The annual Tiantong Mountain Scenic Area Summer Festival in Beizhou City had been delayed due to a certain provincial leader's lack of time. Finally, it officially kicked off on the day of the summer solstice.
As mentioned earlier, Tiantong Mountain Scenic Area was famous for its "Three Eyes Spring". It had also built villas and sanatoriums, making it another tourist attraction in Xijiang Province. Although it was not as famous as the "Holiday Villa" in Dongzhou City, nor did it have the various health programs of the "Xianyue Hall" in Dongzhou City, its unique hot spring resources and comfortable and pleasant natural environment had also attracted the attention of leaders at all levels.
The former Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, Tan Liangnian, had taken a fancy to this place. Every winter, he would stay there for a period of time to recuperate and cultivate his mind.
With the provincial leader Tan Lao here, Tiantong Mountain Scenic Area became famous for a while. Some leaders came to visit because they wanted to get a taste of the "divine aura". Because of this, the leaders of Beizhou City attached great importance to Tiantong Mountain Scenic Area. They did not hesitate to carry out large-scale construction and wantonly expansion to cater to the taste of their superiors. It had become a platform for flattery.
The Summer Festival had been held for three consecutive years. This year was the fourth year. Tian Chunqiu, the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, personally supervised the preparations for the Summer Festival. Because Huang Jiyang, the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, had to attend the banquet, every aspect could not be sloppy. Although there were still many unsatisfactory aspects, it was like the New Year. It was the end of the year, and it was okay to not be fully prepared.
Because Xia Jinhe had a performance, Lu Yiwei arrived at the opening ceremony early. He chose a secluded corner, smoked, and looked at the busy staff on the stage.
At the scene of the opening ceremony, each square formation was like a block of tofu, dressed in colorful clothes, neatly exposed to the scorching sun. Some were fanning their hats hard, some were sweating profusely, and they were chatting with each other in full swing. The staff on the stage were even more busy. They shouted at the top of their lungs and jumped up and down in a hurry. There was always something to do until the last moment.
It was already 9: 30. According to the original scheduled opening time, it had been delayed by half an hour. The crowd at the scene became restless because of the hot weather. Some of them complained in a low voice, some of them hid in the shade, and some of them simply sat on the ground and took off their shoes to study their feet. The whole scene was in a state of disunity, as if they had been defeated in a battle.
Lu Yiwei was also a little annoyed. He hid in a corner and called Xia Jinhe, but no one answered. He could only smoke one cigarette after another.
At ten o 'clock, the leaders finally entered the VIP seats with vigorous steps. Lu Yiwei stood on his tiptoes and looked around. Other than the leaders of Bei Zhou City, he was surprised to see that the Provincial Party Committee Secretary Huang Mingyan, the former Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee Tan Liangnian, and the Deputy Governor Qiu Yuanhang were also present. It seemed that Bei Zhou City had put in a lot of effort this time for such a powerful figure to attend.
The opening ceremony dragged on, like an old lady's foot-wrapping cloth. It was long and smelly. Lin Haifeng, the Mayor of Bei Zhou City, presided over the ceremony. Tian Chunqiu, the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, gave an opening speech. Qiu Yuanhang, on behalf of the Provincial Party Committee, gave a brief speech … The series of speeches took nearly an hour. The primary school students standing in the front row, ready to present flowers, were excited at first, but now they were like frosted eggplants, showing signs of heat stroke.
The cultural performance finally began. Just like the Spring Festival Gala, the first program was always the lively and unpredictable "Dance of the Demons". A large group of dancers in bright red and purple costumes swayed joyfully to the singing of "Good Days". Their faces were smiling exaggeratedly, singing the peace of the world with clumsy dance moves. After dancing for a long time, they did not know what to express. They might as well invite a group of uncles and aunties to the square to dance a lively square dance.
After the dance, the host was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He recited a large section of the development indicators of Bei Zhou City in recent years, not forgetting to praise the wise leadership of the Bei Zhou Government. It was disgusting. However, the audience below the stage did not seem to buy it. When the second program was announced, it was the appearance of Fan Ying, a singer with a small reputation in the country. The scene suddenly exploded. Fans crazily crowded and screamed, all for a closer look at the beauty of the star. Lu Yiwei, who was hiding in the distance, was very calm. He was not that fanatical about chasing stars. What he was concerned about was Xia Jinhe's performance.
Fan Ying's performance brought the opening ceremony to a small climax. The audience was extremely excited, shouting the name of their idol over and over again. Some even fainted because of the lack of oxygen. It was really incomprehensible.
The next program was really boring. Lu Yiwei simply hid in the car, turned on the air conditioner, and adjusted the seat to the most comfortable position. He closed his eyes and looked forward to Xia Jinhe's appearance.
After three or four programs, when the host announced "national first-class dancer Tong Huan," Lu Yiwei suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked at the stage. He saw Tong Huan floating out from the side of the stage in a white dress like a cloud. Accompanied by the soft sound of the guzheng and pipa, she danced like Chang 'e. Sometimes, her sleeves fluttered, and sometimes, she danced lightly. Her dance was skillful and beautiful. She was worthy of being a national dancer, and it was intoxicating.
Last time, Tong Huan invited Lu Yiwei to the provincial theater to watch her performance, but he found an excuse to stand her up. From the bottom of his heart, Lu Yiwei did not want to be involved with this kind of woman. Not to mention that she was Ding Changhua's mistress, even if she was not, they were not the same kind of person. Seeing Tong Huan's elegant dance, while Lu Yiwei praised her, he also sighed for her. Who would have thought that there was so much sadness and helplessness hidden behind the glamour?
Tong Huan's dance won a burst of applause, and Lu Yiwei could not help but applaud. He hoped that Tong Huan could rely on her own ability to live a dignified life, instead of sacrificing her future on the long journey of selling her soul. Such was life, and so were the years.
After five or six programs, the host on the stage finally announced, "The Tiantong River nourishes the ancient city of Beizhou, and the Yellow River encourages the children of Beizhou to forge ahead. On the road of reform and opening up, they create one miracle after another with their diligent hands, and inject new vitality and charm into the development of Beizhou. Next, let's welcome Xia Jinhe, the youngest professor of Beizhou University who studied in the United States, with her solo dance" The Phantom. "Let's welcome her …"
Xia Jinhe walked out with light steps, a smile on her face, and nodded slightly to the audience. Today, Xia Jinhe was wearing black tights, and her figure was curvaceous. Her hair was tied up in a small bun on the top of her head, and her fair skin made her look fresh and clean. When the corners of her mouth were raised, small dimples could be vaguely seen on both sides of her face, making her look even more charming. Wearing sunglasses, Lu Yiwei leaned against the car and gazed at Xia Jinhe, who was about to become his wife. He was extremely excited and satisfied.
The music started, and Xia Jinhe danced gracefully to the rhythm. She freely expressed her personal feelings through her body language, and used her dance movements to touch the soul of the dancer. It was very beautiful, as if she was crying and complaining.
Lu Yiwei did not know how to dance, but when he was watching Xia Jinhe's performance, he was deeply moved by the beautiful dance and the moving melody. He did not expect Xia Jinhe to have such attainments in dancing. She was not inferior to Tong Huan, who was a professional. On the contrary, she was more delicate in handling emotions, and almost used her life to express her interpretation of "The Phantom".
Just like the day when she sang in the western restaurant, after Xia Jinhe finished dancing, the audience was silent for a while, and then there was a thunderous applause. Especially the leaders sitting in the first row, they whispered to each other and gave her a thumbs up.
Seeing that the audience approved of Xia Jinhe so much, Lu Yiwei was very proud. He wanted to rush backstage and give her a big hug. The appearance of Xia Jinhe had indeed changed Lu Yiwei a lot. More importantly, it was his understanding of ideology and yearning for a better life.
Lu Yiwei was really not in the mood to enjoy the next program. He could not hold back his excitement and went backstage. He looked at the exit from afar, looking forward to the appearance of Xia Jinhe.
Xia Jinhe seemed to feel that Lu Yiwei was watching her not far away. After changing her clothes, she hurriedly ran out to look around. Their eyes met unexpectedly. Xia Jinhe waved her arms excitedly and ran over like a deer.
Lu Yiwei hugged Xia Jinhe and praised her, "Jinhe, your performance today has completely convinced me. It's amazing!"
"Hehe," Xia Jinhe chuckled shyly and said, "Am I really that good at dancing?"
"Of course!" Lu Yiwei said seriously, "Don't you know who you are? It's obvious that you are better than them. Haha."
Being praised by the man she loved was a hundred times better than being praised by others. Xia Jinhe's heart was as sweet as honey. She took Lu Yiwei's hand and said, "Thank you for your praise, husband. It's my greatest happiness to be recognized by you."
Lu Yiwei kissed Xia Jinhe's cheek and whispered, "I won't go back tonight. I want to make love to you …"
"Oh!" Xia Jinhe's face immediately turned red. She hurriedly looked around. When she was sure that no one cared about the two of them, she said, "Aren't you ashamed? How can you say such words in broad daylight …"
"Haha!" Lu Yiwei said, "You're my wife. What's there to be shy about? It's settled then. I'll book a room later."
Xia Jinhe lowered her head and smiled shyly. She pushed Lu Yiwei and said, "I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I still have a program, and it'll be my turn soon. I'll call you later." After that, she reluctantly ran into the dressing room backstage.
Lu Yiwei looked at Xia Jinhe's back. Looking at her, his heart was filled with sweetness and love. At this time, he realized how happy it was to miss someone. He couldn't help but touch his cheek, feeling the breath and smell left by Xia Jinhe.
"Is this your girlfriend?"
Tong Huan suddenly appeared beside Lu Yiwei, which really shocked him. He looked back at Tong Huan and said, "Why are you here?"
Tong Huan didn't look at Lu Yiwei. Instead, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at the endless flow of people in the dressing room. He smiled and said, "Why can't I be here?"
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