The background story of "Singing Tide", stepping into the post-apocalyptic wonderland of "Singing Tide", you will become a guide, shuttle between forgotten ruins and emerging hopes, fight side by side with the mysterious resonance body, and uncover the dust-laden truth of history. Reshape the destiny of the world. The following is a list of the backgrounds of those who share Broken Branch Resonance.
The apple of your eye
The girl raised the painting in her hand to her mother and happily shared her results. The woman who was concentrating on matching jewelry glanced at the picture, and a brief smile appeared on her face, "Oh my God, Zhezhi, you painted so well." When the girl heard the compliment, she approached her mother excitedly, "The people in this painting and Before..." Before she could finish her words, the woman had already walked to the closet and started picking and packing her clothes, completely ignoring the approach of the girl behind her. "Very good, you have made great progress! Please do some more drawings before the guests come. "How's Zhang doing?" The woman pushed her out impatiently, "If you have any painting materials, just buy them. No matter how expensive they are, go ahead and paint." After a crisp closing sound, Zhezhi looked at the closed door in front of her and wanted to say something, but after thinking for a while, she finally didn't have the courage to knock on it again.
Facing the hall full of guests, the gorgeously dressed girl clutched the hem of her skirt and hid in a corner seat in silence. The woman looked at her embarrassed look and seemed to see their poor and abject past and their boring and cheap souls again. She immediately walked over, took the girl's hand and led her to the center of the crowd. Their gifted daughter is their bragging rights and their last hope to become a true master. "Our family Zhe Zhi has indeed been talented since she was a child. Before we even hired a teacher, her paintings had already been selected to participate in art exhibitions." With a proud smile on her mother's face, her every move was designed to integrate into the higher class. The imitation of nobility and elegance, "You also want a painting? What's the problem? Zhe Zhi can finish it in less than a day. Any theme is fine, just leave it to her." Zhe Zhi stood behind his mother and heard After saying this, he couldn't help but quietly tugged on her clothes, but she didn't expect her mother to push her out directly. "Quick, break the branch and show everyone your painting skills." All the crowds of eyes were focused on her. , Zhizhi wanted to retreat but had no way to retreat. Her hand holding the brush trembled for the first time, and she couldn't draw ink for a long time.
It wasn't until late at night that the huge mansion finally returned to silence. Zhezhi regained his courage and ran to the door of his parents' room with the painting from the day. Before he raised his hand to knock on the door, he overheard the conversation in the room.
"You know, the painting sold for 400,000 yuan today. With this money, the order that was forced to be suspended can continue."
"By the way, the paintings you will bring to the guests this weekend should be ready, right?"
"Not yet. Zhezhi told me two days ago that she wanted to go to the theater. Really... she just wants to have fun and is not willing to contribute to this family at all..."
Standing outside the door, Zhi Zhi looked down at the happy family of three on the drawing paper. The hand holding the drawing paper gradually tightened until the paper wrinkled, distorting his parents' faces.
"……sorry."
The true meaning of the painting
After Zhe Zhi went out to sketch, he realized that the pictures he painted seemed to be missing something. The girl looked at the pastoral scenery in front of her and suddenly had a new idea. She looked around carefully, and when she found no one there, she boldly stretched herself, temporarily forgetting her parents' various demands on her.
The moment she stepped onto the grass with her bare feet, the prickly itching and cool softness made her feel the vitality of nature. She ran a few steps wantonly, no longer thinking about whether her behavior was noble enough so as not to embarrass her family.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing in our vegetable patch?"
When Zhezhi heard the sound, he immediately glanced at his feet, ran away in embarrassment, and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I, I came here to draw, I didn't know there was a field there..."
The girl saw that she didn't recognize the vegetables growing in the field. She almost stumbled and fell when she left in a panic. She couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha! These vegetables can't be crushed. Don't run away!" She said and held her hand. The sickle in Li smiled while putting away the vegetables, "People who paint are so strange..." Zhezhi hesitated for a moment, couldn't help but walked over and said guiltily: "Let me help you..." The girl raised her head and smiled. He nodded, "Okay! Thank you! This sickle is for you to use, I'll get another one!"
Zhezhi looked at the sickle thrust into his hand, and then at the vegetables on the ground. He knelt down and imitated the girl's grip on the sickle. Before the knife fell, he was stopped by the girl running back, "No, no, this is the case." It’s very slow, I’ll teach you how to use it!”
The two small figures supported each other and walked slowly forward in the sunshine until they reached the end of the field. They were so tired that they lay down in the shade of the trees, their expensive clothes were stained with mud, they broke branches without noticing, and they just talked about interesting things with their new friends. Such careless joking made her feel extremely relaxed and happy.
A sharp scolding sound suddenly sounded, interrupting their conversation. Seeing their angry mother standing not far away, staring at their every move, with disdainful eyes directed at the girl next to them, Zhezhi quickly ran back to apologize and explain, and in the midst of a burst of harsh scolding, he straightened himself into a well-behaved person. A dignified look.
Many days later, the girl received a scroll. After she opened it curiously, she immediately laughed out loud.
The picture not only shows the beautiful scenery around her home, but also records the two of them harvesting vegetables in the field that day.
The letter caught in the painting fell gently.
"I'm sorry I couldn't say goodbye to you last time. It was a pleasure harvesting vegetables with you! The weight of the sickle, the warmth of the sun on my back, the soreness of my palms...all these real feelings made me understand what my painting lacked. What’s up? This is the best painting I’ve ever done, I’ll give it to you! I hope you like it! If I have another chance next week, I’ll sneak out and help you collect the food.”
The girl smiled and read each line until she reached the last sentence and scratched her head.
next week? There are no vegetables to harvest...Does she think those vegetables will grow again next week...
Maybe I won’t hesitate anymore
Zhezhi was standing not far from the painting supplies store. When she saw the tall clerk with an unkind look on his face, frowning and recording something, she hesitated and took a few steps back.
Why don't you go to another store to buy it... As soon as the thought of shrinking came to mind, it was immediately rejected by myself. But...this new product is not available in other stores yet...
The girl who was wandering not far away stopped and took out a shell coin out of habit. She threw the shell coin into the air and quickly caught it, thinking silently.
The old rule is, if it's the front, I'll go in and take a look. If it's the back, I'll talk about it next time...
Zhi Zhi slowly opened his palm, and after seeing the result, he immediately tightened it.
No, no, let’s just win two out of three.
The shell coins fell into the hand from the air again.
...still the same result.
Zhe Zhi clenched the coins in his hand, and after taking a deep breath, his eyes became determined.
This must be a guide, a hint that I can't always run away.
She mustered up her courage and walked resolutely to the store. After pushing the door hard, the clear sound of the bell above her head made her extremely nervous. She lowered her head and quickly said the sentence she had recited countless times in her heart as if her tongue was on fire.
"Hello! I want to buy the newly arrived paints, six cans of three greens, five cans of three greens, five cans of bright red, three cans of cyanine, three cans of ocher, three cans of garcinia, and two cans of goose yellow. Thank you!"
After finishing speaking smoothly, Zhi Zhi took a long breath. She raised her head happily, but her eyes met with the clerk who had just walked from the back room.
"Hello dear, do you need anything?"
The clerk looked at the customer who had appeared in the store with some confusion, and his tone was completely different from Zheji's imagination, which was gentle and cordial.
Zhezhi looked at the clerk who had just appeared and realized that no one but herself had heard what she just said. She froze in place for a moment.
"Uh...I..."
"Do you need to buy any painting materials?"
"...color...material...that..."
"Is it a new paint? A lot of people have come to buy it recently."
"No, no...I still..."
"It's okay, you can take your time and watch."
Seeing the clerk extending his hand to warmly invite him, Zhizhi clenched his sweaty hands and walked to the shelf bravely, "Okay... ok..."
Under the careful and professional introduction by the clerk, Zhizhi, who listened carefully, slowly relaxed and spoke about his needs again, and even talked more about his painting habits.
"If paired with Bai Yutang paper, I recommend you try these new products, the effect is also very good."
"Great, this just meets my needs. Then... let me try these ones too."
Satisfied, Zhi Zhi walked out of the store carrying the paint with light steps, and his confidence in himself increased.
After you relax, you can still explain things clearly to others. Next time... try not tossing the coins, maybe you can succeed...
Fold the world
The unsuspecting girl was kicked out of the house. She looked at the messy things thrown in the yard and realized that she, like them, had been abandoned here by her parents.
Living on the street, she instinctively looked for a familiar shelter. When the person who was so kind to her in the past learned about her condition, the smile on her face disappeared and he only pointed out the crumbling hotel on the corner to her.
The decaying and damp corridors were filled with quarrels and fights that she had never seen before. The girl sitting on the bed wrapped herself tightly in the moldy quilt and looked uneasily at the thin wooden door that was blocked by the table. She wanted to sleep, hoping to wake up and find that it was all just a nightmare. She didn't dare to sleep because she was afraid that as soon as she closed her eyes, the wooden door would fall into pieces.
The transformation from luxury to frugality is embodied in every day and night, and it condenses into a long and painful process.
The dim lights flickered on and off in the windowless room, making the astronomical numbers on the debt repayment list constantly agitate. The painting hands were tied with old bandages. Even though the fingers had begun to tremble slightly, the broken branches that had been painted for two days and two nights were still focused on the painting and did not dare to stop.
I finally received a big order, so I must paint it well...
His sleepy eyes gradually blurred, and the mountains and rivers on the screen began to appear double.
The fierce shouting was particularly harsh in the middle of the night. Zhizhi, who had fallen asleep on the table at some point, was awakened by a rough knock on the door. She stood up and ran to open the door, but she tripped over the cold water up to her knees.
The soaked man stood uneasily in front of the leaking house and kept apologizing to his neighbors.
The biting cold penetrated her body through her clothes, and the neighbors' complaints still echoed in her ears through the thin wall. Zhizhi quietly looked at the painting on the table, watching the painting that had been painted for countless days and nights being destroyed in the water. .
A heavy sigh echoed in the dark room, gradually squeezing out the thin air, and was about to crush the thin shoulders.
The tired figure stood in the cold water, silent for a long time.
After a long time, a faint light came on in the small room.
The scarred hands struggled to rise and fall on the terminal, "Close the water valve first...and then replace the damaged part..."
She habitually searches for situations she has never encountered before, and constantly learns about everything she has never faced in life.
"I probably understand...let's give it a try..."
She swam through the rapids, slowly heading toward the source of the problem.
The arrival of a ray of light
“I want everyone to know that this painting is expensive when they first see it, so that it can reflect my status.”
"With the quality of the finished work...if you give me a 50% discount, I will reluctantly accept this painting."
With the client's words lingering in his mind, Zhezhi held countless scrolls in his arms and walked on the street in a daze, like an empty shell that had lost his soul, completely unaware of the festive activities being arranged around him. Until he tripped over the wood on the ground and the scrolls were scattered all over the floor. The man who fell to the ground only came to his senses, and hurriedly retrieved the scroll regardless of looking for his glasses. After avoiding the busy people and taking back a few paintings around her, she saw the remaining works being blown away by the wind and rolling far away. The tired person gradually stopped moving and no longer tried to save them.
Forget it, such a bad painting...what's the use of taking it back...
No one really takes a good look at them…
She let go of her hands and let the few remaining paintings in her arms roll to the ground. When she lowered her head in frustration, she didn't notice someone stopping in front of her.
The stranger took the scroll back together with the glasses and handed them to her.
"Did you paint these paintings? They have both form and spirit, soft yet strong. They are really good paintings."
A voice came from above the head, and Zhi Zhi, who took the item, was shocked when he heard this. She quickly raised her head, but before she could say anything, she found that the speaker had already put down his things and was already walking away with his companions in the night.
She hurriedly put on her glasses and looked at the person walking away, but she only saw a blurry figure in black.
Someone complimented my painting...
It’s not for socializing, nor for endless interests, it’s just to praise my paintings...
Those words passed through the picture and penetrated her heart, truly understanding her creation and everything she cared about. Like a sudden beam of light, it dispelled the dark clouds that had accumulated deep in her heart for a long time, making her feel the warmth after a long absence. .
She looked in the direction where the figure had disappeared, and gradually hugged the painting tightly in her arms.
"Excuse me...hello?"
The voice hidden deep in his heart suddenly sounded around him, making Zhezhi, who was obsessed with framing the scene, suddenly realize.
"Don't be nervous, we don't mean any harm..."
At this moment, the owner of the voice gradually became clear from a vague figure in black.
She looked back at the golden eyes and recalled the night she met on the street: the person squatting down in front of her had the same gentle smile in his voice. He briefly created a safe atmosphere when he spoke, and pulled her away in time. Out of the bottomless vortex of self-doubt.
The warmth in the late night flooded into her heart again, coloring the pale black and white ink world in front of her eyes.
The above is the entire content of the Zhezhi background story in "Ming Tide". For more game guides, please click on the source code website.