C72 I Heard about the Competition

Tao Huizhen asked about the dance contest, There had never been such a competition in Mengla County. She had ordered newspapers other than the People's Daily and the People's Daily in Yunnan Province. She was looking for the news she wanted in the advertisement board of the newspaper. In the information board of the latest Western Double Newspaper, she obtained what she had been looking for recently.

In May, there was a county-level dance competition in Jinghong City. If she could get a placing, the prize money would be quite considerable. He would also have the qualifications to compete for a higher level competition.

This was undoubtedly a chance to prove Qiuhe, and it would also be the starting line for Qiuhe's growth.

Tao Huizhen immediately took out the map of Na Province and drew a line on it. Jinghong City was northwest of Mengla, located in the middle of the province. The distance from Mengla County was more than 100 kilometers. How far was more than 100 kilometers? The distance between Big Tea Village and Mengla County was one of the ten.

After Tao Huizhen put away the map, she immediately rushed to Mengla County. Following the winding red dirt trail, Along the way, she didn't rest and entered the city. Using the phone in the newspaper stand, he dialed the contact number on the newspaper. He contacted the person in charge of the dance competition. Tao Huizhen wanted to introduce the situation of Qiuhe. Qiuhe had many advantages. Especially for Peacock Dance. However, the other party was not interested. He told her to register at the scene a week earlier at the latest. It indicated that other information had also been published in the newspaper, so there was no need to say anything else. Then, he hurriedly ended the call. The entire process only lasted for less than a minute. After Tao Huizhen said "hello," she didn't find a chance to catch her breath. The person in charge's attitude could be described as indifferent. Of course, he could not rule out the possibility of receiving countless calls like Tao Huizhen every day. However, Tao Huizhen thought. . . How many seats did I occupy among the countless calls? She put down the phone and paid. She heaved a sigh of relief and could not help but feel a little disappointed. She was worried that the registration would not go so smoothly. At the same time, At the same time, she was also filled with confidence towards the future of Qiuhe. She turned around and looked at the desolate town for a while. She stood at the bottom right corner of the small town. The shops along the street lined up from both sides and extended towards the two-story building in the distance. There were many shops, and only three to five of them were open for business. When she turned around, she thought: Where did all the people in this small county go? She couldn't figure it out for a moment, so she looked at the way back. Then, she returned to the direction of Big Tea Village without stopping.

On the way back to the village, many years of herbivorous plants were growing crazily along the way. Tao Huizhen passed by a flat wasteland. There was a huge piece of cement there, and the grey horn steel reflected the light in the afternoon. The horn steel was pieced together to form a polygonal shape. There were also a few bundles of cables, as well as a few bundles of cables. Something that looked like a signal receiver was piled up here.

Looking at these components, a tall signal tower gradually formed in Tao Huizhen's mind. She looked up at the sky, thinking that perhaps not long later, her phone would be able to reach Da Tea Village.

She continued forward and saw the high-voltage tower not far away. In the 60s and 70s, many remote regions had yet to transport electricity. At that time, it was a challenge to transport electricity from large cities to remote regions. This challenge was just like today's road to the village. With the progress of the era, these difficulties would be solved.

The difficulties would always exist yesterday, temporarily. Seeing the components of the signal tower piled up here, Tao Huizhen was even more convinced of this point. She had personally witnessed all the developments and changes in the surroundings, and she had also personally experienced it.

She looked at the vast red earth wasteland, the green mountains that were covered in layers of ridges and ridges. Tao Huizhen was caught in between the scenery and the predicament she was in.

It was close to four o'clock in the evening. At three o'clock, Tao Huizhen finally saw the small mountain village in the hinterland. She was so tired that she couldn't walk. She rested for a while before walking into Big Tea Village.

On the most straight road that was more than a hundred meters long, there was the sound of elephant feet hitting heavily. The sound came suddenly. Tao Huizhen was looking for the source of the sound. At the same time, an idea popped up in her mind: If you want to compete in Jinghong City, you need to register a week earlier. Should she and Qiuhe stay in Jinghong City and wait, or should they go back to the village and wait for the competition? She fell into such a dilemma.

At this time, the sound of an elephant's foot beating suddenly came in front of her. The old man who lived in the bamboo forest in the depths of the village carried an elephant's foot on his back and the drum came out. He was now standing in front of Tao Huizhen. He blocked Tao Huizhen's path.

"Girl, you went to Mengla County? I heard you want that child Qiuhe to participate in the dance competition in Jinghong City?" The old man did not beat the Elephant-Foot Drum. However, the drum was very sensitive. Even if it was just a corner of his clothes, it still made a heavy sound.

"I called, the other side said that they signed up a week earlier, I believe. . . "

"Nonsense! What a whimsical idea!" The old man glared angrily at Tao Huizhen: "Let me tell you, it's impossible, don't even think about it. Do you think people will buy your account just because you're from the city? Hehehe. No one would take a fancy to things from a poor and remote place. They look down on us. Wake up. "

Tao Huizhen stood there, shivering. She was frightened by the old man's ferocious appearance. Why did he suddenly lose his temper? Why did he suddenly jump out of nowhere? What was he trying to do?

"No one looks down on us. I will definitely bring Qiuhe there. I believe that there will be someone who will be able to see through us. Gold will always shine. "

The old man looked straight at Tao Huizhen as if he was chewing on her words. His eyes were filled with the light of entanglement and conflict. "I don't believe it. " The old man turned his neck, his gaze always following Tao Huizhen, as if he was analyzing the authenticity of Tao Huizhen's words. His gaze went from close to distant.

Yes, Tao Huizhen had already walked far away. No one could shake her determination. No one. The earth-shattering sound of an elephant's foot drum came from behind her. The old man beat the drum unwillingly and helplessly. The sun was setting. Her shadow was pulled in front of her.

In Tao Huizhen's impression, she had never talked to the old man. In her world, the old man had no name, just like Old Li. The impression that he gave her was that the old man was lonely and stubborn. He was currently the best craftsman in the village to produce Elephant-Foot Drums. His story was also true and false, and it also reached Tao Huizhen's ears.

There was a version of the story that was like this: When the old man was young, his technique to produce the Elephant-Foot Drum was already outstanding. He had been away from the city for a long time and had thought about making Elephant-Foot Drums in the city. But who would buy a Elephant-Foot Drum in the city? He was denied. No one there had sharp eyes. He felt that he had suffered a lot of coldness.

After a few times of being homeless, the old man returned to Dai Village. He built a bamboo house in the bamboo forest of the Great Tea Village. A few decades later, the bamboo house had been devastated. The old man had also become unsteady. He had truly become an old man. He never believed that miracles would happen, but after a few decades, He never stopped his partner's drumbeats. Perhaps he was still waiting for something? No one knew that it was a story that belonged to him.