Hearing this name, I gasped and subconsciously asked, "Wu Sangui?" Is it Chen Yuanyuan, that Wu Sangui? ”

Wu Sangui's face was unhappy, and he said in a deep voice: "It's Wu Sangui's Chen Yuanyuan!" ”

This old man! It's so awesome! I really want to smoke!

Maybe Ya also wanted to pump me, staring at my face and sweeping around, I pulled Liu Lao Liu aside and said, "What is he doing here?" ”

Liu Lao Liu peeled a pistachio and said: "He is also a celebrity after all, you can't ask for nothing at all, and if there is no stain at all, then he is not a person." ”

"Then you can't send Han Jian to me, besides, Wu Sangui has a lot of enemies!"

Liu Lao Liu threw the pistachio into his mouth: "So this is a test for you, why didn't you complain when I helped you get 5 million?" ”

I protested: "At the beginning, I said that I would only receive customers, and I would come according to the contract, and I received the heroes of Liangshan, and the four heavenly kings were not under my control, and now there is another Wu Sangui, He Tiandou wants to take Li Zicheng out of which place, what should I do?" You are in unilateral breach of contract, and you should pay me more. ”

Liu Lao Liu said slowly: "Then don't wait for He Tiandou, I'll take Chen Jinnan down from above first, you have to take care of this according to the rules, right?" ”

Me: "......"

Seeing that I was dumb, Liu Lao Liu patted me on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Time is tight and the task is urgent, and it is normal to scratch your hair firmly, but you can't be passive and slack off." Actually, I didn't help you less, Chen Jinnan really has it, but I arranged for him to come next year, so won't your burden be lighter? Therefore, the organization not only trusts you, but also keeps ensuring that your work runs smoothly......"

I said, "Listen to your tone is asking for kickbacks, why don't you take this biscuit that copies Zhao Bai's face and eat it?" "At the end, I remembered something and said to Liu Laoliu, "Hey, by the way, I want to ask you a serious ......."

Liu Laoliu interrupted me and said, "It's not time to get paid yet!" ”

"Not this!"

"I'll lend you money and pay you back next month."

“…… It's not this either! ”

"Oh? Then you ask. ”

I suppressed my strong desire to strangle him to death and said, "A horse still remembers its owner in its last life, why is that?" ”

Liu Lao Liu said very naturally: "That's normal, horses, cows, cats and dogs are all psychic animals, that is, people say that the yin qi is heavy, although not all can remember what their predecessors were, but compared with other animals, the probability of their memory being immortal for several lifetimes is very large, people say that old horses know the way, but why do some ponies also know the road?" Why do some cats and dogs have always been docile, but suddenly they will burst out and attack individual people? ”

I was horrified and said, "Because they have a grudge against those people in their last life? ”

Liu Lao Liu nodded and said, "Well, of course - it may also be because of illness." ”

Me: "......" I suddenly remembered that there were a few years when I was particularly vulnerable to dog bites, and I became a strange person in our area with an average of 4 mouthfuls per month, which was the same as the GDP growth rate of our city. Even if it's not, it's time to get a rabies vaccine, the incubation period is up to 20 years, and I don't know if it's useful to get vaccinated now, I'm really afraid that one day I'll become afraid of light, water, pee under telephone poles, and smell people when I see a different surname......

I asked Liu Lao Liu again: "What about that person, is there a high probability of people having this kind of situation?" ”

Liu Laoliu said: "It's not nothing, but it's very rare, it's basically one in a few hundred million, and - such people are generally too paranoid and refuse to forget the past, they fight hard against the surname of medicine after drinking Meng Po soup, so it will definitely damage the brain to a certain extent, very few can grow up after birth, and even if they grow up, they are not crazy or stupid, so there are almost no people who can successfully leave the memories of their previous lives." ”

Isn't that guy who calls himself Zhou Cang also hanging?

I grabbed Liu Lao Liu and said, "Then ask one last question." ”

Liu Lao Liu said confidently: "Just ask, in the sky and on the ground, there is nothing that your sixth grandfather doesn't know." ”

"Can you really pay back the money you borrowed from me next month?"

Liu Lao Liu's feet suddenly staggered, and the old liar pretended to be drunk and fled.

I looked at Yan Zhenqing and Zhang Zeduan, and said respectfully, "You two, please come with me." Then I looked at Wu Sangui, he seemed to find that I was not interested in him, and looked at me coldly, so I had to reluctantly say, "You can go along." Wu Sangui snorted, stood up and came out with us.

There's no way, you can beat and scold a Wen Han like Qin Hui, but Wu Sangui's Wuhan Jian, it's not easy to deal with, look at the old guy's body to beat me three or five, and I heard that although this old man surrendered left and right, but in addition to being wiped out by the Qing political axe in the end, there were few defeats in his life. Even Kangxi's grandfather praised this old boy for his bravery.

Yan Zhenqing already knew that Zhang Zeduan was engaged in art at this time, and then politely bowed his hand to Wu Sangui and said, "This benevolent brother hasn't been taught yet?" ”

Wu Sangui said lightly: "Wu is just a martial artist, he does not hesitate to let tens of thousands of soldiers spill blood for a woman, and in the end, he is still two-faced and three-stabbed, which is despised!" He glared at me fiercely.

Is this an admission of mistakes?

Yan Zhenqing was confused when she heard this, so she had to say perfunctorily: "Hehe, only heroes can be true to themselves, Brother Wu is so courageous." ”

At this time, Zhang Zeduan said to me: "Xiao Qiang is the spokesperson of the fairy court (then there will be this word?) It must be a double masterpiece of books and poems, I don't know what great works have been handed down, so that I can wait to see and learn? ”

Run on me? I was embarrassed and said: "How do you say this, I am a white ......" Is there a name for Xiaoqiang? Old man Zhang is really wooden.

Zhang Zeduan wanted to ask again, but Yan Zhenqing had already seen that I was a little uncomfortable, so he hurriedly said: "Brother Xiaoqiang is really modest, and I will teach you later." ”

When I got in the car, I turned back to Zhang Zeduan and said, "Elder Zhang, your painting of "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" seems to be a little incomplete after it was transmitted, do you use this time to have another one?" ”

Zhang Zeduan resolutely shook his head and said: "The same person does not paint the same, that is the basic guard of the painter." Later, I pondered the meaning of his words, probably saying that if a painter succeeds with a work, if he will only keep repeating the original content, it will be a waste of artistic life, after all, artists are engaged in creation rather than production, it seems that it is not realistic to let the old man reproduce the "Qingming Riverside Picture", even if he can draw it, it will be lacking in aura.

Zhang Zeduan looked at the traffic outside the car and said dementia: "If it is prosperous here, you can enter the painting." ”

I was startled and hurriedly said, "Don't waste your inspiration, if you want to go to a crowded place, I'll take you to Futai Road in a while, or let's go to the bar street at night." "It's also interesting to think about, if Master Zhang paints "Futai Road Shopping Map" or "Searching for Beauty on a Bar Street" under my guidance, then I ...... Then I will be a national sinner.

Zhang Zeduan didn't listen to what I was saying at all, just looked outside in a daze, Yan Zhenqing said: "Don't disturb him, painting is natural, and the opportunity is a little bit." ”

Zhang Zeduan smiled at Yan Zhenqing to express his gratitude, and then entered the daze mode again.

When he arrived at the school gate, Yan Zhenqing suddenly shouted: "Stop!" ”

I slammed on the brakes, Wu Sangui's face changed greatly, and he subconsciously went to his waist to draw a knife, while glancing around vigilantly, and asked in a deep voice: "There is an ambush?" ”

Zhang Zeduan also woke up from his contemplation, rubbed his forehead and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yan Zhenqing poked his head out of the window, looked at the school flag of our school in the sky and said intoxicatedly: "Who did this?" It's really a double masterpiece of calligraphy and painting, well, a line of words actually uses two pen styles, the first three words are imitations of the right army of the holy king of the book, and the last three words don't know which saint is the hand, but they are also self-contained......"

Zhang Zeduan stuck his head out of the window on the other side, and then said: "The difficult thing is that the painting is also full of shape, arrogant like Wu (Daozi), and like Yan (Liben), wonderful!" ”

I threw myself on the ground and said: "Both of you are right, our flag is a great cooperation of the four, the first three words are not model, that is written by Wang Xizhi, the last three words are changed by Liu Gongquan, as for the painting......"

"Ouch, Wang Youjun is really here?"

Before I finished speaking, the steady and accessible Yan Zhenqing immediately shouted.

As soon as we got out of the car, we were confronted by an old man, and I immediately pointed it out to them: "That's the tea saint Lu Yu." Without waiting to say hello, I pointed to another old man who had just gotten out of class with the children wearing reading glasses and a notebook, and said, "That is the divine doctor Bian Que, and the other divine doctor Hua Tuo is in the school medical office." Bian Que is now working with younger students to learn pinyin and simplified characters.

When we passed by the auditorium, we saw Wu Daozi, the old man wearing a hat made of newspapers was standing on the ladder to paint the dome for me, Yan Liben was standing on the wall and painting the seventy-two sages of Confucius, I think everyone is a peer, it is necessary to introduce them to Zhang Zeduan, Yan Liben beckoned to us and said: "Wait a minute, I will finish painting Yan Hui, just a few strokes——"

Yan Zhenqing was amazed: "You are really a gathering of sages." ”

I pulled him and said, "Let's go, I'll find Wang Xizhi for you." ”

When they arrived at the lecture hall, Wang Xizhi and Liu Gongquan were very busy, Wang Xizhi wrote: study hard and make progress every day, and Liu Gongquan wrote: hard, simple, lively, and motivated. These works will come to each class in the future, and this is also an expedient measure I think, no matter how well the handwriting is, this kind of content will probably not be recognized, right? Of course, this is not their main task, there are several monuments waiting for them to expand in the new campus, and now they are practicing calligraphy.

After a while, Wu Daozi and Yan Liben also arrived, and the masters had a lively meeting, and Zhang Zeduan was the youngest here, he finished saluting everyone one by one, rubbing his hands and saying: "Brothers, it is not easy for us to get together here, I think of a topic." It can be seen that Master Zhang is very excited, and he changed his wooden attitude just now.

Yan Liben and Wu Daozi said in unison: "Oh, brother Xian, please speak." ”

Zhang Zeduan said: "When I was in the court, Emperor Huizong of the Holy Dynasty once issued a title called 'Horseshoe Incense Returning from Stepping on Flowers', showing the scene at that time with paintings, especially how to highlight the word 'incense', the two brothers can have a good plan?" ”

Wu Daozi said with a smile: "Why don't you and I each make a painting at the same time, and then ask you to evaluate it?" ”

As soon as Wang Xizhi and the others heard that these three major paintings were about to fight for paintings, this was a once-in-a-lifetime event, and Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan applauded, Wu Sangui said impatiently: "You guys, I'll go outside." "I didn't bother with him.

The brush, ink and pigments in the classroom are all ready-made, and the three masters of the painting world each have a table, Yan Liben said: "Let's limit the time of a pillar of incense, okay?" The two nodded.

But where can I find incense for them? Finally, I lit a cigarette and put it upside down on the table and said, "Old men, just make do with it, with a limit of three cigarettes, and the time is about the same." ”

So, in the smoke of the fine white sand, the three masters splashed ink, it would have been better if there was some more music, but unfortunately Yu Boya dropped the piano.

Although Wang Xizhi is not good at painting, he also has deep artistic attainments, so he looked around the three of them, and his face was full of fascination.

These three have different brushstrokes, Wu Daozi painted the fastest, and in a blink of an eye, a galloping horse jumped on the paper, and immediately the knight bowed his body, looking ahead, full of dynamics, but how he behaved in this incense word could not see the clue for a while.

Yan Liben drew the villain on the paper slowly and methodically, but he didn't even have a horse, which was even more inexplicable.

Only Zhang Zeduan drew a hesitant horse step by step, but there was no warning as to where the incense came from.

When the two cigarettes burned out, Wu Daozi's paper had already appeared on the freshly clothed angry horse, Yan Liben drew all kinds of more than a dozen villains, but there was still no shadow of the horse, and Zhang Zeduan continued to plump up his figure of people and horses. It can be said that these three paintings can be regarded as fine works in Chinese painting by this time, and the brushwork structure is skillful and sophisticated, but the word "incense" has not been highlighted.

I put the last cigarette on the table - fortunately it was a pillar of incense, and the idea that the masters had to work slowly must be nicotine poisoning.

I'm anxious, Wang Xizhi and they seem to be a little out of breath, although they still look leisurely with their hands behind their backs, but they have significantly accelerated their pace, looking at these painters in front of and back.

When the last cigarette was less than three centimeters left, Wu Daozi suddenly straightened up and wiped a handful of sweat, I thought he was about to finish, who knew that he immediately widened his eyes after wiping the sweat, and bent down again, as if he had entered the final sprint, I saw him flick his wrist, and traced a series of ink spots behind the hind hooves of the big horse on his paper, and the ink spread, and I also saw that it represented many petals, so that his painting became a knight whipping up his horse and kicking out the petals all the way. Although the season cannot be seen from the knight's clothes, it goes without saying that from these petals, one can feel the full spring mood. At this time, Wu Daozi breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that this time it was a real success.

At this time, the smoke had burned to the last trace, but there was only a group of stunned villains on Yan Liben's paper, and I was also dumbfounded—it seemed that Yan Lao was going to lose in terms of intention. At this time, Yan Liben suddenly described a horse that was about to disappear from his eyes in the vista, and then ordered a few flowers and bones next to the heads of this group of little people......

Look at this painting again, the realm will be different immediately, those flower bones have shown the season, and now you can only understand it when you look at it, the expressions on the faces of those villains are actually a kind of intoxication in the fragrance of flowers, Yan Liben's painting is a unique expression, and it really deserves its name.

And Zhang Zeduan didn't seem to notice the time at all, and was still sketching his people and horses like a primary school student seriously, the pace of the horse was very leisurely, and people had nothing to say, but the flowers and incense couldn't be seen at all, could it be that Master Zhang wouldn't paint anything else except "Qingming Riverside Picture"? He still came up with this problem.

But no one expected that in the last few seconds, Zhang Zeduan would add two fluttering butterflies around one of the raised hind hooves of the horse in the painting with a wooden face......

With that, the third cigarette was completely extinguished.

Wang Xizhi was stunned for a long time, and then couldn't help but praise: "Wonderful! ”

Because Zhang Zeduan was the last to finish the painting, Wu Daozi and Yan Liben also stood beside him, and after looking at his last stroke, the two said in unison: "I lost." ”

On Zhang Zeduan's painting, a person and a horse walk leisurely on the way back, two butterflies fly up and down around the horse's hooves, and with the poem "stepping on the flowers to return to the horseshoe fragrance", people can see the fragrance of the painting, it is really a masterpiece!

Wu Daozi and Yan Liben enjoyed Zhang Zeduan's painting for a long time, and they both said: "Brother Zhang has a novel idea and ingenious layout, and he is more than a step above us. ”

Zhang Zeduan blushed and said, "I'm ashamed, this idea was actually thought up by a colleague of mine at the beginning, and I just drew a scoop for the two brothers to see." ”

Yan Liben said: "Even so, we are content to see such paintings. ”

Wu Daozi took his own one, looked at it for a while, and laughed at himself: "I'm here, 'stepping on the flowers to return', but unfortunately I can only afford to 'step on the flowers and return to the horseshoe fast', but it has nothing to do with the incense word." ”

Yan Liben put his work over, shook his head and said: "As for my painting, the incense is fragrant, but I can't see that it is because of stepping on flowers, and it has failed." ”

When I saw that he was very frustrated, I said, "Actually, you can see it by adding two more strokes." ”

"Oh?" Yan Liben's eyes lit up, and he put the painting in front of me: "Where did you say to add it?" ”

I grabbed the brush like a chicken's claw and drew three wavy lines behind the horse's butt in his painting, then threw the pen and said, "Isn't that what you can see?" ”

Yan Liben looked left and right, and asked, "What is this?" ”

I pointed to the three wavy lines and said, "That's the aroma." ”

"Visible...... Aroma? ”

I said, "yes, that's surrealism." ”

“…… Surrealism? ”

"It is to express the things that cannot be seen in the form of physical objects, such as aromas, emotions, and black lines on the head......"

…… The three masters came over with black lines on their heads to listen to my talk, although they didn't all understand, but in the end they still showed a certain interest, Yan Liben smiled: "It's very interesting, it seems that Xiaoqiang is not simple." ”

Zhang Zeduan said: "I'll just say, how can the spokesperson of the fairy court not have real skills, if you want to talk about your intentions today, I think Xiaoqiang is better than us." ”

I'm so beautiful!

I always thought that the three wavy lines I painted were surrealism, and I thought that I was acting as a link between Chinese and Western cultures, but later I learned that no, the wavy lines are not surrealism, and they are not representatives of Western painting schools, because there are no such things in Western classic oil paintings, and in "The Last Supper" there are no wavy lines full of food on the table, and in "Mona Lisa's Smile", there are no more ellipses next to the dignified and satisfied Mona Lisa's head, and the largest one is painted with a smiley face......

Later, I realized that wavy lines are only used in cartoons and comics, such as "Little Pig Hululu" and "Hulu Little King Kong", which means that you can draw three small flames on your head when you are angry......

As for Yan Liben's painting, I also saw it later, and the three wavy lines were to be drawn under the horse's hooves, and they were painted behind the horse's buttocks—and with the rich expressions of the villains in the painting, it was difficult to explain. So much so that later who saw it said: It's a good painting, but it's a pity that the earthworms crawled.

(To be continued)