Mo woke up, the fan was paved, Lin Wanmo saw Liu Jing who ran out to "clean his hands" again, and pursed his lips, "Let's do this again." ”

"Sir, I don't know if you want to be a child, oh, no, what do you want me to inscribe?" Holding the pen in hand, Liu Jing, who originally seemed a little silent, suddenly seemed much calmer and more relaxed.

"This painting, near the water willow and the mountain pine, just write the song 'Liu Dongyan first comes, Bosheng goose will go.'" Only the little song is high, and the sky is free'. ”

Liu Jing recited it silently in her heart and praised it loudly: "Good poetry, wonderful." Then I'm going to put pen to paper. ”

"Please ......".

The pen is full of ink, waving the paper, like walking dragons and snakes, flowing clouds and water, but a little moment, a wave of it.

When Liu Jing put down the pen, Chen Zheng, who had already been unable to hold it down, took the folding fan over, like a treasure, while carefully breathing on it, drying the ink, while admiring: "The font is thin and chic, the strokes are fine, the edges and corners are sharp, this hand is lined, compared with Liu Gongquan's real handwriting, it is not much better." Little friend, you must have practiced a lot. ”

"It's a lot of practice, and it can be regarded as a small practice."

"Tsk, girl, you have to learn something."

"Is it that good?" Lin Wanmo muttered softly, pretending to have a disapproving expression on her little face.

In fact, she has been under the supervision of her parents since she was a child, copying according to the regular script, and the calligraphy is also a little successful. I had been watching from the side just now, and I could naturally see that the few lines written by Liu Jing had a faint demeanor.

It's just that this guy has been here for two days, and he let her eat for two days, and even the two people who usually hurt him the most seem to be completely biased towards him, and he seems to have "fallen out of favor" all of a sudden, and she can happily clap her hands and praise, so there is really a ghost.

The little Jiujiu in her heart, Chen Zheng, who had already regarded her as his own, couldn't see it, but he didn't comfort Lin Wanmo, but he didn't hit her again. Lin Wanmo is smart and smart, beautiful and beautiful, whether at home or at school, she is very popular with everyone, she can be regarded as a little girl who is loved by thousands of people, and it is also a good thing to occasionally frustrate her spirit.

When he thought of this, Chen Zheng, who was a bit of an "old naughty boy", suddenly had a very interesting idea.

He smiled and said to Liu Jing: "Liu Xiaoyou, I heard Lao Lin say something about you, what about him here, after ten days and a half months, it will become cold, and when he looks at it alone, it will be almost the same." If you decide that you don't plan to go back yet, I have an idea. ”

When Liu Jing heard this, his face changed slightly, how could he not understand the meaning of Chen Zheng's words.

Chen Zheng was also worried that he had misunderstood, so he hurriedly continued: "Don't think about it, it's not that I want to drive you away, but I have a more suitable place for you." Interested in listening? ”

"Mr. Chen, you might as well talk about it." Liu Jing also quickly regained her indifference, made a deferential appearance, and sent people under the fence, no matter what, it was actually not his turn to choose.

"I'm going to hire you as a professor at our academy."

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"What, Professor? Lao Chen is sure it's not a joke, right? I cleaned up the store in advance, cooked a large table of good dishes at home, and took out the "daughter red" that I had treasured for many years to entertain old friends and Liu Jing.

"Why, Liu Xiaoyou's paintings, you have seen them, and you have also read the words he wrote in the new book today, do you think his level is not enough?" Chen Zheng looked at the afternoon and heard his proposal, but he was slightly stunned, and then he was neither humble nor arrogant, and calmly accepted his Liu Jing, and couldn't help but sigh, this young man's bearing is really extraordinary, and he doesn't know what kind of family background can teach such a talent.

"Brother Liu's level, there must be nothing to say, but he is also too young, I'm afraid he won't be able to convince the public, right? What will happen to you? Dad Lin looked at Liu Jing, who chewed slowly as soon as he got on the dinner table, and drank with a bold and crisp drink, and he really loved talents, but he was still a little worried about his early twenties, similar to his daughter.

"It's just a visiting professor, but I just talk about my own experience, and I don't need any teaching experience. With my Chen Zheng's face, I can still arrange it. Chen Zheng was there, and replied quite confidently, "Ah......, Lao Lin, it's better to make your home-brewed old wine, let's not say anything else, come, happy today, Liu Xiaoyou, Lin Ran, all raise their glasses and come together." ”

"Dry ......"

"Dry ......"

After a round of drinking, Dad Lin filled everyone's wine again, then looked at Chen Zheng, who was still unsatisfied, and asked, "Then are you going to let Brother Liu give lectures at those ages?" ”

"Well, well, I think Xiao Mo's art department is quite suitable." Chen Zheng glanced at Lin Wanmo, who began to be sullen when he heard that Liu Jing was going to his school as a visiting professor, and smiled slightly, quite proud.

"Ah, this ......" Dad Lin was surprised at first, and then nodded slowly, his daughter happened to focus on calligraphy and painting, listening to the experience of her peers, she might really be able to gain a lot.

Listening to the decision of his "Uncle Chen", Lin Wanmo picked up the rice bowl, angrily picked up the white rice in the bowl, and pulled a small face, as if the bowl of white rice had some deep hatred with her.

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Early the next morning, Chen Zheng left, and when he left, he not only took away the folding fan inscribed by Liu Jing, but also took away the small half of Lin's father's old wine, so distressed that Lin's father almost didn't jump his feet, and threatened to let him not come to fight his own autumn wind again if he had nothing to do in the future.

Chen Zheng laughed, hugged the wine bottle, took the folding fan, and left satisfied, and said happily: "With these two good things, it's worth it if you can't take the high-speed rail plane." ”

In the past two days, Liu Jing and Lin Wanmo have completed a lot of fans, which are enough to sell for a while, so Lin Wanmo, who is not in a high mood, is ready to go out to sketch. I heard that I was going to Phoenix Mountain in the back, and Liu Jing was going to follow, Lin Wanmo said that he would not take him, but Lin Dad said that he was just taking Liu Jing for a walk, and Lin Wanmo had no choice but to pick up the drawing board, didn't say anything, and left with a hum.

Liu Jing didn't care about Lin Wanmo's disgusted look, and followed cheekily step by step.

Phoenix Mountain is not high, and it is not too far to walk along the village road. The shape of the mountain is not seen at all like a phoenix, but I heard the old people say that there used to be a colorful phoenix inhabiting this mountain, and the colorful phoenix flew out of the cave, so it is called such a name.

It's just that recently I heard that it is being maintained, and a cordon has been set up on the perimeter, so at this time, there are no pedestrians approaching this side.

In the middle of the Phoenix Mountain, there is a gold and silver cave, the hole is not deep, and it is divided into two fork holes.

The bigger one, there are a few natural stones like ingots on the stone wall inside, the local people are popular, the stone ingots here are fairy stones, people only need to touch it, they can make a windfall, a million profits, so this fork hole is called "ingots hole" again.

The one on the left is a little smaller, much more ordinary, except for the half-human-high place on the inner wall, there is a small stone platform protruding, and above the small stone platform there is a carved box, like a door-like thing, nothing else.

There is also a ring on the left side of the box, which looks like a door knocker, and I don't know when the locals call it "Shenmen Cave"

In the "Yuanbao Cave", there are usually many tourists, but in this "Shenmen Cave", almost no one comes in, or they just take a quick glance when they come in, and they leave.

As a resident of a local town, Lin Wanmo has naturally been here, not touching those stone bumps like people. Instead, there is a platform outside the Jinyin Cave, which can overlook the entire Lanshui Ancient Town, which is an excellent place for sketching.

Lin Wanmo, who was wearing a white sportswear, got on the platform, wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, combed the hair around her ears, set up the drawing board, opened the stationery bag, painted it, and didn't look at Liu Jing beside her.

Standing on the side, watching the scenery of the town gradually generate under Lin Wanmo's pen, Liu Jing nodded, shook her head again, and stopped talking a few times.

After a while, seeing that Lin Wanmo didn't plan to take care of herself, Liu Jing sighed lightly, turned around and entered the "Gold and Silver Cave" behind her.