My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 35 Potala Palace
The whole day's bumps made the guitar's pitch crooked, and it took Han Qi a long time to adjust the pitch to his satisfaction.

Most people have to use software or professional tuning equipment for tuning. Now Han Qi can tune the guitar to the tune of almost [-]% just by listening to it. The skills given to him by the system are not only knowledge, but also a long time. practice.

It was as if a self in a parallel time and space had practiced hard for decades, and finally merged into his body.

Han Qi was going to take a stroll in Lhasa, took a shower and picked up the guitar, and asked Zhang Shuhao before going out:

"What are your plans now, go back to Wanwan?"

"I... I might be working here..."

After reaching the goal of going to Lhasa, Zhang Shuhao began to feel empty in his heart.

Of course he wanted to go back to Wanwan to rest immediately. After all, he had been exhausted several times in the past month, and sometimes he would have hallucinations when riding halfway, as if his dead brother was riding with him beside him.

He didn't tell Han Qi about this feeling.

But the prerequisite for returning to Wanwan is that you must have money to buy a plane ticket.

He is so poor that he is about to lose his pants now, how could he spend thousands of dollars to buy a plane ticket?So I can only see if there is any job in Lhasa that can make money in a short time.

Han Qi probably knew what he was thinking, but he didn't have much money now.

Moreover, his enthusiasm on Douyin has long since disappeared. He doesn't know if he will make as much money as he did in Rongcheng and Lijiang when he comes out to sing again at this time, so he doesn't dare to promise it now.Go out today to check the situation. If everything goes well, I will call Zhang Shuhao to help tomorrow.

"Oh, all right, you rest for a while, I'll go out and have a look."

I was quite tired from cycling before, but the idea of ​​going out and seeing overwhelmed the idea of ​​sleeping in the hotel.

Take the room card and go out, and feel the enthusiasm of Lhasa as soon as you go downstairs.

A lot of tourists.

There are so many people in this city that it is not like a Tibetan city.

As I said before in other places, the place where you can see the most people is the gate of the elementary school after school.But Lhasa is different, with as many people as a central city in the mainland.And on top of this, the local characteristics are preserved, the red wall, the wind horse flag, the Tibetan painting and the Tibetan cloth, it looks particularly impressive.

Perhaps these things are the reason why countless tourists from home and abroad are attracted to Lhasa one after another.

It was already afternoon when they arrived here, but it was still early, Han Qi planned to visit the Potala Palace first, and then come out to sing on the street after dark.

It's just that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and Han Qi didn't rush to this place until the Potala Palace was closed.

he…

be lost.

318 is just one road, and there is Zhang Shuhao walking with him all the way, and he didn't think how powerful the lost attribute brought by the title is, but now he has seen it.

He arrived at a place that he didn't know where it was.

I took out my phone, the navigation on the phone kept showing loading, and I was still on a big road on the screen... But what kind of road is this here? It's a small alley, and it's the kind of small alley where many local residents live.

Because Han Qi didn't see many people in casual clothes, some were also Tibetans in Tibetan robes, and they were older.

"Where have I been?"

Han Qi shook the phone again, and put it in his pocket rather speechlessly after confirming that there was no internet connection.

System, forever god!
The system has been silent for more than half a month, does it make sense to suddenly come out to brush up this wave of presence?

Tightening the strap of the guitar, Han Qi looked around, trying to find a way out of the alley.

This is a typical Tibetan-style residential settlement. The surrounding houses are all built of rubble or earth. They are three to four stories high. They look like blockhouses in appearance, so they are also called blockhouses.But he is not all stones, and some of them are repaired with wood, so that this kind of house will not be so monotonous.

The lightness of the wood contrasts with the flexible and large-area thick, wide and heavy stone walls, and the empty alleys bring a very strong sense of depth.

But at this moment, the sun was slanting, and the golden light shone on the roof, and the exposed gold edges seemed to cover the house with a gold roof.

"This……"

These are all the answers that flashed in Han Qi's mind for a moment. He didn't even know when he had such a deep understanding of Tibetan architecture, so he was stunned.

If you don't take pictures at this moment, when will you wait!
Han Qi took out his mobile phone again, turned on the built-in camera and aimed at the alley in front of him.

If you want to take good pictures, Han Qi thinks that you still need to use the camera that comes with your phone. Although other camera software can take good pictures of people, they are not as good as the ones that come with the system in terms of pixels and effects. camera.

Han Qi searched for several angles, and finally took the most moving photo when a woman came out to pour water.

What he wants to express is the house here, but the person who suddenly appeared in the camera is undoubtedly very important, no wonder a figure suddenly appears in many landscape photos, and you don’t even need to see what this person is doing. People are just an embellishment to a landscape photo.

Half an hour later, Han Qi returned to the street, flipping through the photos he had taken before.

"Tsk tsk, I also have such a beautiful day to take pictures."

So far, he still doesn't know much about photography, but after a period of honing his photography skills, at least he has figured out the way to choose the composition. In fact, he can be regarded as an introduction to photography, knowing how to take a good picture of something.

Deleted 90.00% of the photos, leaving only a picture of a Tibetan woman coming out to pour water. Han Qi looked at the photo while walking... He is now a singer by profession, but he took a photo that he liked The photos brought him more joy than singing a few songs.

Now the Potala Palace is also closed, no longer accepting tourists to enter.

But the Potala Palace is still going. After all, he is going to sing to make money, and the location he chose is actually in the square below the Potala Palace.

He had inquired about it, and this is a gathering place for tourists. If tourists don't sleep at night, they will come here for a stroll.The main reason is that I came to Lhasa to travel all the way. Who would sleep in the room at seven or eight o'clock?It's not completely dark yet.

Is everyone Zhang Shuhao?

Although there are many tourists in Lhasa, those who come on foot or by bicycle are in the minority after all. They need to rest, but the tourists who come by plane do not.

So when Han Qi came to the Potala Palace Square, what he saw were countless people sitting cross-legged on the square.

They are all facing the same direction, that is, sitting on the ground and looking at the Potala Palace in the distance... What's so interesting about this?Why don't you just take a banknote and take a half-fold to take a picture of the Potala Palace? Are you looking lonely here?
Han Qi didn't quite understand their thoughts.

But the Potala Palace at this time is really beautiful.

First of all, the sky behind the Potala Palace has darkened, showing a dark blue color, and even some stars in the sky can be seen, and the sun has not completely set at this time, and the afterglow shines on the Potala Palace, and the white wall below , the red wall above is as dazzling as special effects.

(End of this chapter)