Chapter 719: At What Level Do You Want to Welcome God with Me?

Nanjiang City Center Avenue starts from the Baisha Coast in the east and ends at the Jinhua Tunnel in the west. It runs through the central bustling avenue of Nanjiang City and the Fuman Business District. It passes by the God of Fortune and Fortune of Xiaocaishen Beer Yaye, the Blue Crystal Glass Headphones of Digital Smart Game Company, Dynasty The fishery’s distinctive big logos such as the koi leaping into the sea, and every floor tile is paved with every inch of land. It is one of the must-visit places for tourists in Nanjiang.

At this time, Nanjiang Central Avenue was filled with crowds. The noisy gongs and drums mixed with the roar of people, making it look extremely lively.

As the procession of "Poseidon" continued to advance, slowly, another wave of soaring drum sounds came from the west side of the Central Avenue accompanying the procession to welcome the god.

Different from the "Welcome to the Sea God" team that is covered in oil paint, has long beards, beats drums, and dances full of primitive and wild postures, the team on the opposite side looks much more interesting and fun.

"Good guy...have you invited all the drunkards from all dynasties here?" Han Panpan exclaimed.

The team on the opposite side dressed in different costumes, and their steps were swaying in and out, as if they were drunk. However, although they looked drunk, their postures were bold and unrestrained, as if they were doing drunken boxing, and they looked very chic. At first glance, it was like entering Zongheng Film and Television City and Chunqiu Film and Television Base, and a group of drunk "martial arts actors" were walking towards us.

These "martial arts performances" include those wearing long coats, some wearing Hanfu, some wearing horse clothes, and some carrying swords at their waists, fans holding books in their hands, and everything else.

In addition to their clothes, their hairstyles are also hard to spot.

Wearing a ponytail, ponytailing your hair, or wearing a hat are all good, but the most important thing is to wear pigtails on your head.

Cheng Yan and Han Panpan looked at those pigtails curiously. The pigtails on the heads of the "extras" are very short, only as long as an adult's finger on one side. They stick up conspicuously on their heads, like shuttlecocks. Some have one pigtail, and some have six or seven pigtails.

However, although these people have braids, they are extremely tall and tall, and they only wear cloth coats similar to waistcoats.

In the middle of their team, a young man in white robes stood on a huge drum cart in the center, waving his arms, and the roaring drum sound surged out like a huge wave from the collision of drumsticks and drum heads, directly facing them. Poseidon's welcoming team.

“I love this Bacchus!

! Big score for Team Dionysus!

!

"

Compared to the rough and arrogant 'Bacchus', Cheng Yan obviously preferred the gentle and elegant 'Bacchus'. As soon as she saw the Bacchus playing the drum, her eyes lit up.

"I don't know where the actors were hired for this festival, but the God of Wine and Poseidon fit their roles quite well."

Hearing Cheng Yan's words, the volunteer maintaining order next to him smiled.

"These two are not actors." As he said this, the volunteer pointed to the 'Bacchus' who was playing the drum.

"Did you see the silver building of Xiaocaishen Beer Yaye? The drummer is Huang Baichuan, the boss of Xiaocaishen Beer Yaye."

Cheng Yan was surprised: "So young!

! "

Han Panpan: "What about Poseidon? Which company is Poseidon's boss? Does it belong to the mineral water company?"

The volunteer didn't say a word and almost choked: "What mineral water company... That Poseidon is the owner of Langai Hotel and the president of Nanjiang Hotel Industry Association!"

Cheng Yan, Han Panpan:!

!

Are all entrepreneurs in Nanjiang selected based on their faces?

Han Panpan looked at the "Poseidon" who was nearly 2 meters tall, with well-proportioned and powerful muscles, and full of rough and explosive feeling in shock. He felt that his whole body was not good.

No wonder the hotel picks him up and "Welcome the Poseidon" for free. The co-author "Poseidon" is the big boss of the hotel, and every hotel has to give face to its own boss.

"Panpan, you said that the team that welcomed the God of Poseidon stayed in a hotel, but did those who welcomed the God of Bacchus all wholesale beer?" Cheng Yan asked curiously.

"I feel the same, they are probably all wine sellers..."

While the two people were chatting in low voices, the "Bacchus" and the "Poseidon" on the street were already fighting each other completely. The drums were beating louder than the other. The drum on one side was weaker than the one on the opposite side. The team walked forward a few steps arrogantly, with an unstoppable momentum. It felt like "whatever your level is, you are worthy of me playing drums and dancing on the street."

However, in other places it is "gods fight, mortals suffer", if changed to something like "mortals shout, gods suffer".

The more provocative the team facing the gods became, the harder the "gods" beat their drums. In the end, let alone their arms, they could barely stand on their legs.

Fortunately, the time for the two sides to "collide with the gods" did not last long. When the "two gods" were so tired that they almost rolled their eyes, the team welcoming the gods finally merged together, changed direction, and walked towards the white sand coast.

"Why did you go back again?" Han Panpan asked in confusion.

"Now it's time to send Poseidon off." The volunteer next to him replied.

Cheng Yan: "Send it to Poseidon?"

Volunteer: "Yes, Poseidon will return to the sea eventually. He can't stay on land forever. He has to be sent back after being invited."

Perhaps it was because the journey back felt familiar, or perhaps because both teams were tired from dancing, and soon the two teams arrived at the beach.

As the "Poseidon" returned to the sea, dozens of dragon boats rowed amidst the lively hustle and bustle amidst the sound of gongs, drums and horns. Dragon boat teams from dozens of small islands in the Nanjiang River rowed on the dragon boats on the sea to break the waves. , to celebrate the first Nanjiang Dragon Boat and Fish Basket Festival.

By the time the festival was completely over, it was almost evening.

Following the information from the hotel housekeeper, Cheng Yan and Han Panpan walked to the designated seats with sore legs and got on the return bus.

Facing the setting sun, the bus disappeared on the left side of the street.

At this time, another golden Benrali luxury coupe, reflecting light that could blind people, drifted at the corner of Binhai Road and flashed into the parking lot of Langai Hotel.

As soon as the car was parked, the driver quickly ran down from the driver's seat, opened the back seat door, and reached out to support the "baby" in the back seat.

"Hey, Youyou... be gentle, be gentle!"

Chen Jianhai bared his teeth and tremblingly stepped out of the car with the help of the staff. He entered through the back door of the hotel like a thief for the first time in his life, for fear that others would see him unable to take care of himself.

Ah, I’m so tired!

How could Huang Baichuan, a skateboarder, play the drums with such vigor? Later, Chen Jianhai's arms felt like they were no longer his own. He was holding on with his strong willpower.

"If I had had this energy when I was taking the college entrance examination, I would have spent money to go to Nanjiang University and join Cong Wenru, a thief!

"

After walking into the hotel, Chen Jianhai went straight to his spa center, where he received a set of luxurious health care. Amidst shouts and cries, Chen Jianhai walked into the elevator with his two remaining arms hanging down.

Looking at the "elevator girl" with a sweet smile, Chen Jianhai felt extremely happy.

Fortunately, he was generous after making money back then and hired a dedicated elevator girl for his hotel. Otherwise, he would have to raise his arm to press the elevator button today.

Dingdong's elevator door opened.

Chen Jianhai walked out of the elevator and as soon as he entered the room door with his front foot, he heard the knock on the door of "Dongdongdong".

When he opened the door, he saw a pair of bright amber peach blossom eyes.

"Boss, I heard that you can't even lift your arms."

Chen Jianhai nodded aggrievedly: "Not only does the arm hurt, but the waist also hurts, the back also hurts, and the legs can hardly stand anymore."

Peach Blossom Eyes: "Do you need me to give you a full body massage?"

Chen Jianhai was stunned for a moment, then nodded crazily!