Chapter 101: The Town's Cold Reception Strengthens Her Resolve

  Run naked, must beg for votes to wear clothes and keep warm.

  Someone apparently didn't know that he was about to get a great opportunity that many second-rate and third-rate celebrities dream of, which can make money and show his face. Moreover, he is also standing on the "same starting line" with Sun Li, who is now a first-rate film and television star.

  He didn't have any extra energy to pay attention to other things. Because at this moment, he really only had one feeling, that was: miserable.

  After having breakfast, Xiaosha decided to start learning foreign languages diligently and set off again in the rain, with today's goal being to reach Zhangjiajie, a famous domestic tourist city.

  If viewed from a satellite map, the Red Rock Creek where he is currently located is only about 70 kilometers away from Zhangjiakou City. At this distance, it would take no more than half a day to get there even on foot, let alone by bike.

  However, as mentioned earlier, western Hunan is full of mountains, rivers and valleys, with dense forests covering many areas, some of which are still vast expanses of untouched primeval forest, where you can even see the tracks left behind by wild boars.

  So, just imagine if Xiao Su Ge really went straight and crossed mountains and rivers, what a hassle that would be.

  Especially now in the summer, there are all kinds of venomous snakes and scorpions, centipedes and other poisonous species in the mountains. If you don't have experience but rush around recklessly, if you accidentally get stung or bitten by something, it will be too late to cry out for help.

  What's even more frustrating is that when he took out his phone to check the time, he found that the signal in the mountain forest was intermittent. If something really happened, it would be impossible to call for help.

  So he could only move forward according to the route map provided by the system, even if it wasn't a straight line, but Xiao Sao had no choice.

  After riding in the light rain for about 40 minutes and covering nearly 10 kilometers, he finally saw a street that was not very prosperous.

  At this time, Xiao Sao had actually deviated from the direction of Zhang Jia's house. Hmm, the main direction was still correct, but he had to take a detour.

  "Is this really the main street of a town? How can it be so run down?"

  Arriving at the street corner, Xiaosan stopped his bike and stood on a very old and bumpy road that was less than 8 meters wide. He curiously looked around the streets where there were hardly any people walking by. Then he started asking questions out of curiosity.

  To be honest, he has been through so many small towns along the way and has seen both rich and poor ones, but he really hasn't seen such a dilapidated town.

  The buildings on both sides of the street are mostly two-story small houses, with no more than three stories. Although a layer of ceramic tiles is indeed attached to the exterior walls of these small houses, it seems that they have been there for many years. The original white or yellow ceramic tiles are now all covered with a thick layer of black dust, which really gives off a sense of decline.

  Apart from these old and low buildings, the road surface on the entire street is also severely damaged. As Xiao Xiao Ge's gaze swept across, all he saw were potholes everywhere, at least several years without any maintenance.

  "This is a gathering place for the Tujia people, and more than half of the people are ethnic minorities." The system quickly made an interpretation.

  It wasn't necessary to explain the system, because Xiao Ge soon discovered a few minority compatriots wearing ethnic costumes, holding umbrellas and carrying backpacks, chatting in a somewhat unique accent while walking towards him.

  "Is this the Tujia?" Xiaosan Ge looked at these several compatriots of minority nationalities wearing bright colors with great curiosity.

  Forgive someone for being ignorant, he really doesn't understand ethnic minorities very well. At most, he knows that Miao compatriots like to wear gold and silver (watched The Smiling Proud Wanderer), and Mongolian compatriots seem to be mostly quite robust (they eat beef and drink milk).

  "This is a Zhuang person!" The system had to remind him.

  Xiao Sa Ge was choked for a moment, then quickly withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice: "I suddenly realized that they all seem to like wearing gold and silver? So it's not just the Miao people who do this?"

  This sentence once again fully exposed someone's ignorance. In fact, many ethnic minority compatriots have this tradition of "showing off their family background", especially during festivals and celebrations, when everyone will take out their own family background to show off.

  Of course, it's not just ethnic minorities who like to wear gold and silver. From ancient times to the present, which Han person doesn't consider gold more important than anything else? Those with money and power, which family can resist hiding some gold, silver, and jewels?

  "In fact, many ethnic groups such as Zhuang, Yao and Tujia are still accustomed to living in their own stilt houses, and for this kind of reinforced concrete building, many people actually can't get used to it yet!" The system explained again.

  "I'm dizzy, with running water, electric lights and telephones, who can't get used to it?"

  Xiao Swan would not believe it if he had a choice, he would definitely choose high-rise buildings, how convenient?

  Of course, if there is a villa, then it's a different story.

  "They mostly live in mountainous areas and need to farm and raise livestock, is living upstairs really convenient?" the system said calmly.

  This sentence is actually correct, because on this road, Xiao Sao really saw too many Diaojiao buildings and old-fashioned earth houses. Although they don't seem to fit his "aesthetic", after all, he himself grew up in the countryside and really doesn't like these old buildings.

  "Whatever, I'll just find a place to start performing then. By the way, is there really someone willing to watch in the rain?"

  After what happened yesterday, Xiao Sa Ge was still very confident, but as soon as he thought that this was a gathering place for ethnic minorities and looked quite backward, he immediately felt a bit uneasy.

  If others don't appreciate his various "arts", then should he just waste away here?

  "Don't underestimate others' artistic accomplishments, many ethnic minorities actually have a high level of singing and dancing skills." The system had to remind.

  This sentence reminded someone that he also remembered the many ethnic minority compatriots' performances of national songs and dances, as well as national instrumental performances seen on TV before.

  Alright then, in that case, let's find a more open and crowded place to start!

  Xiaohe felt slightly relieved, so he pushed his bicycle slowly towards the center of the street.

  It was said to be the center of the street, but after he really walked in, he found that this so-called small town was actually a small gathering place with only over 1,000 people. The streets were also short, less than 100 meters long, and there was no good place for him to stop and start performing.

  Maybe it's indeed a bit too far away, the information spread too slowly, even though Xiao Shuai Ge's figure and style are very eye-catching, even if he didn't wear sunglasses or make any disguise, but unfortunately, not a single person recognized this "superstar".

  "Is it possible that no one knows me?"

  When Xiao Ge once again brushed past several passersby who had sized him up, he finally muttered to himself.

  The mood is very complicated, and it's hard to say what the feeling is. He thought he was already getting used to being surrounded by "fans", and he was even afraid of being chased by those "fans" for autographs. However, now that he has discovered that he is not as absolutely in the spotlight as he imagined, he feels a sense of discomfort in his heart instead.

  What are stars most afraid of? Of course, it's being collectively forgotten by reporters and fans!

  Even if it's not for the sake of fame, they fear being forgotten, because that would mean their existence would be insignificant from then on, just like a passerby. Is this kind of feeling something that those stars who have enjoyed the spotlight and applause can easily bear?

  But now, Xiaohe has "enjoyed" it ahead of time. Although he was still full of energy in front of dozens of reporters last night, and although he understood that this "cold treatment" actually had objective reasons, he just felt a bit disappointed.

  It turns out that Ge is still far from being a real superstar! If a giant star like Liu Dehua were to come here, I'm afraid he would have been recognized and surrounded by everyone long ago?

  "I must really become a big star, wherever there are Chinese people, there must be fans of mine!"

  After standing still for a moment, someone clenched their fist again and made an oath.

  Then he glanced around and took out his guitar, standing in place and strumming "ding ding ding".

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