A top superstar who started as a composer

Chapter 295
After closing the map, others urged Chun Yu to take out the note.

Chun Yu didn't hesitate either.

In fact, she was very curious herself.

Carefully opened the white paper, and it was still very beautiful Xingkai, a poem: "The jasper makeup is as tall as a tree, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down. I don't know who will cut out the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is like scissors."

A very simple poem to understand, but also very beautifully written.

Even though they were well prepared, everyone was still overwhelmed by the whimsy of this poem:

"It feels like I'm describing the scenery, but the depiction is very anthropomorphic."

"Is it still describing which painting?"

"It's unlikely to put two clues in the same place."

"It should be some kind of plant, thin leaves or something, is it a flower or a tree?"

"Grown in February?"

"Friends, don't you think the second sentence is very clear?"

"Thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down, such a description, the first thing I think of is the willows on the river bank!"

"It's true, big brother!"

"..."

In just a few minutes, someone guessed the answer.

The friends present also expressed their reasons.

Chun Yu also nodded frequently: "The more I think about it, the more I feel that this poem depicts a willow tree, thin leaves, ten thousand hanging down, green trees, it fits so well, doesn't it?"

Everyone else agrees with this answer.

However, some friends hesitated and said, "It's so easy to guess? Is this too simple?"

The others were taken aback for a moment, and felt that this made sense.

On the other hand, Chun Yu shook his head and smiled, "I think this difficulty is normal."

Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, she explained: "When Jingluo was preparing these poetic riddles, he must have never thought that so many of us would solve them, right?"

"That's right!" Someone suddenly realized: "If ordinary tourists get the clues, they will generally not share them. They want to press the poke to solve the puzzle, and then find the whale drop by themselves, and enjoy the results alone."

In this case, for a single person, the difficulty of this poem riddle is sufficient.

"Unfortunately, Your Highness never expected that the person who first found the first clue was a network anchor."

As a result, tens of thousands of netizens participated in the first time.

Summarizing the wisdom of the vast number of water friends, is it not a matter of minutes to solve the puzzle?
After all, Whale Fall is just setting up a threshold, and it's not that he doesn't want people to guess.

Thinking of this, everyone is happy:

"When His Highness finally sees so many of us finding him together, I wonder if he will be shocked!"

"At that time, each of us will make a request!"

"Hey, hey, you guys are too much, but I really like it!"

"I can't wait to see Jingluo's dazed expression!"

"Screenshot, when the time comes, you must take a screenshot and make it into an emoticon package!"

"Hurry up, let's do it!"

"..."

After imagining the scene where the whale fell was found for a while, everyone immediately enthusiastically devoted themselves to analyzing the clues.

"In terms of willows, can this park be linked to willows?"

"That's a lot. I remember that there are several places along the river bank where willow trees are planted."

"About the willow tree, is there any landmark?"

"Or is there any venue whose name is Willow?"

"Check it out."

"..."

Soon everyone locked on the target:

"There is a sea willow sculpture in the sculpture hall, is it possible to refer to this?"

"I remember that in the handicraft trading area, there is a kind of hand-woven piece called wicker."

"It's most likely these two, but it can't be both, right?"

"..."

Everyone discussed for a while, and finally decided to go to the handicraft trading area to have a look.

The reason is mainly because sea willows are used for sea willow carvings, and the poem about whale falling is obviously written about willows on the shore, which is not quite consistent.

The willow weaving is made of willow branches on the shore.

So, everyone stood up from the lawn, patted the grass clippings, and headed towards the trading area with high spirits.

People who don't know just think that this is a large tour group, and the daughter who is holding a live broadcast on her mobile phone is the tour guide.

With so many people flocking to the trading area, it looked like a tour guide had brought leeks.Received a warm welcome from many stall owners.

"Son, would you like to see the pottery?"

"Oil-paper umbrella, would you like one?"

"This is a bamboo flower basket, which is very convenient to put things in and can also be used as a decoration."

"Ghost work ball, isn't it amazing?"

"..."

Many feel they would be seduced if there were no more curious things to do.

After walking through the crowds for a while, they saw a sign that said willow weaving.

Inside, an old man is concentrating on weaving a small frame with willow branches.

Others, no different.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't help but began to wonder if they had found the wrong place.

"Have you seen anyone special?"

"No."

"Did you guess wrong? Not here?"

Everyone involuntarily began to wonder if they and others came to the wrong place.

With so many people gathered in front of his stall, it naturally attracted the attention of the working elderly.

He looked up at these young people and asked, "What do you want to buy?"

Everyone is a little embarrassed, they are not here to buy things.

But they didn't want to leave.

In the end, Chun Yu thought about it, pointed to the small baskets that had been woven and asked, "Master, can we take a look at these baskets?"

The uncle hesitated a bit: "These are all made by others and cannot be bought or sold. You can look at others!"

As soon as Chun Yu said this, before Chun Yu could react, another young man's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Master, who ordered these?"

"I don't know!" The old man shook his head.

The young man was in a hurry: "You didn't know why you did it for others? What if it was someone who lied to you?"

"He has already paid for it." The old man asked if you were stupid.

Chun Yu also came to his senses at this time, and hurriedly asked: "Did that man say when he will come to pick up the goods?"

"He's not here to get it!"

The others were a little stunned when they heard the words.

But come to get it, is it to look at the old man's pity and give him money?
One of the girls was a little speechless: "People don't want it anymore, do you still keep these baskets and not sell them?"

"Who said he didn't want it anymore!" Looking at these young people, the old man felt like he was looking at some bastards who were anxious about their IQ.

"Didn't you say that he didn't even come to get it?"

"If he doesn't come to get it, won't someone send it to him?"

The girl blushed for a while, feeling that she was being despised by the uncle, she couldn't help being depressed: "Then you want to leave the stall alone and send it over by yourself?"

"I didn't send it."

"Then who will send it?"

"You guys!" the old man said as a matter of course.

"What?" Chun Yu and the others were astonished.

"Hey!" The uncle pointed to the note in Chun Yu's hand: "If you have this, it must be the person who delivered the goods for me."

Everyone suddenly realized.

This is a well-designed link!

At this moment, they no longer had any doubts, and they guessed right, and this was where the answer pointed.

"Master, you should have said it earlier! Let us guess."

After complaining, everyone didn't hesitate any longer, and they all reached out to pick up the baskets placed by the uncle on the stall, and prepared to deliver the goods for him.

One of the young men eagerly asked, "Master, tell me, where are you going to send it?"

The old man rolled his eyes and continued with the work at hand: "There is still one thing that has not been edited, please wait a little longer. And you, that young man, put down the frame on your hand, that is not what you want to give away."

The strong guy with the small frame didn't care at all, and shook the object in his hand: "It's okay, I bought it."

The uncle ignored it when he heard the words.

On the contrary, Chun Yu raised the white note in his hand: "Master, how did you know that we are the ones who are going to deliver the goods? What if you mistakenly admit it?"

The old man of Liubian didn't raise his head: "The one with the seal on the slip of paper, I've seen one before, so I won't mistake it."

Upon hearing this, Chun Yu immediately turned the note over and saw that there was indeed a small red stamp, which should be the seal of Whale Fall.

Can't help but be more happy.

They were just looking at the verses before and didn't notice this.

There is actually anti-counterfeiting, so the value of this note is even greater.

And the others, seeing the note in Chun Yu's hand, became even more envious.

There are still two of Jingluo's ink treasures, which are much more precious and valuable than many obvious autographed photos.

Moreover, it is said that local tyrants have already bid for it on the Internet, and it is said that hundreds of thousands have been bid for it, and it is not known whether it is true or not.

To travel and actually make a fortune is no one's luck.

While waiting for the uncle to finish the last piece of willow weaving in his hand, Chunyu took the audience in the live broadcast room to stroll around this trading street, and selected some small items for the water friends in the live broadcast room. Half an hour later, the willow weaving The uncle finally finished the basket in his hand.

After receiving the newly completed willow weaving work and a note with the address from the uncle, everyone walked out of the trading area in a mighty manner.

Then, according to the address on the note, I turned around and came to a handmade paper workshop.

Then they were led by the staff to Guan Shan, who was experiencing papermaking.

"Mr. Guan Shan! This is the willow weaving you ordered." Chun Yu and the others sent something a little apprehensive to Guan Shan, a first-class lyricist.

Guan Shan was taken aback when he saw so many people coming: "Why are there so many of you?"

Chun Yu explained the situation with a little embarrassment, and at the same time felt a little uneasy. After all, they came here to solve the puzzle with so many people, and they really didn't talk about martial arts.

Guan Shan wasn't angry at all when he heard the words, instead he laughed out loud: "Hahaha, now I'll see what Jingluo is going to do."

"However, since this is the case, I can't let you easily get the clues in my hands." After laughing, Guan Shan touched his chin: "Well, you are here to help for half an hour, and I will let you pass. "

Of course everyone has no opinion.

In fact, many young people are quite curious about the ancient method of hand-made paper.

So some people began to clean the bark, some helped to crush the boiled raw materials, and some helped to scavenge the materials...it was very busy.

In Chunyu's live broadcast room, many people also expressed emotion:
"I didn't expect that it would be so tedious to make a piece of paper by hand!"

"It's not easy, it's really not easy!"

"I seem to understand why Jingluo is so good at playing such a game!"

"He is leading us to appreciate more traditional Chinese skills!"

"Chinese painting, willow weaving, and papermaking, this is what Jingluo wants us to experience more deeply about these cultural heritages."

"Whale Fall is really a very responsible star."

"You thought he was joking, but in fact, behind everything he did, there was an unusual meaning!"

"Suddenly curious what the next item will be."

"I'm envious of the tourists in Xiaoyue Garden again."

"..."

After more than half an hour, some people were so tired that their backs ached, and Chunyu received the next map and white paper from Guan Shan.

Although quite tiring, everyone has a feeling of value for money.

Who would have thought that they came here to travel originally to relax their bodies and minds.

I didn't expect to be pressured to do physical work and still enjoy it. It's strange to look like I've earned it.

What is even more speechless is that a bunch of people in the live broadcast room can't wait to replace it.

Near five o'clock in the afternoon, a group of people finally got something from Guan Shan.

After leaving the papermaking workshop, I found a gazebo to sit down.

Everyone couldn't wait to open the map, and sure enough, they saw a small area marked with a red cross.

However, there is still a large area that has not been ruled out, and the target cannot be locked.

"Sure enough, it is impossible to have a result so soon, and we have to continue to the next level."

"I'm looking forward to the game going on forever. Wouldn't it be possible to see several new poems about Whalefall?"

"Yes, yes, the more levels in this game, the better!"

"Don't look at the map, new poems, new poems!"

"The little book is ready."

"..."

The friends present did not show any disappointment, they only urged Chun Yu to open the note.

Chun Yu naturally did not hesitate, opened the note, and a friend stood behind her and read aloud in the familiar font:

"When the autumn comes on September [-]th, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The fragrance of the sky spreads through Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor."

"Hiss!" Someone gasped:
"This verse is so domineering!"

"Yes, yes, I understand what is going on with a murderous look?"

"Why do I sound so hot-blooded?"

"Is Jingluo talking about himself?"

"..."

Viewers in the live broadcast room also expressed their views:

"Awesome, what the hell!"

"It takes two rough words to express how I felt when I saw this poem."

"I feel a rush of arrogance and domineering!"

"Is this using things to describe people? Absolutely using things to describe people!"

"I don't know what it is depicting, but I can feel the arrogance of the poet!"

"Whalefall has always been very humble!"

"Although he's humble, doesn't that mean he's not arrogant?"

"Don't you think this poem Jingluo is alluding to this poetry exchange meeting?"

"Fuck, there's an inside smell!"

"Arrogance is something deep in your bones, no matter how well cultivated you are, it will always leak out accidentally!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)