After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

   Chapter 255 It's completely incomparable, Ji Qing vomited blood [2 more]

   In the five thousand years of the Great Summer, the mountains and rivers stretch for thousands of miles and are magnificent and extraordinary.

  There are mountains and rivers, there are plains, there are ice and snow, and there are basins.

   There is no second land as rich and colorful as Daxia.

   Butler Ji believes that Ji Qingwei's "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which Ji Qingwei has been preparing for two months, will definitely get Gu Huiyan's attention.

   After all, Ji Qingwei is less than 20 years old, and he can have such a high artistic talent at this age that his peers can't compare at all.

   Needless to say, the map of ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains is not something that ordinary people can think of.

   If you don’t have any skill, you can’t even draw.

   Even the well-respected master of Chinese painting that Ji's family invited for Ji Qingwei said that Ji Qingwei's painting of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is unique.

  Gu Huiyan, no matter how high his vision is, he will definitely be able to see it.

  Gu Huiyan's hand paused, and his eyes suddenly sharpened a bit: "A map of ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains?"

   "Yes, Miss has been working day and night for this picture, and her hands are full of needles." Butler Ji smiled, "She hopes to hear your suggestions from President Gu and see what else can be improved."

  Gu Huiyan's hand tapped on the table: "Okay, I'll take a look."

The    embroidery picture is unfolded, and it is five meters long.

  The purpose of entering is mountains and rivers, small bridges and flowing water.

   There is the chill of the border, but also the fireworks of ordinary people.

  The words "Wanli Jiangshan" and "Ji Qingwei" are embroidered in the lower left corner.

   Looking at the whole embroidered picture, it is indeed a first-class product.

   "There is progress, great progress." Gu Huiyan's expression softened, "When did she start embroidering?"

   "It started at the end of June." Steward Ji said hurriedly, "When the young lady woke up that morning, she happily told the lady that she wanted to show everyone abroad to see the rivers and mountains of Daxia."

   "Well, good." Gu Huiyan nodded, "There's nothing wrong with the idea, I'll take a closer look and talk about the specific advantages and disadvantages."

   Steward Ji is very interesting: "Then don't disturb President Gu, we will retire first."

   He left with two young men.

   The middle-aged man closed the door, feeling a little strange: "President, you said that this is such a coincidence, this time Miss Ji and Miss Si have embroidered a map of the rivers and mountains, and even the ideas are very similar."

   "Hey, that's still incomparable." Speaking of Si Fuqing, Gu Huiyan smiled, "You seem to have the same idea in the two pictures, but they are far from each other. What did Si girl say at that time?"

   "Let them see, my Daxia soul, in the whole world, show my Daxia prestige, and let all countries admire the name of my Daxia!"

   At the end, Gu Huiyan was so excited: "No one can compare to this kind of courage."

   Middle-aged people agree.

   In comparison, the idea is indeed a lot worse.

   After a while, the door was knocked again, Gu Huiyan immediately put Ji Qingwei's embroidered pictures behind him, and stood up eagerly: "Quick, it must be my courier!"

   The middle-aged man hurried to open the door.

   This time, it really is the courier boy.

   The little brother walked in with great difficulty holding a box several meters high.

  Gu Huiyan took three steps and two steps, carefully took the box from the courier brother, and immediately took it back to the desk to enjoy.

   The courier stopped him and quickly took out his mobile phone: "Hello, this item is paid on delivery. The total shipping fee is 92 yuan. Is it cash or QR code payment?"

  Gu Huiyan: "..."

  Middle-aged man: "???"

  Miss...is she really that poor?

  Gu Huiyan glared at the middle-aged man: "Hurry up and pay!"

  The middle-aged man hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

  Gu Huiyan hurried back to the desk with the courier he had been waiting for all day, carefully took it out and spread it out.

After unfolding the   , Gu Huiyan's expression changed when he saw the embroidered picture for the first time.

   His hand slammed on the table, and his pupils shrank: "This is..."

   This embroidery figure is also five meters long.

   is the same as the one sent by the Ji family earlier.

   Even the division of many landscape terrains is not much different.

   He previously thought that the inspiration of two people just happened to meet, but there is no such thing.

  After all, the structure of the human brain is the same, and there are so many inspirations.

  Inspiration can be the same, how can there be the same picture?

  Gu Huiyan has never seen such a resemblance, it can be said that it is almost the same embroidery.

  If there is no such thing as Si Fuqing, Ji Qingwei's embroidery pictures have really moved him.

   Less than 20 years old, he independently completed a map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, which is remarkable.

   However, here is a second embroidery drawing.

  Some colors are obviously the same, but because of the different selection of silk threads, the texture is also different.

  It's not terrible to bump into pictures, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

   Especially when the two pictures are placed together, the contrast is too strong.

   One has both form and spirit, and one has only form and no spirit.

  Gu Huiyan finally realized that when he saw Ji Qingwei's embroidery before, he felt something was wrong.

   is like copying.

   Beauty is beauty, without soul.

   The middle-aged man saw that Gu Huiyan's expression changed a little, and said with some doubts: "President?"

   Could it be that Miss Si's embroidery is so good that it scared Gu Huiyan?

  Gu Huiyan gradually returned to his senses, but his expression was unprecedentedly serious: "You said last time that the second young lady of the Ji family has been raised by the Ji family in her boudoir because of her infirmity since she was a child?"

   "It's true." The middle-aged man nodded, "It seems that a monk said that Miss Ji was dying young, so she couldn't show her face in public until she was twenty years old, so as to survive the catastrophe."

   The celebrity circle in Sijiucheng also only heard the name of Ji Qingwei, but did not know his appearance.

   But every major exhibition of calligraphy and painting has the name of Ji Qingwei.

   Four Jiucheng said that the Ji family raised a pair of good daughters.

   One literary and one martial arts is enviable.

"That's really weird." Gu Huiyan suddenly sneered, "A lady who doesn't go out of her way, doesn't even have the strength to walk and watch the great rivers and mountains of my big summer. Where did the inspiration come from?"

   The middle-aged man was stunned: "Isn't there such a VR technology now? Can you watch it at home with glasses?"

"You don't understand." Gu Huiyan said lightly, "In some places, you have to go and experience it yourself in order to gain insight, and what's even more strange is that this embroidered picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains is actually the Great Xia Dynasty, which can only be imagined through historical books. ."

   Even if Ji Qingwei has read history books, can he still think the same as Si Fuqing?

   "I understand what the president means." The middle-aged man suddenly realized, "The president said that Miss Ji's embroidery was not done by her?"

"The Ji family doesn't need to tell such a lie, it's just weird." Gu Huiyan shook his head, "Even the poems are very gentle and easy, and that's why so many famous poems have been passed down through the ages. The talent of people is higher than that of Wen Changyi."

  There are many famous people who have left a deep impression in the history of Daxia.

   Poetry is one of them.

   He wrote tens of thousands of poems in his lifetime, of which only over 1,000 have survived to this day.

   The middle-aged man frowned: "Indeed."

"Send it back to Ji's family." Gu Huiyan put Ji Qingwei's embroidery aside, indifferently, "I thought it was good at first, but compared with Si Yatou, this pair of embroidery is empty without spiritual connotation, and it is too bad. It's far away, come and have a look."

   The middle-aged man took a closer look, and his expression could not hide his shock: "President, Miss Si's embroidery has an immersive feeling. If this is sent to the international arena, it will definitely overwhelm the heroes."

   "That's it." Gu Huiyan stroked his beard, triumphantly, "I don't even look at who it is."

   The middle-aged man slandered: "That person is not your apprentice."

  Gu Huiyan reluctantly put away Si Fuqing's map of the country and sent her a message.

  【Gu Huiyan】: Girl, I have received your "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", it is perfect, I have already packed it up and ready to send it to you at the International Youth Culture Exhibition, look good, the first place is definitely yours.

  【Si Fuqing】: International express is expensive, right?

  【Gu Huiyan】: Express? No, it is absolutely impossible to express, what if I lose it? What if there is a collision during transportation? I booked a plane ticket and went to the Western Continent in person.

  【Gu Huiyan】: By the way, I bought two tickets, your picture is worth a first class!

  Si Fuqing watched the news silently: "..."

  So, only she is the poorest? !

  Si Fuqing raised his head and said very seriously, "I'm going to work hard to make money."

  Sang Yanqing was quite puzzled: "Didn't you always work hard to earn money? And you said you love money, why did you propose to Director Tang to take the initiative to reduce the salary?"

   "That's not the same, you have to work harder." Si Fuqing moved his wrists, "I will continue to eliminate harm for the people and earn bonuses!"

  Sang Yanqing: "..."

   Probably Si Fuqing is the star who is the least like a star.

   "Third Senior Sister." Si Fuqing lowered his voice, "How about I go to work for Zero? Earn their money."

   "Okay." Yue Jian was very interested, "Don't let the second child know, or he will be angry."

   "Second Senior Brother doesn't care about me." Si Fuqing lazily said, "Who made so many people watch him, and Chief Zero didn't provoke him very much? Why doesn't he like people?"

   "After all, it's for performance." Yue Jian sighed, "After working as an assistant by your side, my quality of life has indeed declined, and I can't go out to eat and drink with the public funds of my teacher."

   In order to protect Si Fuqing, she chose to temporarily cut off the connection between Shimen and T18.

   Anyway, she has always been a maverick and a mystic.

   Missing is a common thing, but it saves a lot of trouble.

   "Save money, our slogan is to save money." Si Fuqing pressed Yue Jian's shoulder, "Don't you know that every time you go out with the second senior brother for public funds, the finance will hug my leg and cry."

  Yue Jian has no guilt: "Little Junior Sister, if you can't beat some things, you must join."

  Si Fuqing glanced at Xiaobai who was lying on the ground basking in the sun, with a serious tone: "You say, if I cut open its belly, can I get a bottomless treasure house full of gold?"

   Yue Jian raised his eyebrows: "You can try."

   Xiaobai cried out with a "wow" and ran away quickly.

  **

   At noon the next day, Ji's house.

   In order to let Ji Qingwei recuperate at ease, the Ji family specially bought the summer resort.

   Mrs. Ji is chatting with Yu Yao.

   "Ayao, I'm really bothering you." Mrs. Ji smiled, "We can't blow the air, and we can't go out for a walk, thanks to you for coming to accompany her."

   "You're welcome, Auntie, this is what I should do." Yu Yao also smiled, "It's getting late, the company still has something to do, I'll go first."

   Mrs. Ji asked the servant to send Yu Yao out.

   She was about to go to the kitchen to prepare Ji Qingwei's lunch when Steward Ji came back.

   "How is it, did Mr. Gu accept the map of the country?" Mrs. Ji asked impatiently, "Did you say anything?"

   Butler Ji frowned: "I accepted it at first, but I don't know why, and it was later rejected."

   "Rejected?" Mrs. Ji was stunned and anxious, "But isn't that embroidered picture even praised by Master Zhuang? How could it be returned?"

Butler Ji was also puzzled: "Ma'am, I don't quite understand President Gu's attitude. He clearly recognized the lady's embroidery at first, but within an hour, he said that the lady's embroidery has its own characteristics. Table, without soul."

   This comment is too serious.

  What art wants is the soul.

   Mrs. Ji murmured: "But I think it's good, where is there no soul..."

   Butler Ji shook his head: "Madam, I'll go and invite Master Zhuang over."

  Master Zhuang is a master of calligraphy and painting specially invited by Ji's family to Ji Qingwei.

   He is resident at Ji's house and is responsible for guiding Ji Qingwei.

"Madam, it's true that Gu Huiyan is the president of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, and his art is indeed very high." Master Zhuang listened, "but he belittles Miss Qingwei again and again, who can stand this? The president of the Heaven and Earth Alliance is not only him. One."

   "There is absolutely no problem with this embroidery picture. I also have a place in my hand, and I can send it directly to the International Youth Culture Exhibition."

   Mrs. Ji's brows spread out: "Okay, then I will trouble Master Zhuang."

   After being rejected by Gu Huiyan many times, she also felt resentment in her heart.

   Really when the famous teacher of Daxia is only Gu Huiyan?

   "Madam, it's not good!" Ji Qingwei's personal maid suddenly hurried over, looking flustered, "Miss vomited blood!"

   (end of this chapter)