"I'm sorry I was rude." I apologize right away.

The woman shook her head: "No, no, the preciousness of these murals goes without saying, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are 'treasures of the country', Miss Ming really shouldn't get too close to appreciate them." Your Excellency is agile and incompatible with the identity of the artist, which is what makes people interested, hehehehe......"

Her smile immediately dissolved the tense and cold and stiff atmosphere.

I nodded, walked over to the easel, and picked up my pen again.

It's just an episode, I don't want to say more, I don't need to think about it, and I don't want to be in the limelight. Both women are passers-by, so they shouldn't have much to do with my life.

"My surname is Gu, and I am the temporary guest secretary of the Hong Kong Belt and Road Delegation, and my main task is to protect Miss Ming's safety." The woman said.

I searched in my memory, Gu Fei's Hong Kong surname, and the only few famous people were mixed in the antique shop, and they were not close to the big guy I knew.

Thinking about it, the first woman to come in was called "Miss Ming", which was even more strange to me.

"Hmm." I nodded, not wanting to say more.

"This brother, seeing each other is fate, if it's convenient, can you leave a contact information? Miss Ming is very obsessed with the rebound pipa picture, and Brother Tai's painting is so expressive, maybe everyone has some common language to talk about - not now, of course, after leaving Mogao Grottoes, it won't delay Brother Tai for too much time, can you? Miss Gu didn't care about my coldness, and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a painter, I'm afraid I don't have the time and I'm not interested." I flatly refused.

Now that I have left Hong Kong Island and come to Dunhuang, I will certainly concentrate on the mystery of the rebound of the pipa diagram, rather than making waves again because of some inconsequential figures.

"Okay, then, goodbye." Miss Gu was interested and immediately stopped the topic.

I took a deep breath and picked up the train of thought that had been interrupted by the two women, the tip of my pen falling onto the paper.

In my eyes, the bouncing pipa diagram is a dynamic rather than a rigid static painting, so when you put down the pen, you must have a clear and flying feeling in your mind, and the lines must be continuous when you put down the pen, so that you can write and draw the charm of the dancing girl.

Moreover, if we want to paint the true meaning of the murals of the Mogao Grottoes, we must abandon the temptation of money, forget the transactions of the calligraphy and painting market, completely ignore their economic value, and only pursue artistic value, so as to truly enter the deep thinking of the murals.

Outside, someone blew the iron whistle that the tour guide is used to.

"Miss Ming, gather outside, let's go?" Miss Gu said.

Miss Na Ming had not spoken for a long time, but at this moment she suddenly approached me, and looked down at the painting that I was nearing completion.

"Miss Ming, it's time to go—" Miss Gu urged again, and the iron whistle sounded again and again.

"It's not like that...... Miss Ming muttered.

Her voice was very strange, neither Mandarin, Hong Kong, Cantonese, Chaoshan, nor any kind of dialect I knew, but with an indescribable bookish atmosphere, like an old pedant who had read poetry and books all his life, even if he just said a word or a sentence, it made people immediately feel that her cultural cultivation was unfathomable.

I look at my own works, the brushwork is meticulous, the layout is appropriate, although it is not impeccable, but it is also decent, and I can express the free and easy dancing and smooth movements of the dancing girl.

"Give it to me." Miss Ming stretched out her hand.

I was stunned, I didn't know what she wanted, and after a little thought, I realized that she was asking for a drawing pencil in my hand.

"Give it to me, paint it like this, and the man will die." Miss Ming's hand was still extended, and she suddenly let out a long sigh.

If I were a superficial painter, like Song and Yan, I would have ridiculed each other, "Isn't painting dead?" and so on. The reason why these people became painters was also forced by life, and everyone has their own dignity as an artist, and laymen are never allowed to point fingers. However, I am not a painter and I do not paint for money, so I will never refuse if someone can give me useful inspiration in painting techniques.

"Oh, I'm sorry, brother, please give the pen to Miss Ming, if you ruin this painting, how much is it worth, I will give it as much." Miss Gu said.

I didn't say a word, and silently put the pencil in Miss Ming's hand.

Even such an ordinary action of handing over a pencil, this Miss Ming did it differently.

She pinched the end of the pencil with only her thumb and forefinger, and almost took the pencil away with a "grabbing" motion, as if I was a patient with an infectious disease and refused to make contact with me through the pencil for one more second.

Miss Gu smiled bitterly, as if she wanted to explain, but in the end she didn't speak.

"Shhhh

Miss Gu glanced at me and took three steps back.

I would care, and I was willing to give face to the beauty, followed her three steps back, and left all the easels and paintings to Miss Ming.

"Why don't we stand outside for a while and leave Miss Ming here alone?" Miss Gu asked in a low voice.

I was a little hesitant, worried that this somewhat neurotic Miss Ming would do something damaging to the mural. You must know that in order to protect these classical treasures, the Mogao Grottoes Management Office has reached the point of "painting in people, painting the dead".

"Don't worry, we'll just stand at the door, and if there's anything unusual, we'll come to the rescue—the mural." Miss Gu smiled gracefully and pointed directly at my heart.

Chatting with such an empathetic beauty is really worry-free and comfortable.

I followed her out into the corridor outside the cave.

From where I was standing to Miss Ming and the easel, it was about twenty steps. Indeed, as Miss Gu said, you can return at any time and push people to protect the painting.

"Dunhuang is a good place, the starting point of the ancient Silk Road, and an important node of today's 'Belt and Road' economic plan. It is conceivable that in a few years, Dunhuang will become an important economic center in Asia, reproducing the style of a big city in the Han and Tang dynasties. Miss Gu said.

I agree with her, this is also something that the big names in China's economic circles have long seen, so the macro planning of the "Belt and Road" is also a feat that shocked the world, pointing out a golden road for the great powers to take off.

"With the development of Dunhuang, the Mogao Grottoes, a cultural pearl on the Gobi Desert, will be indescribably precious. Brother Tai's ability to develop based on this place is far-sighted. Miss Gu said again.

I am in Dunhuang, not for development, but to pursue the mysteries in the depths of memory. I wouldn't even say this kind of thing to Meng Qiao, let alone a stranger like Miss Gu who met for the first time.

"yes." I nodded.

Miss Gu smiled again: "Brother Tai really cherishes words like gold, which corresponds to the name of a song sung by the superstar of the Hong Kong Island entertainment industry in the past - "Silence is Golden". We've been talking for so long, is Brother Tai still stingy with his surname? ”

I was in a trance, and indeed as she said, I had been too silent since I left Hong Kong Island. Not only is the words like gold, but the expression is becoming more and more monotonous, with very few smiles and a large number of faces.

"My surname is Dragon." I replied.

Miss Gu looked back and laughed silently.

In this round, she won, because I finally reported myself to my family under her inducement.

"Gu Qingcheng." She reached out to me.

I was a little passive, but I still reached out to hold her hand without being humble or arrogant: "Long Fei." ”

Miss Gu smiled again: "It's really fate with Mr. Long, I guess, if Mr. Long has a younger brother or sister, the name must be the word 'Fengwu', because our Chinese family names always like to quote scriptures and chew words - my name is Allure, and my brother is called 'Allure', which takes the meaning of the ancients 'Allure Country and Alluring City'." ”

She was very good at laughing at herself without a trace, and quietly narrowed the distance between the two.

I am very familiar with the name "Gu Tingguo", which is one of the top ten masters in the antique industry on Hong Kong Island, and its assets, level, and popularity are probably ranked fifth or sixth among the top ten masters.

The antique industry is unfathomable, compared with the real estate industry, shipbuilding industry, and gambling industry, the myth of getting rich overnight is endless, and Gu Tianguo is one of the super representatives.

It is said that Gu Tianguo's wealth came from an accidental excavation of an ancient tomb in Western Xia, with more than 1,000 tomb items, each of which could be exchanged for a medium-class yacht in Victoria Harbour.

By the time his verifiable assets entered the top 10 of the antiques industry, only one-tenth of the tomb items in the tomb had been sold. From this ratio, it can be seen that his total wealth is far greater than the so-called richest man in Asia, the king of ships in Southeast Asia, the king of oil in the Middle East, and the prince of Arabia.

If the Miss Gu Tingcheng in front of her is Gu Tingguo's own sister, her status is really extraordinary.

"Disrespectful, disrespectful." I say it from the bottom of my heart.

Gu Tingcheng smiled again: "Mr. Long is finally willing to say four words, I counted it just now, Mr. Long's speech is really interesting, sometimes one word, sometimes two words, three words, and now it is finally four words-the front and back Gong, is it because of my brother Gu Tingguo?" In the past, the ancients had an allusion of 'tea, tea, good tea, sit, please sit, please sit', but today Mr. Long's one word, two words, and three words are also quoted from the dictionary? ”

I have no intention of being flattering, and in the rivers and lakes of Hong Kong Island, if I want to rank seniority, I rely on strength rather than financial resources. Although Gu Tingcheng is a momentary figure, it is still much worse than the name of "Eight hundred years of fame in the rivers and lakes, the iron-blooded riot in Thunderbolt Hall, and the Lei family's family Lei Dongtian".

Lei Dongtian is the big guy who always favors me, and when I quit the rivers and lakes, I no longer need to rely on others to cover me, and I don't need to use the name of the big guy to suppress others.

Miss Gu laughed, I was just obsessed with painting skills, and I didn't want to be distracted. There are many antique dealers in Dunhuang, and whenever the name of Brother Ling Gu Tingguo is mentioned, they are respectfully worshiped as celestials, so I also have a lot of legendary stories of Brother Ling's soaring skyrocketing in my ears. I said lightly.

Lei Dongtian happened to talk to me about the fact that the development of the Gu family is related to the "Eighteen Lines of Stealing Doors" on the rivers and lakes.

"Eighteen lines of stealing doors, and going out of Hades" - that faction is doing business with their heads tucked on their trouser belts and licking blood with knives day and night, elusive, treacherous and cunning, and ordinary characters in the rivers and lakes can only be slaughtered and sent to death when they encounter them.

Lei Dongtian is not afraid of Gu Tingguo, but he is unwilling to easily provoke the "Eighteen Lines of Stealing the Door".

"Who wants to let go of a good peaceful life and provoke those living Hades who have a headache for the kings of heaven and Laozi? Long Fei, in the future, when he encounters people in the rivers and lakes who are 'stealing the door and eighteen lines', they will hide and go, so as not to touch their heads. Lei Dongtian once said this himself.