Leisurely Traveler with Check-in System

Chapter 68: Chapter 67: Parkour of Freedom

To catch the earliest ferry, the two got up very early. Jing Chaoyi still felt drowsy, rubbing her somewhat dazed eyes.

She glanced admiringly and enviously at Li Younan beside her; Li Younan was full of energy, brimming with spirit and vitality.

For many travelers, this island didn’t meet their expectations, lacking stunning scenery, so many have complained about it. But upon arrival, Jing Chaoyi found it wasn’t so bad.

Before landing on the island, they had done some homework and learned that the island’s most interesting aspect is that on average, there is one piano for every three people, hence it’s also called ”Piano Island.” Several heavyweight musicians from China came from here, and the most recent one was Lang Lang’s teacher.

Jing Chaoyi said to Li Younan with a smile: ”Senior, I checked online, there are many shared piano rooms on the island where you can listen to others play while resting. Also... there’s an organ performance at 10 o’clock.”

As the two walked further in, Li Younan was contemplating starting some parkour.

There are no motor vehicles on the entire island; aside from walking, there are only a few electric vehicles available. Jing Chaoyi bought an island tour ticket and was preparing to get on when she saw that Li Younan hadn’t moved, so she tilted her head and asked, ”Senior, aren’t you getting on?”

Li Younan suddenly smiled, ”You go ahead, I’ll catch up with you later.”

Jing Chaoyi blinked: ”What are you going to do?”

Li Younan turned his head away, having gotten a haircut a couple of days ago, and the temples were trimmed flat, with his bangs lightly flying up, looking fresh and neat. He said, ”I want to go for a run while it’s still cool.”

As he spoke, he waved the sports camera in his hand at Jing Chaoyi.

Jing Chaoyi was a bit speechless, not wanting to move at all at the moment, so she waved her hand: ”Alright, then show me the video later.”

After Jing Chaoyi’s electric vehicle had left, Li Younan took a deep breath and leisurely walked toward the beach.

This island is perfect for parkour.

Although Gulangyu lacks a dedicated parkour venue, its varied natural terrain, historic architecture, and coastline naturally form a challenging and visually striking landscape.

There weren’t many tourists around yet.

Wearing his most comfortable worn-out shoes, Li Younan’s footsteps rustled on the rough rocks. The sun hadn’t fully emerged yet, and its light was a warm golden hue, slanting across those old stones, stretching the shadows long.

Li Younan put on the sports camera, squinting at the glint on the distant sea surface. He didn’t hurry to climb up; instead, he moved upwards, using both hands and feet, along the natural steps and rock crevices.

He climbed to a somewhat flat rock top, stood straight, the wind a bit stronger, cooling his sweat-dampened forehead.

He felt a bit regretful; the scenery here was excellent, yet Jing Chaoyi couldn’t see it.

The houses with red roofs below huddled together quietly. A boat, having started early, gently sliced a white line on the distant sea.

All of this was captured in the camera.

Once satisfied, he found a slightly lower rock, gauged the distance, sunk his waist, and pushed off with his feet, landing lightly on the protruding rock below, with barely a sound, just his own breath and a few distant bird calls.

In the camera, this movement would look thrilling and cool.

He strolled down, turning into Shuzhuang Garden.

The maze of artificial hills in the Twelve Cave Heavens, winding and looping, was a natural place for tunnel practice.

Li Younan didn’t remember the route, just navigating by feel inside.

The stone walls were cool, with a bit of moisture, some places even growing a thin layer of moss.

Stooping out from a low stone cave, his view suddenly opened up, seeing the summit of Sunlight Rock set against the blue sky, contrasting with a sea of green leaves in the garden below.

Li Younan deftly walked a few steps on the low artificial hill’s narrow stone strip, steady and surefooted.

At the base of the wall, a few unknown small white flowers bloomed, nodding gently in the breeze.

He ran aimlessly to the back of Gangzaihou.

The beach was soft; the tide had just receded, leaving traces.

Li Younan jogged along the edge of the sea and sand, the waves lapping up just over his ankles, refreshingly cool.

As he ran, occasionally doing a tumble, seeing the rocky area emerged ahead, he hopped forward on the variably sized, uneven stones.

The rocks, smoothed and roughed by seawater, had a few small shells sticking on in places; Li Younan squatted down and casually picked a few pieces.

These were all recorded in the camera.

A large rock blocked his way; with a sidestep, he pushed off the rock wall beside it, using the force to flip over.

In the camera, it would look quite thrilling and cool.

Next were the narrow alleys by the old houses.

The alleyways were narrow, with high walls on both sides and bougainvillea spilling over the tops.

The ground was paved with old stone slabs, uneven in some places.

Li Younan jogged along the base of the walls, occasionally encountering a short wall segment. He naturally propped himself up with a hand, swung a leg over, and sat on it.

In the camera, one would see a first-person view sitting on the wall, legs dangling, and upon looking up, there’d be clothes hanging to dry deep in the alley and several pots of green plants on windowsills.

Sunlight sharply divided the shadows on the walls.

Jumping down, he continued walking, encountering a few steps. Li Younan turned sideways, lightly tapping the step sides with his feet before slipping down.

Not many people were about right now; the alley was quiet, with intermittent piano music wafting from afar.

He ran to Gusheng Tunnel, feeling quite warm by then.

The tunnel wasn’t long, cool and shaded inside, contrasting starkly with the outside sunlight.

Li Younan walked slowly inside, his footsteps echoing clearly.

In the middle of the tunnel, he could see the exit brightly illuminated by the sun.

Li Younan picked up his pace just a bit, not sprinting, just lightly quickening his steps, running toward that brightness, and as he dashed out of the tunnel entrance, sea breeze mixed with the sun’s scent rushed over, instantly opening up the view, with the azure sea spread out before him.

Pausing at the tunnel entrance, Li Younan was slightly panting, the thin sweat on his forehead cooled by the breeze, feeling pleasant.

He squinted at the horizon, where a few sea birds flew slowly, their wingtips sparkling in the sunlight.

Li Younan removed the sports camera and pressed the stop button.

That segment just now, rushing from the tunnel’s darkness to the bright sea, should look quite interesting.

By now, the sun was higher, warming his back. Li Younan moved his neck, loosened his helmet strap, and followed the path.

Parkour here was truly pleasant, perhaps the third-person shots from parkour at Guanyin Beach could be edited with this first-person video.

For instance, a third-person shot of him hanging on a structure, turning his head, then cutting to a first-person view looking toward the sea... things like that.

Although he couldn’t edit it himself, Brother Long certainly would have no problem.

However, more tourists were gradually showing up. Squinting at the sun, Li Younan figured it was about time to find Jing Chaoyi.

The further he walked inside, the more the sound of piano music drifted in.