"It's a dirty-minded guy like you who thinks of that kind of thing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe beautiful professor really wants this kid to go to the Academy of Fine Arts!"

"School first, then bed, it's not all the same. "This old man named Lao Zhang seems to be a guy who loves to make meat jokes, and after listening to the words of the beautiful professor, he talked nonsense in front of several of his brothers!

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Xu Hong listened to this beauty's words, and said with a smile: "Of course I want to study at the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, but I'm a wandering painter, how can I go to college, don't you have a threshold for university, anyone can enter." ”

"That's not it, if that's the case, we wouldn't be able to hold it in the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts for a long time. ”

Since it is not so easy to get in, how can I, a wandering painter, go to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts for further study. Xu Hong didn't quite believe the words of the beautiful professor.

"That's right, our Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, every New Year's Day, will conduct a special recruitment examination, the purpose is to select some people in the society who are more talented in painting. As long as you are under the age of 30, have a high school education or above, and love the art of painting, you can apply for our Beijing Academy of Fine Arts. ”

The beautiful professor said something about their special entrance exam for the Academy of Fine Arts.

When Xu Hong heard this, he was naturally very happy.

He knew that he had no identity now, just like ordinary people. Before, all the aura obtained in Tiannan City, after coming to the capital, it was useless, and everything had to start again.

If you can enter the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts now, of course, it would be a great thing to pay for yourself.

"Oh, yes, that's great, I meet all the conditions you said. When the time comes, I'll take the exam and give it a try!" Xu Hong naturally agreed.

"Okay, then you have three months, it's best to study the cultural class, our Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, although the main business is to learn painting, but if you want to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, the cultural class is also indispensable. At that time, the cultural class will also account for a certain number of points. If you don't do well in this area, you won't be admitted. ”

The beautiful professor looked at Xu Hong and told him in detail about the content of the exam.

When Xu Hong heard this, he said to others: "Thank you, I know." ”

"Okay, this is my business card, you can take it, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to the school to find me." I'll try to help you. ”

Xu Hong took the business card given to him by the beautiful professor with both hands and glanced at it. It's really the same as the middle-aged boss who screamed, it is a beautiful professor of the Chinese Painting Department of the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, her name is Yang Yu.

"I really didn't expect that the professor would be so young and beautiful. Xu Hong looked at the business card and then at Yang Yu, as if he was also a little suspicious of her identity. After all, in the impression of ordinary people, it is difficult to equate a beauty with a university professor.

"Why, even you don't believe it, I'm a university professor. Yang Yu saw that after Xu Hong looked at his business card, it was clearly an expression of disbelief, so he asked rhetorically.

"I don'--- how I wouldn't believe it, but if you weren't so beautiful, it would make people believe it even more. Xu Hong said a very level sentence.

"Hehe, are you praising me, or are you scolding me!" Yang Yu said with a smile when he heard Xu Hong's particularly high-level words.

"Of course I'm praising you, how can I scold you! I believe that among all the universities in the capital, it will be a bit difficult to find another professor who is more beautiful than you. ”

Xu Hong looked at Yang Yu and made another joke.

"Okay, don't be poor, it's your first time in the capital! You haven't been to the Summer Palace yet! My husband has something to do today, my son is going to school, and I am missing a companion!"

Yang Yu is a very generous and cheerful woman, and when she saw that Xu Hong was quite handsome, she was so talented, so she wanted to get to know him.

"Eldest sister, is this appropriate! If one of your husband's friends sees it, then will I let people still go to Kunming Lake!"

Xu Hong thought, you are a big beauty, and there is a rich and powerful boss behind you, I dare to offend people casually. I don't want to get mixed up in this capital yet.

"Master, what are you kidding, my husband doesn't look like a big boss, he is majestic in the company, but in front of me, it's like a 'gas bag'. I told him to go east, but he didn't dare to go west. I asked him to slaughter the goose, but he didn't dare to kill the chicken. He dared to eat my jealousy, I often brought some boys to my house, my husband didn't dare to ask anything, he would only honestly make us food. ”

It seems that this beautiful professor not only knows how to draw, but also has first-class bragging skills. After listening to Xu Hong's words, he bragged in front of him.

However, with the identity of a beautiful professor, maybe, there is an unbeatable family background, even if the husband is a big boss, he may really be a big boss who is afraid of his wife.

"Haha, well, since the eldest sister has said so, I also let it go, the big deal is to take a bath in Kunming Lake! I haven't swam for a long time, and I also want to swim in the river! Especially this Kunming Lake, which is a place where Lafayette Cixi has taken a bath for quite a few years, if I can swim in it, I'm afraid I will feel the demeanor of Lafayette back then!"

Xu Hong is not a person who particularly likes to brag and laugh, but as soon as he saw a beautiful woman laughing with him, he couldn't help but joke.

"Haha, that's really good, okay, let's hurry up!" Yang Yu said, and first raised his legs and walked towards the cultural corridor.

Xu Hong took the banknote in his hand, shook it in front of the middle-aged boss and a few old men, and then said, "How about it, did I sell this painting for 10,000 yuan." Not only did I sell my paintings for 10,000 yuan, but I also met a beautiful woman, who was rich, educated, and a university professor.

The middle-aged boss and several old men looked at a large handful of banknotes in Xu Hong's hand, and their hearts were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

After Xu Hong finished speaking, he patted his buttocks, followed behind Yang Yu, and entered the cultural corridor.

The middle-aged boss and a few old men were left, looking at Xu Hong one by one, and they couldn't wait to pull Xu Hong and beat him up.

"What's right, what you handed over is not peach blossom luck or wealth star luck, it's **** luck. Wait a while, let this beauty's husband see it, and immediately take you to Kunming Lake to swim. ”

The middle-aged boss scolded Xu Hong in a whisper, and had to leave in disgrace.

Several old men saw that the play in front of them was finished, and Xu Hong was better than the middle-aged boss, so they had nothing to see, so they had to walk towards the gate of the park.

Now Xu Hong has caught up with Yang Yu again.

Yang Yu is admiring a painting at the top of the gallery.

"Hey, master, what's your name, I've been talking for a long time, I don't know your name!

Although Xu Hong said that his name was Xu Yiwan just now, Yang Yu felt that it was just Xu Hong's joke, he didn't believe it, Xu Hong's real name was Xu Yiwan.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, of course my name is not really Xu Yiwan. It's just that the surname is right, my name is Xu Hong. A feather slowly rising. Xu Hong walked up to Yang Yu and told her his real name.

"The name is good, it seems that you are a person with great ambitions!" Yang Yu turned his head to look at Xu Hong and praised him.

"I've won the prize, I'm just an ordinary person, who knows what I can do in this life!" Xu Hong said, admiring the paintings at the top of the corridor.

"Xu Hong, look at the paintings on this, how good the paintings are, although this is a modern work, the painting is still very good. ”

As a professional teacher of Chinese painting, Yang Yu looked at these paintings on the cultural corridor and felt that the painting was delicate and the picture was realistic.

"Of course, these are masterpieces! Xu Hong knew that the painted works on this cultural corridor were not painted by ordinary people, but were painted by some famous Chinese painting masters in Beijing.

The promenade of the Summer Palace is between the southern foot of Wanshou Mountain and the north shore of Kunming Lake. It was built in the 15th year of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty (1750), and was rebuilt in 1888 after being burned down by the British and French forces in 1860. The promenade starts from the Inviting Moon Gate in the east, reaches the Shizhang Pavilion in the west, passes through the Paiyun Gate in the middle, and the two sides are symmetrically dotted with Liujia, Jilan, Qiushui, Qingyao four heavy eaves octagonal pavilions. It symbolizes the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is 728 meters long, with a total of 273 rooms and 548 pillars. The corridor is famous for its exquisite architecture, twists and turns and extremely rich color paintings, and is the longest corridor in China's ancient buildings and gardens. The corridor is also a colorful gallery, each beam between the corridors are painted with colorful paintings, a total of more than 14,000 pieces, bright colors, magnificent, its length and rich color paintings in 1990 was included in the "Guinness Book of World Records"

As a cultural celebrity in Beijing, Yang Yu is also very familiar with the historical deeds of the Summer Palace, especially the stories about this corridor, she has also heard some of them.

She now saw that Xu Hong was also very interested in this cultural corridor, so she also looked at Xu Hong with interest and said: "You just came to the capital, you don't know much about the Summer Palace! I can be a free tour guide for you today, you can ask me if you have any questions." ”

When Xu Hong heard this, he was a little unconvinced and said, "Really, don't you know much about this cultural corridor!"

"Of course, I have learned a lot about the history of the Summer Palace, and I also know a lot about the legend of this cultural corridor. ”

Yang Yu is a talkative woman, as long as there is an audience, she is very willing to tell stories to others, in order to show off her knowledge in front of others.

"Okay, then you can tell me one! However, I heard that this Lafayette Cixi in the Summer Palace, quite a few years, embezzled the country's military funds to build such a royal garden for himself, so this cultural corridor, will it also have something to do with Lafayette, can you tell a story between this cultural corridor and Lafayette. ”

Xu Hong's understanding of the Summer Palace is limited to knowing that it is Cixi, an old and stubborn man, who built such a royal garden with mountains and rivers in order to provide for his own retirement. As for some of the stories of Cixi and this garden, he didn't know much about it.

Now seeing Yang Yu boasting in front of him, he also wants to test this woman to see if she is bragging in front of him, or if she really knows a lot of stories in this regard.

"Hey, you still want to test me, now you can be regarded as putting the question out of my arms. I really know a story about Cixi and this cultural corridor. Listen, listen, I'm starting to tell you stories. ”

Yang Yu first looked at Xu Hong and made a joke, and then began to tell her story.

Legend has it that after the construction of the Summer Palace, Cixi spent more than half of her time here every year.

At the beginning, Cixi liked the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River very much, but after a long time, she didn't feel anything new, especially Cixi had to go out of the dormitory Le Shou Tang every day to walk by the lake, at first on the road to see the water on the left and the mountain on the right, but later she was so bored that she didn't want to see anywhere. Cixi thought to herself: At a glance, the mountains and rivers are all in front of me, and the four seasons remain unchanged, it is really boring, if I build something by the lake, let me take a step to see a view. So what to build? She didn't think about it for a moment.

One day, the depressed Cixi was going out for a walk again, the princes and ministers were busy obeying and accompanying him, when the group walked to the southern slope of Wanshou Mountain, God actually rained at any time, the eunuch Li Lianying hurriedly stepped forward to hold up an umbrella and observed Cixi's face. Unexpectedly, at this time, Cixi's face turned from cloudy to clear, Li Lianying was wondering, Cixi spoke: "The umbrella is so good, it can not only shelter me from the wind and rain, but also let me see another scene." The crowd was puzzled.

Immediately after returning to the dormitory, Cixi summoned the craftsman and told him what she thought. Soon, a long corridor appeared between the southern slope of Wanshou Mountain and Kunming Lake.

The whims of a generation of queens have achieved a corridor of beauty, allowing us to follow history and stroll in the corridor of reality......"

"What's the matter, I'm telling this story well! Do you believe this story?" After Yang Yu finished speaking, he looked at Xu Hong and asked.

After hearing this, Xu Hong smiled and said: "Of course I believe that this is true, because this garden was built at the expense of Lafayette Cixi? Is it normal for people to want to learn some cultural knowledge while recuperating here? We often say that we live to old age and learn from old age." But a lot of people don't do that. And the Lafayette Cixi really did it. ”

Xu Hong listened to Yang Yu's story, and naturally didn't take it seriously, but since he came out to play, Yang Yu sold his paintings for 10,000 yuan, and gave him a tour guide for free, he can't say that he doesn't believe the stories told by others. (To be continued.) )