Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

"Photography and film shooting are two different things." Yu Dongqing reminded.

"They all have the same visibility," Meimei said and took out her mobile phone: "Look at this photo, the light and angle are very good. I dare say that if you engage in film photography in the future, you will definitely take it too. Very good!"

Before Yu Dongqing could reply, Meiliang said again: "Also, you have to cover all the music parts of my film! Brother-in-law, do you have any objections?"

Ouch?

Increasingly demanding.

"Should I still be a martial arts instructor, or even play the characters in the film myself?" Yu Dongqing asked with a smile.

"The martial arts instructor is exempted. Anyway, I don't know how to make martial arts movies. As for letting you be an actor... um."

Meiliang looked at Yu Dongqing again.

"My teacher said that you are quite talented in acting. If there is a suitable role, I will look for you. You are not allowed to refuse!"

Ah?

This task is fully arranged.

"Let's talk about it then." Yu Dongqing replied.

"Okay, I'm going to continue riding." Meili suddenly pulled the horse's butt with the reins, and the horse neighed and suddenly ran forward.

"Brother-in-law, come chase me," Mingliang giggled as she galloped on horseback.

Yu Dongqing didn't dare to be as crazy as her. He took his daughter on a horse and trotted all the way. He turned around in a big circle and returned to the same place. Mingliang had already dismounted.

It was inevitable that she would be scolded by her mother for a while, but Mingliang didn't take it to heart at all. She smiled and hugged her mother and said, "Isn't it okay? How about I take you for a ride on horseback?"

After riding the horse and playing archery, Mei Mei returned to the B\u0026B by the lake with satisfaction. At this time, Ming Hanwen also came back, also in high spirits.

"Huiyan, do you know who I met today?"

"who?"

"A group of like-minded friends!"

ah?

It turned out that when Ming Hanwen was setting up a tripod to take photos, several photography enthusiasts who also carried "shotguns and cannons" came and took a stance by the lake.

Everyone has the same hobbies, and most of them are retired cadres. When asked, they all came from Yanjing, and we immediately became familiar with each other while chatting.

“One of them is the vice president of the Municipal Retired Cadres Photography Association, and he invited me to join their association!”

Finally, Ming Hanwen said excitedly.

"It's a good thing, Dad, if you often communicate and learn with them, your photography skills will improve by leaps and bounds." Yu Dongqing first supported.

In the past, my father-in-law liked to be quiet and quiet. After retirement, apart from occasionally going out to drink tea with a few friends, he spent most of his time hiding in his study and reading. At most, he practiced swordplay in the yard. Fortunately, he took his granddaughter to kindergarten after school. The task of returning home was entrusted to him.

Otherwise, it is just a matter of not going out of the door or taking a step outside the second door. Going out often is good for your health.

Although photography is a very expensive thing, some people jokingly say that "photography is poor for three generations, and a SLR will ruin a life." But for a family like Ming Hanwen, it is still affordable.

In the evening, we attended the local horse-racing banquet, which is only for tourists. The horse-racing banquet has a history of more than 700 years. The horse-racing banquet was the top banquet of the Yuan Dynasty court. It was called "the best banquet in the world" at that time, and was also called the Sun Yat-senior Banquet.

"Fake horse feast" has nothing to do with the Chinese words "horse" and "fake". "Fake horse" is a Mongolian word, which refers to a whole animal with its hair removed; "Zhengsun" is also a Mongolian word, meaning color. , which means that those attending the banquet must wear clothes of the same color uniformly issued by the imperial court. In other words, this palace is about to wear Mongolian costumes, drink wine and eat meat.

Of course, the price is not cheap, 428 yuan per person, half price for children.

Of course, this horse racing banquet is not just about eating. The most interesting thing is the various time-travel dramas. The drama officially begins when the chief ceremonial officer reads the motto of the Holy Lord Genghis Khan Zhasa.

After the master of ceremonies sang the ancient "Ode to the Whole Sheep", a "drinking cup" ceremony was held. Everyone at the table picked up a silver bowl, dipped the ring finger of their right hand into the wine, and played the ball to the sky to pay homage to the longevity sky, and played to the ground to pay homage to Mother Earth. , dip your forehead to pay respect to your ancestors. After respecting heaven, earth and ancestors, everyone drank and rejoiced together. The beautiful "palace maids" began to perform mysterious and charming dances.

Yu Dongqing is more interested in this kind of minority culture, but he is just a layman. On the contrary, Ming Hanwen, who studies ancient Chinese literature, has quite a lot of experience in it.

"Holly, after Kublai Khan of the Yuan Dynasty moved the capital to Yanjing, he implemented the "two-capital patrol system" with Dadu as the capital and Shangdu as the summer capital. Every April, the emperor went to Shangdu to escape the summer heat and offer sacrifices. In the cool autumn of August and September, Return to Dadu.”

"During this period, all government departments were also divided into departments to handle government affairs. When they were in Shangdu, the royal family would hold a grand banquet to entertain the princes and ministers. This banquet in the inner court was the Fake Horse Banquet. It was the highest standard at that time. The largest and longest state banquet usually lasts for three days and three nights, and Marco Polo also recorded it in his travel notes."

"The poet Sadura of the Yuan Dynasty once described the scene of the Xanadu banquet, "A flute was rising in the air, the crystal palace was covered with jade screens; the kings danced and thousands of officials congratulated them, and they held high grapes to longevity the two palaces, which shows the magnificence of that time. "

Yu Dongqing nodded frequently after hearing this.

The last program was a prairie folk song played by four matouqurs, and four girls in Mongolian clothes danced gracefully.

The rhythm of the tune is very cheerful and unrestrained. Yu Dongqing can hear it, it is very similar to the original "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" from that time and space.

Yu Dongqing once watched the Morin Khuur master Qi Bao Ligao take the lead in trying forty Morin Khuur solos. The scene was simply shocking.

However, the performance of these four Morin Fhuurs is also exciting. Drinking mare kumis, eating roasted whole lamb, and listening to the sound of the fiddles, I feel that this trip is worthwhile.

After the performance, the tourists gave warm applause. An old man dressed in Mongolian clothes also said a lot of words in Mongolian. Naturally, the tour guide translated and said that he hoped that all distinguished guests here would sing and dance with everyone. Shows.

"Dad, Mom, brother-in-law, Tongtong, let's go dancing." Meili suddenly couldn't hold it anymore and said.

Ming Hanwen relied on his identity and could not sing or dance, and Liu Huiyan also refused.

"You guys go, what can I do to dance at my age?"

"Mom, who said you're old? Look at the Mongolian costume you're wearing. People say it's only worn by girls. It fits you so well!" Mingliang smiled.

When she first changed into Mongolian clothing, Liu Huiyan originally chose a middle-aged woman's elegant but slightly old-fashioned clothing, but Meili insisted that her mother wear the same Mongolian girl's clothing as she did, and also put on a red tassel pointed hat. .

He was the most stubborn person, so he had no choice but to be dragged by his daughter to the center of the tent, where he sang and danced with a large group of tourists.

Of course Yu Dongqing was no exception. She held Meili in one hand and her daughter Tongtong in the other and danced happily to the rhythm of the music.

It is also a very modern grassland-flavored folk song, like "The Fiery Sarilang" from the original time and space, but without lyrics.

It turns out that Yu Dongqing doesn't like this song "The Fiery Sarilang". He thinks that it is dressed in a prairie ethnic style, but it is actually a Douyin divine song. But now that he listens to a similar rhythm, he suddenly thinks it is quite good.

The most beautiful flower in the grassland

The fiery red Sarilang

As hot as fire

As unrestrained as fire

Infatuated person

I have her in my heart.

Thanks to all the book friends, I received a call from the website yesterday, and this is the fourth round of recommendations. In fact, the editor told me that I could have directly jumped to the homepage to recommend, but the books in this round were very strong and I had no PK, so I had to wait for the fourth round of new book recommendations next week to see if there was any chance.

In fact, that means that if there is no PK next week, then the recommendation will end here, so I hope all readers will support me!

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