"We finally met."
"Let's fight! Why don't we fight?"
"Hahaha! Old Hu is really vigilant, worried that the wild chicken will be captured by Group A."
"Group C hasn't found much to eat these past few days, poor Dilraba and Tangtang."
"You guys think Ac's group will catch a pheasant."
The members of Group A and Group C met up, and the viewers watching the live stream instantly went wild, with a flood of comments pouring in.
The pheasant had long been lost by Hu Ge and Dilraba. After the two groups met, the atmosphere became tense over the food.
"Haha! We've been starving for two days, and when we saw food, we got a little carried away. Old Hu was just being possessive of his food; he didn't mean anything by it," Reba said, trying to smooth things over.
"Have you been hungry for two days? Aren't you getting enough to eat every day? We've been eating spicy strips, lobsters, and coconut snails non-stop these past few days. Yesterday we even had yam stewed with wild rabbit, and the taste was indescribably delicious." Zhang Yixing glanced at the tired Lao Hu and Reba, and he was very proud of himself.
Dilraba's mouth watered as she listened, and her stomach rumbled uncomfortably.
"I don't believe you! You're just trying to tempt us, aren't you! Reba, let's go back." They'd already lost the pheasant, and now they had to listen to Zhang Yixing talk about how well he ate every day. Old Hu was furious, but there was nothing he could do. People can't just shut their mouths.
Dilraba smiled awkwardly, patted her protesting stomach, and secretly regretted that she had been betrayed by this sudden hunger.
After Li Xiang finished setting up the pheasant trap, they headed back home.
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"Teacher Li, Yixing, you're back! Fatty and I found bamboo rats in a bamboo forest. We don't know how to set traps, so we just dug up some bamboo shoots and bamboo and came back. Teacher Li, I'll take you to that bamboo forest to set traps to catch bamboo rats." When Huang Xiaoming and Li Yinsheng returned to the camp, Li Xiang and Zhang Yixing hadn't returned yet. After resting for a while, he immediately went to greet Li Xiang when he saw him return.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Li Xiang's eyes lit up when he heard about bamboo rats; their team would have another source of food.
"I'll go too," Liu Yifei said quickly, showing great interest in the idea.
"Yingbao and I will stay at the camp. The four of you can go. Also, cut some more bamboo. I happen to know carpentry, so I can make a table and a few chairs."
"Just be back before noon, we'll have lunch ready and wait for you to come back," Li Yinsheng instructed.
"Okay!" the four responded, quickly packed their things, picked up hoes and axes, and followed Huang Xiaoming toward the bamboo forest.
Yingbao stayed at the campsite and began preparing lunch. She started by washing the seafood she had caught that morning.
As for Li Yinsheng, she selected a suitable bamboo for making a bamboo flute. She planned to make one herself, firstly to play it for entertainment and to pass the time, and secondly, because the song "Summer in Jinsha" that she wrote for Zhang Yixing needed an accompaniment, otherwise singing it a cappella would lose the cheerful rhythm of the song.
It just so happens that she already knows how to play the flute, and with the help of basic carpentry skills, making a bamboo flute would only take a little more time and effort.
Bamboo flutes are typically made from mature bamboo that has grown for more than three years, with purple bamboo, bitter bamboo, and Xiangfei bamboo being the best choices. These bamboos not only have suitable density and elasticity but also beautiful textures and colors.
Li Yinsheng selected a bamboo of suitable size, cut it into 60-centimeter pieces, and soaked the peeled bamboo in water to prevent cracking. At the same time, he heated the bamboo over a fire to make it more flexible and easier to straighten. Then, he hollowed out the bamboo joints and cleaned the inner walls with fine sand to ensure unobstructed sound production, uniform airflow vibration, and a pure tone.
The processed bamboo is cut and polished to a certain size and shape. First, one end of the bamboo is cut into a bevel, and then the other end is polished according to the shape of the flute.
Next, Li Yinsheng began to work on making the flute holes.
Li Yinsheng knew that the position and size of the flute holes directly affected the flute's pitch and timbre, so she was extremely careful with every step. She first used marks to lightly outline the approximate position of each hole on the bamboo. These positions were precisely calculated to ensure both musical harmony and the comfort of pressing the holes with her fingers. Li Yinsheng calculated the holes based on the size of her fingers.
Then, she carefully used a sharp knife to slowly cut at the marked spot, each cut accompanied by a soft "sizzling" sound, the sound of bamboo fibers being cut.
After cutting the holes, Li Yinsheng did not rush to test the sound. Instead, he polished them again, carefully polishing the edges of each hole to ensure that the openings were smooth and burr-free. This way, the airflow would not be affected when playing, and his fingers would not be scratched.
The polishing process also requires patience and meticulousness. She checked it again and again until every hole was perfect.
After completing the hole making, Li Yinsheng began to install the mouthpiece and membrane hole on the flute.
The mouthpiece is the key part of the flute for producing sound. She specially prepared a soft, moderately elastic bamboo membrane and carefully attached it to the membrane hole. This step seems simple, but it is actually quite particular, as the tightness and position of the membrane will affect the tone and volume of the flute.
Li Yinsheng quickly completed this step. She gently tried blowing, but the sound was not as crisp and melodious as she had imagined. At this point, she needed to adjust the tightness and position of the membrane.
She held her breath, gently pressing her fingertips against the edge of the membrane hole, fine-tuning the fit between the membrane and the hole. After each subtle adjustment, she would try playing again, carefully listening to the subtle changes in tone.
After several attempts, finally, a melodious and clear flute sound flowed from the bamboo tube, like a mountain spring or birdsong in the forest, pleasant to the ear and refreshing to the mind.
"Look, the chubby girl has actually made a bamboo flute."
"What a talent! It seems like Group A has quite a few entertainment activities. They haven't even finished making a mahjong set yet, and they've already made a bamboo flute."
"Yes, this is definitely an all-rounder, you have to admire them!"
"Didn't Fatty say before that she would write a song for everyone in Group A? Last night, Fatty pulled Yixing aside and talked for a long time. Does that mean the song Fatty wrote is already finished? Yesterday, Yixing said 'Stay tuned,' does that mean we'll be singing Fatty's new song today?"
"Hearing what you said upstairs, it's very likely."
"Looking forward to the new song written by Fatty, I wonder if it will be good."
"I can't wait for night to come!"
Viewers watching the live stream flooded the comments section with expressions of curiosity and anticipation for the chubby girl's new song, making the atmosphere in the live stream even more lively. The comments streamed across the screen like a meteor shower, reflecting the boundless excitement for the upcoming song.
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