On that day, there were many people who were drunk. Everyone even encouraged Susan to drink together, but fortunately Susan was a good boy with a firm stance and resolutely resisted the temptation.

Although the druids generally drank well, not only because the body was tolerant of alcohol and metabolized it extremely quickly, but also because for the druids, alcohol as one of the sacrificial objects was almost as long as the history of the druid council, if not longer. Druids who don't drink alcohol are almost non-existent. Rao is like this, and he can't resist the constant persuasion and persuasion at the party, and after the party is over, he still continues to drink in the living room of his residence. So when Hermione, who was not very drunk, got up from her bed and ran downstairs to get water, she saw Murray and Chirome on each other's shoulders, humming a long, wide melody, and pouring the best single malt whiskey cup after glass.

So, when Zolin, who had gone downstairs after reading Insula's information again, came to the living room, he was confronted with the scene where Murray and Chirome were still humming on each other's shoulders, while Hermione was sitting on the floor with a notebook and a pencil on the back of the couch, scribbling down the score. Zuo Zhuang was stunned. The two druids who were actually drunk were humming together, and they had definitely been singing the tune they had grown up singing since they were young: the Song of the Classics.

Classical songs are the druid's literacy textbook and one of the most basic cultivation methods. Although it is not absolutely forbidden to be transmitted, such a musical girl genius will definitely be curious about the origin of this tune. How can you fool the past?

Hermione...... What are you doing?" Zuo Lin asked.

Rubbing his lips with the bright yellow 4B pencil in his hand, he hurriedly made a silent gesture towards Zuo Lin, and Hermione continued to bury her head in the score without even having time to lift her head. It wasn't until a few minutes later, convinced that the two drunken men were already whirling the main tune over and over again, that Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wulin with sparkling eyes, and said, "Will you do the same too?"

Looking at the young sergeant's sincere and eager eyes, Zuo Lin only nodded and said, "Yes." So will I. "He's been thinking about how to make up a story to obscure the past for just a few minutes, it's better than letting this clever girl talk a little bit about it.

"Can you sing it to me?" Hermione hesitated for a moment and asked, "This song must have lyrics." Obviously there should be. ”

Zuo Lin scratched his head and said, "You came down in the middle of the night just for this?"

It was only then that Hermione remembered that her basic goal of getting water to drink had not been accomplished. She jumped up, tossed aside her pencil in her notebook covered with symbols that only she could understand, rushed into the kitchen, poured a glass of cold water, drank it all in one gulp, and rushed it out.

"That's all that's left for now. Hermione said happily.

Is the logic of girls so strange? Zuo Lin touched the back of his head and said, "Don't make them sleep, go to the living room, okay?"

The Players' Village is still quite far from the city of Los Angeles, where the lights are at its peak. Two small hills isolate the lights of the city on the other side. In the living room on the second floor, through the large floor-to-ceiling glass doors that are polished as mirrors, you can see a little starlight, although only the brightest stars. But it's also rare.

“…… Which one would you like to hear? This is a collection of songs from a friend of mine. Zolin said: "Many of them are tunes that have been lost for a long time, and only a small number of them have survived from the tunes of the ancient Celts, Vikings, and so on...... What do you want to hear?"

Hermione's eyes sparkled brighter. She certainly knows what kind of sensation these songs will have if they are published. It is true that the inheritance and development of music and the genre of music have made many modern musicians use these elements of traditional music intentionally or unintentionally, but if it is really the original thing, it is different after all. However, since someone has sorted it out, it is difficult to say the ownership of this copyright. Hermione had no idea of taking on someone else's name to make her own career, but the music was so appealing to this girl who had almost grown up in melodies.

"Can you let me hear it...... All! all!" Hermione's tone was eager.

Zuo Lin casually tore a leaf from the indoor potted plant in the living room and blew a tune. Then he said, "Let Murray find you a bagpipe tomorrow." …… That's too much. ”

Hermione thought back to the tune carefully, and the bright and changeable voice was like a bird in the woods, quietly watching everything that was happening around her. Watch people pass by their territory and leave...... It was as if it was the sound of nature itself.

"You guys, what are you collecting so many tunes for?" asked Hermione curiously, the resources of these tunes, from the perspective of a professional musician, are definitely a great asset. Not just physically, but spiritually.

"Aren't we running an environmental protection institute? We needed some information to raise money, and we thought about making some short films, or some commercials, and then at least there was something to show at the fundraising meeting. I've got a cameraman and everything. I think it's a good fit to use these as soundtracks. But the friend who collected the tunes has died. "Strictly speaking, it's not a lie to say that the friend who collected the song has died. The predecessor of the druid, who created the classic song, has been working for an unknown number of years. But the rest, it's hard to say. Making some short films and using those pictures and videos is just a casual idea from a few people, and it's still a long way from being implemented. And in Zuo Lin's mouth, it seems that everything is ready. Sometimes, Zuo Lin is a little unfamiliar with himself who can tell a lie that is difficult to see at once, but he is not disgusted. Disguise, disguise, is a compulsory course for all druids, and it is an important lesson they learn from nature.

Hermione thought about it for a moment and asked, "Can I join?...... I love these tunes, really. ”

"We're going to the Serengeti for filming in the spring next year, have you had to suffer?" Zuo Lin wanted to scare off the girl.

"No problem!" said Hermione, cheerfully. "Was one of these ancient songs born there?"

"More than that, there are a lot. The drums of African tribes have been sounding from ancient times to the present, and what has been preserved there is more intact than anyone can imagine. It's just that the situation there is not good now. In a few years, some tribes will disappear. Many tribes are becoming more and more like the so-called civilized people, and the civilized people ...... Hehe, don't mention it. Zuo Lin said flatly.

"How bad is that?" Hermione had seen in the documentary, the Serengeti, the Ngello-Ndro crater, the millions of galloping wildebeests, the crocodiles in ambush in the rivers, the leopards roaming the grasslands, and the majestic lions that occupied their hunting grounds.

"Water ......," Zuo Lin sighed, "Travelers need a lot of water. Although they get there and contribute to the funds needed by the reserve, they also consume a lot of water. The fresh water used by a rich man to take a bath may be enough for some lives for a long time. The balance there can't accommodate so many people, let alone so much consumption. ”

Hermione was silent. But Zuo Lin thought about it a lot. Lightly, he continued: "Actually, many times, protecting nature is so simple. You see how many people, when they go to restaurants and cafes, they always habitually take an extra tissue and put it away, for fear that they will need it. Even according to their habits, the chances of using this extra tissue are pitiful. If everyone fights less about that insignificant piece of paper, their lives won't change in any way. No one is asking them to change. But how many forests can be left in a year? How many fish can be poisoned by the cosmetics they wear all year round for those models who claim to protect nature without wearing fur, or even go on a naked show?

"I'm sorry," Hermione said ashamedly, "I'm one of those people who likes to pick up an extra tissue. ”

"Maybe it's not a bad thing to go to Africa, and you should be able to hear a lot of melodies that shake you there, just like I did. Zuo Lin suddenly remembered something. He pulled out the PDA in his pocket, pulled out Insula's SD card, pulled out another SD card from his holster, stuffed it in, and launched a file. It was sent to him by Pauletta, and the drumbeats of various tribes collected in Africa. Under the miserable sound effect of the PDA, it still shows a terrifying charm.

"When you go to Africa, you'll let the guy who collects these drums be your guide. He's a National Geographic photographer, and you know, the famous Pauletta. Zuo Lin said.

"Pauletta?" Hermione exclaimed. In the past two years, Pauletta has become almost the most famous and crazy photographer in the world. His animal photography and documentary photography have won many awards in various competitions, especially when he has been torn around all kinds of bloody conflicts in Africa, in one coup d'état and one battle after another, around the most dangerous animals in Africa, but he is still alive and well, and he continues to produce photos that make everyone jaw-dropping.

Zolin certainly wouldn't tell Hermione that Pauletta was a druid and that those dangers were to him. Especially the thrilling animal photography, for Pauletta, the animal models are much easier to deal with than the beautiful models in the studio who are barely clothed.

Looking at Hermione, who was becoming more and more wistful at the moment, Zuo Lin suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing to put his fictional short film shooting plan into action.