musicians of old

Chapter 343 The first movement Awakening Poem (20): "Winter Journey"

"Mr. Scheler is a real troubadour!" Another Martini with an accordion also raised his head in disbelief and said, "And judging from the color of the emblem interpreted today, it is not white or light yellow at all. This is already quite popular! Oh my god...he's probably half of the 'great' level!!"

Bless the emblem! ? ...not white or yellowish, with a fair amount of redness?

Although Fan Ning left directly after the piano test, but now that he has witnessed the strange scene on the high place, he seems to have vaguely understood something.

It is rumored that troubadours traveling in the Southern Continent, who have reached a certain level of artistic attainment, will receive the blessing emblem of "Fanghui Poet".

——Fan Ning realized at this moment that the word "get" in Lange also has the meaning of "produce"
"These strange fruits are undoubtedly the emblems of blessings. It seems that they are performing music in the realm of the 'Fragrant Poet'. After reaching a certain threshold, they will receive a concrete gift from him..." Fan Ning combined the mysterious phenomenon in front of him, Think about the information in the words of others.

"Feli and Martini's performance sounds top-notch, and they are typical 'moths' compared to outstanding music academy graduates, while they are just trainee troubadours and have not received the blessing of 'Fanghua poets'... This shows that the minimum level of "groom" is required to produce an emblem, which corresponds to the "white to light yellow" fruit in Martini's mouth. Well, although the level of "ge" is determined by the world's cognition, it can be used as a "fragrant flower". Judgmental references to poets' induction and gift-giving..."

"As for the specific determinants, the work itself and the level of performance must be included. The quality of the instrument seems to be an important factor. Joan's extraordinary string has a great bonus. The fruit gift I triggered in front of me is orange-red. Or corresponding to the level between 'Blade Holder' and 'Forged Lion', so Martini called it 'half great'..."

"Fortunately, I didn't finish the whole song of "Winter Journey" just now, and I didn't continue to vibrate the divinity of the D string, and it was an extremely inferior guitar. Otherwise, on the first night of my first arrival in the Southern Continent, I'm afraid it would be rumored. Too shocking transcontinental news..."

When Fan Ning was thinking about the reason, Chretien of the caravan walked up to him with his eldest son Troy, bowed, opened the cardboard box containing dried petals, and put a large bunch of colorful petals in front of him. Sprinkle it on him.

Luna subconsciously followed Fan Ning, while Chretien was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly: "At least I need Troy to arrange a best guest room for you..."

Fan Ning didn't answer, walked under the tree, raised his head calmly and asked:
"So, these strange fruits... what are they for?"

Philip on the side added: "It is said that inspirations at the level of 'Great' or above will receive His pink to deep red emblem gift, which may bring some mysterious characteristics at this time, 'Flower Touched People' often Use red berries to complete some noble sacrificial activities... I think it may not take too many years for you to reach the 'great' level of attainment."

Since he is a troubadour wandering from a foreign country, there is no need to overly conceal the details that he does not know.

They never dreamed that the "possible companion" introduced by Mr. "Guide" a few hours ago was actually several ranks higher than them!Of course, Masai Negu himself did not expect...

"By the way, do you have a name for the long poem divertimento you are creating?"

"You can eat it directly as a berry, or mix it with other food or alcohol, and you will feel the incomparable sweetness and sweetness." The voice of Marseille Negu came from behind.

After being put into the mouth, there is a sense of explosion, the juice is very sufficient, the taste is like lychee meat, the taste is pear and banana, and there may be sweet orange and passion fruit. In short, it is difficult to describe the specific feeling of sweetness and sweetness.

"Frankly speaking, for a troubadour of your level, our family caravan has no experience traveling as host and guest, but I will let Troya arrange more—"

During a walk with several people, Luna looked at Fan Ning and said, "Mr. Scheler, I haven't responded to your good night yet. Good night."

The two trainee troubadours were dumbfounded, "Great" is useless?
Troy quickly stepped forward: "Mr. Scheele, the guest room I arranged for you is on this side. There are newly purchased luggage and a few sets of clothes in it. The preparation time is relatively hasty. If you feel that it is not compatible with your artistic aesthetic If it doesn’t match, I’ll make arrangements for you tomorrow.”

Ann was the second to eat the glowing berry, and her eyes lit up immediately after putting it in her mouth; "Wow! This tastes much better than the white berry I ate a few years ago!"

Fanning nodded and walked towards the hotel.

Fortunately, I followed the advice of the "Guide" as always, "not enthusiastic enough"... This is not a difficult situation to remedy and perfect.

"Theoretically, it's just an illusion, and it's not helpful for eating," Masseynecourt said. "But the sensory stimulation brought by the illusion is stronger, and sometimes it is enough to erode the laws of the real world."

The expressions of the two trainee troubadours were extremely awed and revered at this moment.

"Mr. Scheler, please forgive us for not being warm enough and courteous." Chretien was especially grateful to the knight standing behind him when he saluted.

"It's hard to imagine what kind of change can make the branches and leaves of unrelated plants bear fruit in a short time."

"Actually, 'great' is useless..."

It smells like chocolate and pineapple.

"The most common saying is that they are actually a kind of hallucination related to the 'Fragrant Poet'," said Marseillecourt.

Fanning thought for a while and asked again: "Aside from the pleasure of taste and the allegory of good luck, is there no other use?"

The knight threw a few boomerangs at the sky, and returned them neatly to his hands. More than a dozen orange-red glowing fruits all fell onto the gravel.

He always thought that if he was born into a musical family, or if he was given artistic inspiration, such as a high-level troubadour like Scheler, although he was weaker than himself in terms of force, he would achieve his life goals more gracefully.

...Hey, so the "idyllic" approach is much more comfortable, but unfortunately I can't change careers halfway.Marseille Negu looked at his back, thinking about the comparison in his heart, and further speculated on Scheler's intention to follow the caravan.

"I have already received the gift." Fan Ning smiled and walked towards the nearest coconut tree, "The generation of inspiration only needs roaming, meals, and sleeping beds, and the rest of the meaning is only your aesthetics, emotions, and sympathy. .”

His reception attitude is very thoughtful. If he can leave a good impression on this true troubadour, then his ideal of "chanting love songs under the tower" will be realized faster.

"Good night."

"Hallucinations?" Luna choked on her saliva, and whispered curiously: "Mr. Scheler, can I have one, or take a bite..."

"These blessing emblems of the 'Fragrant Poet' will not rot in the slightest in hot weather, and the illusion will last for three to seven days before dissipating out of thin air. Sometimes we occasionally find such berries on the branches and leaves during the journey, This means that a real troubadour wandered here to play music not long ago, and eating these berries not only brings pleasure to the taste, but also means good luck, and the redder the color, the deeper the luck."

"You can do whatever you want." After Fan Ning said so, everyone around him went up and took one curiously.

The attendant next to him picked them up one by one with a jade tray, and Fan Ning picked up one and looked at it carefully:

"Winter Journey." Fanning's answer stunned the little girl.

"Mr. Scheler, it's midsummer now..." Ann next to him couldn't help reminding in a low voice, "Should it be called 'Summer Journey' or 'Summer Journey'?"

The next moment, Fan Ning's figure disappeared at the corner of the corridor, leaving behind only the last melancholy voice.

"It's 'Winter Journey' without a doubt."

(End of this chapter)