"Yes, yes, my dad is Guo Nanshan, and I also came to your house as a guest. ”

Cao Yong looked like he was in his thirties, but Guo Le respected him very much.

"Oh yes, yes, why didn't you just talk here?"

Guo Le can say that he squatted aside, watching you scolding and fighting, if you say so, it is estimated that you may not be able to get out alive.

"Teacher Cao, I didn't see that you were discussing national affairs, how dare I disturb you, otherwise I would be a sinner of the country. ”

"You kid, you dare to joke like this here, if your dad comes, there will be a good way. ”

This Teacher Cao seems to know Guo Nanshan, but it is not surprising that both of them are in cultural circles, and both have positions in the government, so it is normal to drink tea together.

Chen Xiao walked over: "Mr. Cao, I think this "Song City" is really good, but it is not easy to expand, it is better to directly cut off the repressed content and directly use it as a genre painting." ”

Genre painting is also a type of painting, mainly depicting the customs of social life.

"Chen Xiao ......"

Guo Le began to give Chen Xiao a frantic look.

What Chen Xiao was doing, of course he knew.

The writer also published a book from his father, which is considered a writer.

But when it comes to other people's paintings, you're a fart!

You know a yarn!

Chen Xiao looked at Guo Le and was happy: "What are you doing, you have a stroke?"

Guo Le: "I'm a ghost of you!!"

He decided, let Chen Xiao die, anyway, he had done his best, but Chen Xiao just couldn't understand people, what could he do.

When his father came out, Chen Xiao was probably kicked out of the exchange meeting, and he couldn't blame himself for what he said truthfully.

Cao Yongzi looked at Guo Le, and for Guo Le's sake, he still decided to listen to what this young man could say.

"Then tell me how to express it in genre painting?"

"We directly ignore the city wall, and then directly restore the prosperity of Tokyo in the Song Dynasty, so that we can directly make a picture scroll, as long as you want, and you can even paint it directly to ten meters. ”

Cao Yong thought about it, didn't speak, and thought about the feasibility.

"If it is a normal day, the characteristics of Tokyo City are not clear enough, we can also directly choose a festival with characteristics, such as the Qingming Festival, and then this painting can be called "Qingming Riverside Picture". ”

That's right, it's the Qingming Riverside Map.

When Chen Xiao looked at the "Song City" before, he thought of this painting, if you don't look at the content outside the city, the style of the two paintings is still very similar.

You must know that in the previous life, "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" was a national treasure, one of China's top ten famous paintings, and was called "China's first divine product".

If such a masterpiece is not shown to the world, it is simply intolerable.

""Qingming Riverside Map"?"

"That's right, "Qingming Riverside Map"!

If you think about it, gently open this picture, the first thing is the scene of the suburbs, the caravan on the main road next to the stream, coming and going to Tokyo from the north, they drive camels and donkeys, the groom leads the leading camel, the back automatically follows the camel in front, and the workers in the back flick their whips to drive forward, from their skillful movements, it can be seen that this caravan is an old horse gang.

There is a small boat tied to the bridge, scattered farm yards are scattered among the trees, there are bird's nests on top of a few tall trees, there are a few stone mills in the threshing field, there are a few sheep in the sheepfold, and there is a chicken and duck pen next to it......

Pedestrians are drinking tea at a teahouse on the side of the road, two cows are tethered to a farmhouse next to it, and farmers are watering and fertilizing a field in the distance......

After a few restaurants and shops, we will arrive at Bianliang Avenue, there is a lot of traffic on both sides, but they are inseparable from the wharf, the wharf is in full swing, unloading, and the dock workers are unloading the goods.

A boat boss in front of him had just finished settling the money and was about to leave, but he happened to meet an acquaintance, and he was worried about rushing to sail, but he couldn't neglect his friend, so he could only chat eagerly, and then hugged his fist and said goodbye......"

Chen Xiao divides the Qingming Riverside Picture into scenes, and then depicts one story after another, telling it eloquently, giving people a sense of immersion.

"it!"

Guo Le looked at Chen Xiao in shock, is this the eloquence of a top novelist?

It's like you've seen it with your own eyes.

Mr. Cao was also fascinated by the fact that he was not painting a picture, but telling a story, a story about the city of Tokyo.

"On the Bianhe River, not only are there passenger boats, but also merchants see that they are profitable, and several cruise ships are set up for tourists to drink and tea on the Bianhe River and enjoy the scenery of Tokyo.

On both sides of the avenue, the houses are uneven, there are tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses and so on.

In addition, there are medical clinics, cart repairs, fortune telling, face trimming, and plastic surgery, all walks of life.

The head of the big shop is also tied up with "Cailou Huanmen", hanging the banner of the market, soliciting business, and the pedestrians of the market are rubbing shoulders one after another, and the river is endless.

There are businessmen, gentry watching the street scene, officials on horseback, hawkers, family members in sedan chairs, monks with walking feet with baskets, tourists from other places asking for directions, children in the streets and alleys who listen to and hear stories, children of wealthy families who drink in restaurants, disabled old people begging on the edge of the city, men and women, old and young, scholars, farmers and businessmen, three religions and nine streams, everything.

Transportation vehicles: sedan chairs, camels, ox carts, rickshaws, peaceful cars, flat cars, all kinds of colors, all kinds of things, a group of commercial city bustling scene painted and painted......"

Now it was not only Guo Le, but Cao Yong was also shocked: "This little brother, you mean cross talk, right?"

It's a pity not to talk about cross talk.

Also, he didn't expect Chen Xiao to have such a thoughtful consideration so soon.

It can be said that there are three teachings and nine streams, Chen Xiao thought of what he could think of, and Chen Xiao thought of it in more detail than him, what he didn't expect, Chen Xiao also thought of.

Cao Yong asked, "Is there anything else?"

I don't know why, he felt that Chen Xiao definitely didn't finish speaking, and he didn't even say it to the fullest.

He also had the illusion that if Chen Xiao was really given time, he would definitely be able to perfect the world in a short period of time by himself.

Think about it, a picture scroll several meters long.

Unfold little by little, and each scroll of the reel is a story until the picture scroll unfolds in its entirety.

That's what it's like to be there!

How can such a painting not be shocking!

If such a picture can really be painted, the requirements of the organizing committee can be met.

And the person who painted such a picture is enough to be famous in China.

Cao Yong's heart was moved.

Chen Xiao smiled: "Of course there is, if you let me continue, I can talk for another half an hour." ”

“......”

Cao Yong: "What the hell are you doing?"

Guo Le hurriedly came up and replied: "Mr. Cao, Brother Chen is a writer, and my father has published his books." ”