My idol has a unique style of painting

After gathering, after more than an hour's journey, the program team came to an ancient town on the edge of Dragon City, which was the location of the second event.

Many movies and TV series have been filmed in this ancient town, which is considered a famous tourist attraction, and the local service chain is also very complete, so the program team has successfully arranged various preparations, and the townspeople are very enthusiastic about everyone's arrival.

As far as the eye can see, there are dotted with quaint old-style dwellings, among which there are winding and long alleys. When people step on the bluestone slabs, a strong sense of history comes over them.

Turning around and looking far away, there is a small river passing through the town not far away. There are pieces of broken ice floating on the river surface, shining brightly under the sunlight.

Although it was not the dynasty he belonged to, Liu Wenqin couldn't help but feel nostalgic when he saw these slightly familiar houses after leaving the endless high-rise buildings.

In this situation, if you can play the piano to your heart's content by the river, it would be perfect.

While he was thinking wildly, the host who led the crowd had already carefully explained the activities to be carried out today.

The group competition was still the same as last time. The program team invited [-] townspeople to participate in the game in advance, and distributed an ancient coin to each of them as identity verification.

What the members of the two groups have to do is to obtain the ancient coins in the hands of the townspeople through various methods such as completing tasks, and the group that gets more ancient coins in the final statistics wins.

"Looking at it this way, we have to complete twenty missions...how can people do it? Can we just grab it?"

After the free movement started, Gu Qu, who had never participated in a variety show before, asked blankly while holding a bottle of mineral water.

He Boxuan waved his hand chicly: "I have only participated in music classes."

Both of them turned their eyes to Liu Wenqin at the same time, Liu Wenqin shook his head indifferently.

The accompanying program staff explained helplessly: "It is not necessary to finish all of them. The group with more ancient coins wins. After finishing the task in such a day, one group can get seven or eight coins as soon as possible. If you can let the town It’s okay if the people give it to you voluntarily.”

"Understood, thank you for reminding me!" Gu Qu gave him a bright smile, continued to maintain his smile and turned to look at his teammates, "Then, shall we act quickly?"

Liu Wenqin nodded, but he was wondering in his heart: Although Gu Qu's attitude towards him had returned to normal, he still felt that something was wrong... For example, he felt that Gu Qu's smile was a bit like today's sun, shining brightly. Dazzling but not too warm and warm.

With many thoughts in his mind, Liu Wenqin looked as usual. He reached out to take the mission puzzle, and read softly: "The lin is to the phoenix, the heron is to the warbler. The horse is walking to the cow. The monkey is black to the leopard red, and the elephant is white to the luan green. Butterfly dreams of home thousands of miles away, and Shiguizhi is on the third watch of last month. Do you have any clues?"

He Boxuan held his face and was full of obsession: "Isn't this the rhyme song I learned when I was young? It's great to be able to fight! It's so exciting to pair it with a nice voice..."

Gu Qu took a sip of the mineral water to calm the turmoil in his heart, but he still couldn't hold back, not to be outdone, and followed up with the male god: "Junyi's voice reads anything nice!"

The teammate's focus is not good enough, Liu Wenqin can only guess by herself under the exhaustion: "The writing is all about animals... Is there a hunting park around this town?"

After getting a negative answer from the program crew, he sighed helplessly and continued to read, but one question after another made people clueless. He once again deeply felt the generation gap between himself and modern life.

Ten minutes later, Liu Wenqin read and guessed, exhausted to the last question: "Pine vs. cypress, willow vs. flower. Purple calyx vs. red flower. Grape vs. olive, carnation vs. camellia. Emerald wheat shakes a thousand hectares of wind." Waves, red peaches reflect the sun and Wanchuanxia."

Looking at the two teammates who were basically useless, he let out a long sigh: "I can't do anything, let me rest for a while."

At this time, He Boxuan looked at Gu Qu thoughtfully, and suddenly smiled gossipingly: "Why isn't your surname Hua?"

Gu Qu's hand holding the water bottle shook suddenly, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth: "What do you mean?"

He Baixuan hehe: "Liu Duihua, look, if your name is Hua Guqu, then it will be symmetrical with Liu Wenqin, how comfortable it sounds!"

The smile on Gu Qu's face froze instantly, his whole body was stiff, he didn't even dare to glance in Liu Wenqin's direction, so he could only reply dryly: "Yes, yes, what a coincidence... Sigh, let's continue to think about what to do. Solve the riddle!"

Liu Wenqin heard their conversation from the side, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart: he vaguely remembered that Gu Qu had discussed this topic happily, but it was a pity that he was too preoccupied and didn't answer.But now, Gu Qu spontaneously cut off the possibility of continuing, acting as if he was not interested in this topic at all.

After thinking about it, Liu Wenqin blamed himself for being meddlesome: Gu Qu also had his own troubles, so he would naturally confide in what he wanted to say, and he couldn't force it if he didn't want to say it, why bother to get to the bottom of it?

After talking nonsense, He Boxuan put away his narrow smile and analyzed the puzzle with Gu Qu.

The two of them chatted enthusiastically, Liu Wenqin was at ease on the side, he folded his arms and leisurely enjoyed the unique scenery around the town, suddenly, his eyes seemed to be stuck by something, fixed on one point without moving.

This stunned for a long time, when Gu He and the two finished their discussion, Liu Wenqin still seemed unaware.

The other two felt strange, silently followed the direction he was looking at, and saw that there was a teahouse in operation, and the proprietress in a red padded jacket was enthusiastically greeting the passing guests.

With sharp eyes, Gu Qu noticed that on a wooden table by the door of the teahouse, a Guqin lazily bathed in the sunlight, like a lazy spring silkworm lying on a green leaf.

He understood instantly, but when he glanced at He Boxuan who had an inexplicable expression beside him, he hesitated again: In order not to cause trouble to the male god, he should obviously keep the boundaries. Feel something wrong?

He turned his head to look at Liu Wenqin, who was in a trance, and found that his heart had instantly turned into a puddle of spring water, so he could only accept his fate obediently.

Gu Qu drank the mineral water in his hand in one gulp, threw the empty bottle into the trash can on the side of the road, and walked over to get close to the proprietress.

He was followed by a videographer. The proprietress knew that he was recording a show, but she couldn't stand it.

"Oh boy, you can really talk. Come here, sit down and have a cup of tea! This piano? Oh, I just dug it out of the warehouse during the cleaning this year. Seeing the weather is good today, I took it out to dry. Let it go too, you can play whatever you want!"

After winning the favor of the proprietress, Gu Qu invited the program team members to drink tea with a smile on his face. It happened that the cameraman was tired from carrying the camera, so everyone half pushed and half pushed into the break time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gu Qu pushed Guqin towards Liu Wenqin: "Junyi... want to try it?"

Liu Wenqin looked at him, her eyes shimmering, she just felt a warm current flowing in her heart.

He just looked at the guqin a few more times because he was distracted, but he didn't expect Gu Qu to see through his mind in an instant, and even directly asked him for a chance to play the piano.

Liu Wenqin lowered his head and stroked the surface of the qin. This is an ancient qin with burnt marks on the surface, probably because the original qin was damaged and repaired, but due to the lack of skill of the qin maker, the details are not exquisite.

Although the tactility cannot be compared with the finely crafted flowing spring, it can be felt that every inch is infused with the luthier's love.

He touched the end of the piano and found something engraved there. After careful identification, he found that it was the common font of his era:

Huajian.

Just like when he first saw this piano, these two words brought him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The body of the piano under his hand suddenly trembled slightly, in a trance, a raging flame flashed in front of Liu Wenqin's eyes, the flames attacking from all directions were like monsters, opening their bloody mouths, swallowing up all the colors in the world.

Despair gradually climbed along the overwhelming sense of suffocation, but at this moment, a ray of piano sound was like a breeze, like a mother's loving hand, gently awakening him who was immersed in a nightmare.

Is that... his memory?

A strange feeling came from where the fingertips touched the body of the piano. Liu Wenqin suddenly remembered the many mysterious things he had experienced: why did he come to this era, why did he get a new life, why did he love this piano? Feel so familiar?

Could there be some wonderful power contained in this piano?

"Junyi?" Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Gu Qu called softly.

Liu Wenqin came back to his senses, he gave Gu Qu a slight nod, looked down again, the hallucination receded, and there was just an ordinary qin in front of him.

He tried to pluck the strings again, and the strings sounded metallic, because the strings on this piano were not silk strings, but the more durable steel strings available in modern times, so he didn't play for many days But still barely usable.

After being separated from Liuquan for two days, Liu Wenqin's hands were already itchy, so he didn't care about it at this time, and after a little tuning, he started to play.

The moment the strings are touched, the confusion and boredom in the chest are swept away, and there is only tea smoke curling up in the world, the sound of the piano is clanging, the ancient meaning is vague, and the mind is leisurely.

Under the plucking of superb skills, the metal breath in the steel strings, which was originally a failure, adds a touch of sonority to the sound of the piano.

All of a sudden, everyone heard the sound of the zither, and the sound waves spread layer by layer like ripples in the distance, across the row upon row of houses, across the frozen river, and even the distant mountains seemed to echo with clear strings.

Liu Wenqin closed her eyes, let her fingertips dance, and the notes sprang out one after another, just like the spring god sowed new seeds in her heart, and the seeds turned into vines with the beautiful melody to entangle the heart, and finally accompanied by the song at the end of the song There was a lingering sound, and spring flowers bloomed among the vines in my heart.

Gu Qu stared at Liu Wenqin intently, and finally couldn't hold back when he heard this.

He took a deep breath, only to feel heat all over his body, and an electric current instantly exploded from the tailbone to the scalp, directly blasting a firework in his brain.

No matter how good his acting skills are, he can't stop his physical reaction!The sound of the male god's piano is so beautiful!

Gu Qu, who almost cried out, remembered that he was still shooting. He covered his blushing face and turned his head secretly. He saw He Boxuan next to him with a flushed face and an intoxicated expression. He held his face and almost screamed.

Gu Qu: "..." The sense of crisis began to roll like wheat waves.

After the song was played, Liu Wenqin was refreshed, and after slowly opening his eyes, he was a little dumbfounded—because a familiar scene appeared in front of his eyes.

I saw a large group of people gathered around the door of the teahouse, all of them looking at this side with eyes full of intoxication.

At this time, Gu Qu also came back to his senses. He looked at the scene, rolled his eyes, and immediately had an idea.

He quickly raised his hands and took off the knitted hat, grabbed both ends and tore it apart to use it as a money box, and shouted loudly like a street performer on TV:

"Do you still want to listen to the piano? We all know we need ancient coins, right? Just one ancient coin! You can listen to another song with one ancient coin!"

He Boxuan hurriedly followed along and yelled: "Don't miss it when you pass by! The male god devoted himself to performing arts! All you need is an ancient coin!"

Liu Wenqin: ...Have you two asked me for your opinion?Forget it, being able to play the piano is always a good thing!

As soon as the words fell, the crowd suddenly became commotion, and everyone whispered for a while, and soon someone took the lead in taking action.

A young girl walked up to the front, took out an ancient coin and threw it into the hat without hesitation.

Liu Wenqin understood and played one more song.

A young woman elbowed her husband, and the man pulled out a coin and stuffed it into his hat.

Liu Wen played the strings without stopping, and played another song.

An octogenarian held an ancient coin in his hand and put it tremblingly into his hat.

Liu Wenqin nodded and smiled, and played another song.

…………

Liu Wenqin played heartily for two full hours.

The ancient coins in the hat piled up more and more, and more and more people surrounded the shop. Unknowingly, almost half of the people in the ancient town gathered here, and the proprietress of the teahouse was delighted from ear to ear.

At the end of the game, after the counting, there were eighteen ancient coins accumulated in the hat.

Hearing the sound of the wind, the red team ran over to watch, holding the two ancient coins that they had finally obtained after solving various puzzles, each with complicated thoughts.

The editors and directors of the program group felt even more complicated: Is this the end?What are we working so hard to design those puzzle tasks for?