When Yang Fei rushed over, the security guard had already stopped the noisy person.

It was an old man, with a white beard and a thin body, and his expression was very excited, and he yelled.

Li Yanan asked, "What's going on?"

"Mr. Li, he's going to destroy this painting!" said the security guard.

Li Yanan has a different identity now and has many titles, but she likes others to call her Teacher Li the most, so everyone invited by the art museum calls her so.

Li Yanan glanced at the old man and said, "It's okay, you can let him go." ”

"But, Mr. Li, as soon as we let go, he was going to destroy the painting again. "The security guard didn't dare to let go.

Li Yanan said: "It's okay, there are so many people! If he really dares to do it, it won't be too late for you to catch him." He is so old and so noisy, there must be a reason, wait for me to ask him. ”

Only then did the security guards let go of the old man, stay vigilant, keep an eye on the old man, as long as the other party dared to move, they dared to rush forward and put the old man down!

Yang Fei recognized the old man and shouted, "Old Zhao?"

Li Yanan said: "Yang Fei, do you know him?"

Yang Fei snorted, stepped forward to support Zhao Lao, and asked, "Zhao Lao, why did you come here?"

Zhao Lao used too much force just now, and he was out of breath at the moment, waved his hand, and said intermittently: "I, come, see, show, and ......."

Yang Fei shouted: "Someone, bring a chair over!"

Immediately, a staff member moved a chair over and placed it behind Yang Fei.

Yang Fei glared at the staff member, and then helped Zhao Lao sit down.

Old Zhao gasped for a while, and then he came to his senses.

Yang Fei said to Li Yanan: "Old Zhao is an old soldier, he is seventy-three years old this year. ”

Li Yanan was in awe and shouted respectfully: "Zhao Lao is good." There was a lot of rudeness just now. ”

Zhao Lao said: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm too excited." ”

Yang Fei pointed to the painting and said, "Old Zhao, did you feel a strong anger when you saw this painting, and you couldn't help but want to rush forward to fight the devil?"

Zhao Lao said: "Yes, yes! I get angry when I see the devil!" I ......."

He couldn't go on anymore, and he was in tears.

Zhao Lao choked for a long time, and then said: "When I was a teenager, everyone in my family was killed by devils, only I was on the mountain to collect firewood and escaped, and when I went down the mountain, hundreds of people in the village, men and women, old and young, were all killed!

The listeners were all moved.

Zhao Lao said: "I am a northerner, I went south alone and joined the Red Army. Others say that everyone must have a dream to live, and my dream is to kill all the devil soldiers!"

He pointed to the painting, trembled his voice, and said: "These devil soldiers, these devil soldiers! This is how we killed the whole village in the first place, and even the newborn baby was not spared......

Many people at the scene shed tears, and there was a little girl who cried out.

Yang Fei moved out of the way a little so that the media reporters could take pictures of this touching scene.

He said to Zhao Lao: "Zhao Lao, the devil soldiers have long been driven out by your generation! This is a painting, it was painted by Teacher Li Yanan, and the name of this work is called Massacre!"

"Well drawn, well drawn, well drawn!" Zhao Lao had already recovered his senses, gave Li Yanan a thumbs up, and praised three times in a row.

Li Yanan said: "Although I have not experienced the history of blood and fire, I have also heard about the horrific massacre decades ago from various documents, film and television materials. I have some shortcomings in my painting, so I implore Zhao Lao for guidance. ”

"Well drawn!" Zhao Lao still said.

Yang Fei saw that Zhao Lao's spirit had recovered, so he said, "Zhao Lao, there are still many paintings, do you want to visit them again?"

"Good, good!"

"I'll help you. ”

Don't look at me in my seventies, if the motherland needs me, I can still hold the steel gun and go to the battlefield!"

The audience burst into warm applause.

Li Yanan asked, "Yang Fei, how do you know him?"

Yang Fei said: "Our group once invited some veterans of the Anti-Japanese War to give speeches to the company and carry out patriotic education. Mr. Zhao was one of our guests. ”

Li Yanan said: "I see. Yang Fei, I have an idea, and I want to ask you for help again. ”

Yang Fei said: "I have never refused your business. ”

Li Yanan's face was slightly red, and she said: "That's the case, when I painted this massacre, many ideas and skills, as well as planning and layout, were too hasty. I think this subject matter is really worth painting, so I want to listen to the memories of these veterans like Zhao Lao, and listen to them talk about what happened before. ”

Yang Fei said: "You're not afraid, and you dare to paint?"

"What is there to be afraid of? It's just painting! Zhao Lao has personally experienced such glorious years, and he can still live so energetically! I should learn from him. ”

"A nation that does not even dare to face blood, is destined to be beaten. A nation that does not dare to face history squarely will certainly not be able to have a future. ”

"Yang Fei, you said it so well. You must help me with this. ”

"Okay, that's easy. While these veterans are still alive, we should indeed listen to their stories and record that history truthfully for future generations to remember!"

"Can you still find those veterans?"

"Absolutely. Yang Fei muttered, "Actually, it is not limited to these veterans, we can launch a bigger interview, nationwide, looking for veterans who participated in the War of Resistance against Japan, and ask them to tell the history in person, and then I want to assemble and publish a book! I have thought of the title of the book, it is called Memoirs of Anti-Japanese War Veterans, and then, it should be accompanied by the paintings you draw, so that it will be more shocking!"

"Okay, then I'll have to work hard and draw more, or your book will be too thin. Also, all the proceeds from the publication of the book will be donated to the veteran grandfathers!"

"Good!"

The two looked at each other.

Yang Fei continued to accompany Su Tong on the visit.

When he came to Yang Mingyi's root carving exhibition hall, Yang Fei unexpectedly found that his grandfather's root carving works were very popular!

In addition to the No. 1 exhibition hall, Yang Mingyi's exhibition hall has the most people.

Many people gathered in front of the root carving, commenting.

Someone reached out and touched the root carving.

The staff hurriedly stopped: "Sir, this can't be touched." ”

Yang Mingyi smiled: "It's okay, my root carving, unlike other works of art, can be touched casually!

Hearing him say this, the visitors reached out to touch the root carving.

Yang Fei whispered to his grandfather: "It's okay to touch it, be careful that someone deliberately makes it bad." ”

Yang Mingyi said: "The root carvings are very solid, not so easy to damage, even if I accidentally break somewhere, I just take the glue and dip it!

Yang Fei thought to himself, grandpa's mentality is really good!

With this kind of mentality, it is impossible for people to achieve such a view without living to a certain age and without a certain experience.

The first day of the opening of the art museum ended smoothly and successfully!

The next day, the news media's reports on this matter, as well as the follow-up reactions, surprised Yang Fei and Li Yanan!

Something they didn't expect, happened!