The bumps all day long made the guitar's tone extremely distorted. It took Han Qi a long time to get the tone to a level that he was satisfied with.
Most people have to use software or professional tuning equipment to tune their tunes. Now Han Qi can tune his guitar to the right pitch purely by listening with his ears. The skills the system gave him were not just knowledge, but also a long time.
exercises.
It was as if a version of myself in a parallel time and space had been practicing hard for decades and finally integrated into my own body.
Han Qi was going to go shopping in Lhasa. After taking a shower, he picked up his guitar and asked Zhang Shuhao before going out:
"What are your plans now? Are you going back to Wanwan?"
"I...I might be working here..."
After achieving his goal in 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. Sometimes he would have hallucinations halfway through the ride, as if his deceased brother was riding beside him.
He never told Han Qi this feeling.
But the prerequisite for returning to Wanwan is that you have to have money to buy a plane ticket.
He is so poor now that he is about to lose his pants. How can he spend thousands of dollars to buy a plane ticket? So he can only see if there is any job in Lhasa that can make money in a short time.
Han Qi probably knows what he is thinking, but he doesn't have much money now.
Moreover, his popularity on Douyin has long disappeared. If he comes out to sing now, he doesn't know whether he will make as much money as he did in Chengdu and Lijiang, so he dare not make a guarantee now. He will go out to see the situation today. If
If everything goes well, I'll call Zhang Shuhao to help tomorrow.
"Oh, okay, you take a rest first and I'll go out and take a look."
I was quite tired from the bike ride before, but the thought of going out and taking a look overwhelmed the thought of sleeping in the hotel.
When you go out with your room card, you can feel the enthusiasm of Lhasa as soon as you get downstairs.
Many tourists.
There are so many people in this city that it doesn’t look like a city in a snowy area.
As mentioned before in other places, the place where you can see the most people is at the entrance of the primary school after school. But Lhasa is different. There are as many people as in the central cities in the mainland. And on top of this, it still retains local characteristics, such as red
The walls, wind and horse flags, and Tibetan paintings and cloth are all very impressive to look at.
Perhaps these things are the reasons that attract countless tourists from home and abroad to go to Lhasa one after another.
It was already afternoon when they arrived, but it was not yet dark at this time. Han Qi planned to go to the Potala Palace first and then go out to perform on the street when it got dark. But the plan could not keep up with the change until the Potala Palace closed.
Han Qi didn't even rush to this place.
he.
be lost.
There is only one road, 318, and Zhang Shuhao is walking with him all the way. He didn't think that the lost attribute brought by the title is very powerful, but now he has seen it.
He arrived at a place he didn't know where he was at all.
I took out my phone, and the navigation on my phone kept showing that it was loading. On the screen, I was still on a big highway... But what kind of highway was this? It was just a small alley, and it was the kind of small alley where many local residents lived.
Because Han Qi didn't see many people in casual clothes, some were Tibetans wearing Tibetan robes, and they were older.
"Where have I been?"
Han Qi shook his phone again and put it into his pocket speechlessly after confirming that there was no network connection.
The system is always awesome!
This system has been silent for more than half a month. Does it make sense to suddenly come out to refresh its presence?
After tightening the guitar strap, 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 made of rubble or earth, with three to four stories in height. They look like a blockhouse in appearance, so they are also called blockhouses. However,
It is not all made of stone, but is also partly built with wood, which makes this kind of house less monotonous.
The lightness and flexibility of the wood contrast with the large area of thick, wide and heavy stone walls, and the emptiness of the alley brings an extremely strong sense of depth.
At this moment, the sun is setting, golden light shines on the roof, and the exposed gold edge seems to have covered the house with a gold roof.
"this……"
These were all the answers that flashed through 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 shocked.
If I don’t take pictures now, when will I wait?
Han Qi took out his mobile phone again, turned on the camera that came with it and pointed it at the alley in front of him.
If you want to take good photos, Han Qi thinks you still need to use the camera that comes with your phone. Although other camera software and the like can take good-looking 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 the most touching photo was taken when a woman came out to pour water.
What he wanted to express was the house here, but the person who suddenly appeared in the lens was undoubtedly important. No wonder a figure suddenly appeared in many photos of landscapes. You don’t even need to see clearly what the person is doing.
People are just an embellishment in landscape photos.
Half an hour later, Han Qi returned to the street, looking through the photos he had taken earlier.
"Tsk, tsk, I also had such a beautiful day taking pictures."
So far, he still doesn't know much about photography, but after this period of time, his photography skills have been honed. At least he has figured out the way to choose composition. In fact, he has got into photography, and he knows how to take a good photo of something.
Ninety percent of the photos were deleted, leaving only a picture of a Tibetan woman coming out to pour water. Han Qi was walking and looking at the photo with silly joy... His current occupation is a singer, but the photo captured
A favorite photo brought him more happiness than singing several songs.
The Potala Palace is now closed and no longer accepts tourists.
But he still had to go to the Potala Palace. After all, he wanted to sing and make money, so the place he chose was actually in the square below the Potala Palace.
He inquired and found out that this place is a gathering place for tourists. If tourists don’t sleep at night, they will come here to hang out. Mainly because they come all the way to Lhasa to travel. Who would stay in the room to sleep at seven or eight o’clock?
It's not completely dark.
Is everyone Zhang Shuhao?
Although there are many tourists in Lhasa, those who come on foot and on bicycles are still only a few. They need to rest, but tourists who come by plane do not.
So when Han Qi came to Potala Palace Square, what he saw was countless people sitting cross-legged in the square.
They are all heading in the same direction, that is, sitting on the ground, looking at the Potala Palace in the distance... What's so interesting about this? You might as well take a banknote and fold it in half to take a photo of the Potala Palace. You are here
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 and is dark blue. You can even see some stars in the sky, but the sun has not completely set at this time.
, the peripheral light shines on the Potala Palace, the white wall below and the red wall above are as dazzling as special effects.
