A top superstar who started as a composer

Chapter 298
Each line of the four seasons landscape poems describes the scenery of a season.

This is what a discerning eye can see at a glance.

But how to split this poem into four poems, many people don't quite understand where to start.

All the tourists at the scene, including Chun Yu, first read the poem, and after realizing that they had no idea, they had to give up, and all their hopes were placed on the water friends in the live broadcast room.

After all, time is limited, so don't waste time struggling without understanding what palindromic poetry is all about.

Chun Yu looked earnestly at the camera in the live broadcast room and said, "Everyone, please let the bullet screen out of the live broadcast room for the time being, and let the big guys who understand speak."

Fortunately, most people are relatively qualified, and there are not many people who deliberately want to make trouble, and soon the content she wants to see appears on the barrage:
"Palindromic poems, as the name suggests, are poems that can be read back and forth, and read forward and backward into chapters and sentences!"

"There are four lines in this poem. One line has a season, so each line should form a poem."

"As long as one sentence is studied thoroughly, the other four sentences can be solved using the same law."

"We can try a few times first."

"Try five words first."

"Five words are not good, I just tried it, and it is not smooth."

"It sounds so mysterious. How could there be such a poem? I don't believe it."

"Upstairs, please shut up and don't make trouble, although I don't believe it either."

"If you can really write four poems, then Whale Fall is too awesome!"

"Hey, hey, don't be crooked!"

"..."

Chun Yu dripped a drop of ink on the white paper with the brush he held up, feeling a little helpless at the sudden chaos of the barrage.

The advantage of having a large number of viewers in the live broadcast room is that there are many helpers. There are people who understand all aspects, and you can quickly get answers to questions that you may not understand.

Especially when playing games like solving puzzles, it really reflects the feeling of strength in numbers.

However, there are also downsides to having too many viewers.

For example, at this moment, there are too many people talking, and it is impossible to unify, and it is easy to be crooked. Too many bullet screens are refreshed too quickly, which makes it easy for me to ignore the really useful content.

Seeing that the sound of the piano kept going, her heart really felt like a sad wind.

"Family, everyone, calm down. Although I don't understand palindromic poetry, let's just say that since Jingluo is willing to use this word as the title, he will definitely be able to separate out four poems. We can't do that. Suspect."

"Although this seems unbelievable to us, we really have to accept the whimsy of a genius, don't we? What's more, Jingluo is a genius among geniuses?"

Chun Yu talked and talked, and calmed down the questioning water friends for a while, and then wiped the sweat from his forehead: "For those who don't understand, let's be quiet for a while. If you have an answer, you can send your answer first. We Let's check it out, everyone."

As a result, the barrage refresh rate finally slowed down.

In addition to Chun Yu, other friends present were also watching the barrage, and asked the water friends to upvote comments that might be the answer.

"I think it should be seven characters. For example, the first sentence reads seven characters directly: Ying cries and willows make spring clear. Is it right?"

"Sounds good, so the second sentence skips a word and reads it sequentially? Crying willows and spring nights?"

"No, it's a bit far-fetched, let's try to jump a few more words."

"Oh, hurry up, time is running out!"

"No way, this can only be tried one by one."

"Please, we're just mortals! We're not so keen on words!"

"Everyone, I think the three words jumping is the correct answer. Ying cries on the shore, Liu Nong Chunqing, Liu Nong Chunqing, Ye Yueming. Do you think it is smooth?"

"Sure enough, then skip three words and see!"

"..."

Seeing these bullet screens being pushed up, many people felt a sense of enlightenment, so it was so.

"Amazing!"

"Is that how it was played?"

"It means starting from different characters, can they be connected into a poem?"

"What's wrong, what should I do with the next two sentences? Could it be linked to the next one?"

"You are stupid, palindrome poems, if you read them one meaning forward, you can also read them backwards."

"I understand!"

"It's outrageous, it's obviously the same word, but reading it backwards and forwards has completely different meanings."

"That's why I said bull!"

"Whalefall gave me a new understanding of the word "talent."

"This is the real word game! Those homonyms are so weak!"

"Chinese characters are indeed the most extensive and profound characters in the world."

"..."

At this time, the sound of the piano was halfway through. Seeing that everyone had a more agreeable answer, Chun Yu immediately dipped the ink again, wrote the first poem on the white paper, and quickly wrote the second poem according to the previous rule: "Xiang The lotus green water is moving and the wind is cool, the water is moving and the wind is cool, and the summer is long. The summer is cool and the wind is moving the water, and the cool wind is moving the water and the green lotus is fragrant."

The summer is long, the weather is hot, the water moves the lotus, and the wind keeps cool.

Although there are only a few words repeated over and over again, each sentence gives people a different freshness.

Then the third, and the fourth.

Before the sound of the piano stopped, she finally finished writing the last word.

"Whoo~"

Chun Yu stopped writing and let out a long breath.

Right or wrong, they did their best.

"Whoo~"

The other people at the scene also let out a long breath, stroking their beating hearts, feeling like a poetry game, and they were suddenly thrilled.

"Nimma, it's the first time I discovered that poetry can be so exciting!"

"I'm in a hurry. I'm sweating profusely. I'm afraid that time will run out."

"Fortunately, there are people who know how to do it, otherwise this time it's really hanging."

"It's so difficult for us to crack it, and we don't know how Jingluo came up with it."

"That's not human, you can't look at him with the eyes of ordinary people."

"So is it right?"

"It should be no problem! At least four poems are quite smooth."

"..."

Putting down the pen, Chun Yu took the white paper and gently handed it to He Qingsong who was waving a fan, with a worried look on his face.

Others, including the audience in the live broadcast room, were also staring at him closely.

Although they feel that this is the best solution that they and others can think of, everyone is more or less worried.

After all, words are such a thing, if one word is wrong, the whole game may be lost.

If you have already cracked it, but you made a mistake because you didn't pay attention, then you will be really aggrieved.

He Qingsong took the paper and read it carefully.

"Yeah." He nodded, "That's a good word."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone saw him nodding, and was about to show a happy expression, but they didn't expect it to be a good compliment.

In China, many people are used to those who have practiced brush calligraphy since childhood, and those who have attended compulsory education will not be too bad at writing.

Of course, it's not as handsome and elegant as Jingluo.

"Thank you." Chun Yu smiled awkwardly, but still couldn't help asking: "So, have we passed the test?"

He Qingsong handed the paper back to Chun Yu, while he took a sip of the tea on the side coffee table slowly.

Seeing that everyone was anxious but did not dare to rush, he couldn't help but smiled slightly and said, "Of course!"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then all cheered:
"Oh yeah!"

"Success!"

"The last hurdle, we have passed!"

"Your Highness, we are here!"

"Hey hey, I saw Whale Falling himself!"

"..."

The scene was boiling, and the audience in the live broadcast room was also full of excitement:
"It's not easy!"

"It's just a game, why am I so happy?"

"I'm not chasing stars! I just came here to play poetry with everyone, but why do I want to watch the whale fall so much now?"

"Suddenly I'm really looking forward to the last meeting!"

"Because it's really not easy to see the whale fall!"

"Speaking of which, apart from watching TV, this is really the first time fans have seen Whale Offline, not counting those few chance encounters."

"That's why we cherish this opportunity very much!"

"..."

After cheering for a while, everyone quickly tried to restrain their emotions and calm down, staring at the map that He Qingsong took out from his sleeve.

This is their ultimate goal today!

Chun Yu hurriedly took the map, and was about to open it immediately, but He Qingsong waved his hands: "Okay, you guys go out, don't disturb me listening to the piano!"

"Ok."

Chun Yu and the others did not dare to act presumptuously.

Also slightly embarrassed.

After all, the Guqin Pavilion is a place to listen to music. The people who come here are always quiet, and their voices are very low. Today they are really noisy here.

Chun Yu took everyone two steps outside, and suddenly looked at the map in his hand, feeling that something was missing.

She stopped, turned her head, and saw that He Qingsong was putting away the small scroll that had just been unrolled. The note pasted in the middle of the scroll was exactly the same size and shape as the four papers she had received before.

"Teacher Qingsong, that note..."

Before Chun Yu finished speaking, He Qingsong directly interrupted: "Mine."

He looked at the other three notes in Chun Yu's hand with a little dissatisfaction: "You have three, don't push yourself!"

After a pause, he softened his tone: "The four cards in your hand, do you want to give them to me too? After all, you young people don't know how to keep these things. It's useless to hold them..."

"Uh, no need!" Chun Yu resolutely refused, and a little unwillingly looked at the Jingluo Mobao that He Qingsong had corrupted, and left helplessly.

It's a pity that I didn't collect all five.

This was obviously given to the fans by Jingluo, He Qingsong is really thick-skinned.

Secretly said a few words to the other party.

Chun Yu decisively took his friends away.

She was afraid that if she stayed for a long time, she might not be able to keep the four ink treasures in her hand.

The next step is to find a place, study the map, and discuss what requirements should be put forward to find the whale behind, and how everyone should arrange it.

At the same time, many viewers in the live broadcast room have not escaped the shock of the palindrome poem:

"Didn't you find out?"

"what?"

"Actually, the four poems that were disassembled just now are also palindrome poems!"

"What do you mean?"

"Look at these four poems, you can read them backwards and forwards!"

"Suddenly I feel that I am not worthy of reading Jingluo's poems."

"..."

(End of this chapter)