However, no matter how lively it was here, Xiao Huangmao, as the owner, kept standing with no expression on his face. It was impossible to tell whether Han Qi's arrival made him happy or unhappy. When Han Qi came to say hello, he just said
He nodded timidly.
He is indeed introverted to the extreme.
Everyone was talking about it, and Han Qi also learned from them the purpose of Xiao Huangmao's invitation.
Okay, it’s not polite to keep calling people little yellow hair. Little yellow hair’s name is Orlando. His hair is not dyed yellow, but is born with this color. It is darker and thicker than blonde, and it is also thinned.
It's casual and looks like it was cut by yourself.
When Orlando was alone in Os for several years, he developed a device that could attract elves.
When Han Qi heard this, he felt a bit sad in his heart. He is another person who regards legends as reality.
There may be particularly many people like this in Iceland. They regard this kind of legend as an educational subject, so that people born in Iceland can remember various local legends and stories, thus giving Icelanders an extraordinary cohesion.
This kind of education also makes them more respectful of nature.
This is why Iceland has so many laws regarding environmental protection.
Before Han Qi came over, they were sitting around a small fire in the courtyard chatting and making barbecue. Although barbecue cultures are different in the world, the barbecue utensils are the same, and they are all made of iron.
Rack, add charcoal fire inside.
It's still very early. Orlando said it would be better to turn on the device after eleven o'clock in the evening. It's only nine o'clock now.
While everyone was having barbecue, a woman named Annie suggested: "How about we perform a show? There are more than ten of us, each performing a show, and it will soon be eleven o'clock. Really, I am very curious.
What did Orlando do?"
Everyone agreed.
"How about letting Han Qi come first?" someone said.
Everyone booed for a while, but Han Qi waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, no, I'll have something to eat first, and you guys come first."
Letting oneself perform a show, judging from the current environment, is undoubtedly singing. But what should they do after Han Qi finishes singing? No one will sing on their own after hearing Han Qi sing.
Not even professional singers can do it.
Orlando also resisted the performance, but in the end his arms couldn't twist his thighs and he agreed to the penultimate performance... The last one was definitely for Han Qi. Han Qi was a guest of all of them, and the opinions of the guests should be respected.
Singing is a reserved activity in such small gatherings. At least six or seven of the ten people chose to sing. Some of them brought their own guitars. Their singing was average, but their guitars were not bad.
A guitar like this would probably cost more than 10,000 yuan in a domestic musical instrument store.
Orlando came out to everyone's cheers.
The expression on his face was still a little nervous.
This group of friends would not know that he had thought about suicide in the first half of the year. At that time, he thought about ending his life while watching the invention alone.
But under the doctor's persuasion, he gave up this idea and chose to call his old friends to share his invention.
He walked to the small stool in the middle and sat down. This was the position closest to the fire. The firelight illuminated his face very brightly. As the flames flickered, the reflection in his eyes was also very vivid.
I plucked the strings a few times.
When Han Qi heard this prelude...it felt so familiar.
"Hello, darkness, my old friend..."
Sure enough, it is this song, a song from the English album that Han Qi released a few months ago. Although this song has always been tepid and can only be said to be in the middle of the pack compared to other songs, it is unusual.
strong.
Nowadays, no other songs can be seen on the charts, but this song is still ranked in the top 50 of many European and American music charts.
《sound of silence》
"I came to talk to you again because a hallucination slowly came to me and left his seed while I was sleeping..."
He sang very well, but his voice was a little shaky.
But he suddenly saw Han Qi while singing. When he thought about performing in front of the original singer, his pressure doubled. He couldn't remember the next line, so he put down the guitar and ran back to his seat.
this……
Han Qi said that I don't take the blame. Why did you run away immediately after looking at me? Wasn't I smiling just now? Or did my expression look ferocious to him?
After several people's persuasion failed, Han Qi was pushed up by them.
If you don’t want to sing, just don’t sing. After letting Han Qi finish his performance, it’s time to go see what Orlando took several years to come up with. Everyone, including Han Qi, is very curious about this thing.
He stepped forward and picked up the guitar.
Such an expensive guitar is just lying on the ground. Oh, you should take care of your own things.
He didn't think about anything else and continued singing to Orlando's rhythm just now.
"In an uneasy dream, I walked alone on the narrow cobblestone streets, surrounded by the light of street lamps. I turned up my collar to resist the cold and damp."
"A bright neon light pierced my eyes."
"It cuts through the night sky."
"Touching the sound of silence."
He did not use any singing skills and completely inherited the song sung by Orlando. This was not difficult for Han Qi, and he did not want to show off his excellence in such an environment.
Allen whispered to his wife: "It sounds good, but it's not as exaggerated as what is said on the Internet."
After his wife recognized Han Qi, he just urgently searched for discussions about Han Qi on the Internet. There are so many such discussions, and you can find hundreds of pages just by searching on any search engine.
Hannah looked at Han Qi in the center and said to Allen: "If you watched his singing video, you wouldn't say that. He just played with us. Do you think a professional singer can only have this level?"
?”
Han Qi has many fans in Europe and the United States, but she is definitely not as famous as those white singers. Under such circumstances, many of her songs can enter the charts, which speaks volumes about Han Qi's strength.
After the song was finished, everyone applauded for a long time, and Han Qi returned the guitar to its owner.
“The sound quality is very good, it is well maintained, and it is a beautiful guitar.”
"Thank you. If I tell my friends that you have played with him, they won't believe it." Rex was a little excited.
He is also a person who likes to sing. Recently, he often hears songs sung by Han Qi when listening to music. He likes it very much, but he has never paid attention to the singer. He did not expect that this singer would stand in front of him today.
Orlando also recovered. He looked up at Han Qi, but still lowered his head when Han Qi looked at him.
Let's go.
Four cars lined up and set off, following Orlando into the wilderness.
The forest coverage here is pretty good, but there are also many places where gravel is everywhere. If the land were redder, it would look like the surface of Mars, and there would even be many craters, like the craters on Mars.
The first car parked in a large circular pit.
Everyone got out of the car, and Orlando said with a trembling tone: "Here, the pits here were left by the former forestry company. They came here to study why the plants planted here died."
"I don't know the reason yet, but a local who studies folklore said that this is the home of trolls. Of course they will not see the forest that represents nature covering their homes, so every time a tree is planted
, they would dig down the saplings late at night.”
Han Qi looked around. He wanted to know what other people thought of this legend.
However, nothing could be discerned just by looking at the expressions. They were very serious, and the discussion was all about the authenticity of this legend. A girl who also belonged to outside this small group was arguing quietly with her husband.
"How could this be a giant monster? Judging from the appearance of the land, it's because the soil here has no nutrients and it doesn't rain often in this area, so it can't grow."
"There is a forest next to it, so there is no point in us discussing this issue. I just want to see what Orlando has done."
There is a huge white canvas in the center of this big pit, the kind used to keep out the rain.
I don't know what's inside, but it's very tall, five to six meters wide, and very wide. It's shaped like a cone, but the top is not as sharp as a cone, and is flat.
Orlando went down to open the tarp, and several boys also went down to help.
The girls all stayed on top of the pit, and the more discerning ones found some cushions from the car and put them under their buttocks to prevent their pants from getting stained.
This thing that Orlando had been working on for several years was finally displayed in front of everyone in Han Qi.
A silver-tree.
It looks like a tree, with a cylinder with a diameter of twenty centimeters in the center, and the periphery is like a Chinese wooden dummy, with many small columns extending irregularly.
These columns are very dense, but there are also some copper wires hanging on these columns, which are eventually connected to small LED lights.
Three years of doing this?
What is this?
This question comes to everyone's mind.
What is the purpose of this tree? At first glance, it looks a bit like a Christmas tree, but taller. Does Orlando just want to make a Christmas tree that lights up on its own?
Han Qi looked at Allen standing next to him. He also frowned. Everyone, including the girls sitting on top eating melon, were confused.
What is the use of this?
Orlando became obviously excited after arriving here, and the few words he just introduced to this place have surpassed everything he said at his home in the past few hours.
He drove away the people who came down to help him.
"You all go up, go up."
He pushed one by one, and everyone left smoothly.
Allen asked Han Qi: "You have traveled so many places and are well-informed. Do you know what this is?"
Hearing his question, the other three men also turned to look at Han Qi.
"I don't know." Han Qi shook his head, "I think you guys should know better than me. This silver tree looks really Icelandic to me."
What kind of elves and trolls? Although there are legends in other places, they are not as widespread as in Iceland.
Going up the slope, the ladies also asked several people what they had found below.
Allen spread his hands and said, "Don't ask, we don't know anything about what Orlando wants to do! But he was in good spirits and said a few words after he went down."
The boys arrived very casually, finding a place and sitting down.
Anyway, you don’t have to wash your clothes yourself, there is a washing machine.
After a while, Orlando shouted from below: "Turn off the lights, let's start!!"
The lights on the roofs of several cars went out one by one, and the whole world fell into complete darkness, to the point where you couldn't see your fingers. Soon someone clicked on the phone screen, and everyone followed suit and returned to their previous positions.
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Fortunately for Han Qi, he adapted quickly.
In fact, the starlight at night is also very bright, but it takes time for the naked eye to adapt to this change in light.
When a person suddenly changes from a bright place to a low-brightness place, it takes about five minutes for an average person to recover and be able to observe their surroundings in the dark.
Suddenly, the silver tree slowly started to rotate.
It still moves!
Everyone held their breaths and wanted to see what would happen next. Han Qi noticed someone groping up below. He looked carefully and saw that it was Orlando. Han Qi stretched out his hand to bring him up.
"What will happen?" Han Qi asked.
Orlando's eyes were focused on the slowly rotating silver tree in front of him, and he shook his head: "I can't tell you, but I believe you have never seen such a scene. By the way, you can't record it."
He suddenly thought of this and began to wander among the people to remind him. It took a minute before he returned to Han Qi.
Orlando thinks this location is great.
It spun faster and faster, and the small lamp connected by the copper wire also gave off a faint light.
This kind of light wanders in the darkness, leaving behind weak traces. But there is more than one such small lamp here. The five or six-meter-high tree is even more than two meters higher than where Han Qi and the others are sitting, with several
Unclear little lights.
The speed is getting faster and faster, and the little lights like this are getting brighter and brighter.
Like meteors passing by quickly. Gradually, it seemed that these small lights became traceable, and Han Qi seemed to see the traces left by these lights turn into a picture.
There are busy streets, quiet villages, the vast sea, and...and Ingrid?
Ingrid stood in the rain, looking forward expectantly.
He was startled and rubbed his eyes.
The rotating silver tree was only accompanied by strips of rotating lights. There was no picture at all. But after a while, the picture appeared again.
This time it is a scene of Han Qi riding on the road.
He rubbed his eyes and disappeared.
How is this done? It’s amazing!
Han Qi still wanted to take a closer look, but the power seemed to be insufficient, and the speed of the silver tree's rotation slowed down.
As soon as the speed slows down, the picture disappears.
Everyone was discussing, and everyone's face was full of shock. This is very beautiful, very surprising, very romantic, but it feels beyond common sense. Who would have thought that an iron pillar that looked ordinary before would eventually become
It must be so beautiful.
Only Orlando was weeping silently, holding his right hand tightly.
Han Qi was beside him and didn't know anyone else, so he put his hand on his shoulder to comfort him.
"Although I don't know what you wanted to do, you undoubtedly did it. It's amazing and perfect."
"besides."
"What else?" Han Qi was stunned for a moment.
Then he heard a bang.
Turning around, I saw a luminous thing shooting up from the top of the pillar, like a firework... No, no, no, this is a firework. The luminous thing exploded in mid-air, lighting up the entire night sky.
Then one, and another.
Han Qi looked at the sky, and then at the unspectacular Orlando next to him.
If you weren't autistic, chasing girls wouldn't be as easy as eating and drinking?
In the end, the fireworks were gone and the silver tree was no longer spinning.
Everyone thought this matter was over, but it wasn't yet.
The entire silver tree suddenly glowed with dazzling light. The central column, as well as the pillars and small lamps on his body, were all glowing fiercely. This scene was like a miracle, lighting up the surrounding area for several hundred meters.
After a burst of foul-smelling black smoke emerged from the silver tree, everything was really over.
Han Qi smelled the smell of burned electronic equipment.
He looked at Orlando who stood up silently and was about to get in the car and go back.
Are you successful or unsuccessful?
In any case, for these bystanders, this is an experience that they will never forget. It is that kind of magic that many people will never encounter in their lifetime.
