The only thing Wan Changsheng can remember afterwards about this wine may be that Lao Tong was in Lao Cao's studio, taking advantage of the wine, and painted a Chinese painting with oil paint!

And it's painted on a frame of an oil painting stretched up on linen!

Is this a Chinese painting or an oil painting?

Wan Changsheng was completely shocked by these seniors.

The world of painting has such an endless imagination.

The hearty picture not only has the chic and agile freehand of Chinese painting, but also the heavy atmosphere of oil paint mixed with linen.

This kept churning in Wan Changsheng's mind, which was swirling with countless stars.

Wan Changsheng couldn't remember what exactly was painted, but the heroic vigor of the great ingenuity lingered, as if he still vaguely felt that he had done something stupid.

But when he woke up, he was already lying at home in Guanyin Village.

He sat up with a splitting headache, but saw a frame of an oil painting standing in his room.

On the screen is a goshawk that is proud of the world, Wan Changsheng looked a little stupid.

Something in my chest was still churning, not to vomit, but to echo in the air.

As if it flowed out naturally, he whispered: "Therefore, the bird has a phoenix and the fish has a kun, the phoenix hits nine thousand miles, the clouds are overwhelming, the sky is negative, the feet are chaotic and the clouds are floating, soaring above the underworld......"

The sound is also uncontrollably louder and louder, and there is a feeling of stepping on the clouds and overlooking the earth.

Huanhuan jumped in when she heard this: "Hehe, you finally woke up and sang this again...... Hahaha. ”

Wan Changsheng shook his head a little drowsy: "What? How did I get back......"

Jia Huanhuan poured hot water on the washbasin rack at the root of the wall in the room, tested the water temperature, wrung a hot towel over, and spread it on Wan Changsheng's face: "Yesterday afternoon, Mr. Cao called me, we called someone to take you home, and they also recorded a video for you, that is, when you were painting this picture, you have been dancing and dancing next to you, and this is what you are singing." ”

It turns out that it is this kind of crazy celebrity style that flutters!

Wan Changsheng was stunned, and then ashamed: "Drink too much, drink too much, shame people, and never drink like this in the future." ”

If you put a towel on your face, you will be able to cover your face, and you will see people in the future.

Jia Huanhuan helped him get a hot towel again, wrapped it in his hand and pinched it with his fingers, but his mouth was disapproving: "It's worth being happy, return the champion of Brother Changsheng, so many teachers are happy for you, I heard them say that this painting is worth a lot of money, tell us not to break it in the car, my dad specially called a van to load it back, is it very valuable?" ”

Wan Changsheng was at a loss: "I don't know...... Maybe I should call and say thank you. ”

Finally sobered up under the stimulation of the hot steam, when Wan Changsheng found his mobile phone and began to look for Lao Cao's phone number, he naturally saw the missed calls of Du Wen and Su Qidong, and there were many people who cared about him.

Even if they may all find their own information from Lao Cao.

But out of reason, Wan Changsheng still sent a message to inform them separately: "In the event of some accidents, the school withdrew the investigation of this exam fraud incident and restored my results, so after that, I drank too much with Mr. Cao and his group, and I am drunk until now, so let me rest and explain in detail." ”

Su Qidong immediately replied with a message: "Real gold is not afraid of fire, congratulations, buddy is also waiting to have a drink with you to celebrate, then we will start your school examination champion experience analysis template, wait for the good news." ”

And Du Wen has no news.

Wan Changsheng copied and pasted it into the WeChat group of the intensive cram school, and added a thank you for your concern.

attracted groups of classmates to say goodbye, and asked him to send red envelopes to spread joy.

Fortunately, Wan Changsheng has transferred and sent red envelopes to Du Wen in the past few months, and he has been skillful in operation.

By the way, he also saw his group of parents of students in the art training class of Guanyin Village, Wan Changsheng immediately apologized in the group, saying that he had gone to Jiangzhou to do things in the past few days, delayed the training and study, and asked the children if there was any problem with resuming classes tomorrow.

As a result, one stone stirred up the excitement of a thousand waves, causing Jia Huanhuan to pour a basin and jump in: "Ouch, you just woke up and started Zhang Luo to class again...... I haven't finished drinking yet! ”

Drink again?

When he walked out of the gate of the Wanjia compound, Wan Changsheng was a little dumbfounded.

The villagers set up a flowing water seat on the bluestone slab avenue again, and saw Wan Changsheng come out, and even more people were getting up to congratulate him.

And this is the result of everyone going to Jiangzhou to make a fuss, and the atmosphere is naturally more enthusiastic.

Alas, Wan Changsheng had no choice but to insist on drinking again.

In the end, Jia Huanhuan tried his best to protect Wan Changsheng and helped him to rest in the stele forest.

is also wine, there is no such wildness of people in the same way, and Wan Changsheng, who has nowhere to put his hands and feet, wants to drink two more glasses with others and chat a few words.

Looking up, the stone monuments on the mountain looked at him quietly, but no one accompanied him to say anything.

Wan Changsheng even wanted to paint something, but in fact, the skills he was good at had always been relatively fine brushwork and light colors, and there was no such heroic characteristics of splashed ink freehand landscapes.

Watching Jia Huanhuan running in and out, he was busy trying to let Brother Changsheng sleep comfortably.

Wan Changsheng still decided to write calligraphy, he is not good at freehand, and it is always okay to write some wild grass to express his emotions.

And what came at his fingertips was naturally Li Bai's song "Will Enter the Wine": "You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and it flows to the sea and does not return......"

It's as if a friend is singing in front of me.

After changing several brushstrokes, indulging in them, and exuding the feeling of alcohol all over my body, I felt a lot more comfortable.

I have to admit that Wan Changsheng, who returned to the Forest of Steles, was lonely.

If you haven't experienced it, that's it.

After really feeling it among those artists, Wan Changsheng yearned from the bottom of his heart.

It is a kind of communication feeling of being understood, recognized, even if it is refuted and ridiculed, but also knowing.

This feeling, when Du Wen called in the evening, also seemed very clear: "I accompanied my grandmother to the cemetery to see my grandfather, by the way, I accompanied her to sit in the small bar in Houhai for an afternoon, the afternoon in Pingjing is sunny, I haven't been so relaxed with my grandmother for a long time, she feels that I am not in love, the whole person does not have the tense feeling before, next time I come to Pingjing to accompany me to see the old man." ”

Wan Changsheng didn't fall into the pit: "It's right to visit the elderly, but it's not the identity of love, I won't drink so much wine in the future, and I'll lose my temper if I drink too much." ”

Du Wen's attitude is different: "Engaging in art work, it is not a bad thing to drink some wine to make yourself have a creative state, you are also a little strict with your self-control, relax, don't think too much about other things, complicated things, and pay attention to your favorite art creation, whether it is painting or carving, enjoy the process to the fullest, which is worthy of all your luck." ”

Wan Changsheng understood in seconds: "Yes, we are lucky to meet the skills where our talents are, lucky to grow up in an environment with this condition, fortunate to be in this peaceful era where we can pursue art, including my current incident, which is both inevitable and full of luck, so we can improve ourselves to live up to this luck, right?" ”

Du Wen seemed to be lying on the bed softly, and her voice was soft and a little nasal: "Well, when I called Mr. Cao yesterday, he was a little drunk and had a big tongue, and he praised you very well, but what is the specific process?" Tell me about it, to be more detailed, I like to hear it. ”

Wan Changsheng almost sank into this gentle township, he was really intoxicated by the voice over there, and just said that he had called the art supplies store at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, and he was oops: "It's over, I've ordered a few large seal stones to carve things, and I forgot to take it when I was drunk, so I won't tell you, I have to hurry up." ”

Du Wen heard his lame emergency brake, and hung up the phone with disdain.

But Wan Changsheng dreamed of Du Du again tonight, but whether there was a voice in the dream, I can't remember.

It's distressing.