Reading poems from Teyvat

The only drawback is that he originally wanted to find Jiang Xue to verify his current level and find out what happened to this fisherman who was praised by netizens in the past, but Jiang Xue had no intention of paying attention to him, so Shen Zhigui now doesn't know if he can beat those holders of the Eye of God...

Although it's not a good idea to go around looking for people to fight with.

So, do we still need to copy poems?

Speaking of which, what exactly are the so-called recognition standards of the system?

Is it a momentary heartbeat?

Or leave a deep impression on the other party?

Or should he make those people admit in their hearts that he does have some extraordinary talent or ability to do things?

So, maybe fighting is the simplest and quickest method provided by the system.

The premise is that he can do it.

Shen Zhigui sighed quietly in his heart.

That day, Huai'an found that the boy who had been getting up early and going to Jiangxinzhou to practice sword for a month was sitting abnormally in the seat below the inn today, looking at the road with a sad look in his eyes. He thought that the boy had learned something now - although he didn't know where he learned his weird martial arts, he thought he should be unwilling to be lonely now, after all, he was only a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old. Thinking of his immediate boss who even gave him Mora from his private vault as royalties, Huai'an sat opposite him and said earnestly:

"Xiaogui..."

Shen Zhigui couldn't help but roll his eyes——

Although he still likes his name very much now, after all, he was impressed by Kong Zhigui's talent after reading "Beishan Yiwen" when he grew up, so he has never complained about his elders. But when he was a child, his friends didn't understand what Kong Zhigui and Han Zhigui were, and when they knew how his name was pronounced, they directly gave him the nickname "Little Turtle"!

So he gets a little PTSD whenever he hears people calling him that.

"how?"

However, Shen Zhigui had nothing to complain about the innkeeper who gave him free food and accommodation for a month, so he said.

"Are you ready to leave?"

"Yes, after all, the original agreement was for a month."

"You can continue to live here if you want. Of course, you have to pay for it. It's not like you can't afford it."

Huai'an knew very well how much Mora Ningguang gave him. With the royalties alone, he could live in Wangshu Inn for another two years without any problem.

“Life is not just about the present, but also about poetry and the distance.”

Shen Zhigui immediately put on some pretentious attitude and said.

"Then what are you hesitating about?"

Huai'an knew that his main job was a bard, although he had not seen him perform in the inn in the past month.

"I'm wondering whether to go to Mondstadt or Liyue Harbor next."

Speaking of this, he now does have a bit of the meaning of "Yang Zhu weeping at the fork in the road, because he can go south or north."

"Why hesitate? Let's go to Liyue Harbor!"

Huai'an suddenly became anxious and said.

"why?"

Huai'an couldn't just say that it seemed that your name had been remembered by your boss. If I let you run to Mondstadt from here, who knows, your boss might come to me and ask me to find you when he remembers that he needs to find someone but can't find him. So he quickly thought of a solution and said, "Don't you write better in classical poetry? But the aesthetics in Mondstadt tend to be more inclined to modern poetry, right? And didn't you ask me some time ago where I could find a lot of amber? If you want to find amber, you must go to Liyue Harbor!"

That's a reason.

After all, Shen Zhigui didn't remember many modern poems.

Moreover, recently, while practicing martial arts, he also got familiar with the literary history of Liyue, and found that Xingqiu's recitation of Li Bai's "Even if I die, my chivalrous bones will remain fragrant, and I will not be ashamed to be a hero in the world" was purely accidental. After all, the original poem of "The Knight-Errant" involved many allusions in Chinese history, so he didn't have to worry about copying the poem.

As for the amber that Huai'an said he was looking for, it was because he wanted to practice the move "Nanshan Morning Snow Jade Rugged".

The move "Nanshan Dawn Snow Jade Rocks" is actually more like some kind of body-building exercise. According to the system's description, after the move is perfected, the practitioner can transform bones and even flesh and blood into jade-like materials when necessary. At that time, the whole person will look like he is carved out of white jade. It is indeed a magical skill for detoxification and beauty. However, although it is not impossible to improve this move step by step using normal methods, this method is not only ridiculously slow, but also consumes the true energy he created by practicing "Come Like Thunder and Collect Fury". This is completely not enough to cover the cost, so he set his sights on a quick way -

Absorb a large amount of jade essence.

So he needs a lot of amber.

But reality is not a game after all. Amber will not grow on the roadside for no reason, and it will not refresh every two or three days after being dug. As for the rich mining areas that can be found, they are mostly owned by owners. Even if he wants to mine by himself, the mine owners will not let him. So he can only use Mora to open the way. But even if he puts all his current royalties into it, the amber he bought probably won't allow him to practice the first level of "Jade Bones". Or he can only ignore it temporarily and wait until he gets the right internal skills, or find another way to make money.

But all in all, under the current circumstances, it would be better to go to Liyue Harbor first.

Anyway, I can use the method I originally thought of to deal with Xin Yan first.

When Huai'an heard his decision, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then looked left and right, stuffed a letter into his hand, and told him that if there was anything he couldn't solve at that time, he could find a certain place in Yujingtai at a fixed time, tell the people there a code word, and then give the letter to the people there, and maybe he could get help.

But by then I will be forced to join an intelligence organization, right?

Shen Zhigui said in his heart.

But Huai'an had good intentions after all, so Shen Zhigui did not refuse and just took it.

"Well, come back more often when you have time."

Huaian patted the boy's shoulders, who had clearly been practicing martial arts for a month but was still thin, and said as if he was deeply touched.

"Or does it include food and lodging?"

"Get out of here!"

The next day, Shen Zhigui packed his bag, which actually consisted of only two sets of newly bought clothes, some food for the journey, and a fairly good iron sword. After briefly greeting the people in the inn who had become familiar to him, he set off directly for Liyue.

By the way, he hadn't seen the Yaksha once in this month.

However, Shen Zhigui felt that he was not the popular traveler, and that Yaksha was not someone who could be moved by just a few words, not to mention that Shen Zhigui probably couldn't beat him now, so he could only talk about it later.

Chapter 7: Rock Girl

Although Shen Zhigui knew very early on that reality could not be compared with the game settings, for example, when he first played the game, he could not find any guest rooms at Wangshu Inn. In fact, the main business of Wangshu Inn was to provide food and lodging services to passing business travelers, of which "lodging" was the main source of income for the inn, while "food" was not so much. For another example, if the game modeling was used according to the real scale, it would not take much time to walk from Dihuazhou to Liyue Harbor. However, Shen Zhigui traveled for four or five days before finally reaching the hilltop outside Liyue Harbor. This was even when he used martial arts to travel! [1]

He should have been mentally prepared. After all, according to the modeling in the game, Liyue Harbor was at best just a small fishing village. But standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, the magnificent buildings still made Shen Zhigui feel a little excited. Of course, Shen Zhigui had stood on high places and looked down at larger cities, but those were all cookie-cutter steel jungles, while the one in front of him was a group of buildings composed purely of antique wooden structures, lined up in a row, occupying the gentle coast surrounded by lush mountains and forests. In the slightly salty sea breeze, noisy voices could be heard.

From this point of view, this city is indeed one of the most prosperous ports in Teyvat.

Shen Zhigui was thinking about these endless trivial matters and walked towards the city.

Then he was taken to the General Affairs Department by the Qianyan Army at the city gate.

"Name?"

"Shen Zhigui."

"age?"

"Seventeen."

Although Shen Zhigui really wanted to report his real age, he finally reported his current physical age.

Then the clerk asked him where he was from, where he had stayed before coming to Liyue Harbor, and what his occupation was. Shen Zhigui answered all of them in detail. Although the clerk did not seem to believe him, he still stamped his seal in the end, kept the original copy, handed the paper to him, and said, "Next."

From this perspective, Liyue's bureaucracy is quite modern.

Although in the game it can be said that it is a big deal for a leader like Ganyu, who is almost a cabinet secretary, to help Qixing run errands and deliver messages to a certain traveler, it is really magical to personally manage trivial executive-level matters such as collecting taxes.

But after getting the piece of paper that served a similar purpose as his ID card, Shen Zhigui immediately started asking people where Xin Yan was performing. Xin Yan was somewhat of a celebrity in Liyue Harbor. In fact, even if she wasn't so eccentric and didn't love rock, she would still be a celebrity. After all, the Eye of God was a label that marked people as superior in this world. It would be hard for her not to attract attention if she walked around the city with that kind of thing. And as it happened, she did have a performance today, so Shen Zhigui quickly found out where she was. As soon as he arrived, he felt a wave of hot air coming towards him.

This is not a metaphor.

But it is the real fact.

After all, the girl on the stage did have flames coming out of her fingertips as she played the guitar.

The people around also shouted heart-wrenchingly along with the girl's playing and singing, and even crowded towards her fanatically. Shen Zhigui was not paying attention and was almost caught up in them, and even his clothes were almost torn by the squeeze.

Although it is hard to say who is at a disadvantage.

Because he hadn't washed his clothes during the days he had been camping in the wilderness.

I think there should be a lot of smell on your body.

He squeezed out from the crowd, stood a little further away, and just watched until she finally ended the concert at sunset.

Originally, Shen Zhigui was thinking about whether to walk with her to a secluded place before talking to her, but after she said goodbye to her small group of fanatical fans, she walked towards him and said, "Hey, little brother, do you want to talk to me?"

Shen Zhigui asked, "How did you know that?"

Xin Yan looked at the young man in front of him, who looked exhausted but had a handsome look in his eyes. He thought, if you just came to my concert, you are too quiet. Anyone can see that you have ulterior motives. What you did is really not rock and roll!

However, Shen Zhigui did not dwell on this matter. After a moment of silence, he introduced himself and said straight to the point that he had a song and wanted to collaborate with her. Then he took out a piece of paper from the package and handed it to her.

Don’t ask him how he learned musical notation. Just say he bought the teaching materials from a passing traveler.

Xin Yan took it curiously, glanced at it quickly, and then hummed it out loud. Finally, she asked Shen Zhigui to point the paper at her, and she began to pluck the strings of the guitar in her hand and hummed the whole song.

"How about it?"

When Shen Zhigui saw this, he immediately felt that it was a sure thing, so he asked her.

“It’s a really good song, and it’s really rock and roll.”

That is.

Shen Zhigui said affirmatively in his heart.

"YMCA" is such a positive and cheerful tune that it must be very suitable for your understanding of rock.

But Shen Zhigui saw the dark-skinned rock girl with sky-high twin ponytails shaking her head at him: "But please forgive me for refusing."

"why?"

Shen Zhigui asked in confusion.

"Because you're not rock 'n' roll enough."

She just said this directly to the boy.

"I……"

"Rock music should be pure, passionate, and sincere. But even though you created such great rock music, I don't see any corresponding emotions in you. You just want to use me to achieve a certain goal, and there is even some bad taste in it. Although I know it is harmless to me, and although I also like that song very much, I'm sorry that I can't agree to this."

After Xin Yan finished speaking, a cheerful smile appeared on his face, and then he patted the boy on the shoulder and said:

"I hope you can be a little more rock 'n' roll the next time we meet. Then maybe I'll agree. Come on! I'll take my leave now."

She turned and left, leaving the paper in the boy's hands.

"What kind of bullshit excuse is that I'm not rock enough?"

Shen Zhigui originally wanted to crumple the paper into a ball and throw it away, but he finally put it back in his pocket. After thinking about it, he still felt a little puzzled, but in the end he could only sigh:

Perhaps it is not so easy to impress these literary and artistic workers.

In comparison, it might be easier to just say I want to fight her.

Thinking of this, he felt the urge to chase after him.

But thinking that I would inevitably be seen as angry and embarrassed because the cooperation failed, I gave up.

But in her opinion, maybe it would be better to be a little more "rock" if she were to have a discussion with him now?

"Forget it, let's go find Wanmin Hall first."

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

After traveling in the wilderness for so long, his mouth is almost dry.

Note [1]: Judging from various settings, Liyue should be considered a country with a relatively large geographical area. Although in Ganyu’s character story, she took a nap in a haystack on the side of the road, and it only took three hours to be transported from Liyue Port to Dihua Island...

Chapter 8: The Road Ahead and Goodbye

Although Wanmin Hall is just a small shop in the game, when Shen Zhigui found the place, he saw a whole building with several lanterns and a flag fluttering in the wind hanging next to the building. On the flag, "Wanmin Hall" was written in the common language of Liyue. The restaurant has always been famous for its novel and delicious dishes as well as its affordable prices. In addition, the current heir is the holder of the Eye of God who aspires to become the God of Cooking in Liyue. Naturally, the business has become more prosperous, with people coming and going in an endless stream. If it hadn't been dark, Shen Zhigui even doubted that he would not be able to find an empty seat.

Even so, he had no chance to get in touch with Xiangling.

However, Shen Zhigui had never thought of relying on copying poems to gain Xiangling's approval.

So this time he just came to eat.

He sat there waiting and thinking about his next plan.

After being rejected by Xin Yan, he found that being a plagiarist does not necessarily mean he will be recognized by those people. Getting the recognition of Keqing and Ningguang was purely a coincidence. If others think he has bad intentions and thinks that you are the most talented person in the world but are just a fame-seeker, then he will have no words to say. Moreover, if Xingqiu finds out his flaws and realizes that he can only copy poems but not write them, wouldn’t it be more difficult to gain recognition?

And someone with a quirky personality like Hu Tao might not necessarily buy into the traditional poems he copied.

Maybe Zhang Zongchang's "Fire the cannons and blow his mother up" would be more to her liking.

As for the rest of the people, such as Xiangling, even if Shen Zhigui wrote a poem praising her dishes as the best in the world, she would probably just smile and not take it seriously.