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This Mr. Zhang, who is 77 years old this year, is the oldest in the whole group, because it is a wind collection trip, there is a lot of way to go, so this time the invitation of Zhonghe Province also paid attention to - similar to Lao Liu of the Artists Association, they only participate in the indoor itinerary in Los Angeles, including several older people, and they are all the same. Only this old Mr. Zhang Zhilin is more lively, and he has to participate in wind collection activities to reduce production, but Gu Haiyan has always been worried.

Zhang Zhilin graduated from the Yuan Provincial Normal Art Major, and later studied in the training class of the Central Fine Arts, which is not a formal research and vitality education, but his qualifications of more than 50 years also survived until the vice chairman of the Artists Association before retiring, and now he also goes to the Huaguo Academy of Painting and Calligraphy for two or three days a week to sit in class - people still take students, but they are active.

Yesterday's trip to the Los Angeles Grottoes, Lin Haven was caught by him the most.

And the interesting thing about his old man is that Lin Haven is now at home and abroad, very few people call him Xiaolin, most of them are Mr. Lin and Professor Lin abroad, and there are more Mr. Lin and Mr. Haven in China. Only this little character, even Lu Songhua, Zhao Wencan, and Qu Heng, at most, called Hailin - relatively close.

So in the past two days, Lin Haven has heard "Xiaolin" the most, and it comes from Zhang Zhilin. But people also have a reason, his name is Zhang Zhilin, and there is also a Lin, and he is old, so he is called Lin Haven Xiaolin, which is also logical.

The problem is that this old Lin, Mr. Zhang, is not very good at speaking.

He saw the statue of the Flying Goddess in the mural, and Larin Haven went over:

"Xiaolin's flying sky, but may not be able to fully show the charm of this mural flying into the sky, these craftsmen in our ancient times, although they are craftsmen, but they are not inferior to our top artists today. ”

Seeing a number of unopened, more obscurantist caves, he pulled Linhaven again:

"Xiao Lin's excavation of the Los Angeles Grottoes is still very encouraging, that is, to have this pious heart, not to be too entertaining. Your Dunhuang, are too commercial taste, speaking of which, you are much better than our conditions, we at that time, one hand paintbrush and one hand steamed bread, steamed bread that are all hard...... Well, so, you can't always look at the money, can you?"

Later, I wanted to set the theme of Lin Haiwen's work:

"Oh, look at this Dharma Protector Garan statue, it's really charming, Xiaolin, I think you can paint a picture of this, don't you have a big painting in your hand? You can wear two small ones in the middle, this is good, when the painting is finished, don't forget to take it to the calligraphy and painting academy, let me check it for you, of course, let me appreciate it." ”

……

In this process, Lin Haven's face change process is approximately:

The first step is to "respect the elderly, play with you." ”

The second step is "I don't have time to go to the nursing home, give love and love." ”

Step 3: "Okay, okay? Don't get over it, don't get away with it." ”

Step 4: "What's the matter, the dead Hades haven't been seen, is it necessary to rush so quickly to provoke me, the living Hades?"

Later, if it weren't for Gu Haiyan and Jiang Tao, one pulled Lin Haven aside, and the other dedicated himself to gossip with Mr. Zhang, it is estimated that Lin Haven would have killed this old man directly. So today's seating arrangements for the two of them, during the trip, are far away. But Zhang Zhilin didn't have any eyes, and he didn't know if he was old and confused, or if he was pretending to be old and confused, relying on the old and selling the old, and he was still shouting Lin Haven at this time.

"Don't mess with him. ”

"Can I still kill him?"

"......" Gu Haiyan stumbled and almost fell: "Do you still want to hit him?"

"Don't you want to hit him?" Lin Haiwen's expression on his face did not change, and the words squeezed out from between his teeth: "It's a pity that I'm really afraid that I will accidentally beat him to death, so I have to endure it." ”

When they walked over, Jiang Tao's eyes were also full of worry, but the smile on Lin Haiwen's face was still quite full, which made him feel a little relieved.

"Yo~~~" Lin Haven's big tone used Pavarotti's bel canto skills, Mr. Zhang was obviously taken aback, and he took a small step back, and his old face shook, poof: "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? You talk about you, it's just that people don't worry, so many disciples and grandchildren, why is it not easy to call? I just want to run around so personally, you see, you scared you, a filial apprentice, your face is sweaty." ”

Lin Haven is talking about Tang Hui, a disciple of Mr. Zhang, the level is not enough, but in order to take care of the old gentleman, he also put him on the list, which can be regarded as a back door, usually takes care of the master, like filial piety and virtuous grandsons, and came to Lin Haven several times yesterday, it is this Tang Hui, in ancient times, he was a good material for a eunuch.

"I have to talk about you, this is also the filial piety of our juniors to you, you see, your temple is so remote, you want to have a good or something, what to do, what to do, you tell me, how can he forgive himself if you call Xiao Tang? You don't want him to live, don't you? Mr. Zhang, you say, you must not be like this, you have to take care of your body, who are you, you are a longevity turtle in our Chinese painting industry, your body does not belong to you, do you know? You have to have three long and two short, what a loss this must be, the heavens and the earth wail for it, the mountains and rivers mourn for it, this is not an exaggeration, ah?

Mr. Zhang and Xiao Tang - Xiao Tang is almost 45 this year, but since he heard Zhang Zhilin call himself Xiao Lin, Lin Haven began to call Tang Hui Xiao Tang.

This is not empty words, Xiao Tang is the silver medal winner of the last National Youth Exhibition of Chinese painting, this time in the list, not "masters", but "young masters", Lin Haven is undoubtedly a "master", so he called Tang Hui a sentence Xiao Tang, that is legitimate.

The two masters and apprentices were a little stunned by Lin Haiwen's concern for the rain of bullets.

"Well, I'm fine. ”

"Huh?" another Pavarotti raised his voice: "It's okay?, then you shouted that I was in such a hurry with Gu Bu, and you thought something was wrong with you? I was so scared that I was about to call 120, you see-ah, I haven't dialed yet, but it's almost." ”

Jiang Tao turned his head sideways and forced a laugh, and he didn't know how to pull it on Zhang Zhilin's body.

"Mr. Lin, the teacher thought that you had written a poem about the White Dragon Temple before, so he called you to come over and talk about it together. Tang Hui added.

"Oh?

Nod.

"Then Xiao Tang, I'm going to talk about you, this poem is an elegant thing, noisy, crowded, what kind of system, isn't it? We write poems, taste poems, and cherish poems, which are all in every step, where we are happy, and we get up at will, and send them casually, you are so shouting and shouting, where is there a little bit of Sven? You are a painter of Chinese paintings, you have to pay attention to one' Qi Zihua', to be deep and mountainous, not moving like a mountain, in order to sink the pen steadily, to draw a good work, otherwise this painting, always floating, where is the level at all?"

Lin Haven was embarrassed to be "mistaken" at all, and honestly and unceremoniously criticized Xiao Tang.