Wu Sangui looked unhappy and said in a deep voice, "it''s Chen Yuanyuan of Wu Sangui!"

    This old traitor! It''s so awesome! I really want to smoke!

    Maybe Ya also wanted to smoke me and stare at my face. I pulled Liu Laoliu aside and said, "what''s he doing here?"

    Liu Laoliu peeled a pistachio and said, "he''s always a celebrity. You can''t ask him to come without a stain. If there''s no stain, he''s not a person."

    "Then you can''t just send traitors to me. Besides, Wu Sangui has many enemies!"

    Liu Laoliu threw pistachios into his mouth: "so this is the test for you. Why didn''t I see you complain when I helped you get 5 million?"

    I protested: "what I said at the beginning was to only receive customers and come according to the contract. I received Liangshan hero. I don''t take charge of the four heavenly kings. Now there is another Wu Sangui. What should I do if he Tiandou wants to take out Li Zicheng? You are unilaterally in breach of contract and should pay me more."

    Liu Laoliu said slowly, "then don''t wait for he Tiandou. I''ll take Chen Jinnan down from above first. You have to take care of it according to the rules?"

    Me: "

    Liu Laoliu saw that I was dumb, Patted me on the shoulder and said earnestly: "time is tight, the task is urgent, it''s normal to complain, but I can''t slow down. In fact, I didn''t help you less. Chen Jinnan really has it, but I arranged for him to come next year. It''s not a light burden for you? Therefore, the organization not only trusts you, but also has been ensuring the smooth development of your work..."

    I said, "listen to your tone, you''re asking for a rebate. Why don''t you take this cookie with Zhao Bailian copied?" At last I remembered something. Say to Liu Laoliu, "Hey, by the way, ask you something serious..."

    Liu Laoliu interrupted me and said, "it''s not time to get paid!"

    "Not this!"

    "I''ll lend you the money and pay you back next month."

    "... not that!"

    "Oh? Then ask."

    I restrained my strong desire to strangle him and said, "a horse still remembers its previous landlord. Why?"

    Liu Laoliu naturally said: "That''s normal. Horses, cows, cats and dogs are all psychic animals, that is, they are said to have heavy Yin Qi. Although not all of them can remember what their predecessors were, compared with other animals, they have a high probability of immortal memory for several generations. People say that old horses know the way, but why do some ponies know the way? Why do some cats and dogs always be docile, but they don''t know the way Will suddenly burst into attack on individuals? "

    I said with horror, "because they have enemies with those people in their previous lives?"

    Liu nodded and said, "well, of course - it may also be because of illness."

    I: "..." I suddenly remembered that in those years, I was particularly vulnerable to dog bites. I became our local wonder with an average of 4 mouths a month, which was the same as the GDP growth rate of our city. My heart was cool. Did I sell dog meat in my last life? Even if it''s not, it''s time to take rabies vaccine. The incubation period is up to 20 years. I don''t know if it''s still useful now. I''m really afraid that one day I will become afraid of light, water, pee under the electric pole, and smell others when I see the opposite sex

    I asked Liu Laoliu again, "what about the man? Is the probability of such a situation high?"

    Liu Laoliu said: "It''s not without it, but it''s almost one in a hundred million. Moreover, such people are usually too paranoid to forget the past. They struggle with the medicine after drinking Mengpo soup. In this way, they will certainly damage their brain to a certain extent. After birth, they can grow up very little. Even if they grow up, they are not crazy or stupid. Therefore, they can succeed It can be said that there are few memories left in the previous life. "

    Isn''t that guy who calls himself Zhoucang hanging?

    I grabbed Liu Laoliu and said, "then ask the last question."

    Liu Laoliu said, "just ask, there is nothing your grandpa doesn''t know about the sky and the earth."

    "Can you really repay the money you lent me next month?"

    Liu Laoliu suddenly stumbled at his feet. The old liar pretended to be drunk and ran away.

    I looked at Yan Zhenqing and Zhang Zeduan and said respectfully, "you two, please follow me." Then he looked at Wu Sangui. He seemed to find that I didn''t catch a cold with him. He looked at me coldly. I had to reluctantly say, "you go with me." Wu Sangui snorted and stood up to follow us out.

    no way out. You can beat and scold Wen traitors like Qin Hui. But Wuhan traitors like Wu Sangui are hard to deal with. It''s no problem for the old guy to hit me three or five times. And I heard that although the old traitor surrendered left and right, he had few defeats in his life except that he was finally exterminated by the Qing government. Even Kangxi''s grandfather praised the old boy for being brave.

    Yan Zhenqing knew that Zhang Zeduan was engaged in art at this time, and then politely bowed his hand to Wu Sangui: "this fellow has not learned yet?"

    Wu Sangui said faintly, "Wu is just a martial artist. He doesn''t hesitate to let tens of thousands of soldiers throw their heads and shed blood for a woman. In the end, he is still two faced and despised!" He glared at me.

    Is this a wrong attitude?

    Yan Zhenqing listened to the fog and had to say perfunctorily, "ha ha, only heroes can be true. Brother Wu has a good spirit."

    At this time, Zhang Zeduan said to me, "Xiaoqiang, as the spokesman of Xianting (will there be this word?), must be excellent in both books and poetry. I don''t know what great works will be handed down, so that we can look forward and learn?"

    Run on me? I said awkwardly, "how can I say that? I''m a baiding..." is there anyone named Xiaoqiang in shushishuang? Old man Zhang is really wooden.

    Zhang Zeduan wanted to ask again. Yan Zhenqing had seen that I was a little uncomfortable and hurried to round the court: "Xiaoqiang''s virtuous brother is really modest. I''ll learn from him in the future."

    After getting on the bus, I turned back and said to Zhang Zeduan, "old Zhang, it seems that your picture of going to the river during the Qingming Festival was a little incomplete after it was spread. Would you like to take advantage of this time to do another one?"

    Zhang Zeduan resolutely shook his head and said, "it''s a painter''s basic ethics to paint different paintings with the same people." Later, I pondered the meaning of his sentence. It probably means that if a painter succeeds with a work, if he will only repeat the original content continuously, it will be a waste of artistic life. After all, artists want to create, not make. It seems that it is unrealistic for the old man to reproduce the picture of the river on the Qingming Festival. Even if he can draw it, he will lack aura.

    Zhang Zeduan looked at the traffic outside the car and said, "if you are busy here, you can draw."

    I was startled and hurriedly said, "don''t waste your inspiration. If you want to go to a crowded place, I''ll take you to Futai Road, or let''s go to the bar street in the evening." It''s interesting to think about it. If master Zhang painted the picture of shopping in Futai road or the picture of looking for beauty in a bar street under my guidance, i... then I would be a national sinner.

    Zhang Zeduan didn''t listen to me at all. Just looking out in a daze, Yan Zhenqing said, "don''t disturb him. Painting is natural and has a better chance."

    Zhang Zeduan smiled at Yan Zhenqing to express his thanks and entered the Daze mode again.

    At the school gate, Yan Zhenqing suddenly shouted, "stay!"

    When I slammed on the brake, Wu Sangui''s face changed greatly and subconsciously pulled out a knife at his waist. While glancing around vigilantly, he asked in a deep voice, "is there an ambush?"

    Zhang Zeduan also woke up from meditation, rubbed his forehead and asked, "what''s the matter?"

    Yan Zhenqing poked his head out of the window, looked at the flag of our school in the sky, and said intoxicated, "who did this? Really, it can be called a double masterpiece of calligraphy and painting, huh. A line of characters actually uses two styles. The first three characters imitate the calligrapher Wang Youjun, but the last three characters don''t know which master hand they are, but they are also one of their own..."

    Zhang Zeduan put his head out of the other window. Then he said, "the hard thing is that the painting is also full of form and spirit. It is as arrogant as Wu (Daozi) and in a manner like Yan (Liben). It''s wonderful!"

    I threw myself into the ground and said, "both of you are right. Our flag is greatly cooperated by the four. The first three words are not mold land, that is written by Wang Xizhi. The last three words are modified by Liu Gongquan. As for the painting..."

    "Oh, is Wang Youjun really here?"

    Before I finished speaking, Yan Zhenqing, who was steady and accessible, immediately shouted.

    As soon as we got off the bus, an old man came face to face. I immediately showed them: "that''s Lu Yu, the tea saint." Without waiting to say hello, I pointed to another old man wearing reading glasses and a notebook who had just finished class with the children and said, "that''s the miracle doctor Bian que. Another miracle doctor Hua Tuo is in the school medical room." Bian que is now learning Pinyin and simplified characters with junior students.

    Passing by the auditorium, we saw Wu Daozi. The old man was standing on the ladder drawing me a dome in his newspaper hat. Yan Liben was standing on the wall painting 72 sages of Kong men. I think everyone is in the same trade. It is necessary to introduce them to Zhang Zeduan. Yan Liben waved to us and said, "wait a minute, I''ll finish painting Yan Hui, and I''ll just write a few strokes -"

    Yan Zhenqing sighed: "you are really a gathering of talents."

    I took him and said, "go, I''ll find Wang Xizhi for you."

    When they arrived at the ladder classroom, Wang Xizhi and Liu Gongquan were busy. Wang Xizhi wrote: study hard and make progress every day, and Liu Gongquan wrote: work hard, simple, lively and progressive. These works will be paired in each class in the future. This is also an expedient measure. No matter how well written, this kind of content will probably not be recognized? Of course, this is not their main task. There are several steles waiting for them to expand in the new campus. Now it is to practice calligraphy.

    After a while, Wu Daozi and Yan Liben also arrived. There was a lot of excitement when you met. Zhang Zeduan was the smallest here. As soon as he saw everyone, he rubbed his hands and said, "brothers, it''s not easy for us to get together here. I think of a problem." It can be seen that master Zhang was very excited and changed his stupidity just now.

    Yan Liben and Wu Daozi said together, "Oh, good brother, please talk."

    Zhang Zeduan said, "when I was in the dynasty, Emperor Huizong of the holy emperor once wrote a title called ''the fragrance of Horseshoes returning from stepping on flowers'', which used paintings to show the scene at that time, especially how to highlight the word'' fragrance ''. Can the two brothers have a good plan?"

    Wu Daozi said with a smile, "why don''t you and I make a painting at the same time, and then please comment?"

    As soon as Wang Xizhi heard that the three painting saints wanted to fight painting, it was a rare event for thousands of years. They clapped with Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan. Wu Sangui said impatiently, "you get it, I''ll go outside." I ignored him.

    The pen, ink and paint in the classroom are ready-made, and the three masters in the painting world each have a table. Yan Liben said, "shall we limit the time to one column of incense?" The two nodded.

    But where can I find incense for them? Finally, I lit a cigarette, put it upside down on the table and said, "gentlemen, just make do. It''s limited to three cigarettes. The time is about the same."

    Therefore, in the smoke of the white sand, the three masters splashed ink. It would have been better to have some more music. Unfortunately, Yu Boya fell the piano.

    Wang Xizhi, though they are not good at painting. But he also had deep artistic attainments. He looked around the three people and was intoxicated.

    The strokes of the three men are different. Wu Daozi draws the fastest. In a twinkling of an eye, a galloping horse leaps onto the paper. The knight bows and looks at the front, full of dynamics. It''s just that he can''t see how to express this sweet word for a moment.

    Yan Liben slowly drew little people on the paper, but he didn''t even have a horse, which was even more inexplicable.

    Only Zhang Zeduan drew a hesitant horse step by step, but there was no sign of where the incense came from.

    When the two cigarettes burned out, there were fresh clothes and angry horses on Wu Daozi''s paper. Yan Liben painted more than a dozen small people of all kinds, but there was still no shadow of horses. Zhang Zeduan continued to enrich his figure of men and horses. It can be said that these three paintings can be regarded as the fine works of traditional Chinese painting by this time, and the brushwork structure is skilled. However, the word "Xiang" has not been highlighted.

    I put the last cigarette on the table - fortunately, it was a column of incense. The idea of several masters to work slowly and carefully had to be nicotine poisoning.

    I was worried. It seemed that Wang Xizhi could not hold his breath. Although they still had a leisurely look with their hands on their backs, they obviously accelerated their pace and looked at these painters before and after.

    When the last cigarette was less than three centimeters long, Wu Daozi suddenly straightened up and wiped a sweat. I thought he was going to finish it. Who knows, after wiping his sweat, he immediately widened his eyes and leaned down again, as if he had entered the final sprint. He shook his wrists and drew a series of ink dots behind the hind hoof of the horse on his paper. The ink spread. I also saw that it represented many petals. So. His painting became a knight, riding a whip and pedaling out petals all the way. Although the season can''t be seen from the knight''s lichen, it goes without saying that people can feel the full spring from these petals. At this time, Wu Daozi breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that he has really finished his work this time.

    At this time, the smoke was burning to the last trace, but there were only a group of stunned villains on Yan Liben''s paper, and I was stunned too - it seems that Yan Lao is going to lose in his intention. Unexpectedly, Yan Liben suddenly painted a horse that was about to disappear in the vision, and then ordered some flowers and bones next to the heads and bodies of these villains

    Looking at this painting, the state is different immediately. Those flowers and bones have indicated the season, and now we can understand that the expression on the faces of those villains is actually a kind of intoxicated in the fragrance of flowers. Yan Liben''s painting is unique, and it really deserves its reputation.

    But Zhang Zeduan didn''t seem to notice the time at all. He was still seriously sketching his man and horse like a primary school student. The pace of the horse was very leisurely, and people had nothing to say, but he couldn''t see the flowers and incense. Wouldn''t master Zhang draw anything else except the picture of the river at the Qingming Festival? He came up with the problem.

    But no one expected that in the last few seconds, Zhang Zeduan, with a wooden face, added two dancing butterflies around a raised rear hoof of the horse in the painting

    Then the third cigarette went out completely.

    Wang Xizhi was stunned for a long time. Then he couldn''t help praising: "wonderful!"

    Because Zhang Zeduan was the last to finish painting, Wu Daozi and Yan Liben also stood beside him. After seeing his last stroke, they said together, "I lost."

    In Zhang Zeduan''s painting, one person and one horse are walking leisurely on the way home. Two butterflies fly up and down around the horse''s hoof. Coupled with the poem "horse''s hoof fragrance after stepping on flowers", people can see the fragrance of the painting. It''s really unique!

    After enjoying Zhang Zeduan''s painting for a long time, Wu Daozi and Yan Liben said, "brother Zhang has a novel intention and clever layout, which is more than one chip higher than us."

    Zhang Zeduan blushed and said, "I''m ashamed. In fact, one of my colleagues thought of this idea at the beginning. Today, I just draw a ladle to show my two brothers."

    Yan Liben said, "even so, we are satisfied to see such paintings."

    Wu Daozi took his picture, looked at it for a while and said to himself, "I have ''returning from stepping on flowers'', but it''s a pity that I can only afford to'' return from stepping on flowers quickly '', which has nothing to do with incense."

    Yan Liben put his work over, shook his head and said, "as for my painting, the fragrance is fragrant, but I can''t see that it''s because of stepping on flowers. It failed."

    Seeing that he was very depressed, I said, "in fact, I can see it by adding two more strokes."

    "Oh?" Yan Liben''s eyes lit up and put the picture in front of me: "where do you say to add it?"

    I gripped the brush like a chicken claw mad, drew three wavy lines behind the horse''s ass in his painting, then threw the pen and said, "don''t you see it?"

    Yan Liben looked carefully from left to right and asked, "what is this?"

    I pointed to the three wavy lines and said, "this is the aroma."

    "Visible... Aroma?"

    I said, "yes, this is surrealism."

    "... surrealism?"

    "That is to express the invisible things in the form of physical objects, such as aroma, emotion and black lines..."

    ... the three masters came together with black lines to listen to my talk. Although they didn''t all understand, they finally showed some interest. Yan Liben smiled and said, "it''s very interesting. It seems that Xiaoqiang is not simple."

    Zhang Zeduan said, "I''ll tell you, why doesn''t the spokesman of xiantingdi have real skills? Today, I think Xiaoqiang is better than us."

    I am so beautiful!

    I always thought that the three wavy lines I painted were surrealism. I also thought that they served as the link between Chinese and Western cultures. Later, I learned that they were not. Wavy lines were not surrealism, nor were they representatives of Western painting school, because there were no such things in western classic oil paintings, and there were no wavy lines full of food on the table in the last supper, In the Mona Lisa''s smile, I don''t see a dignified and satisfied Mona Lisa. There are several ellipses next to her head, and the largest one is painted with a smiling face

    Later, I realized that the wavy line is only used in cartoons and comics. For example, in little pig hululu and little gourd King Kong, it means that if you are angry, you can draw three piles of small flames on your head

    As for Yan Liben''s painting, I also saw it later. The three wavy lines should be painted under the horse''s hoof. It can also be said that they are painted behind the horse''s ass - coupled with the rich expressions of the villains in the painting, it is difficult to tell. So that later who saw who said: it''s a good picture, but it''s a pity to let earthworms climb.