Perfect Superstar

More and more people gathered around the bonfire by the river, and it felt like all the herdsmen in the hunting ground had come. The blazing flames illuminated the faces, as if they were huge oil paintings, but they were extremely vivid.

The jade belt-like Shuiquan River flows quietly on the grassland, the shimmering light is the glow of the moon, the neighing of horses can be heard in the distance, the breeze blows by, and the air carries the fragrance of soil and green grass.

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Chen strode up to an old herdsman, bowed and asked, "Old man, can I borrow your matouqin?"

The old herdsman is very old, his dark skin is chapped with deep marks of time, his hair is gray and his eyes are cloudy, but he plays the matouqin very well.

Hearing that Lu Chen borrowed the piano from him, he grinned, showing his scorched and uneven teeth, his old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and generously handed the matouqin in his arms to Lu Chen: "Here!"

"Thanks!"

Lu Chen took the piano in his hand and bowed again to thank him.

This violin looks very old, probably not younger than the old herdsman in front of me, but it has been well maintained. Patina.

Such a matouqin with a long history, only those who know the goods understand its preciousness.

Everyone was amazed.

Whether it was Uncle Qi Yan and other hunting ground herdsmen, or crew members such as Zhang Ke and Shi Lang, no one expected that Lu Chen would use the matouqin to accompany him.

Many people present knew that Lu Chen played the guitar very well, but the guitar and the matouqin were completely different things. He couldn't use his guitar skills to play the matouqin, could he?

That would be a joke!

Lu Chen sat down on the ponytail, held the matouqin for a while to try out the feel, and then said: "This is the first time I have come to the Mongolian prairie. This place is really beautiful. It feels like my dream home!"

"At the same time, I am very grateful to the Mongolian friends for their hospitality, so this song is for you!"

Although there were many people gathered around, when Lu Chen spoke, everyone kept quiet politely, so his voice could be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Hearing Lu Chen's praise for the Mongolian prairie, the herdsmen all showed proud smiles, and after his words fell, the enthusiastic herdsmen immediately gave warm applause.

Lu Chen waited for the applause to subside with a smile, and then said, "The name of this song is..."

"Beautiful grassland my home!"

Beautiful grassland my home?

Zhang Ke, Shi Lang and other crew members couldn't help but look at each other, because they had never heard of this song.

The Mongolian herdsmen can basically understand Chinese. They don't know that this song comes from Lu Chen's original creation. Hearing the title of the song, he feels that the title of the song is too appetizing-isn't the beautiful grassland their home?

So everyone clapped and applauded again.

Among the people present, only Chen Fei'er knew it in her heart. She stared at Lu Chen affectionately, her eyes were full of tender love and pride.

"Sister Mayfair..."

At this moment, a delicate figure sneaked into Chen Fei'er's side.

Chen Fei'er laughed immediately: "Sister Gergentana!"

With a shame on her face, the little Mongolian girl said in a low voice, "Sister Fei'er, I gave my whip to Brother Lu Chen."

Daughters on the prairie dare to love and hate, and dare to confess when they meet someone they like. They will never hide their thoughts and let others guess, and Gergentana is no exception.

She had never seen a Han man as handsome as Lu Chen, so she gave her whip.

But after thinking about it later, Lu Chen is Fei'er's sister's boyfriend, so what he did was wrong, so after a fierce ideological battle, he finally came over and confessed to Chen Fei'er: "...don't be angry."

"Silly sister..."

Chen Fei'er smiled and hugged Gergentana in her arms,

Said: "My sister won't be angry, because my sister knows that Gergentana is a good girl, so... let's listen to the song together!"

She likes Gergentana very much, so why would she be jealous and angry because of the little girl's sprouting feelings?

It's normal for a man like Lu Chen to be liked by many girls!

And here, Lu Chen has already started playing and singing.

The Matouqin is melodious and plays a beautiful melody.

"Beautiful grassland my home,

The wind blows green grass and flowers everywhere,

Butterflies fly and birds sing,

A bend of clear water reflects the sunset,

Horses are like colorful clouds,

Cattle and sheep are sprinkled like pearls.

Ahhhhhhh~

The shepherdess sang loudly, and the joyful singing filled the world!

..."

This song "My Home in the Beautiful Grassland" is a widely sung classic in Lu Chenmeng World. The song uses a beautiful pastoral tune to praise the beautiful and picturesque scenery of the Mongolian grassland and the happy life of the herdsmen. Countless singers have sung it.

Lu Chen played the Matouqin, which can be regarded as an original performance. The series of uplinks in the first two bars is like a shepherd ascending a height to look at the vast grassland. The yurts blooming like lotus flowers and falling like pearls on the pasture The cattle and sheep make people involuntarily immerse themselves in the atmosphere created by the song.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sublimation in music thinking, and what the herders talked about was the infinite praise and beauty of their hometown. The continuous ups and downs and a progressive narrative sense made the song more lyrical.

At this moment, this place, this scene, this piano and this song, who can not be drunk?

"...

Beautiful grassland my home,

The water is clear and the grass is beautiful, I love it

The grassland is like a green sea,

The felt bag is like a white lotus

The herdsmen paint a scene of happiness,

The spring is beautiful and picturesque,

Ahhhhhhh~

The shepherdess sang loudly, and the joyful singing filled the sky,

The shepherdess sang loudly, and the joyful singing filled the world! "

The structure of the second section is exactly the same as the previous one. The square development of the four phrases not only further enhances the musical idea, but also shows the unfinished charm in terms of lyricism.

Especially the long sound in the ending sentence, with a strong nostalgia, is the author's love and love for the beautiful prairie, and it is a reluctant confession.

The sound of piano and singing lingers, floating among the yurts, crossing the Shuiquan River, and flying on the boundless grassland!

Until Lu Chen finished singing, no one spoke, and the surroundings were quiet as if time had been cast on it, only the beeping sound of burning firewood in the bonfire reminded people.

Many herdsmen were mesmerized by this, and many even had crystal tears in their eyes.

Born here, grown up here, sang and cried here, and will die here too!

Maybe they didn't know these few words, but their love for the native land had long been woven into their blood, and their intense and fiery emotions were fully aroused by Lu Chen's singing at this moment.

Beautiful grassland my home!

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Note: "My Home on the Beautiful Grassland" Lyricist: Huohua/Composer: Ala Teng Ole. (To be continued.)