Chapter 551: You and I Are All the Brightest Stars in the Night Sky

A temperature of 1600 degrees.

Turning the iron from solid to liquid.

Among the artists performing shirtless,

there was one slightly older man, a inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of "Da Tie Hua" invited by Qin Feng from Queshan in the Central Plains.

His name was Yang Jianjun, now over fifty years old.

He too performed shirtless, wearing a hat made from a gourd ladle on his head to protect his hair.

Reba was completely stunned...

Originally, she thought

Qin Feng's concert was nearing its end, about to finish.

But she never expected

that after the main stage was removed,

what would appear on stage was such a little-known traditional cultural performance!

Reba asked Qin Feng quietly: "The scheduled time for the concert to end is almost here. After this program, there won't be anything else, right?" She looked down.

After all, the venue for the concert was the Huaxia Cultural Tourism City.

It was still some distance from the city center.

To ensure the safety of the audience present,

the local authorities had regulations regarding the end time.

Hearing Reba's doubt,

Qin Feng nodded and replied: "The last program, the last song."

Reba's expression: OvO!

Wow?

There's still a song to listen to?

This is truly too! awesome! ~

She then asked curiously: "Old song or new song?"

Qin Feng didn't answer, but pointed to the "Da Tie Hua" performance that was about to begin.

On the other side!

Master Teacher Yang Jianjun shouted loudly with his voice raised: "Furnace opening!!!"

The audience on site,

as well as the tens of millions of viewers in the live stream,

were all dumbfounded~

--【What, skull opening? Are they going to perform surgery?】

--【What kind of comprehension is that? This is the molten iron ready, opening the furnace to prepare for Da Tie Hua!】

--【I don't understand, may I ask, what is Da Tie Hua?】

--【Isn't it written on the big screen? It's a relatively ancient form of 'fireworks'!】

--【It involves pouring the molten iron into hollowed-out willow wood sticks, then striking them so they scatter and cool in the air, just like fireworks!】 --【Holy crap, that sounds a bit dangerous!】

--【Molten iron over a thousand degrees, an ancient art performed with flesh and blood?】

--【Even the Land of the Morning Calm wouldn't dare to steal this!】

--【Brother, that statement is spot on!】

Although the Da Tie Hua on site had not yet begun,

but!

the molten iron at over a thousand degrees,

and the flesh-and-blood bodies performing shirtless,

made everyone instinctively hold their breath and focus!

Even through the screen, the audience held their breath.

At this moment,

on the big screen on site,

the subtitles changed again!

Replaced by a line of text: 【Friendly reminder: You can breathe】

Reba's expression: 【Kitten holding back tears】~

Looking at Qin Feng beside her, he was looking down and typing on his phone.

Reba asked curiously: "The words on that screen, did you replace them in real time?"

Qin Feng nodded and said: "Otherwise what?"

Before, everyone could guess

that the style of these screen subtitle copy seemed to come from Qin Feng's hand.

But they never expected it was actually typed out by him on the spot!

Reba smiled with her lips pressed together: "When it comes to program effects, it's still you."

She then asked curiously: "Why don't these masters wear protective clothing?"

Qin Feng did not answer this question directly.

Instead, he said: "In the past, there was an old saying among the common people of Huaxia: The rich set off fireworks, the poor perform Da Tie Hua."

Reba did not press further.

But instead, he pondered it carefully himself.

Before his CPU nearly burned out.

She had an epiphany!

Reba said, "In ancient times, the poor lacked thick clothing. If it burned out, they'd have nothing to wear, so they performed the iron flower show with bare chests?"

Qin Feng nodded.

If it were a relatively thick cotton coat.

Poor families would have nothing to patch if it burned out.

On the other hand, it might also fuel the molten iron.

Admittedly, in some regions where animal husbandry was relatively developed.

Protective gear like sheepskin could also be used.

But in the vast majority of cases.

Folk artists were just like this at that moment.

Performing with bare chests!

Reba said expectantly, "Isn't the furnace lit? Why hasn't it started yet?"

She rubbed her hands, waiting for a unique 'fireworks display'!

Hardcore!

Inherited!