C691 This Heat

Mr. Wilson was very quiet now, his eyes never leaving the stage, waiting for the next performance. He was a far cry from the person who had just been curious about everything.

Within a few minutes, the stage was filled with a unique music, followed by a group of men and women striding onto the stage in their national costumes.

Wilson, who had been talking with his assistant with his head lowered, locked his gaze on the stage.

Although he couldn't speak a single word, Mr. Wilson did look at the performance with great interest. It was as if he could understand the content of the performance on the stage.

Gong Sheng and An Xin looked at the stage in admiration as well.

The performance on the stage is a story about a boy chasing a girl. Under the encouragement of his fellow village friends, the boy finally mustered up the courage to confess to his beloved girl. Through the dance between the two of them and the singing, more than their own heart of love, the dancing out of this feeling of passion.

The girl also shyly expressed her love for the boy, and in the end, the two of them happily shared a story.

During this period of time, the four of them did not say a single word as they watched the performance onstage with rapt attention. The four of them only came back to their senses when they heard the warm applause.

Mr. Wilson immediately turned to look at An Xin beside him and gave him a thumbs-up, nodding repeatedly.

"Although I don't know what exactly they are singing, I can tell that they are telling a story of chasing after love. It's very beautiful, and I really like it. Furthermore, the clothes they wear are very unique, and even the hair ornaments on their heads are very beautiful. This trip is very meaningful! "

"As long as Mr. Wilson likes it, this is just one of our people. There's still a lot more to come, I hope I can give you some inspiration." As soon as he finished, a few more people stepped onto the stage and a new round of performances began.

After the morning performance, it was already close to noon.

The four of them did not want to have a proper meal. Instead, they simply ate some food in the village and waited for the performance to start in the afternoon.

If it was before, it would have been impossible for the palace sage to do such things, or even eat these foods without any guarantees, let alone eat them. Now, not only had he eaten, but he had also accompanied them for so long in such a crowded place.

An Xin looked at the palace sage at her side, then shifted her gaze to the stage and smiled.

Noticing how his wife was looking at him, Gong Sheng reached out and took An Xin's hand and placed it on his palm.

Since he was suddenly stopped, An Xin didn't even need to look to know that it was someone beside her. The smile on her face became even brighter.

After one day, the four of them were satisfied, especially Mr. Wilson. He expressed his thoughts nonstop on the way back. After expressing his excitement, Mr. Wilson fell silent and began to think slowly about everything he had come into contact with today.

After seeing Mr. Wilson off, only An Xin and the Holy Man were left in the car.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?" Gong Sheng drove the car forward as he asked An Xin, who was standing beside him, about the situation.

"I don't know. I've seen most of what I can see, and I don't know what to show Mr. Wilson next, or where to find the material he needs." An Xin shook his head and said.

"There shouldn't be any need for tomorrow. He has seen enough today and will be absorbing what he saw in the hotel for the next few days. Tomorrow, it won't be so hard."