Confucius's red rainbow descended from the sky and turned into topaz, and Mu Zhengyang's glow was just a few hazy gases.

Although the two are far from each other in terms of quality, there are many similarities overall.

"The air is clearer than the one who floats up, and the one who condenses under the heavy turbidity of the air is the ground. ”

"The rainbow name is the lewdness of heaven and earth, and the toad in the moon is the essence of the moon. ”

These few sentences of description of qi reminded Mu Zhengyang of the gas floating out of the corpse of the black black snake, could it be that it was also a form of gas?

Mu Zhengyang read "Kindergarten Qionglin" with relish, and found the clue from this Mongolian book.

Following.

Mu Zhengyang picked some cucumbers and tomatoes from the vegetable field and put them in the bamboo basket, and as soon as he came back from the vegetable field, he walked to the hillside, and met Zhao Shiran and a few strangers.

The weather in August and September is known as the autumn tiger, which shows how hot the weather is.

The physical fitness of the few people brought by Zhao Shiran was okay, but they were all tired and sweaty when climbing the mountain in the high temperature.

One of them was a little older, about twenty-seven or eighteen, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and he came out to climb the mountain wearing a white shirt.

Others have a little messy hair due to the hot weather, but this person's seven-point head is still meticulous, and he looks very elegant.

The rest of the people are all about the same age as Zhao Shiran, and among them is a round-faced girl with a student's head, who holds Zhao Shiran's wrist affectionately, and the relationship should be very close.

Zhao Shiran met Mu Zhengyang around the corner and said in surprise: "Teacher, you are still in the academy!"

The round-faced girl with the student's head pulled Zhao Shiran's arm, and whispered in Zhao Shiran's ear with a suspicious face, "Are you sure this is your teacher, not your senior brother?"

Zhao Shiran glanced at the round-faced girl with the student's head, and replied with a little pride: "Of course! My own teacher can still admit mistakes? My teacher is indeed a little younger, but his attainments in calligraphy are at everyone's level!"

The round-faced girl with the student's head muttered, "It's not just a little younger, it's just young enough to foul!"

Standing behind the girl with a round face with a student's head and a round face, a tall but rather thin girl also looked at Mu Zhengyang curiously and said: "Our teacher is young enough, I didn't expect your teacher to be even younger, it seems that he is only one or two years older than us!"

"Well, and our teacher is not from an art academy, the teacher is naturally self-taught, and he has obtained the true meaning of 'willow bone and face rhyme' in his books, and has formed his own unique style!", Zhao Shiran has been in the academy for these days, and has regarded Mu Zhengyang as a teacher from the bottom of his heart, and has maintained Mu Zhengyang's image very much in front of outsiders, and said to the round-faced girl with a smile on the head of the foreign student: "You guys are really lucky, I just planned to take you up to Wangri Cliff to see the scenery, but I didn't expect to meet the teacher!" My dad has been here twice, and he hasn't seen my teacher yet!"

Do you talk about people to your face?

Mu Zhengyang heard their conversation clearly, responded to everyone with a smile, and then said to Zhao Shiran: "Ranran, these are your friends! The weather is hot, let's go and sit in the academy!"

Zhao Shiran nodded, introduced to Mu Zhengyang as he walked, and first pulled the round-faced girl who was the head of the international student and said: "She is my high school classmate Gao Miaomiao, these are her classmates at Changhe Art College, and that is the instructor of their summer sketching class this summer!"

The twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man in a white shirt and glasses was not good at words, and he made a good draft in his heart before greeting Mu Zhengyang: "I am Lu Yuanxing, a teacher majoring in Chinese painting at Changhe Art Institute, and this time I originally took them to Tieshan to sketch, and I heard this Zhao girl say that there is another mountain in Xizhong County, which is the highest mountain in the south of Hanjiang Province, and the scenery is beautiful and very suitable for sketching, so I took the students over to take a look! Here are thousands of peaks and emeralds, and it is indeed a place for sketching!"

Changhe is the capital of Hanjiang Province, and Changhe Art Institute is a provincial key art college, which is far from Zhao Shiran's Lumei, but it is still second to none in Hanjiang Province.

Mu Zhengyang had heard the name of Changhe Art Academy a few times before, but it was still very unfamiliar.

There are friends from afar, and they are happy.

Recently, he has also dabbled in Chinese painting landscapes, flowers and birds, and figures, but he has not yet communicated with anyone.

This person can serve as a teacher at Changhe Art Academy, so he must have a certain level, and it is also excellent to have the opportunity to communicate.

Mu Zhengyang replied with a smile: "Welcome to Mr. Lu to bring students to Tiannan Mountain to sketch. ”

Lu Yuanxing said politely: "Excuse me Mr. Mu!"

After arriving at the academy, Gao Miaomiao introduced several other students to Mu Zhengyang.

Mu Zhengyang went to clean the freshly picked fruit and prepare to entertain the guests, but he heard shouts coming from the main hall of the academy.

A petite girl fainted to the ground without warning, Mu Zhengyang knew through Gao Miaomiao's previous introduction that her name was Lin Jiao, her body was convulsing, it seemed that she should have suffered from heat stroke, and it was severe.

Lu Yuanxing's expression was cold, he did not panic at all, he had experience in outdoor sketching, and he had already prepared the heatstroke medicine Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, which was carried by a boy in the class.

Zhang Dada is about 1.7 meters tall, he looks white and chubby, his hair is combed and shiny, maybe he is surrounded by girls, and his words and deeds are also a little feminine, anxiously rummaging in the schoolbag, but when he got all the things in the schoolbag, he didn't see Huoxiang Zhengqi Shui!

Lu Yuanxing glared at Zhang Dadao: "What about Huoxiang Zhengqi Water?"

Zhang Dada suddenly thought of what was going on, and said in a panic: "When I went up the mountain to rest and drink water, I took Huoxiang Zhengqi Water out of my schoolbag and put it next to the stone, and I forgot to put it in......"

Mild heat stroke can be treated without heatstroke medicine, but severe heat stroke has a fatality rate of 40%, and the slightest carelessness may cause death.

Lu Yuanxing is the instructor of this summer sketching class, and he is primarily responsible for the accident, pointing at Zhang Dada, "You, you, you...... , how can you lose something so important?".

Zhao Shiran, Gao Miaomiao and others also turned pale, and Zhang Dada lowered his head, full of shame and fear in his heart!

Mu Zhengyang asked Zhao Shiran to hold the fruit plate in his hand, took a tomato from it, and said to Gao Miaomiao: "Help open her mouth." ”

Gao Miaomiao had never experienced this kind of thing, and listened to Mu Zhengyang's command with a smile.

Mu Zhengyang squatted down and crushed the tomatoes in his hand, and the bright red juice flowed into Lin Jiao's mouth.