Chapter 255: Fan, Sycophant, Great Power Hand

It's a good rhythm to be able to get out of it by young people. When Bai Meng saw those beautiful girls, he thought that if he had the opportunity, he would also promote it.

Why don't you start with the martial arts gym's practice uniforms? When the time comes, the outstanding students will be issued with regular clothes, and they will improve the style of Hanfu, which is just generous and handsome, and it is rare, and with people's cheapness, it should be able to spread.

Thinking confusedly between history and modernity, it was not until the fresh and elegant third floor that Bai Meng was suddenly refreshed, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, only to feel that his eyes were not enough.

The scar-faced man who took the lead glanced back at him, showing a slight hint of surprise, but he quietly withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.

After Bai Meng had a full look, he remembered the purpose of coming here today, and hurried to follow the scar-faced man, and he didn't have to say anything sorry, knowing that he wouldn't wait for him, and he wouldn't care about his attitude.

He'll stop, it's because this place smells so.

Obviously it is three floors, it should be in the air of nearly 30 meters, I don't know how it was built, there is a rockery like a Soviet-style garden in layers, after turning a few mountains, I actually saw a small lake, or a hot spring, the blue stone reflects the turquoise lake water with waves, because the temperature is higher than the surrounding area, a faint mist rises, and the entire third floor is set off like a fairyland.

Around the lake, there are sparse green bamboos planted, and the transparent green leaves are condensed with water droplets, which roll down into the lake with a ding, scaring away three or four golden carp and making ripples.

In the bamboo, there is another weeping willow. Under the tree, there is a round table, three or four low tables, all carved from wisteria. Cutting and polishing along the natural texture, the beautiful texture is exposed without any carving, and it is almost integrated with the scenery here.

Rockeries, lakes, bamboo forests, weeping willows, table tables. The scenery is staggered, and in the end, it seems that all the arrangements here are for the sake of the dense water. The man in the robe who wielded the ink of the lonely pen was prepared, and all of this was to set off his excellence.

It would be nice if this man was more slender.

is different from any domestic TV series, games, animations, etc., all of which outline those literati and scholars like immortals. In the ethereal fairyland, a beautiful gentleman and a beautiful young man are fluttering in long clothes. At this time, this realm is like a fairyland, but Sun Guoce, the national master-level military master who Bai Meng has always longed for, is a huge man with a height of two meters and a waist circumference of two meters.

He sat on a special wisteria chair, two sizes larger than the one next to him, and his huge body filled the chair. The special green shirt is not as chic as a literati, and there are a few drops of oil on the chest. A face as wide as a lion, with an upside-down nose. What a fierce picture of ghosts and gods approaching in a hurry!

"Mr. Sun."

The scar-faced man snorted, the fat man raised his head, and when he saw them, a fierce face softened and became a group of amiable, and he shouted repeatedly: "Please sit down, please sit down, you are the Zhang Meng Xiaoyou that the big boss said, wait a minute, my friend asked for a fan, and I will draw it for him immediately." ”

Bai Meng thought that this person was very interesting, although his face was fierce, but when he spoke, it was like a spring breeze, like the most shrewd businessman, no matter who he met, he was as mellow as jade without a little edge and corner, which made people very comfortable.

Hearing that he was watching people draw fans, Bai Meng couldn't help but be surprised. At this time, it is already the end of November, the weather is cold, and it is about to be the rhythm of heating. Sometimes it's out of season.

Intrigued, he couldn't help but want to take a look. He stood up and gave the scar-faced man an inquiring look.

The scar-faced man understood his intentions, did not stop him, and nodded with a somewhat strange expression. His appearance aroused Bai Meng's curiosity even more, is there anything different about this Sun Guoce's fan?

He stood up generously, Sun Guoce focused on the case, held the pen dignifiedly, and stroked like a dragon in the clouds, even if the figure was very funny, but at this time, it seemed that he was also a big talent!

Looking away, Bai Meng couldn't help but be stunned! It happened that Sun Guoce also happened to finish painting, and when he saw Bai Potato carefully looking at his masterpiece, his mouth was slightly open, his eyes were focused, and he was obviously addicted. When Sun Guoce saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel like a confidant!

I have worked hard all my life in calligraphy and painting, and I have been looking for a like-minded friend, but it is difficult to find a child, today I saw the sound of Bai Meng's painting, and his eyes flashed thoughtful feelings from time to time, obviously from his masterpiece to experience his wisdom of life, Sun Guoce couldn't help but feel relieved, and brushed his beard that was already a little gray, and asked excitedly: "Xiaoyou, it seems that you are also a person who knows how to paint, come to see the details, am I evenly painted?" ”

"You...... It's so even, it's so even! It is as uniform as a piece of pure stone, without a trace of flaw! Look at it from above......" After only a minute of hesitation, Bai Meng could see that Sun Guoce was proud, obviously very satisfied with the painting.

What kind of painting is this, it is just to use a brush dipped in ink to brush the original white fan surface black!

Bai Meng is such a clever person, and he has also taken art appreciation classes for the corporate image of Changsheng Pharmaceutical, in case he attends some exhibitions and other occasions, he has nothing to say, and he has learned some general clichés and specializes in appreciating all kinds of artworks.

Even if Sun Guoce's painting is a little special, he quickly searched for a suitable cliché, as for what the original text describes jade or inkstone, Bai Meng can't care about it, just follow this sprinkling but empty article, comment on Sun Guoce's fan, and make a lot of comments from ancient and modern China and foreign countries. He has been idle these days, but he has really read a lot of books on humanities and social sciences and history, and his literary style and the goods in his stomach have risen sharply.

From ancient painters to Western painters, from the layout of ink painting to the selection of Western oil paintings and body art. This old and young, the old one listened to it very satisfied, the small one shot heartily, only shook out what he had learned in his stomach, although it was a little hard, but thanks to his super memory, there was nothing wrong at all.

After tasting this side, Sun Guoce's painting has become a masterpiece that draws on the ancient and modern, combines China and foreign countries, and has far-reaching ideas, so that ancient and modern literati and scholars are worth learning!

Sun Guoce listened happily and clapped his hands again and again. He was originally a master of metaphysics and art, with super evaluation ability, and he also studied literature, and his ability to do it himself was not strong, but he was also clear. But Bai Meng's words are reachable, and when he speaks, he is a side expedition, which is exactly what he meant, because he listened to it, and the more he listened, the more comfortable he was, and he had the feeling of hating each other!

"Come on, Xiaoyou, sit down, I'll tell you about this painting, but it took me a lot of thought, and it took half a year to finally borrow today's good wind and water, good time, and you, a wonderful person, to finally complete it!"

Bai Meng silently calculated the time, now in November, half a year is in May, just when the day began to send, people buy a noodle ready to use, come to Sun Guoce to draw a picture in fact, it can be used when the weather is hot.

Playing a good folding fan, and then putting on the words of the picture full of humanistic atmosphere, is what shows taste. Different from other people's cookie-cutter printed paintings, asking a master to paint a picture and write a word for himself is the only way to save face, and to ensure that he does not lose face on the street.

But this person is looking for the wrong person, Sun Guoce spent half a year, this has to be heated and made for people, and it can only be forced to pretend to be a literati next year.

According to Sun Guoce's words, he saw that the fan was beautiful, one side was a word, and the other side had nothing, so he said at the time: "You give me this fan, about everyone in the picture, you give me the fan, you can paint anything, whether it is landscape figures, flowers and cordyceps, all right, I am the best at painting beauties." ”

He was actually kind-hearted and offered to paint him a beauty. The man did not know what he was capable of, so he explained that he was a well-known and elegant man, and a man of many words.

It was blown open at the moment, and after a vernacular pass, the man really believed him, and happily offered the fan and begged him to paint a beautiful woman. Sun Guoce studied for three months, until the man couldn't wait, and when he asked about it, he had a guilty expression that he was not in a good mood recently, the beauty was not painted well, and it was supposed to have a long face, but it was painted with a round face.

The man's face was a little wrong, but he was also anxious when he landed, and he couldn't draw, but the words on the other side were begged from the calligrapher's daughter. However, he also knew his status, so he had to speak well in order to get the fan back and find someone else to paint it.

When Sun Guoce heard this, he had to give the job he took to others. Hurriedly comforted, this beauty's face is round, it's okay, I'll add a beard to you, and change it to Zhang Fei.

The man couldn't hear it, so he simply agreed to him.

Bai Meng listened to Zhile, this beauty added a beard and flew away, so what did it look like.

If it was another month, the man came to the door to beg, and Sun Guoce said apologetically: "I drank too much wine when I painted Zhang Fei that day, and I accidentally painted too much beard!" But don't worry, this character is too vulgar now, and everyone can't show your taste. I'll think about it for you, I'll change a strange stone for you, and promise to win! ”

The man waited patiently for another month, and this Sun Guoce studied for a long time, but found that this strange stone was too strange, and he was embarrassed to see people, so he simply blackened the fan and asked the man to find someone to write gold characters.

Bai Meng listened to what he said funny, but he always felt that this great military division was a little strange. However, the affinity of this fat man is first-class, he can get close to people in a few words, and his speech is also vivid, which can naturally attract people's attention and make people inseparable from their spirits.

Although the technique of painting the fan is not good, but when it comes to history, this Sun Guoce is everyone, he followed what Bai Meng just said, and the final foothold is humanistic management, which is linked to the current world situation, with the calendar as a mirror, one by one corresponding to the chaos of today's world, and finally sighed, drank three cups of cold tea, and asked Scarface to send off. (To be continued......)