I continued to walk around his studio, and when I saw an open book on his desk, I picked it up and flipped through it. This book is about ancient Chinese ink paintings, mostly landscapes, or ancient characters, some of the brushstrokes are smart, some are rough, maybe it is something to learn in the next class. I am more patriotic than other paintings, because Chinese paintings are mainly composed of black and white, and although there are differences in shades and shades, they are far less tormenting than Western oil paintings.

My hand as I flipped the book suddenly froze, and a painting broke into my sight: a woman in green galloped on a horse, her hair was swaying jubilantly, and her hand was a flying horsewhip. I looked at her and couldn't help but feel a little distracted, and even felt that the horse was galloping, the woman was laughing and yelling, and the painting was like a black hole, sucking me in little by little...... When they see the eggs, they always want to see the chickens that lay the eggs. I was extremely curious about this painter, but there is only a very brief introduction in the book, Qi, born and died unknown, a court painter, and finally exiled to the frontier on trumped-up charges.

What mistake would a painter make to be exiled to the frontier?

I continued to flip back and saw the work of the other painters. Unexpectedly, without exception, it is all set against the background of the grassland, and on the grassland is a woman in green, or spurring a horse, or dancing, she has a very flamboyant and penetrating beauty, and she will catch your whole person at once. Laughing at the city, and then laughing at the country, it's probably such a woman. I think the painter probably loved this woman, and perhaps his final exile to the frontier had something to do with her.

When I turned to the next page, there was a yellowed patch of paper with handwritten handwriting, which seemed to have been written with a brush, and the handwriting was slightly messy, and I leaned closer to try to make out what was on the paper.

"What are you looking at? So fascinating! Qi Yan snatched the book from my hand, glanced at it, the muscles on his face twitched unnaturally, and then closed the book and smiled, "What's so beautiful!" It's just an ordinary painter. ”

I wanted to snatch the book back, but Qi Yan held it high above my head, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't reach it, so I had to give up in a hurry.

"Is this something to learn in the next class?" I wanted to distract him and grab the book.

"No, I'll just see for myself." Qi Yan seemed to see my thoughts and said with a smile.

"Who is that Qi painter?"

"A little painter in ancient times, such a painter went out and trampled a large area to death, and the historian did not have time to write down all kinds of them. How do you ask this? ”

"His paintings are not boring, and I think he must be a painter with a story, a sadomasochistic relationship." I said confidently.

"So sure?" He laughed.

"A woman's instincts are accurate. Do you know why men don't like women's guesswork? It's because women usually guess accurately. ”

"It's not bad at all, you always see other people's things clearly, but you can't always understand your own."

Qi Yan still treasured the book carefully, for fear of being taken away by me, I couldn't help but feel funny: "Why are you so scared!" Isn't it just a book? ”

"Is it okay to love books as much as you live? And a sloppy person like you......" Qi Yan frowned exaggeratedly, and glanced at me from head to toe with disgust.

"Hey, hey, hey! What do you mean by that? "I suddenly want to take a small revenge on Qi Yan, and secretly use spiritual power to retaliate against him while he is not paying attention. My mind flickered, and the paint in the corner flew with it. I didn't use it very well, and by the time the paint flew behind Qi Yan, there was not much left. However, I looked at the paint flying through my spiritual power, full of pride, and was about to splash the paint on Qi Yan's body fiercely, but I heard Qi Yan's lazy yawn.

He waved his hand slightly, and the paint fell to the ground in an instant, spreading weakly on the ground, and he shook his head helplessly: "It's too weak, there is no need for me to spy on you, your strength may not be won even if you fight with a ten-year-old human child." ”

"It's just that I'm not very skilled at it now, so you should be careful in the future!" I said huffingly.

"Really? I'm so scared! Qi Yan pretended to be very scared.

"Humph! I won't tell you, I still have business to do. "Before Qi Yan had time to fight back, I hurriedly slipped away.

"Let's have some time to watch a movie together." Just as I turned around, Qi Yan said leisurely.

I stopped: "Movie? Why do you suddenly want to watch a movie? Are you in love? Or do you have a fever? ”

"Nothing, just talk. Now I don't want to watch it again. He said lightly, the expression on his face was unfazed.

"You're fooling me! Just now I was wondering which theater and which movie is the most expensive, but you changed your mind! It's really a disaster, I don't have to watch a movie and I have to write an inspection, so I get hurt. ”

"Have you ever been to the theater or seen a movie?"

"If you count the inspirational educational films organized by the school, I have been there. Have you been? ”

"I've been there, but I haven't bought a ticket. I was already a lonely soul after the movie came out, and I didn't know what it was like to sit in the theater eating popcorn and watching a movie. ”

My heart was slammed into something, and I saw a translucent lonely ghost standing alone in the huge theater, the big screen flickering, and the audience was laughing or tearful, but nothing had anything to do with him.

"Can't be cheap with you! Be sure to invite me to watch this movie! I'm going to pick the most expensive and the best! Also eat popcorn and the most expensive drinks, and buy commemorative dolls! Hey, hey, hey! Did you hear that! A manly man has to talk and count! I shouted, "Okay, okay, I don't want to tell you, I'll have to go back and write and check it!" It really made Lao Mi find out that I slipped away and died! ”

I ran away in one breath, unable to tell what I was afraid of.

When I got home in the evening, I was bored, and I remembered the Qi painter I saw in the studio, so I looked up information on the Internet, and there were many painters surnamed Qi, but I couldn't find the Qi I wanted.

Could it be that the name is mistaken in that book? That painter doesn't have the surname Qi at all?

Even...... is actually the same surname as Qi Yan, no wonder he can't do this book.

"He An, help me look up an ancient painter." I didn't bother to look for it myself, so I called He An directly. Although He An is not usually serious, I can always find the information I want from him. He also helped me get top secret information about the captain of the varsity basketball team.

"Painters? Don't you hate everything related to drawing the most? Why do you suddenly ask this? ”

"Suddenly you want to be baptized by art, can't you?"

"You can't like that Qi Yan, do you?"

My heart tightened: "What does it have to do with him!" Don't guess! Will you help me or not! Fast! Three, two......"

"Okay, what kind of painter is you?"

"In ancient times, I don't know which dynasty it is, the surname is Qi, I like to paint the grassland and the beauties on the grassland, and I was later exiled to the frontier on trumped-up charges. That's all I know. ”

"Wait a minute......"

I sat quietly on the phone, listening to the sound of He An's crackling typing, my heart as messy as the keyboard under his fingertips. I thought back to those images, and the scribbled note, and the short line of the artist's bio...... And Qi Yan. Who is this Qi Clan? Who is the woman in the painting? And Qi Yan, who is so nervous about this matter, will he have an inextricable relationship with them...... Oh my God, what am I doing? What do I do if I don't write 10,000 words to check and worry about this matter? I'm crazy.

"Eldest sister, no wonder he will be exiled to the frontier," He An said with a crying voice, "My search engine has collapsed. ”