The afternoon sunlight spills in obliquely through the crystal window railing, illuminating the entire study room.

Qing Ying's eyes were glazed, and his face was full of astonishment, because he suddenly saw a figure that was extremely familiar to his soul appeared in front of him. Slightly short, slender, with short, gray-brown hair, and the most iconic thing is still the square moustache above his lips, which is rare in all of Germany where anyone has trimmed his beard to this shape. Coupled with the high bridge of the nose and the familiar contours of his face, Qing Ying was almost 100% sure that the person in front of him was the Satan Demon King who had made the whole of Europe tremble in another plane!

"Adolf? Mr. Hitler? Qingying tried hard to suppress the surging feelings in her heart and asked softly.

The mustachioed painter bowed respectfully and acknowledged his identity in a slightly hoarse voice; In his mind, the king in front of him must have learned his name through Guò's previous portrait appointment. Seeing that her judgment was completely confirmed, Qingying's heart suddenly had a sense of absurdity; This painter of the age of destiny who appeared in front of his eyes has subverted his own perception of his image.

In another parallel world without Qingying's intervention, the man in front of him has created a legendary history that has never been seen before and is very likely to be unheard of in his more than 50 years of life. He dropped out of middle school, his parents died early, and he was poor for a long time lying on the streets of Vienna, drinking ice and snow, carrying bags and boxes. After the end of World War I, he was just a subordinate soldier after four years of fighting in the rain of bullets; The Treaty of Versailles imposed severe restrictions on the size of the German Army. He lost his stable career in the subsequent wave of disarmament and demobilization. So as to be the year when the family's life should be on the right track. returned to the familiar and extremely bleak wandering life of his early years.

However, such an ordinary young man with a bad fate burst into the light that shone throughout Europe and even the world in the years that followed. The gunshots in the beer hall and the bars in Munich have become the last trace of immature tempering experience in him; After his comeback, he hibernate and forbearance, and the all-out publicity during the election campaign, made him truly transform into a leader in the cruel and fierce political struggle, and finally entered the government, completing the astonishing dragon soaring from a jobless poor to the head of a big country in just 15 years. Even the economic crisis that shook the world gave him the perfect opportunity to win the election. However, the struggle it has experienced in the past years is itself a blazing lighthouse, inspiring countless descendants who have suffered setbacks to set sail and set sail again on the road of life to the ultimate goal!

If it were just like this, Qingying's heart would not be touched too much, but what he did next was a complete interpretation of the true meaning of the Satan Demon Monarch - he has an amazing strategy that mortals can't achieve at all, but he doesn't have the most basic conscience of ordinary people at all. Under his rule, Germany swept away the weakness of the Weimar era and became as powerful and majestic as it was in the pre-imperial era; And this rumbling chariot of revenge also swept the continent in one fell swoop under his decisive leadership. It is a peerless martial prowess that no European empire has been able to achieve since the time of Napoleon. the rolling ice peaks of Norway's far north, the vast waves of the oceans; The scorching sun and yellow sand of the equator in Africa. Fertile black soil of the Eastern European Plain...... All fluttering under a clangling fiery red swastika battle flag, the country is at its peak to the extreme. However, this deformed country, founded on ultra-nationalism, is as bright and ephemeral as a comet streaked across the sky. Only a few years later, he and his empire collapsed under the brunt of an overly powerful foreign enemy, and the horrific massacre was revealed after the war, becoming an indelible sin that he would be nailed to the pillar of shame forever.

Hitler was undoubtedly a powerful dictator in history, and the unique leadership temperament that emerged from him can be clearly felt in the photos and videos that have been circulated around the world. However, the man standing in front of Qing Ying at this moment did not have the same vertical and horizontal charm as Qing Ying's impression, and his appearance was just an ordinary imperial subject, and the nervousness and panic that naturally arose after seeing the emperor and the lord of the country.

"Monsieur Hitler, aren't you a herald warrior who was awarded the Iron Cross of the First Class in the last battle, why are you here as a painter at this moment?" After a few minutes, Qingying finally calmed down her turbulent heart; He slowly walked over to his desk and sat down, asking again in a calm voice. Seeing the mustache in front of him, which was completely different from the historical plane, Qingying not only had a rare curiosity in his heart: because of himself, what kind of life path did this key figure who lost the stage embark on?

The mustache with the paintbrush in his hand looked surprised, as if he was very puzzled by the king's knowledge of his past; He sorted out his thoughts in his mind slightly, and then said respectfully: "The fact that my insignificant past can be known by His Majesty is really a pride that I will remember for the rest of my life. In fact, before I joined the German army, I had dreams of becoming a painter; Soon after the end of the war in Europe, I met Miss Braun, who was also fond of painting, and it was with her support and encouragement that I chose to quit my military service and go to Vienna, where I had lived for a long time as a child, to study painting. It is precisely because of the military will that I have honed in more than a year of service that I was able to enter and complete my studies at the Vienna Academy at an older age, and through more than ten years of work practice, I have truly realized my long-cherished wish when I was young. ”

Qingying heard it in her heart. The mustache of this plane did not experience the huge blow of the collapse of the empire, and he was only a 25-year-old little fresh meat after the war; When the woman he liked thought that art was the pursuit of human civilization that was far higher than war, he took off his military uniform and picked up his youthful dream with a brush. Although Qing Ying lamented the burial of a gifted soldier and leader, he also vaguely felt that this was not the best outcome: a rational people who loved peace, and an ordinary old man who devoted himself to art, which was undoubtedly much better than the historical situation when the whole people fell into war madness and committed genocide!

The sun is shining and the pendulum is long. Seeing that the emperor in front of him was not as strong and majestic as rumored, the nervousness of the mustache when he first entered the room began to fade. Facing the human sample sitting in front of the table, he carefully sketched the outline of the draft on the paper with a paintbrush, and at the same time began to take the initiative to have a casual conversation with Qingying, so that the three or four hours of dry sitting time would not be too difficult. Tong Guò has not said a word, and Qingying also understands the life of the mustache over the years. His marriage was more than twenty years earlier than the form in history in which he bestowed the title on each other before the end came, and he was clearly much happier; Although the woman was a university professor and had a huge social disparity with the poor mustache, the mustache used her artistic achievements to convince the other party's father, and finally won his nod to the marriage. At present, the mustache is already the number one first-class painter in the whole of Germany, and there is an endless stream of business appointments; He is already the father of three children and is the backbone of the family.

Hearing this history of struggle full of positive energy, Qingying couldn't help but feel sorry in her heart. Although the talent of the person in front of him in the field of military and political affairs has been buried, he has an extraordinary will and mind that is far beyond ordinary people, and even at this level of painting, he is also a late bloomer, becoming the top in the entire industry. Suddenly, Qingying actually had a hint of anticipation for this portrait painting that she had never been very interested in, and what kind of image would she be under the pen of the "Führer"?

Time is like flowing water and fine sand, and as the conversation between the two passes quickly, before you know it, the red sun hanging in the middle of the sky has moved to the west. A long gray shadow was pulled out of the room, and tiny dust particles could be faintly seen jumping happily in the golden Yangguan training. Suddenly, the mustache breathed a sigh of relief, and the brush in his hand finally left the drawing board in front of him; There was a clear and cheerful smile on his slightly old and thin face, and the other dictatorial widow who was accompanied only by a pet dog and a mistress was completely two people.

"Your Majesty, the portrait painting has been completed, please read it." The mustache expertly put the paintbrush and paint box into the toolbox, and then confidently rotated the easel to show his work in front of Qingying. Qingying's breath stagnated, and her gaze could no longer be withdrawn from the scroll like a magnet attached to iron. He saw a handsome and handsome middle-aged emperor sitting in front of a wide and heavy desk, with a solemn and benevolent expression on his face; Under the perfect background color of each layer and the furnishings around him, a majestic and majestic imperial aura has been blown through the drawing paper.

"Is this really me?" Qingying muttered, and there was already a look of surprise in her eyes. The biggest advantage of traditional portraits over photographs is that the artist can artistically process the original image, making the characters more full and vivid, as if they were living creatures with souls. By the standard of this painting, the mustache is no longer much taller than the half-hanged man who could only draw postcards on the streets; No wonder he was the one who walked into this study today and had a cross-dimensional meeting with himself!

"Thank you, Mr. Hitler. I hope that your future career and life will always be smooth. Qingying held a slightly cold right hand and whispered in words from her heart. (To be continued......)

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