Aziz bowed to them with his hands, graceful and stage-like feeling, and then he began to jump.

Actually, it just started to turn around.

Yang Shubao thought he was warming up, but in the next three or five minutes, Aziz kept spinning around, and the rotation speed was very fast, probably in one second. The wide skirt flew under the centrifugal force, and the red, yellow and blue colors bloomed, like a blooming flower.

But he felt that this metaphor was not very suitable, after all, Aziz was a big man.

After looking at it for a while, Mason showed a sudden look on his face. He turned his head and said, "Oh, I understand, what kind of dance is this? What kind of dance is it?"

Yang Shubao tentatively expressed his opinion: "Little gyro? Gyro dance?"

He remembered that one year on the Spring Festival Gala, a girl with fairy spirit performed this kind of dance. Lao Yang didn't see her face clearly throughout the whole process, but was impressed by the leisurely fairy spirit in her dance posture, and almost selected her on the list of lovers in her dreams.

Massen gave him a blank look and said, "No, yes, it's Sophie Dance! Yes, this is Sophie Dance!"

"Sophie Dance? Is the founder called Sophie or is it a dance that I can dance even with Sophie?"

"There is a sect called Sophie. It emphasizes asceticism and meditation. It is believed that through constant rotation, one can enter a state of unity between man and nature, so as to achieve the purpose of getting close to God. This should be the case. I don't know much. This is a dance in North Africa, which is rare in Central Africa and South Africa." Mason recalled the explanation.

At first, Aziz just turned around quickly. As the puffy skirt was fully unfolded, he began to add some arms and limb movements during the rotation. Uncle Yang did not taste the beauty, but could experience an excellent sense of rhythm.

Mason introduced him: "Yes, this is the Sophie dance of Egypt. It originally originated in Turkey, but the Egyptians have made many improvements to make it more exciting and more ornamental. It seems that strictly speaking, this is not a dance, but a religious activity."

Since religious issues are involved, Lao Yang will not talk nonsense. North Africa is the territory of Allah.

But there was a question that confused him, and he couldn't help asking: "Is this Sophie dance done by men? I mean most single dances are played by women, right?"

Mason explained: "Africa is a continent of dance, and there are many single dances that men dance. Sophie dance is one of them. Not to mention that the dancers are all males, even the drummers are all males... Oh, this dance needs to be accompanied by the sound of drums. Do you have drums?"

"No."

"Then put your butt right!"

Yang Shubao was speechless: "Phook your butt to accompany others? You are really a talented person, but you have to pat your own..."

"I'm talking about this butt seed, what are you thinking about?"

The seeds are of great use. Mason reached out to pat them, and there was a dull sound.

Africans are born dancers, and they are good at singing, dancing, and drumming. Although Mason is a white man, he is also a native African. He slapped the seeds with both hands and made a sense of rhythm.

With the drums cheering Aziz danced even more happily. After dancing for twenty minutes, Yang Shubao was dazzled.

Finally, Aziz stopped panting and smiled, "I've been so tired recently. I could jump for half an hour before."

Uncle Yang applauded warmly: "It's already amazing. Come on, come on, sit down and have a drink. Xixi, come on a bottle of soda, and remember it in my account."

After skipping the Sophie dance, Aziz didn't stay for a long time. He took a break and wanted to leave.

He originally wanted to leave yesterday, but he couldn't contact Yang Shubao yesterday and chose to stay overnight. Today he was going to Hluhluwei, so he had to set off as soon as possible.

Aziz rode a tricycle, and after the sphinx statue was placed in the car, he got on the car and was about to set off.

Yang Shubao asked: "Are you going to ride such a tricycle around the world?"

Aziz smiled and said, "I originally drove a car, but after entering Ethiopia, my car was stolen. So I changed it to a motorcycle, but when I passed through Somalia, my car was stolen. In the end, I changed it to a bicycle and then used it safely."

Yang Shubao said: "Isn't this very tiring?"

Aziz pointed to his chest and said, "The body will be tired, but the heart is very light, and this is also a practice. The more tired the body, the closer the heart will be to God, Allah Akbar."

Mason put his right hand on his heart and said honestly: "Allah Hu Akbar."

Yang Shubao said admiringly: "You are such a pious and modest believer. I must take off your hat and pay tribute to you."

Aziz smiled sadly and said, "In fact, it was not Allah who prompted me to embark on the journey, but my wife. She passed away a year ago. She is a sculptor. Her dream of life is to go all over the world to see what the world is like. And I am a doctor. I have always believed that the operating room is the world given to me by Allah. When she passed away, I realized that I was wrong. In fact, my wife is the world given to me by Allah. So I thought, my world is gone, so let's go to my wife's world to see."

"How did you find her world?" Mason asked with interest.

Aziz said: "It is colorful, brilliant and wonderful."

As he said that, he looked up at the end of the grassland, with a leisurely expression: "I didn't know before that when I was in a traffic jam, a group of flying fish jumped out of the sea and flew unrestrainedly in the Indian Ocean; I didn't know that when I was looking at the checklist, there were a few shovel lizards in the Namibi desert making holes in the golden sand layer; I didn't know that when I was dealing with the patients' families to find fault, a Chinese friend in the distant South Africa was taking care of a young lion in the Great Saint Lucia Reserve."

Uncle Yang smiled and said, "This is beautiful."

"The world is more beautiful. I want to give you a sentence Alfreddo said in "Cinema Paradise". If you don't go out for a walk, you will think that the whole world is by your side." Aziz said, "Goodbye, we will meet again in the future. May Allah bless you."

Looking at his back as he was leaving, Yang Shubao asked himself: "What is my world?"

The tree spirit panel appears quickly: [Young city lord, your world is the tree of life.]

Uncle Yang closed the panel mercilessly.

Mason smiled and said, "What is the world? It is gain, loss, drinking, barbecue, dancing, beauty, laughing happily, crying happily, this is the truth of the world."

Yang Shubao said contemptuously: "You know that eating and playing, you should do something more meaningful, such as traveling around the world like Aziz."

Mason nodded thoughtfully and said, "That's right, there are countless fine wines in the world that I have never tasted, and countless beauties that I have never made out intimate. But how do you know that I have not traveled around the world?"

Uncle Yang looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You won't really travel around the world, are you?"
Chapter completed!