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Chapter 206 Let's play the game of recognizing ancient poems

After leaving the ranger's house, the four continued towards the top of the mountain.

With the episode just now, the sense of distance between the four of them has obviously increased a lot, and even Li Zheyu and Si Nan, who have been silent all this time, have obviously talked more.

After walking for about half an hour, the four arrived under the ancient pagoda, which was the highest point of the island.

The four of them took a breath and walked into the ancient pagoda.

On the bottom wall of the pagoda, some words about the construction history of the ancient pagoda are engraved, as well as some poems left by literati and inkmen who have traveled so far.

The four of them glanced at it briefly, then climbed up the stairs and reached the highest floor of the ancient pagoda in one breath.

Leaning on the arched windows, looking out, the view stretches unobstructed to the end of the horizon.

The vast lake is like a huge mirror, reflecting the blue and lofty sky.

The mountain breeze blows gently, making the hair of the three girls flutter in a flutter.

Si Nan snapped his fingers suddenly: "In this situation, how can there be no violin to add to the fun?"

Qin Mengyao was used to playing the violin in public, so she didn't refuse, and immediately opened the violin case, took out the violin from inside, and put it on her collarbone.

He held the bow tightly in his right hand, and when he was about to pull it, he suddenly smiled slyly and put down the bow again.

Si Nan frowned: "Why didn't you pull?"

Qin Mengyao glanced at Li Zheyu with a smile: "Is there any song you want to hear?"

This is a blatant show of favor to Li Zheyu!

And even in front of Tang Yimo without any shyness!
I really don't know if Qin Mengyao is a bigot, or did he intend to show it to Tang Yimo?
Li Zheyu rubbed his nose and coughed lightly: "I don't have any songs that I particularly want to hear, so you can play the ones you like."

Qin Mengyao murmured immediately: "Rare things are more valuable. You are the only boy here, so I want to ask you what you want to hear!"

What logic is there to be privileged because of rarity? !
Li Zheyu wiped his forehead speechlessly.

Qin Mengyao's eyes fell on Tang Yimo's face again: "You can't be...worrying about Yimo's jealousy, right? Yimo wouldn't be so narrow-minded, right?"

Tang Yimo scratched his hair in sweat, and said cowardly, "Oh hehehe, no, why would I mind?"

Qin Mengyao raised her eyebrows triumphantly at Li Zheyu: "You heard me, your girlfriend doesn't mind anymore, why are you hesitating?"

Li Zheyu's cheeks felt slightly hot, and he glanced at Tang Yimo. Tang Yimo lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. He didn't have any objection to the title of "girlfriend".

This……

Is it the default? !

"Hurry up and play a tune?" Qin Mengyao urged.

Li Zheyu glanced lightly, and landed on the pendant of the zipper of Qin Mengyao's backpack. The pendant had a Doraemon head portrait printed on it, so he said casually:

"Then..."Doraemon" is ready."

Qin Mengyao was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "Hey, you're not serious, are you?"

Li Zheyu frowned: "Didn't you ask me to order it? I ordered it now, and you feel bad, so don't ask me!"

"I just want to make sure you're not joking. Since it's serious, then OK, I'll start playing now."

I have to say that Qin Mengyao's song "Doraemon" is really good, the rhythm is bright and lively, and the pitch is not bad.

And when playing, Qin Mengyao's body was still swinging very rhythmically, and winking from time to time, it couldn't match the melody of this song perfectly!
Soon, some tourists who heard the news formed a semicircle around Qin Mengyao, and many of them picked up their mobile phones and recorded videos.

Several young people in their early twenties couldn't help but whistle.

At the end of the song, there was a burst of warm applause from the crowd.

Several young people came up and wanted to strike up a conversation with Qin Mengyao and ask for WeChat IDs, but Si Nan blocked them all.

The four of them looked at the scenery for a while, then went back to the first floor along the stairs.

Seeing that he was about to go down the mountain and return, Qin Mengyao felt a little unwilling, pondered for a while, and said:
"By the way, how about we play a game?"

Tang Yimo also felt that going down the mountain like this was a bit unsatisfactory, so he asked, "What game are you playing?"

Qin Mengyao pointed to the stone carvings on the wall and said: "There are many ancient poems left by the predecessors here. Most of the characters are flying and dancing, and it doesn't look easy to recognize! Now, we can choose two poems in pairs to recognize each other. , the group with the most complete recognition wins, what do you think of this game?"

Si Nan quickly grabbed Qin Mengyao's arm: "This game is very interesting, so I'll be in a team with Meng Yao, and the two of you will be in a team."

Tang Yimo rubbed his chin and asked, "So what if you win? So what if you lose?"

"Just..." Qin Mengyao raised his eyes and thought for a while, "The loser set will replace the winning set of backpacks, and carry them all the way to the ship."

Tang Yimo glanced at Qin Mengyao and Si Nan, Qin Mengyao carried a small bag and a violin on his back; Si Nan also had a backpack, and a mirrorless camera bag hanging around his neck.

If you help the two of them carry their bags, there shouldn't be too much pressure.

So Tang Yimo shrugged his eyebrows at Li Zheyu: "How about playing?"

Li Zheyu glanced at the poems carved on the stone wall, and then said softly, "Okay."

Qin Mengyao then took out a tissue and tore it into four strips of different lengths.

"Now, count 4 poems from the position of my finger to the right, assuming they are numbered 1, 2, 3, 4, and now I have four notes of different lengths in my hand, let the shortest one be 1 Well, the longer the number, the bigger the number."

"In order to ensure fairness and justice, we will start drawing lots now, and whichever number we draw, we will read the corresponding poem, no problem."

All three said no problem.

Qin Mengyao held the four pieces of paper in his hands, exposing a little, and came to Li Zheyu with a smile.

"Men first."

Li Zheyu rubbed his nose, and then pulled out one.

Next came Si Nan, followed by Tang Yimo, and the last one belonged to Qin Mengyao himself.

Comparing the four, Qin Mengyao is holding the shortest one, followed by Tang Yimo, third by Si Nan, and finally by Li Zheyu.

Qin Mengyao came to the first poem, looked at the flamboyant handwriting, and swallowed hard: "Suddenly I'm so nervous."

Si Nan came over and rubbed Qin Mengyao's shoulder: "Come on!"

Qin Mengyao pressed her fingers and began to concentrate on reading the writing on the stone wall.

"A fairy in the ancient temple of Lintang, embroidered... embroidered..."

Qin Mengyao frowned and pinched her chin, getting into trouble.

(End of this chapter)