The director urged quickly, “Everyone, you can actually borrow farming machines; there are foot-operated threshers, electric ones, and even all-in-one harvesting machines that save you the trouble of bundling. However, different grades of farm machinery have different rental prices.” The four members of the Guanshan Band exclaimed, thinking this was the variety show rhythm they were familiar with…
So, the five of them first went to find where to borrow farming machines. In the end, guided by the villagers, they arrived at the home of the old man who would be their fire source. Upon seeing him, they let out a wail; this old man spoke with an accent that made communication quite difficult. “Grandpa, we just want to borrow it for three days! We’ll pay you back after we sell it!” Zhang Yue shouted, pronouncing each word clearly, afraid the old man wouldn’t understand. The old man seemed disinterested, clearly having been informed beforehand, and replied, “My TV is broken.” Everyone exchanged puzzled looks. Qi Shejiang translated, “The TV is broken, right?” Zhang Yue immediately responded, “Who can fix a TV?” Zhou Dong smiled cheekily, “Grandpa, we often appear on TV; we can just sing for you, and when the other guests arrive, we’ll have them act for you.” As he said this, he winked at Zhang Yue, reminding him that the lead singer should take the stage, “You sing a bit louder.” The old man pondered for a moment and decided this could work, “Play the suona then.” Zhang Yue scoffed at his teammates, “Go ahead, play louder.” The three of them: “……” They were responsible for instruments, but who knows folk music? Xiao Xiao suddenly thought of something, “Hey, Jesse, don’t you play the sanxian? The suona is also a traditional instrument; this is actually your part, right?
