"Hold the grass, how did I see you?" After the picnic broke up, Lao Qiao did not look for a feng shui treasure with Nie Caiwei, but sent her home and returned to the dormitory by herself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Isn't it a gentleman? Is it a Northeast gentleman? What about the trilogy of confession, overthrow, and return to his parents' house? Do you dare to hang a little more? You are also a rich second generation worth tens of millions, right? Even if you are not as rich as those bastards on the first line, you are also ranked number one in the entire Dragon Province! Oh my God..."Hao Yun said with a sad face.

When it's time to make a move, the girls have chased after them and still haven't pushed them down? It's a shameful waste of resources! What age is this? It's normal for you to like me later! Is Lao Qiao living in the period when our party was just founding the country?

Qiao Houfan didn't have a little temper by Hao Yun, and he was able to confess smoothly today all thanks to Hao Yun, without Hao Yun by his side, he might not be able to muster this courage for the rest of his life.

"Forget it... The incident has already happened, and it is useless to talk about anything else, have you figured out how to get to the door?" Hao Yun patted Old Qiao's shoulder and asked like a big brother.

Lao Qiao is six years older than Hao Yun, but at this moment, Lao Qiao is being taken care of by Hao Yun like a younger brother, no way, Lao Qiao is simple and terrible in terms of feelings, and his IQ directly falls below the level line when facing the person he likes.

"Tomorrow... Xiaowei is going to take me home. Qiao Houfan said.

"Guessed! Today, you did everything but roll the sheets, and you didn't pay attention to the impact when you kissed your mouth?"

Old Qiao's face was slightly red: "Pay attention next time... Pay attention next time. ”

"Are you ready?" Hao Yun asked.

"What are you going to prepare?" asked Old Joe, confused.

"Gifts! Tomorrow you will visit someone's house empty-handed, or carry two catties of apples, three catties of oranges, and half a bunch of bananas? If I am allowed by Old Man Nie to sweep you out of the house with a broom!" Hao Yun said angrily and angrily.

"Hey, what a headache! I became a teacher mainly to escape from these messy interpersonal relationships...brother!help me!" Qiao Houfan said earnestly.

"You owe Qin Jiamu a number three!" Hao Yun happily threw the pot to Qiao Houfan: "I got the information from Qin Jiamu!"

"Qin Shao, do you know him?" Qiao Houfan asked in surprise.

"I didn't know him before, today he is cheeky and wants to make friends with me, I think that guy is a good person, so I just make a friend, in order to help you ask Old Man Nie's preferences, I paid the painful price of inviting him to the third once. I think you're going to have to reimburse me for that investment. Hao Yunyi said solemnly.

"Reimbursement! I'll ask you to go two more times!" Qiao Houfan said generously.

"I like a bright person like you!" Hao Yun patted Lao Qiao's shoulder and said with satisfaction: "Old man Nie likes celebrity calligraphy and painting, and his favorite is Zhang Zeduan's "Qingming Riverside Picture". ”

"......" Qiao Houfan looked at Hao Yun with a confused expression and said, "Are you kidding me?" The real picture of the Qingming Riverside is in the Palace Museum, even if I am a superman and can steal it, it is not appropriate for me to blatantly send it out, right?"

"I appreciate your sense of humor... Even if you are superhuman, you will be shot into a sieve if you go to the Forbidden City to steal - the Palace Museum has at least two squadrons of armed police. Hao Yunbi gestured and said: "If you can't get the real thing, we can get a fake!"

"Fake, wouldn't it be a slap in the face to send it out?" Old Qiao denied again and again.

Hao Yun pretended to be deep and said: "We have to come up with fakes that people can't find fault with -- if you really understand it with fakeness, as long as the artistic level is reached, fake ones are also of great value." ”

"But where are we going to get the fakes, and why don't we go to the printing house and buy the prints?" asked Old Joe anxiously.

Hao Yun pointed to his nose and said, "Believe me, can I draw you to believe it?"

"Don't make a fuss! you can draw as a language teacher?" Qiao Houfan said distrustfully.

"I'm a Chinese teacher who can stir-fry vegetables! I didn't cook as much as you eat!" Hao Yun retorted dissatisfiedly.

"Makes sense... You can really draw? Don't break me, in case I am kicked out by the Nie family tomorrow, it will be a lot of fun. Qiao Houfan said seriously.

"Believe me! That's right!" Hao Yun said confidently.

"Okay! I believe you!" Qiao Houfan decided to believe in Hao Yun again, anyway, this marriage was also brought back by Hao Yun, he felt that Hao Yun was an angel sent by God to help him.

"Okay, let's go buy paper, brushes and paints! A picture scroll is more than five meters!" Hao Yundan said painfully.

"Shall we go buy a canvas? The Qingming Riverside Picture seems to be a silk book!" Qiao Houfan said professionally.

"Hey, you know that!" Hao Yun asked, raising his eyebrows.

“... I'm also a history teacher, please respect my profession, okay?" Qiao Houfan said helplessly, although his IQ has decreased in love, don't take him for a fool!

"It's also huh... Okay, you can pay for the brush, the canvas, and the paint! Let me tell you, the ancient Chinese paints are all natural, you have to go to the Chinese medicine shop to buy them!" Hao Yun said quietly.

"What's the ink, what's the ink? Hurry up before it's dark!" Qiao Houfan picked up Hao Yun and ran out, Hao Yun didn't expect this product to be so powerful!

For the sake of insurance, Hao Yun bought back ten meters of silk cloth, the imperial capital's collection of "Qingming Riverside Map" is only more than five meters, in fact, this is not a complete version, the complete version should be about nine meters, the existing version of "Qingming Riverside Map" is Zhang Zeduan along the river from the field to Kaifeng City, in fact, the remaining part was cut down and sold as other paintings.

Hao Yun happened to have memories of the missing part of the painting in his mind, so he was ready to recreate the complete Qingming Riverside Picture to the world. Let a magnificent capital of the Northern Song Dynasty reappear in China!

In order to paint, Lao Qiao directly used the privilege of his director's son to open the door of the art classroom, such a long picture scroll must be completed in a flat place in one go, and the slightest burnout can lead to the failure of the whole painting.

Hao Yun carefully adjusted the pigments he bought, and the colors of the Chinese pen and ink were very heavy, with more dark colors, and the greenery of the Qingming Shanghe picture was also slightly dim.

Lao Qiao nervously watched Hao Yun jumping up and down wrapped in an apron, moving his pen like flying, it was obvious that Zhang Zeduan did not have Hao Yun's supernatural light skills, and he did not have Hao Yun's elegance and freedom when painting.

Since he did not create by himself, Hao Yun's pen was accurate and steady, and he sketched a task with a few strokes, including pedestrians, riverboats, chariots and horses, and livestock, and Hao Yun could always sketch them vividly. These painting skills are not difficult for the master Hao Yun, Zhang Zeduan's Qingming Riverside Picture is the pinnacle of Chinese painting skills, and Hao Yun also stands on his own peak.

"That's it!" Hao Yun spent seven hours on the painting, and it was four o'clock in the afternoon when he walked into the art classroom, and it was already midnight when he returned to the dormitory.

Looking at the exquisite works that seemed to have traveled through time and space to modern times, Qiao Houfan's whole person was Spartan: "Old Hao... You've got a little more in this painting, right?"

"No! It's the existing version that is missing something! You believe me, with this, Nie Lao will definitely not drive you back tomorrow. Hao Yun said confidently.

"Given by the king, all deaths are sufficient!" Qiao Houfan said gratefully.

"Yawn... I'm going to sleep, you can do it yourself!" Hao Yun rubbed his eyes and pulled his slippers back to the bedroom to get ready to sleep, this thing is too physically demanding, the masterpiece that the old Zhang seniors took a long time to draw was copied by Hao Yun for seven hours, it's strange if you are not tired, every stroke in this requires Hao Yun to spend a lot of effort to draw it perfectly.