"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to deal with people, you can learn slowly, practice slowly, no matter what, it's impossible to give up, unless you don't want to enter the academy."

This is the old gentleman's advice to him early this morning, after Chu Feng and Mr. Wen Duan explained all the things that happened last night.

In the calligraphy and painting industry, it is not uncommon for guests to find acquaintances by name, but there are not many things to find courtiers like this.

Chu Feng had already had a plan in his heart, and the old gentleman had already guessed the current situation, and told him to be mentally prepared in advance.

People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. A person with a temperament like Chu Feng is actually more afraid of becoming famous.

He doesn't have Liu Zhengqing's carefree attitude, and he doesn't have Xiao Ting's long-sleeved dancing that he has cultivated since childhood. Once there are more people in front of him, Chu Feng will inevitably be a little stunned and overwhelmed, and even problems such as blushing and heartbeat will occur at the same time.

He is not afraid of being scolded by others, but he is very afraid of being praised by others.

People with this temperament are not uncommon.

As for who passed on his identity, it is actually easy to guess. On the same day, we went to the mountains outside the city together, except for Xiao Ting, Xu Qing, and He Junhao, there were really a lot of people, and I was a new outsider, and suddenly I became inexplicably famous, and people naturally wanted to talk about it.

"I know that Chu Feng, and we have stepped on the green together before. From the city of Hangzhou, hey, I didn't expect to have such a high painting......"

If you come to this point, you must have said a lot in the Fan Tower last night.

What Mr. Wen Duan said was naturally good, if Chu Feng just wanted to live comfortably for the rest of his life, he would naturally not step out of his comfort zone. It's just seclusion in the landscape, teasing some ink and blue, and don't care about anything else, just like Mr. Cheng Yuan. This kind of life is for Chu Feng. It is the most comfortable existence.

But unfortunately, as Lao Tzu said, "there is no greater misfortune than discontentment, and no greater blame than desire." Chu Feng wanted to enter the academy to see things that had never been seen before, and to touch those paintings and calligraphy that could not be restored by technology thousands of years later, and these. It is his "discontentment" and "desire" that have become his greatest calamity and blame at the same time.

This kind of painful and happy pursuit, by now, Chu Feng has long been unable to extricate himself.

As for the thing of being famous, you have to get used to it slowly.

Fortunately, when he was in Hangzhou City, Chu Feng was already famous, and he had experienced many things, although he still couldn't use the word "habit" to describe it, but at least it was not the level of a novice village. Deal with these "admirable" characters. I can't say it's easy, but at least I have some experience, so I won't be too confused and abrupt. This is almost a skill that comes with beating the mother's womb for the children of Kyoto officials, but for Chu Feng, it is already a big improvement.

"Everyone, in Xia Chufeng."

Coming to the front hall and looking at those richly dressed people, Chu Feng calmly saluted. Smile slightly.

"You are Chu Feng?"

The people who came looked at Chu Feng one after another, and those eyes were as strange as children seeing monkeys drilling into the fire ring.

"Was that you the one in Fan Lou last night? The picture of the beauty that compares He Junhao to the bottom. Did you draw it? ”

"Are you from Hangzhou? But why is your accent Northlander? ”

"You are such a talented painter, why do you make a small pilgrimage here?"

"Qu Rushi said that he went to the city with you yesterday, it's really fake......"

All kinds of questions gushed like snowflakes, Chu Feng looked at those curious eyes, and sighed slightly in his heart.

"Brothers, after all, this is a calligraphy and painting shop. If we had been standing here, the people on the street would have thought that they were going to gather to make trouble, and our hosts would have been unhappy. Since you have nothing to do, why don't you go inside and have some refreshments? ”

Chu Feng smiled and asked.

"Yes, yes! We do have a lot of questions for you! ”

A few people naturally agreed. Led by a servant, the fish rushed in.

Yan Chaofeng was originally busy with things in the backyard, but at this time, he happened to walk to the front hall and saw such a noisy scene. At first, I thought that Chu Feng had offended someone, and someone had come to find fault. After listening in the corner for a while, the more I listened, the more confused I became, and when I saw those people going inside, I hurriedly found this free time to grab Chu Feng's sleeve.

"I said Chu Lang, what happened to Fan Lou last night, and what did those people do when they came to you?" Yan Chaofeng asked with a blank face.

Chu Feng smiled: "It's just a trivial matter, these young people are probably too boring, so find me for fun." ”

Yan Chaofeng looked at him suspiciously.

"Brother Yan, no matter what, the one who comes in is the guest. You can help me talk to those acquaintances, and come and help me entertain them. These are also rich and visionary masters, and if they can sell some paintings and calligraphy, they can be regarded as doing things for the owner. Chu Feng said with a smile.

When Yan Chaofeng heard this, although he was still confused in his heart, he really couldn't stop this truth, so he nodded and talked to the guests.

"That's who, who, we're looking for Chu Feng! I heard that he is a pilgrimage here for you, and I don't know if it's true or not......"

"Ahh Lao Zhao Lao Zhao! I am here! Turns out you've got the news, too. This is Chu Feng, this, this. ”

Someone from the Chu Feng sightseeing group joined in again.

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Unlike his fame in Hangzhou, Chu Feng's fame in Tokyo City does not depend on his true skills.

Under the pretense of Huizong's paintings, he suddenly became famous and attracted everyone to watch, for Chu Feng, this kind of fame obtained for no reason is a bit unbearable, and the most important problem is that he has no bottom in his heart and is empty.

Chu Feng is a very practical person, and he doesn't like to pick things that are not his own. Even in this situation, he couldn't tell the truth for various reasons, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and it was difficult to bear this reputation based on ethereal paintings.

Therefore, after experiencing a long day of onlookers, Chu Feng took a leave.

The shopkeeper was not there, and he couldn't find anyone on leave, but fortunately, the other people in the calligraphy and painting shop were very "sympathetic" to Chu Feng's current situation, and looked at Chu Feng with envy one by one, thinking that this young man's temperament was really indifferent. For so long, he had never told everyone that he was so skilled in painting.

Seeing that Chu Feng was almost "killed" by passers-by, everyone in the calligraphy and painting shop also wanted to protect this colleague who looked like a guard, although the shopkeeper was not there, everyone also felt that it was an excellent choice for Chu Feng to temporarily avoid the limelight.

Chu Feng thanked him and slipped out of the back door to go home. But he himself understands. It should only be a matter of time before someone's address at home is "reported".

The undeserved fame fell on his head, and his mind was somewhat uneasy, but fortunately, after returning home in disgrace, there was also Mr. Wen Duan's ear to face him as a comfort.

"Although the old man has not seen with his own eyes how good that beautiful picture is, since he can get such praise from you, I believe it must be very exquisite. There's no other reason why you're so upset now. You don't think you're worthy of that reputation. But in the old man's view, this is completely unnecessary worry. ”

Mr. Wen Duan built a pot of tea to cool off under the plane tree in the yard, and at dusk, he was happy and relaxed.

"Your painting is just there, in fact, compared to ordinary teenagers, it is clever enough. In fact, it can be said that this reputation is deserved by you, and now it has been turned over like this. It also saves us our own effort. ”

Chu Feng listened, and Nuo Nuo responded. Obviously not very agreeable.

Mr. Wen Duan looked at Chu Feng's appearance, and immediately knew the careful thoughts in this kid's heart, and at this time, he picked up the wood chip that was mixing tea at hand and knocked him on the head, and scolded with a smile: "Don't give the old man this expression, do you really think I can't see your thoughts!" ”

Chu Feng covered his head and stuck out his tongue, and said stupidly: "I'm really inferior to others." Actually, last night's thing. There are not many people who know the truth. In case someone says it...... Ay! It's not just that I'm worried about my reputation, I just think it's ...... Not very comfortable. ”

"If the guess is correct, that noble person should be a relative of the emperor, if you think the royal rules are so loose, you shouldn't say it outside. Will anyone be stupid enough to bring it up? Mr. Wen Duan shook his head, couldn't help but knock Chu Feng's head again, and scolded: "Are you listening to what I just said?" Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if the truth of the matter really spreads, someone will really challenge your painting skills. With your strength, can't you really handle it? ”

Chu Feng thought about it carefully when he heard this, and felt that this was indeed the truth.

If I didn't know how to paint at all, I'm afraid I'd be crushed to death by this sudden fame. Can their own strength ...... Although there are not many, there are more or less some, and they can still be dealt with occasionally used to bluff people and the like.

Seeing that Chu Feng was a little enlightened, Mr. Wen Duan finally nodded with satisfaction. He picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, casually unfolded Cai Xiang's "Thousand Character Text" that Chu Feng took back and looked at it carefully, and then frowned slightly and said: "Cai Junmo's "Thousand Character Text", the old man remembers, when he was an official here, he did hear about this matter, and it was the will of the official family that let Cai Junmo copy five copies in the palace. At the time, however, I had never heard of anyone giving it away as a gift...... Who is this noble man you met......"

Of course, it's the official himself...... Chu Feng thought like this, and how could he dare to say it directly.

After playing with "Thousand Character Text" for a while, Mr. Wen Duan remembered what Chu Feng said about the calligraphy and painting shop, and asked: "The proprietor and the shopkeeper will quarrel in front of the guys, but in this matter, I know that the problem is not small." The value of the boatload of calligraphy and paintings lost at that time must be not low. Is there no news from the Fan family? That boatload of paintings and calligraphy is not found? ”

"I've never heard of it." Chu Feng shook his head.

Mr. Wen Duan nodded and sighed: "After these things are stolen, it is too difficult to find them. You and I don't understand the problems of management, and now they are beyond the reach of the whip. It's Fan Niangzi's side, since you are sick, you, who are always taken care of by the Fan family, should go and take a look. It just so happens that you don't go to the calligraphy and painting shop tomorrow, go to Lao Zhang's money, buy something and send it over, and by the way, give a message to your host, if there is anything that the old man can help, so that he doesn't have to be polite. ”

Chu Feng responded one by one, and he was also thinking about it in his heart, with Mr. Wenduan's words, even if the Fan family really encountered any major problems, it should be able to alleviate one or two.

I don't know what I suddenly thought, Chu Feng's face showed sadness for a while.

"What's wrong again?" Mr. Wen Duan glared at him.

"Well, I haven't bought anything for girls, so I don't know what to buy."

Chu Feng scratched his head, after a thousand years, he occasionally bought gifts for girls, most of them went directly to the gift shop to ask, and the clerk helped to choose. Now that there is no gift shop, he is a little helpless.

"Otherwise," Chu Feng pondered, "or send a painting or something?" ”

"The Fan family is a calligraphy and painting shop!" Mr. Wen Duan was so angry that his beard floated up, "Rouge gouache, silk fans, these things that your daughter's family likes, don't you know!" It's really ...... that you can't hold up the mud and can't support the wall, and you have to teach everything by the old man."

Seeing this, Chu Feng hurriedly filled the old gentleman with a smile and served it respectfully.

Mr. Wen Duan took the teacup and gave him a blank look: "Let Lao Zhang follow you to buy things tomorrow, and there are just some things that the old man wants to send back, so send them together!" ”

"I'm afraid...... What if those who are good believers come here tomorrow? Wouldn't it disturb the purity of your two elders? Chu Feng said that he was worried in his heart, "Otherwise, let's let Brother Zhang stay at home, if there is anything, he can still stop it." ”

Mr. Wen Duan smiled slightly: "These things are just a few days of excitement, and when the matter passes, everyone's interest will gradually dissipate, so there is no need to worry." Not to mention the old man, Cheng Yuan is also a character who has seen strong winds and waves, and he will not be frightened by this little reputation, you can rest assured. ”

Chu Feng thought about it, and it was true.

In this courtyard now, the two old gentlemen are not ordinary people, and their worries about these conditions are simply nothing in comparison. As soon as he thought of this, Chu Feng couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

The wind passed, the sycamore sounded, and a green leaf fell too anxiously, just on the small stone table.

Mr. Wen Duan picked up the leaf, looked at the veins on it, and said with a smile: "The sycamore leaves and the world knows autumn, and this leaf obviously fell too early." That's how many things are, don't rush or rush, take your time step by step. There's no point in thinking too early about the future, isn't it? ”

Chu Feng naturally understood that Mr. Wen Duan was waking himself up, so he sighed slightly and nodded.

"The most important thing for you now is to prepare for the autumn season. I didn't sleep at all last night, so why don't you catch up on sleep now? Mr. Wen Duan said with a smile. (To be continued.) )