The talented people in Jiangshan have put together a variety show

In the mountain village, a group of people are sent away, and a new group of people will be welcomed soon.

Before the new batch of people came, Guan Zhengyang was studying hard.He had to take the test for his certificate in a short time to prevent any safety accidents at that time.Once the various tools are proficient, they are easy to use, and the content of the theoretical test is not complicated. You can solve the problems by reading them several times.

Before the rice was officially harvested in the village, He Jun replaced Guan Zhengyang to supervise the children playing drums.

Interest is the first motivation for learning.

The little girl came to learn drums with her, but she lost interest in playing drums a few times.She works during the day and has to go to school, and she has to do homework at night.But the child is still young and doesn't have much homework to do. He sits on a small bench holding a newly arrived drumstick and beats for two hours without a break in between.

He grew up in a mountain village since he was young, and he went to school the farthest place he has traveled.

His complexion is tanned and yellowish, but he looks good when he plays the drums.

The most important point at the beginning of drumming is to ensure that the sound of each beating at the beginning is infinitely close.Regardless of whether he knocks with his left hand or his right hand, at least others must not be able to hear the difference.

Doing it with your left and right hands really does exercise your brain.

Basic skills are the most boring.After the child practices for an hour, Guan Zhengyang will come out and give the child an etude, and let the child continue to practice.After a few days, Guan Zhengyang learned about the same, and the kid's drum practiced well.

Children love to learn from others, and Guan Zhengyang likes to tie his bangs into small puffs, so he also tied his bangs into pips.What's interesting is that his hair is not that long, and the texture of his hair is not as slightly curly and fluffy as Guan Zhengyang's hair. There is a handful of black and hard hair above his forehead, which looks particularly funny.

When a group of people came over, the local people were in charge of the old and the young, and they all ran out to pick them up.The whole village in the mountain was beaming with joy as if it was Chinese New Year.

He Jun went out that day, preparing to mail new soil to the Rice Research Institute, and found that the village was bustling.He asked one of them curiously, only to hear that the other person's face was full of joy: "Oh, this is not about to be harvested! Many children in the village have come back to help. They will leave when they are done."

He suddenly said: "Harvesting rice!"

The old farmer nodded again and again: "Yes."

Among the babies mentioned by the old farmer, some are in their twenties and some are in their forties.Those who go out to work far away will definitely not come, but those who just go to the town to work, most of them have come back to help.

This group of people usually devote themselves to work, and they spend a lot of time living, so they don't know He Jun and the others at all.However, I heard from my family that outsiders came to the village recently and helped to get a monorail transport vehicle.

Several people went to try the transport vehicle that can go up and down the mountain.A slow-moving transport vehicle is slower than a person can walk, but a group of people imagined it.They cut rice on it, and after cutting a batch, they transported it down.

The transporter is moving, and they continue to work.After they finished cutting the second batch, the transport truck came up again, and another batch could be transported down.It is really convenient.

This thing is like a washing machine. When there is no one, a group of people think: "Why do you need this machine? It can be washed by hand washing it three or two times. It needs water and electricity to wash it. It can't be washed for half an hour. over."

But there is a washing machine, and a group of people are happy again: "Oh, it's so convenient to have a washing machine. If there are too many clothes in the house, just roll them out!"

Because of the monorail transport vehicle, this group of young and middle-aged people expressed their gratitude to He Jun and the others in the simplest way, and they kept delivering food to the house where the program group was located.

This one gave some wine, that one gave some glutinous rice cakes, and the latter gave fish and loach.There is really everything to eat and drink.There are many families in the mountain village, as long as they can get by, they always come and go like this.

Guan Zhengyang didn't expect that the villagers would harvest as soon as they said they wanted to harvest.He hurried to take the test.The mountain village has also officially entered the time period for rice harvesting.Men and women hold rice cutters and wear convenient clothes to go up the mountain to harvest rice.

Guan Zhengyang was in charge of the monorail truck, and He Jun took the initiative to help harvest the rice.

The old farmer in the village gave He Jun a set of equipment.A bamboo basket, a small rice cutter, and a flat straw hat.The old farmer originally wanted to give He Jun a shoulder pole to facilitate people to carry rice down the mountain.But the part He Jun was in charge of was close to the transport vehicle, so this effort was saved.

The rice cutter in the village is different from the scythe He Jun has seen before.It is only a little longer than the palm of the hand, and has a sharp blade in the quarter of the stick, which fits in the palm of the hand when held in the hand.

As long as He Jun reached out to the rice, he pulled the ear of rice towards the blade.The blade cuts the ears of rice with almost no effort.

The ears of rice are as long as a small arm.The tassels are facing one side, and the poles are tied together with ropes, and a large bundle is put into the back basket.Originally, the basket had to be carried by manpower.Now, as long as he throws the basket on the transport truck, He Jun can continue harvesting rice.

The straw hats of the locals are different from other places.The straw hats elsewhere have a bit of a slant, but the brim of the straw hat here is horizontal, with no slant at all.

He Jun wore simple long sleeves to ensure that he would not be cut by the rice, and harvested like others.Standing in the crowd, he looked completely different from the locals even though he was dressed the same.

Da Xia worked at the Rice Research Institute for three months. His skin was a few degrees tanned than before, but it was still fairer than the locals.Even if the black eyes are not smiling, they faintly give people a sense of joy and comfort.

When working, the big guys don't work hard, one or two like to talk and chat.Now that there are outsiders around, their topic of conversation will naturally be on the outsider, He Jun.

"Teacher He, you guys haven't worked in the fields as actors, have you?"

He Jun responded with a smile: "I've downloaded it a few times. I need it for filming. I'm not considered an actor either. I'm called an actor who shoots TV dramas and movies. I'm called an idol, a star. Sing and dance, and shoot some variety shows."

"Hey, it's all the same. You can only see it on TV."

"Teacher He did this job skillfully!"

He Jun smiled and heard people praise him.

After a while, he brought the topic to various unique points in their local area, and asked them with a smile: "Did you harvest rice like this in previous years?"

Someone responded: "Yes, it doesn't take much effort. Our local people are capable. With such a small area, we can harvest it in a few days. We will plant it next year."

He Jun asked again: "What kind of rice do you all eat, glutinous rice? You usually eat less glutinous rice when you go out, right?"

The other person replied with a smile: "Young people have lived a lot of life outside, and they all eat indica rice. We also grow indica rice in the mountains here. Some people are used to eating it, and some people are not used to it."

Speaking of this, many people have communicated with the family and know the purpose of He Jun's visit: "Mr. He is here to persuade us to plant new rice locally?"

He Jun responded: "Yes. There are new japonica rice and new indica rice in the research institute. If it takes the same effort to grow food, you can harvest a little more. Everyone is happy."

Because this group of people are working outside, their acceptance is much higher than that of the locals. Hearing He Jun's words, they couldn't help but agree: "Yes."

He Jun spoke very patiently and softly: "There is no need to rush to replace them all this year. Open up a few more acres of land to plant new ones. When the harvest is good, we will consider whether to replace them next year. After all, it is more important to get used to eating."

Everyone laughed and laughed.

This time, you don't have to run up and down the mountain, and the harvesting speed is much faster than in previous years.A guy was waiting for the basket to be brought up again, he caught a fish for He Jun on the spot and threw it into the basket: "Fish is fat these days!"

The basket sank in He Jun's hand, and the fish in it jumped up and down: "Hey, you guys have sent too many things recently, and they are going to be piled up. You can't finish them all!"

The boy smiled and said, "Then feed it for two days! My younger brother is learning drums at your place!"

This fish counts as tuition.

He Jun accepted the fish with a smile for Guan Zhengyang, and went down the mountain with everyone at meal time.In addition to chatting, people in the mountains also like to sing.All the way down from the mountain, I laughed and sang as I walked.

"Lan Haduo Peach Order—"

"Sacrificing to Haihuamei——"

The long and clear singing wafted through the mountains, but He Jun didn't understand a word.After the others finished singing, he asked curiously: "What does the lyrics mean?"

The locals replied to him: "Only by studying hard can we get rich together."

He Jun: "..." This consciousness is a bit high.

The variety shows he filmed are quite serious, but he didn't expect to be so serious, so he couldn't help but add another sentence: "You usually sing this?"

Generally speaking, the big guys definitely prefer to sing other songs.But due to the presence of these outsiders, the lyrics everyone sang became serious.The elder sister who took the lead in singing just now turned her head and showed Jun He a deep smile that everyone understands: "We usually sing, but we can't broadcast it on TV."

He Jun: "?" What kind of song are you singing, and the TV isn't showing it?

Guan Zhengyang, who finished the certificate examination at the other end and led the villagers to load a new monorail transport vehicle, also finished work and returned with his companions.Guan Zhengyang likes music and is naturally interested in folk songs.When the locals sang, he followed suit.

Learn the melodious tunes of the mountain village, and learn the taste of blending with nature.

To learn to sing, of course you have to ask the words clearly.

Guan Zhengyang sang along and asked the meaning.The people around him were all big old men, and among the ten folk songs he sang, five were love songs, one was miscellaneous, and three were swearing.

Guan Zhengyang studied hard, learned the key lyrics, and hurriedly said to the camera: "I just learned a few lines, I can't tell everyone now. I will sing to the captain tonight!"

Although the camera was not shown, the barrage was ready: "High-energy warning ahead!"

"Flag of death is coming!"

"I laughed so hard, come back here and watch it again."

The camera turns back to He Jun.He Jun borrowed the old farmer's equipment, of course he had to return it.He returned a step later than Guan Zhengyang, and when he arrived, the smell of food wafted from the temporary room.

As soon as He Jun entered the door, he saw Guan Zhengyang standing in the middle of the courtyard, holding a small bench, and dug out a portable microphone from nowhere in his hand.

With a very loud voice, he sang happily: "Call grandson Xiaohanhan, grandpa will wait for you for a long time!"

The locals sang in their hometown dialect, while Guan Zhengyang sang in Mandarin.The characters are well-rounded, with lingering lingering sounds.When the entire program group heard this folk song, they were already laughing so hard that they were going crazy.

He Jun's hand that pushed the door stopped, staring at the rather arrogant Guan Zhengyang, with deep eyes, showing a gentle smile: "What?"

Guan Zhengyang originally wanted to continue singing, but when he saw the captain's smile, he instinctively trembled, straightened his back and sang again: "Scream Grandpa Xiaohanhan, my grandson will wait for you for a long time!"