Huaguo, Hedong Province.

Little Dolphin Art Training Class.

Su Nan, a young female teacher, had just graduated from Tiannan Academy and returned to her hometown to run an art training class - for nearly a century, oil painting has surpassed the piano and become the favorite extracurricular interest of Chinese parents. In the context of education reform, the training of foreign language and mathematics courses is declining, while the training of hobbies such as art has a broad future.

"Teacher Su, Mr. Tang Cheng is really your ancestor?"

"Yes, my teacher's teacher's teacher is Mr. Tang Cheng, do the math, how many generations do you have to do?" Su Nan looked at the cute little girl and answered this question with a smile that had been asked many times.

"I know, I know, it's the fourth generation. ”

A little boy raised his hand to answer.

"No, it's the fifth generation. ”

"It's the fourth generation. ”

The cute little girl looked serious: "Mr. Lin Haven is the first generation of patriarchs, and Mr. Tang Cheng is the second generation." ”

“...... Mr. Lin Haven can't be counted. ”

"Why?"

"He, he's an ancestor. ”

Su Nanle spoke up, but soon became a little sad: "Yes, it's the ancestor." ”

Su Nan remembered that when she was studying, her teacher once said: "I think the ancestor is very lonely, you see, first his teachers Mr. Lu Songhua and Mr. Chang Shuo died one after another, and then his parents also died." Then his friends and disciples, like my ancestor Mr. Tang Cheng, are also withering one by one, and finally even like my teacher's generation, his apprentices and grandchildren have begun to pass away, seven or eight years ago, his daughter Ms. Lin Hui also left him, two years ago, Lin Xuan, Lin Jin also passed away one after another, no relatives, no acquaintance, it is indeed a very sad thing. ”

"Okay, today we are going to learn to paint still lifes, Mr. Lin also painted this first, legend has it that before his famous work "The Girl with a Pill Head", there were two or three still life works. ”

Su Nan clapped his hands, let everyone gather their attention, and started class.

......

Black Dragon Pond Studio, today is a rare door open.

Wang Peng's little disciple, Song Lan, a professor at CAFA, personally pushed a wheelchair to enter through the gate, and when she passed the fiberglass of the "Valley of the Wicked", the thin old woman in the wheelchair twisted her head with difficulty, glanced at these three words, and smiled.

"Ms. Lu, are you okay?"

Lu Yu nodded slightly.

"Master Ancestor is already waiting for you. ”

"Good. ”

The starting point of Lin Haven's oil painting road is not CAFA, but the raindrop studio in the capital - "The Girl with a Pill Head" comes from there. And his friendship with Sun Wei and Lu Rui for more than half a century is also widely known. The only daughter of the two of them, Lu Yu, grew up with Lin Haven.

The big Lori Lu Yu of the year is now more than 100 years old.

After the death of Lin Haiwen's children and nephew Liang Hao, this lady who is not related to him by blood is already the closest person to him in his life—better than his grandchildren, and better than those apprentices.

"Brother. ”

"You're here?"

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and you don't look the same. Lu Yu looked at Lin Haven and sighed. Although she also lives in the capital, she is a centenarian who can't move easily. The last time she met Lin Haiwen was more than three years ago, when Lin Haiwen and Chu Weiwei's daughter Lin Jin, who was also his last child to pass away, went west, and Lu Yu specially dragged his old and weak body to comfort him.

And this time, it was Lin Haven who specially invited her to come.

"Hehe, people grow old and become fine, and then they become skeletons. Lin Haiwen waved his hand and looked at her again: "You are a lot older, and there is only one left." ”

"I'm almost there, too. Lu Yu is not shy about it at all, in front of Lin Haiwen, in front of herself, at this age, after spending such a life, what else is there to avoid? Death, but it is just a matter of course: "Alas, when I am also gone, you have to pay attention to yourself, don't be too angry, I heard Dongdong say, you have recently started to scold devils again." What else is there to scold? Everything that should be taken back has been taken back, and they have also reflected on what should have been reflected, and now that our country is so strong, what else can the devil do?"

Lin Haven smiled: "Don't scold, don't scold in the future, I've scolded enough." ”

"Is that enough?"

"Enough. ”

Lu Yu stared at Lin Haiwen, to say that she didn't have a heart for this when she grew up, it would be false, but she was rational enough, whether it was Qi Hui or Chu Weiwei, she was already the top outstanding person among women, but in Lin Haiwen, she didn't have regrets for a lifetime? As for her, a mortal, forget it.

Hearing Lin Haiwen say enough, Lu Yu had some enlightenment in his heart.

"Brother, you're—"

"Hehe, this time it's for you to come, we'll see you again, maybe this is the last one. Lin Haiwen motioned to Song Lan to take something: "In the past few years, I often think back to the beginning, when I was in the rain studio, I painted with Wang Peng and Xie Jun, and you watched TV series on the side, and Mr. Sun walked around between us - it seems to have happened yesterday, but it was a hundred years ago." I painted a picture, and you take it back today, which is also a commemoration of the 100th anniversary of our acquaintance. ”

“...... Good. ”

Ms. Lu Yu, a retired consultant of the National Arts Center, also quickly reported the news of Mr. Lin Haven - thanks to Lin Haven's scolding over the years, no one has forgotten him, even if he lives in a simple house. There are real dragons in the Black Dragon Pond, and there are immortals hidden in the Valley of the Wicked, which have become classic materials for painters.

This is not the first time that similar news has been posted in recent times.

Chang Shuo's grandson, Lu Songhua's grandson Shi Xiao's son, Liang Hao's daughter, and of course his own grandchildren and apprentices, visited Black Dragon Pond one after another.

Everyone held their breath, as if waiting for something.

......

"Wait for me to die, right?" Lin Haiwen pouted with Song Lan: "Yes, for sure." ”

Song Lan was a little embarrassed, since the disciples withered away, he was Lin Haiwen's assistant, and he also understood the temperament of this old ancestor. Outsiders say that Lin Haven is lonely, moody, irritable and irritable. But Song Lan knows that this person is still very good to the people around him, and he has been consistent for decades, and there is no such thing as a big change in personality after getting old.

"But I'm dying. ”

“...... Don't say that. ”

"Alas, I'm tired of being alive too, and who would have thought that I would be the last to die. Lin Haven thought to himself, who would have thought that the 10 billion wicked people in the Valley of the Wicked were worth being so difficult.

But, that's enough.

After scolding the devil countless times, it's finally enough.

Lin sent Song Lan out and walked into the studio alone—for so many years, there was a painting that had been placed in the center of his studio.

This is a painting he painted when he was 56 years old.

The fifth level of the source classicism, the only work, before that, he couldn't paint it, and after that, he didn't paint a second painting.

It was a door.

A traditional Chinese mansion door, vermilion lacquer, copper ring, the inside of the door is black, and the outside of the door is light.

Lin Haven stretched out his hand and gently passed through the black in the middle, half of his hand was not in it—he smiled, how dare you take out this kind of painting? Who would have imagined that the fifth layer of source classicism, the end of the art of painting, is actually the real realm of God-creation.

What was on the other side of the door, Lin Haiwen didn't know, but he understood that when he became the title villain of the Valley of the Wicked, there would be an answer.

Therefore, since the age of 56, for more than half a century, his main job is to arrest and scold whom, can scold a country but not a province, and can scold a profession without scolding an individual. is scolding and scolding, scolding in different tricks - is there anyone in this world who has not been scolded by Lin Haven?

It's rare.

For others, those taboos that are heaven-like, Lin Haven has never had any scruples, what skin color, beliefs, gender, etc., he can scold if he wants, and he will scold if he scolds.

The whole world even endured.

Therefore, the cause of making Lin Haven's villain worthy is progressing slowly, and it will not be completed until today.

He took a deep breath.

Click on the interface of the Valley of the Wicked.

"The seagull bird is the largest, congratulations on your cumulative villain value of 10 billion points, and you have officially obtained the title of villain, and you have the title of 'Painting Saint Villain'. ”

After this hint, Lin Haven saw the interface of the Valley of the Wicked retreat rapidly, gradually changing from boundless to a round bead - Heavenly Demon Ruyi.

Countless messages flowed into his head.

The value of the wicked is nothing more than the heavenly demon qi bred by the seven emotions and six desires, the six senses and the five aggregates.

Those items that he exchanged were derived from the Ruyi Heavenly Demon Qi.

Those supernatural effects that interfere with the present world are the bewitchment of the heavenly demons, wishful thinking.

The Heavenly Demon Ruyi Bead floated out from the top of Lin Haiwen's head, projecting a misty black light, and gradually, a distorted shadow emerged from Lin Haiwen's body, which was sucked into it by the Heavenly Demon Ruyi Bead and cast into the gate in the painting. The painting spontaneously combusted without fire, leaving only a lifeless body in the studio.

......

Huaxin News Agency's blockbuster news: Mr. Lin Haiwen, the founder of the original classicism school, a famous artist and writer, passed away at the age of 124 in the Black Dragon Pond studio.

The fall of the superstar is mourning the whole world.

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What a cheesy ending, ahhhh