Went up to the second floor. This is also the time of day when the library has the most visitors. It is completely filled with water, which is a true reflection of the second floor of the library. There are men and women among the tourists, from Europe, Asia, Africa, and all kinds of races.
The rich and the poor were all crowded together.
Although it's not as crowded as a bus, it's still uncomfortable to watch.
If you are a little short, you won't be able to see anything, you can only see some people.
Even the tour guide was surprised. She had been studying in this school for three years and had never seen so many people in a few days. She was so lucky... No, it should be the luck of these two tourists.
At any other time, there would never have been as many people as there are today.
However, she still introduced Han Qi according to the visit to the statue and book in her memory.
Tourists like Han Qi are better off. It can only be said that it is inconvenient to visit when there are many people. However, there are five or six photographers at the beginning of this corridor, holding SLRs and waiting to take some photos when there are fewer people.
Given the current situation, they probably have to wait until the library closes at night before they can get their wish.
In order to protect the Book of Kells, no photos were allowed on the first floor, so people came up.
Moreover, in terms of beauty, the long hall on the second floor is definitely more suitable for visiting than the first floor. If there are fewer people, this place will definitely look very magical and solemn, and it will feel like taking people to the Middle Ages.
Each bookcase on the left and right is facing each other, with a ladder in front of it, and a half-life statue placed where the bookcases are connected, which looks a bit like a wax figure.
The tour guide also gave a very professional introduction.
Although her tour guide is not as spiritual as when she introduced the buildings in the college before, it can be seen that she has put a lot of effort into it. There are dozens of statues here, let alone their deeds. Just remembering the names will attract a lot of people.
Choose to give up.
Han Qi also took photos, but not to show that he had been there, but because he really liked this kind of building.
Old-fashioned buildings, whether European or Chinese, are all very good.
But it is true that this kind of architecture has more room for development in the West, and there will be many people who specialize in this type of architecture. In China, ancient architects have chronology. In the past 20 to 30 years, you can count them with the palm of your hand.
man studying ancient architecture.
There are no opportunities to show off your abilities.
When we walked out of the library, the tour guide girl was still talking... "In another year, it will be the 310th birthday of the old library. The college will definitely hold a grand event by then. If you have time, I think it's really
I need to feel it.”
The British aunt shook her head: "I have less free time, so I may not be free at that time."
After she finished speaking, Han Qi said cheerfully: "If I have time, I will come."
He was a little interested in the so-called "grand event" of this school, but it also depended on whether he was playing in another place at that time. If he was far away, Han Qi had nothing to do.
But if he happened to be at home, he would probably come over.
The tour guide complained: "Is there any difference between what you two said?"
She is also looking forward to next year's activities. In fact, Trinity College often holds various activities, but large-scale activities are still rare. Besides, she will be a senior next year, and there are not many
It's time for school.
The group of people continued walking inside, and the tour guide occasionally talked about things inside the school.
Trinity College was first modeled after Oxbridge. Elizabeth I hoped to create a large comprehensive college like Cambridge in Ireland. However, due to various reasons, the school only established such a campus and then nothing happened.
But he managed to use such a small campus to become a famous university in Europe.
It is so small that many majors cannot be carried out, and it is so small that some majors need to be taught outside the school.
Han Qi still doesn't believe this. After all, it is a well-known university. In China, it has a level of 211,985. How can it be possible for its students and teachers to lecture and study outside the school?
But the tour guide swears by it.
"Believe me, Han, I have a friend who studies computer science. If there is nothing going on at school, he only comes over once every half a month. He lives in a rented house outside and goes to their classroom outside for classes."
"There are still schools like this."
"Well, after all, our school is in the city center, and the surrounding buildings are very dense, so there is no room for expansion."
"We can set up a branch branch." The British aunt suggested.
The operation of establishing branch schools came from China, and then it got out of hand. Many European schools began to establish their own branch schools, and even opened branch schools in other countries.
The tour guide shook his head and said: "No, I don't know what the school leaders think about it, but those in our school who study outside the school are very satisfied with their current lives and have not deliberately asked the school to establish a branch campus."
For an hour and a half, Han Qi visited all the places allowed to visit in the entire school.
Many buildings are inaccessible inside, such as men's and women's dormitories, teaching buildings, graduate students' buildings, biology buildings... But is there much left in a school besides these buildings?
Most of the one-hour visit was spent in the library.
Still leaving the school through the west gate, the tour guide girl I just met happily waved and said: "Goodbye, according to what you Chinese people say, I'm destined to see you again!!"
"Is it used like this to see you again? Haha, that's fine, see you again."
After leaving school, Han Qi smiled and shook his head.
It's fun to meet such a young girl again by fate.
Let’s look back at this university.
The ancient city walls surround the stone brick buildings, gravel paths, green lawns and tall bell towers make the campus look both rich in culture and full of natural charm.
Sure enough, a famous school is still a famous school.
Han Qi still expressed regret that he never went to college. If he had known that he could study for four years in such an environment, and if he had been allowed to go back to high school, he might have risked his life to start studying.
What else can I do without a system?
He does not feel inferior to his academic status, but he does regret it.
There is a commercial street behind the school. Han Qi went straight there after saying goodbye to his British aunt, wanting to sell some gifts to send to his parents at home and some clothes to Ingrid.
Han Qi also has some talent for dressing and matching, and is self-taught.
That's why he likes not to take many things with him when he goes out, and buys some new ones when he travels. Although it sometimes costs a little more, at least he can know the effect of the clothes after wearing them.
Coupled with successive art careers, his aesthetic appreciation of color and beauty has greatly improved.
The commercial street lives up to its name, there are not as many bars as outside.
Ireland is the country he likes to drink the most in Europe. In other words, it is such a nation. They have a special affection for dark beer. And when Han Qi visited Holy Trinity School just now, he heard that the headquarters of Guinness Beer is here.
In Dublin.
There's no time left.
It's already afternoon now, and it will be late to go home after shopping and shopping.
Although Han Qi fell in love with the feeling of drinking pure brewed beer, he was not interested at all in the topic of how beer is produced.
There are many luxury stores on the street, but there are also many independent brands of their own. You can even see shops opened by some artists. They are very small, just dozens of square meters, and are filled with various paintings, sculptures and so on.
Han Qi went in and asked about the price. It was relatively expensive.
It is relatively expensive for him. A relatively ordinary-looking oil painting costs more than 8,000 euros, which is quickly worth tens of thousands in Chinese currency.
No wonder he had the courage to open a shop on such a street. It seemed that he relied not only on professional skills, but also on extortion skills. He thought these paintings were very simple, at most the level of graduates from the Academy of Fine Arts. How dare he
Selling tens of thousands per pair.
It would be fine if he made a long painting, but it is only a 50*60 frame.
The quality of the paintings varies, but the sculptures in this shop are beautiful.
Han Qi casually picked up a palm-sized jaguar. The well-proportioned jaguar was lying on the ground sleeping.
If this sculpture hadn't looked so small, some people would have thought it was a real jaguar. If this thing were made larger and brought to the zoo, visitors might not be able to recognize it if they didn't look carefully.
In addition to the leopard, there are also snakes and some assorted little things.
After the price baptism just now, Han Qi lost interest in the art here. No matter how good they were, Han Qi could still prevent it and did better than them.
If he wanted to buy art, Han Qi would definitely buy paintings that he could not make himself, or paintings with unique meanings. There were so many works in the Dell Gallery, and Han Qi only liked the one that Dell had casually painted when he was young.
A landscape painting of.
He also specially found a musical instrument store.
He wanted to sing it again, but his hands were no longer itchy, but the song before was definitely the most average for Han Qi, so he sang it in front of the audience without hesitation. If it were replaced with several other songs, Han Qi would definitely be better.
More consideration is needed.
But no one could have imagined that this song would become so popular.
Now being reminded by Wang Zhengyi, Han Qi also felt that he should release two of his favorite songs to warm up the market for the release of an album in the future.
When leaving this commercial street, Han Qi was carrying a newly bought guitar on his back.
He used to use Wang Zheng's practice piano before. Although it was well maintained, the sound quality was definitely not perfect.
The guitar I bought new is okay.
It was not a famous brand, but made by the owner behind the musical instrument store himself. The sound quality was beautiful and full. Han Qi calculated that if such a guitar had the name of a brand such as Martin Taylor, it would probably sell for 10,000 euros.
But this Han Qi only cost 3,000 euros.
After eating, Han Qi wandered to the street opposite the hotel, a street where you can see a bar every ten meters.
There are the most talented people here.
As the night gets deeper, the sky gradually gets darker, and the smell of alcohol becomes stronger. It feels like the smell is simply rising in a straight line during this time period.
Han Qi sat under a tree, tilting his head and looking at his elder brother who was drawing with chalk in front of him for a long time.
This man was in his thirties or forties, with an unshaven beard and a rainbow-colored woolen hat... Even though it was summer, the nights in Ireland were still a bit cold. Except for night runners, others only dared to go out for a walk in two pieces of clothing.
shop.
Han Qi watched for a few minutes, then stepped forward and asked, "Sorry, can I lend you a piece of chalk?"
The man looked up at Han Qi, looked at the guitar he was carrying, and instantly understood what was going on. He smiled and said, "No problem. If you want to sing, can you please come closer to me? I want to hear it too.
, it’s too boring to paint alone.”
"Of course, no problem." Han Qi said firmly, "I also want to know what your painting will look like after it is completed. Just looking at it now, I think she is very beautiful."
"Can you tell it's a woman?" He was surprised.
Han Qi smiled: "Of course."
Although it only took a little effort to frame it, it still has strong female characteristics in Han Qi's eyes, so it can be seen.
Chalk painting is a relatively niche category of painting, but when done it is more amazing than many other paintings. Because chalk painting does not have to worry about any restrictions and has no edges, you don’t have to design so many things.
Enlarge and draw all your inspirations.
It can also be regarded as a kind of street art, down-to-earth.
Han Qi raised the chalk he got: "Thank you again, I'll be right over there." He pointed to the empty space where he watched him draw before.
"Okay." He nodded and continued to draw.
Han Qi originally wanted to paint a small area in front of him, but he thought that if there were more people in a while, wouldn't that brother's painting space be blocked by others? So he drew a larger line to cover the brother's position.
Also circled in.
There are trees behind, a corner on one side, and the painting guy on the other side. The audience can only look in front of them.
Looking at this long line, Han Qi clapped his hands with satisfaction, and the remaining chalk dust on his hands flew wildly.
Sitting on the stone pillar under the tree, Han Qi touched the strings on both his left and right hands, and a feeling of almost becoming one with the guitar jumped out of his heart.
DNA moves.
Street singers just hold guitars and sing on the streets. This is the most perfect and natural way.
Without saying anything, I started singing "Hotel California" directly.
It's not just to open up my voice, it's mainly because I want to play with this guitar. Although I tried it for more than ten minutes in the musical instrument store before, I didn't feel anything. I always felt that there was something wrong with the membrane. But now this
The feeling came.
Again, of course street singers belong to the live audience on the streets.
Similar to the previous trip to the Thames River, Han Qi did not use a stereo today.
However, the environment of this street is quieter than that of the riverside, and the space is not as open and wide as that of the Thames River, so the sound of the guitar is transmitted far away, and the artist who is immersed in painting also raised his head and looked at Han Qi curiously.
It sounds so good.
The intro of "Hotel California" is a quality checker for an excellent guitarist. It is a proper practice piece for the Grade 10 guitar exam that ordinary people cannot get.
But now the sound I hear is like listening to it live.
The surrounding area became quiet, and those who heard it stopped to listen to the music. Those who didn't notice it, although they wondered why the people around them became quiet, gradually stopped talking, and finally found out that it was because someone was playing the guitar in front of them.
Following the rhythm, the old man who was painting couldn't hold back and continued painting while nodding his head.
If he is like this, let alone the audience.
The sound of the guitar has a charming charm at night.
About a minute later, Han Qi noticed a second guitar sound in his music, so he opened his eyes and saw someone walking towards Han Qi while playing the guitar.
This person must also be a street singer singing nearby. After noticing the sound of Han Qi's guitar, he didn't go far. Instead, he played the tune of Hotel California with Han Qi and slowly came closer, tapping the guitar case with his fingers from time to time.
Make a drum sound.
Han Qi nodded to him to express his gratitude. The man who was pressing the strings gave a thumbs up with his right hand. He first praised Han Qi and then motioned for Han Qi to continue.
"Driving on a dark and desolate road, the cold wind blew my hair..."
