open when she first drove in, would be blocked by all kinds of cars overnight, even because she got up a few hours late...

As soon as I got out of the tent, I found that my car was trapped in various traffic flows. It is true that there are no parking spaces on the plateau, but this does not mean that the traffic jam on the plateau is easy to deal with...

"I……"

Shen Na looked around at the extra cars that had appeared overnight. She almost blurted out the green plant after holding it in for a long time.

I could still follow Zhang Chen comfortably before, but now, I can only wait eagerly to get out of this road and look for Zhang Chen's shadow!

Traffic jam in Tibetan area~

This made Shen Na, who was almost half a month old and sleeping in the open air, want to cry without tears.

"Which unlucky internet celebrity made this section of Duku Highway popular? It's not even the best viewing season, so why are there so many people!"

Shen Na jumped angrily.

You must know that this is a two-way, eight-lane road. It is already a high-speed configuration anywhere else. Even if it is an internet celebrity highway, there shouldn't be so many people suddenly pouring in to check in, right?

Just outrageous!

After complaining, I discovered that this group of people were actually flocking to a small place called the Oasis Bar like a pilgrim.

After asking, I found out that this group of people actually came to the Tibetan area one after another for a song.

And when Shen Na clicked on that video and heard the song "Ordinary Road", she suddenly felt that her soul had been cleansed.

"This guy...can't be Zhang Chen, right?"

"I can't even recognize him!"

Shen Na wiped her eyes. Even though she was so familiar with Zhang Chen, she couldn't find anything similar to Zhang Chen in the melancholy eyes and sad stubble of this so-called 'Tibetan uncle'. …

Apart from the fact that this person's singing style was slightly similar to Zhang Chen, Shen Na really couldn't be sure whether it was Zhang Chen who opened a trumpet, pretended to be cool and ran away...

Or is there really a monster on this road in Tibetan areas? A song attracted so many people, they worshiped him as an idol and traveled thousands of miles to come and worship him!

The traffic jam lasted until the middle of the night, when Shen Na was awakened by the sound of whistles one after another while she was sleeping.

Only then did he get into the car with sleepy eyes.

While stepping on the accelerator, he muttered a curse: "Zhang Chen, you better not have done this! Otherwise, my aunt will have to strangle you to death..."

at the same time.

In a small town at the foot of the holy mountain in the Tibetan area, Zhang Chen sneezed in the tent. In the distance was the venue of the ‘Wei Lu Music Festival’ that was already being prepared...

The dots of bonfires around also prove that the altitude here is not low. The reason why many travel friends are stationed here is to wait for this local music 'festival' that is no less inferior to that in the mainland.

Zhang Chen himself was even curious about his luck. He managed to catch up with the music festival held every four years. After all, the altitude was getting higher and higher, and there were very few travel friends here.

Especially this kind of 'fireside music festival', which is essentially a not-so-exquisite stage and bonfire, and then a group of people sing and dance joyfully, celebrating for nothing else but the fate of meeting...

But there is only one strange requirement, that is, you must not take pictures with your mobile phone during the music festival, and you must not play with your mobile phone.

It seems that the organizers want to pursue a closer relationship between people, based on those electronic technology products, so as long as the vast majority of people participate in this music festival, they tacitly agree to this rule.

Zhang Chen has no plans to participate...

But he definitely doesn't mind joining in the fun.

This year's 'Wei Lu Music Festival' was a big event. By the time Zhang Chen arrived at the venue, he had already seen at least two hundred people. Although most of them were travel friends, there were still many local singers...

Sing Tibetan songs and dance Tibetan dances on the stage.

The loud singing voice seemed to break through the clouds and spread across the plateau, accompanied by the bonfire that burned to the height of the two of them, making everyone's face turn red.

Zhang Chen quickly integrated into this environment, and everyone around him was enjoying himself, completely unaware that such a "weird uncle" had joined the environment.

After the singer singing Tibetan songs on the stage got up, soon another singer came up from the crowd and sang a traditional love song...

Immediately, he looked lovingly at a certain girl in the crowd, causing a commotion around him, and the atmosphere became heated.

After the warm-up, the next person to perform was the professional singer invited by the music festival, especially a singer named "Yang Tuo", who received screams from the audience when he came on stage...

Zhang Chen thought for a while and seemed to still have some impression of your name.

But not much…

Obviously this singer has a lot of fans in the Tibetan area, and many travel friends around him should also play his songs in the car. At this moment, when he opens his voice, many people in the audience can sing along...

The mass fan base is extremely strong.

Zhang Chen doesn't know his songs, so he can only sit on the side eating melon seeds and paddling in the water. After all, the most important thing in this kind of thing is participation...

When the atmosphere was almost heated, Yang Tuo on the stage began to interact with the audience. This small music festival was like a concert, with a light coming down from the top...

Whoever hits him can take the microphone and sing a few words. Zhang Chen was just joining in the fun, but who would have thought that suddenly, a ray of light hit him!

Immediately, the music gradually stopped, and Zhang Chen realized that everyone on and off the stage was looking at him...

Now, it's embarrassing.

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