Thinking about his own thoughts, he felt a little confused, he didn't know what ideals he had in this world, he was a painter before, and his dream was to become a famous painter in the country, just like Xu Beihong in his previous life, world-famous, leaving heirloom works.

However, fate does not seem to favor this young man who loves to paint, he was not reborn in an artistic family, but only in a merchant family, and it is probably difficult for him to become a painter himself.

Although time does not wait for me, Xu Hong is also an ambitious person, he doesn't want to live his life like this, he has to work hard for this family.

"Although I have no way out now, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely try to become a painter, I want to make a name for myself, I want to become a rich man, so that all parents on this earth can live a good life. ”

While thinking about his thoughts, Xu Hong fell asleep.

Of course, he also had a beautiful dream, dreaming that he had become a great painter, and he could buy millions, tens of millions of just painting a picture.

But after waking up from the dream, he had to face reality again.

The next day, Xu Hong went to work as a courier. After he went to the courier company to pick up the goods he wanted to deliver, he started a busy day of work.

When he ran all over Tiannan City for almost half a year, he finally delivered all the goods to the owner's home. Just as he felt like he was done, he noticed that there was still a package in the car that had not been delivered.

It's a package like a mailed book and that's only the thickness of a book. Under the mail bag, Xu Hong didn't pay much attention to it just now, and only now did he see it.

"Hey, there's another package! Xu Hong thought as he picked up the package.

He took the package in his hand, and habitually quickly looked at the mailing address and name on the package.

He didn't pay much attention to the address, but when he saw the name of the owner, he was surprised. "Damn!Xu Beihong!" Xu Hong was very surprised to see that Xu Beihong was clearly written in the consignee column on the package.

Xu Hong is very familiar with the name Xu Beihong, because his name evolved from Xu Beihong's name.

He heard his parents say before his death, because their family name is Xu, his father had a whim and named his son Xu Hong, naturally he wanted his son to become a great painter like Xu Beihong.

Perhaps really influenced by his parents' expectations, Xu Hong liked to draw at a very young age. Later, when I went to middle school, I applied for art school. Although he was not admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts and did not become a great painter, he can be regarded as embarking on this road after all.

For a master like Xu Beihong, of course, Xu Hong has infinite admiration, but when Xu Hong was born, Master Xu Beihong's 'untimely death' had already gone to the kingdom of art, and Xu Hong naturally had no chance to meet the master.

But when he arrived on this earth, when Xu Hong saw Xu Beihong's name, he was very surprised. "Damn! This Xu Beihong can't be the great painter Xu Beihong on the parallel earth before his death!"

According to the theory of parallel space, everyone has countless doppelgangers, all of which exist in countless parallel worlds, and someone in this world dies due to an accident, but he may still be alive and well in another parallel world.

Xu Hong wondered if Xu Beihong, the owner of the goods he was going to deliver goods to, would be the master Xu Beihong who was still alive on the parallel earth! If that was the case, it would be really good, and if he worshipped him as a teacher, wouldn't it be easy to become a painter! If he became a famous painter, it would not be a piece of cake to solve his family's economic problems!

"Hurry up and deliver the goods, I want to see Master Xu Beihong soon. Xu Hong was very excited for a while, looked at the address on the package, and rode the electric car to Xu Beihong's house quickly.

Xu Beihong's home is really not far away, and it is in a high-end community near the express company.

Xu Hong rode an electric car and quickly arrived in the community, and came to Xu Beihong's door according to the address on the package.

With excitement, he knocked on the door of Master Xu's house.

"Bang bang bang!" Xu Hong's mood beat with the knock on the door.

The door opened, and standing in front of Xu Hong was an old man with white hair, a wrinkled face, and a little rickety on his back.

It's just that this old man's eyes are extremely sharp, as if he can see everything in the world. makes people look at it, and it feels like this pair of eyes are not compatible with his age.

Xu Hong took a closer look at the old man in front of him, and felt that in terms of appearance, he was really a little similar to Xu Beihong on the parallel earth, just an elderly Xu Beihong.

Xu Hong looked at the old man in front of him, and felt that he was the great painter Xu Beihong, but Xu Beihong did not 'die young' and lived to an age.

"Are you Mr. Xu Beihong!" Xu Hong asked as he looked at the old man with some excitement.

"Hmm, young man, you're delivering a courier!" the old man looked at Xu Hong and smiled.

"Is this your package, you sign for it. Xu Hong put the package in front of Xu Beihong.

"Okay, I'll sign!" After Xu Beihong finished speaking, he picked up Xu Hong and handed him the ballpoint pen, and then signed his name.

"Okay, you give me the package!" After Xu Beihong finished speaking, he took the package Xu Hong handed him, and then wanted to close the door!

"Wait a minute, sir. Xu Hong suddenly asked the old man.

"Young man, what's the matter!" Xu Beihong looked at Xu Hong puzzled.

"May I ask the old man, are you a great painter!" Xu Hong looked at the idol in his heart with excitement.

"Haha, young man, what are you talking about! I used to be a university professor, but now I am retired, I teach physics, and I have nothing to do with painters!" the old man looked at Xu Hong and laughed.

"Old gentleman, what are you talking about, you are not a great painter!" When Xu Hong heard the old man's words, he was both surprised and disappointed.

"What's the matter, young man, whether I'm a painter or not has anything to do with you!" the old gentleman looked at Xu Hong very puzzled.

"No--- it doesn't matter, I'm just asking casually!" Xu Hong didn't know how to answer the old man's words for a while, so he had to prevaricate.

"Okay, I'll see you again young man, I'll go check the information I mailed. After Xu Beihong finished speaking, he politely invited Xu Hong away.

"Damn! This Xu Beihong is not a painter, just a physicist, hey, I'm happy for nothing!" On the way back, Xu Hong was very disappointed, feeling that his dream was about to be shattered again.