After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

On this day, Mr. Chi, a fan of the exhibition, came to the Art Museum in City B with a cane.

He used to be an art teacher. I have retired this year, and I will hang around in the major art galleries in the city almost every day when I have free time, and I am immersed in the world of admiring these wonderful paintings.

Since the Art Museum in City B does not require tickets, the exhibition is relatively advanced and not suitable for taking pictures.

Usually when he comes here, the visitors are mostly students, or mothers with children, middle-aged men and women, etc.

But today a large number of young people poured in, and even formed a long line, which surprised Mr. Chi.

When he lined up at the door, he couldn't help asking people around him, "Are there any important exhibitions today?"

The man glanced at him, handed over the exhibition introduction book in his hand, and muttered:

"You come to the exhibition, why don't you even know Qi Linqing's exhibition..."

Qi Linqing?

Mr. Chi felt that the name was a bit familiar.

Before he remembered, the text of the introduction book under his gaze came into view.

"Green Mountains and Misty Rain Chinese Painting Series Exhibition"-author Qi Linqing.

Mr. Chi was slightly taken aback.

He wondered in his heart that this was obviously a Chinese painting exhibition, how could there be so many young tourists?

The team moved forward a little bit.

Finally it was Mr. Chi's turn.

There was a young couple in front of him, and he saw them rushing in excitedly.

Mr. Chi couldn't help but sigh, he is indeed a young man. He is old.

[Didi, citizen card]

After the verification was successful, Mr. Chi walked slowly into the progress hall with his hands behind his back.

The exhibition hall is not big, and the air-conditioning is very strong. Looking from a distance, there are ink paintings hanging on the white wall, separated by a red fence in the middle.

But there are many people.

It is the first time for Mr. Chi to see so many tourists. They took their cellphones and clicked and snapped at these paintings.

It seems that they are not here to visit art works, but to check in.

Seeing a tumult in front of him, he craned his neck and looked over, only to see a young man surrounded by stars like a moon.

The man was white and handsome, and he looked like an artist.

Several nearby boys and girls couldn't help covering their faces and screamed:

"Good luck, my god, I was able to meet Qi Linqing himself on the first day of the development!!"

"He is so handsome."

"I'm almost in a coma, thank you for helping pinch me down."

"Sister, you are dizzy, let's find him together to take a photo with him!"

"..."

Mr. Chi then realized with hindsight that the young man in front of him was the author of this exhibition.

He had read relevant news about each other in newspapers and magazines before.

Seems to be known as the youngest Chinese painting genius after the founding of the People’s Republic of China?

Thinking of this, Mr. Chi felt a little disapproving. Probably the other party just relied on internet celebrities to make hype.

But it's also very powerful to be able to hold an exhibition in the Art Museum in City B by relying on hype alone.

Mr. Chi retracted his gaze and limped to the side of the exhibition on crutches.

He tends to focus on the work itself more than the painter himself.

Mr. Chi is getting older and his eyes are not good.

He couldn't see these paintings until he was so far apart.

Now that he was close, he fumbled and took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket and put it on.

This looks amazing! Mr. Chi opened his mouth in surprise.

The landscape paintings in front of me, the shadows of the distant mountains and the beautiful colors and ink paintings are rendered appropriately and complement each other.

The most important thing is that artistic conception, profound and heroic, which shows that the author's heart is not ordinary.

Mr. Chi likes Chinese painting and knows it well.

In his opinion, this painting is simply a masterpiece!

Subsequently.

Mr. Chi continued to look carefully, staying for a long time in front of each painting.

The more he admired, the more frightened he was, regretting that he had just judged the superficiality of people by appearance.

There is a reason why people can start at the Art Museum in City B at such a young age.

Many young people held up their mobile phones to take pictures, unclearly.

The charm of art can be clearly conveyed to humans through vision.

Although they couldn't understand, they were shocked.

Lin Xichen also came here to watch the exhibition.

He and Huang Yuchen walked around the exhibition hall and asked their great-grandson: "How do you think of Qi Linqing's paintings?"

Huang Yuchen answered honestly: "His style is very similar to Fu Yi."

Probably because of his involvement with the Southern School since he was a child, this is the most direct feeling Huang Yuchen had after visiting.

Lin Xichen stared at the painting in front of him, and said in a low voice, "This is more than just an image."

Huang Yuchen turned his head and glanced at the old man beside him.

Xu is because the downfall of the Southern faction has caused him too much blow. Lin Xichen's gray hair is already the year of the dying candle. These days it seems to have been vicissitudes of life for several years.

Huang Yuchen said casually: "Didn't you say that Qi Linqing is a descendant of Fu Yi, I guess you have learned a lot of true stories."

Lin Xichen didn't say anything about this, with a thoughtful look.

He has experienced half a lifetime, and his vision is far more vicious than Huang Yuchen.

The level of Qi Linqing's traditional Chinese painting may not be much different from that of Fu Yi himself.

And they are also young talented painters.

At this moment, Lin Xichen even had a thought in her heart.

It is said that the Tibetans have the reincarnation of horns...

Will Qi Linqing also be Fu Yi's reincarnation?

at the same time.

A mother took her little daughter who had just entered junior high school into the art gallery.

My daughter liked Qi Linqing very much, and even bought her posters online and put them next to the bed.

The mother was a little helpless about her daughter's "chasing stars" at such a young age, but she didn't stop it.

After all, Qi Linqing is not a star idol, but a painter.

Seeing the young daughter standing on tiptoes staring at the landscape on the wall, her mother bent down and gently touched her head, and said with a smile: "Don't you understand? You might just like the painter's face. Bar."

"Who said that?!" The daughter's eyes were firm, "From today, I am going to learn Chinese painting!"

...

Similar things are happening constantly.

On the other side, the exhibition opening meeting.

Champagne was opened on the table. Wine glasses and delicate desserts are neatly stacked in a tower shape.

These were just sent by Zhong Chen.

Qi Linqing is being surrounded by curators, fellow artists and others.

Compliments, flowers and slaps flooded him.

In a daze, Qi Linqing remembered a painter party he had attended in his previous life.

He and Brother Yuan sat in the corner, silent. The famous painters on the stage push the cups and change the cups, chatting and laughing, and they just immerse themselves in their meals.

For some reason, Qi Linqing now misses those days a little.

"Mr. Qi, are you considering touring the country?" an exhibition manager asked him.

Qi Linqing said: "I don't know about these. You can ask Mr. Xu from the Calligraphy and Painting Association."

Someone spurned: "Mr. Qi, there are generally no more than eight works by newcomers. How did you arrange the twenty paintings?"

——The implication is to suspect that he used unspoken rules.

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere suddenly became a little embarrassing.

The curator blew his beard and stared, almost trying to drag the thorny man out on the spot.

The curator was about to speak for help, so Qi Lin said calmly: "I found some practice works and gave it to Mr. Xu, and asked him to choose eight of them. Later, I selected all of them. If you have any questions, you can also go. ask him."

curator:"……"

These exhibited works are actually his practice works? ?

The expressions of the crowd were incredible.

After the episode, a wealthy businessman also offered to buy Qi Linqing's paintings at a high price.

Qi Linqing shook his head and directly refused:

"Sorry, my Chinese painting works are temporarily not for sale."

The wealthy businessman caught the loopholes in his words and asked with a smile: "That means you can sell other types of paintings?"

Qi Linqing was noncommittal.

The wealthy businessman handed over a business card and said: "If you have plans to sell, please feel free to contact me. I am willing to buy it no matter how much it costs."

Qi Linqing looked down and saw the bronzing business card, the chairman of Xincheng Real Estate, Ma Jiancheng.

"Okay, thank you." He shook hands with each other politely.

After dealing with everyone, Qi Linqing took a quiet detour and walked out of the exhibition hall.

There is a secluded lawn at the back of the art gallery, planted with many different varieties of flowers, and usually few people come over.

It rained just yesterday and the air was humid. A faint mist of water permeated.

He bent over and looked at the flowers, thinking that the curator here is probably also a flower lover.

"I have been looking for you for a long time, so you are hiding here to enjoy the flowers." A clear male voice suddenly came from behind.

Qi Linqing turned around and found that the person here was Zhong Fujia, who hadn't seen him for a long time.

The last time they met, it was when he went to Zhong's New Year's Eve.

Zhong Fujia was dressed in a black coat, with brows and eyes that were somewhat similar to Zhong Chen, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Qi Linqing got up and said, "The air outside is good."

Zhong Fujia nodded and walked around him and said, "I just went to see your painting. It's amazing."

The last time I saw Qi Linqing, he was only the champion of the Youth Ink Cup competition, but now the other side has held a solo exhibition at the Art Museum in City B. This made Zhong Fujia unavoidably embarrassed, and his growth rate was too fast.

Qi Linqing said, "Thank you."

The two sat on the ground beside the flowerbed. A moist breeze wafted from the lawn, and the two cats moved timidly to their side.

Zhong Fujia said: "I remember your sketch was great last time. I didn't expect Chinese painting to be even better. Haha, I am waiting for you to go abroad in the future to carry forward Chinese painting."

Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "It's still far away." Due to the times, the current trend of Chinese traditional painting is not going to be saved by him alone.

Zhong Fujia smirked, "You are still young."

Qi Linqing said: "So are you, have you held any exhibitions in China recently?"

Zhong Fujia said: "Yes, it's at the Art Museum in City B. After your green mountain mist is removed, it will be my turn."

Qi Linqing was a little surprised.

But in fact, Zhong Fujia was even more surprised.

In just one year, I was able to catch up with myself and became famous overnight.

Qi Linqing said: "At that time, I will definitely come to see your exhibition with Zhong Chen."

"Haha." Zhong Fujia said lightly. As if suddenly remembering something, he said again: "How are your Western paintings now?"

Qi Linqing said: "I usually draw two pictures in my free time."

Zhong Fujia raised her eyebrows and said with interest: "Does your phone have pictures saved? Can you show me?"

"I am searching."

Qi Linqing hadn't photographed himself, but Zhong Chen took a lot of them last time.

He found a few pictures and passed the phone over.

Two oil paintings and one charcoal pen.

Zhong Fujia glanced twice and was immediately surprised.

These paintings are very personal and have extremely high artistic value.

Even if compared with him... I am afraid that he will not be too much.

The other's talent in painting is unparalleled.

"Have you considered holding an exhibition of Western paintings?" he said.

It is said on the Internet that the Qingshan Misty Rain exhibition has caused an unprecedented sensation and an upsurge of Chinese painting.

During this time, if people in City B have not seen this exhibition, they are embarrassed to go out.

And across the country, people's congresses have also come all the way to check in, which once stimulated the short-term development of the tourism industry in City B.

Fans, netizens, and professionals almost all praised the exhibition.

Reposted by the official blog of Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Association: [Qingshan Misty Rain, proves to us that there are more possibilities for Huaxia Traditional Chinese Painting]

Appreciation of Chinese Painting: [Painter Qi Linqing is a rising star in the future of Chinese painting]

Art Museum in City B: [His painting broke the historical record of the number of visitors to the exhibition! ]

People's Daily believes that Qi Linqing is actively guiding the people to explore the meaning of traditional culture, and issued an invitation, hoping to interview him again and write an article specifically for him.

Fans madly took photos and uploaded them. For a time, a large number of pictures of Qi Linqing's Chinese paintings were circulating on the Internet.

There was even an inquiry post on Zhihu.

Question 1: What is the level of #QI Linqing's traditional Chinese painting? #

1L (Professor Gao V certified): [Xie Yao, I am in the United States and just got off the plane. I personally believe that Qi Linqing's paintings have reached the level of a master. From this point of view, he is indeed a well-deserved genius. ]

2L: [Confirm and affirm, in time, he will definitely surpass Mo Mingxuan to become a master of Chinese painting]

3L: [The existence of the invincible hand of Chinese painters under the age of 40 hitting all over the world]

Question 2: [What is the gap between my landscape painting and Qi Linqing? ]

[The poster who wrote this question is afraid that he is a fool, right? Can't you see without eyes? ]

[...]

[It can be said that it is the distance between the Earth and the Milky Way. ]

[Let’s put it this way, he can be your ancestor]

[Hahahahahaha I laughed and rolled around the floor, the cleaner thought I was mopping the floor and paid me a salary]

There are also people who want to buy Qi Linqing's paintings, but they find that there is no market.

A Xianyu APP bid has reached 100w yuan.

The collection industry has always adhered to a supreme principle-the rare thing is precious.

Why do most painters die and their works are worth money?

The answer is simple: it cannot be copied.

Qi Linqing's unwillingness to sell his Chinese paintings is precisely in line with the law of market premiums.

Coupled with his widespread popularity, his paintings have been fired to an astronomical number in a short period of time.

The two paintings he made in "Tang Yue Fengyun" are now in the hands of art director Lai Ze.

Reize heard the news and took the initiative to return the painting.

Qi Linqing confiscated it and said with a smile, "I will give them to you."

Lai Ze was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "How can this work..." He didn't want to take advantage of others. I am afraid that the value of these two paintings today can be used to buy a house in City B.

"It's okay." Qi Linqing waved his hand and said, "Just as I gave you and Mr. Fu Wen's wedding gift in advance."

When Raize heard this, his face was flushed.

"You, how do you know that Fu Wen and I are getting married?"

Qi Linqing shrugged, "Fu Wen has sent me invitations."

Reize: "...he didn't even tell me."

Qi Linqing couldn't help but smile.

"Sorry, because he asked me to help write the wedding invitation."

Reize: "!!!"

Qi Linqing's paintings are worth even a room, so don't the invitations cost a thousand dollars?

...

For a long time in the past, the owner of the Xueyuan painting and calligraphy decorating shop located in the deep alley of the pedestrian street introduced to the guests:

"Qi Linqing used to come to my shop to buy paint before."

Seeing the surprised or curious eyes of the guests, the boss's self-esteem is greatly satisfied.

"Moreover, I recommended him to go to "Tang Yue Fengyun" as a painting substitute."

The boss thought that from a certain level, he was the first person to witness the rise of the other party in the art world.

later.

Zhong Chen photocopyed the Qi Lin Qing Qing exhibition paintings to the new series of cups in the tea smoke and rain ink milk tea shop.

New products are selling very hot.

Within three days, the whole city is out of stock.

Netizens are still complaining about tea smoke and rain ink hunger marketing.

[I’ve been in the line all afternoon and you told me it’s out of stock, what's the matter? ? ]

[gkd]

[I still want to buy it home and collect it all]

The selling point of Tea Smoke Yumo is the national style.

Consumers soon discovered that the painting styles of "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" and "Luhua Cave Moon" printed on the cups were very similar to those of Qi Linqing's new works.

This image is not an imitation of the content, nor is it that they use the same brushwork.

It gives people a strange sense of familiarity.

It's as if... they are works by the same painter.

[I actually think that Qi Linqing is very similar to Fu Yi, am I crazy! ]

[No, you are not crazy]

[+1]

[I also have this feeling]

[Qi Linqing didn’t come here from Fu Yi himself, hahaha (I’m kidding)]

[Wait for the analysis of a wave of knowledgeable bosses]

[Hot knowledge: It is said that Qi Linqing’s master is the descendant of Fu Yi]

[Good guy]

[Is this how blue is better than blue]

...

Nowadays, the milk tea industry is highly competitive. Everyone is no longer fighting for taste, but packaging, brand, and grade.

Among the many Japanese, cute, simple, cool and popular opponents, tea mist and rain ink has emerged, and the national style milk tea is popular all over the country.

In the pursuit of everyone, Chayan Yumo did not take the liberty to open branches or open franchise.

It calmly announced that it will only open stores in the B city area for the time being.

The move greatly stimulated the local tourism industry, but netizens were crying to death under the official blog.

[I really want to drink, why can’t I drive in my house]

[Zhong Chen, you are so rich, you will die if you open more stores]

[Mask of Pain]

Tea Yan Yumo Guan Bo did not respond to this, but released the news the next day.

The ink series bookmarks exclusively designed by Mr. Qi Linqing will soon be listed as a gift with the cup.

These netizens who are not in city B and cannot drink milk tea are crazy.

[Fuck, Zhong Chen, you have no heart! ]

[I cried]

[The water of West Lake, my tears]

[I really want Qi Linqing's bookmarks ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

[The cross-border cooperation between the milk tea shop and the well-known talented Chinese painter, what kind of bizarre combination is this hahaha]

[Please don’t make a fuss, as we all know, Qingqing and Chayan Yumo Clock are always paired]

A few days later, the bookmark went on the market, and giant dragons lined up at the gates of Chayan Yumo milk tea shops in City B.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is from the street to the end of the street.

This matter was once a hot search.

Netizens jokingly call it the "Qi Linqing Effect".

Not long after, a certain brand-name sneaker also launched a joint basketball shoe in cooperation with Qi Linqing's Guofeng series, with a limited edition of 3,000 pairs and a price of 19,999.

There is a voice of doubt in the official micro comment area:

[? ]

[Five-figure pair of shoes, who can afford it? ]

[Is Qi Linqing's name so valuable?]

[See you for a long time]

[I only know that this brand cooperates with athletes, this is the first time I have heard of cooperation with painters]

Then the next day, the inventory was sold out.

Netizen: "..."

They know nothing about the rich world.

Du Yuanbai is a sneaker collector of the brand.

He hired ten people, and he wanted to buy these national style sneakers on the official website on time, but in the end he still missed them.

Du Yuanbai couldn't help calling Qi Linqing and muttered, "The sneakers you co-branded with are too difficult to grab."

"Is it hard to grab?" Qi Linqing said, "Give me the address, and I will give you a double pair."

Du Yuanbai: "!!!"

Du Yuanbai said, "From today, you will be my father."

Zhong Chen next to him: "?"

He snatched the phone, "Get out!"

Recently, Qi Lele collapsed.

He found that he seemed to be caught in some weird circle, repeating, without beginning and end.

He was filming in the crew of "Chuan Ge Xing", and the art director was Qi Linqing.

Hearing that the tea smoke and rain ink milk tea is very popular, he asked someone to line up to buy a cup to taste, and found that the ink and wash bookmarks inside were painted by Qi Linqing.

Together with his age and friends in the circle clamoring for the limited edition national style sneakers to buy, the co-star is still Qi Linqing.

It seems that I can't fly out of this colorful world.

This incident left him in a trance. The next day he was distracted from filming and was scolded by Director Li by pointing his nose:

"Although the whole crew knows that you came in through the back door, you don't need to remind me all the time, do you? The next time I kick you out, your parents can't save you!"

...

At the beginning of March.

North City.

From winter to spring, the temperature gradually rises.

People on the street also gradually changed from heavy down jackets to thin coats.

The wind blowing into the city from afar brought damp heat and warmth, which made Jince's rhinitis nose feel much better last year.

He was sitting at the Beipai headquarters, an old villa in the city center, waiting for people to be sent from the south.

In recent years, Jin Ce has also heard the news of **** in the Southern School.

But corruption belongs to corruption, and it can't hold people rich.

Unlike their northern faction, they were supported by the royal family in ancient times, but now they are in a miserable field where they dare not even open the air conditioner and worry about not being able to pay the electricity bill.

A while ago, it was heard that the Southern faction criminal gang was arrested by the police, and that the Southern faction plummeted.

Jin Ce didn't gloat too much, he was just a little sorry.

Jin Ce understands that after this battle, the North and South factions are completely out of place.

The Chinese painting industry is already in decline, and now I really don’t know where the future is going.

The thief and island countries next door are thriving in traditional ink painting, but they are going downhill.

"Uncle Jin, who will the Southern Guangdong School send this year?" asked a teenager who was in his early seventeenth or eighteen years curiously.

Jin Ce touched his head and said, "It's still not clear. It shouldn't be Huang Yuchen. He was your defeat last year."

This young man is called Jin Feibai, Jin Ce's only son, and his pride.

Jin Feibai studied painting with him since he was a child, and is an out-and-out little genius.

"Could it be Qi Linqing? I heard my grandfather said that he joined the southern Cantonese faction."

"A character like him will not appear here casually." Jin Ce laughed.

Jin Feibai: "What if he comes?"

Jin Ce thought for a while and said, "Let's secretly keep the paintings he competed with us and sell them, buy you food, and then we will turn on the air conditioner 24 hours a day."

Jin Feibai: "Dad, you are too unpromising."

Jin Ce sighed deeply.

Who doesn't want to be promising?

But the world is so, not everyone is as lucky as Qi Linqing.

Like he was already bent over by the rough life.

Jin Ce: "So you don't learn from me, you must be as promising as Qi Linqing in the future."

Jin Feibai raised his eyebrows triumphantly and said, "Of course! Qi Linqing is my idol."

I heard that the second season of "China Painter" is about to be released.

Although I don't know if there will be Qi Linqing among the mentor guests at that time, Jin Feibai decided to sign up.

A huge poster of Qi Linqing hung in his room, and he also joined the Qi Linqing Global Fan Support Club.

Even as a member of the Northern School, Jin Feibai became obsessed with landscape painting.

Sometimes when he looks at the CP super talk of Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen on the Internet, his heart is still a little sour.

He actually hoped to be able to replace Zhong Chen and stand beside Qi Linqing.

However, Jin Feibai has self-knowledge, and this is just the extravagant hope that comes from the silk.

More than an hour later.

Jin Ce received a call from Lin Xichen and went out to greet him in a hurry.

A black Maybach parked at the door.

Jin Ce's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw Qi Lin Qingmai walking down.

Jin Feibai next to him was already stupid.

Is Qi Linqing really here? !

The other party looks even better than in online media and variety shows. She has long legs and a dusty temperament. Jin Feibai stared at him blankly, as if countless small stars appeared in his eyes.

"You, are you here...?" Jin Ce shivered and couldn't even speak clearly.

Qi Linqing stretched out his hand and said politely: "Hello, I am here on behalf of Guangdong to participate in this competition between the North and the South."

Lin Xichen said that he was too old and couldn't stand the rush, so he didn't come this time.

Only Huang Yuchen followed, standing behind Qi Linqing at this time, like a carefree guardian.

Jin Ce: "..."

Dreams shine into reality.

The child's snacks and air-conditioning freedom seemed to beckon him.

Jin Feibai slapped him abruptly, "Dad, what are you in a daze? Quickly let someone in."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

After thousands of years of change, the Northern faction is no more developed than the Southern faction, and now there are very few people left in the organization.

And most people have jobs. Today is work day, so there are only their father and son in the headquarters for the time being.

Listening to Jin Ce's introduction, Qi Linqing lowered his head and glanced at the tea leaves floating at the bottom of the glass, thinking that this Northern School was so shabby.

Jin Ce was also a little embarrassed.

The "competition meeting" that their ancestors insisted on used to be very mighty.

During the period of the Republic of China, there were hundreds of people at one time.

As for now, it doesn't matter if you don't mention it.

After chatting for a while, Qi Linqing put down his tea cup and asked, "Shall we start now?"

Jin Cegang nodded.

Jin Fei immediately said: "No need to compare, I surrender."

Jin Ce: "???"

He looked back at the child incredulously, a bit of a hatred for iron and steel.

No snack air conditioner?

But Jin Feibai still had a firm gaze and said, "Mr. Qi, I have seen your work. I know that I am not as good as others, so I will not be ashamed."

Qi Linqing was a little surprised.

He saw that the boy in front of him was not too old, but he could surpass Huang Yuchen, he thought he should have some talent.

Jin Feibai: "You don't need to compare with us. I don't think you have any rivals in China. You should go international."

What Jin Feibai said was from the bottom of his heart.

He truly believes that Qi Linqing can go to the world.

Jin Ce sighed when he heard the words.

It's because of her narrow structure that she is not even comparable to a half-elder child.

Qi Linqing looked at Jin Feibai gently and said, "Thank you for your compliment."

Jin Feibai was a little embarrassed by his gaze, his cheeks flushed. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he stammered inexplicably, "No, no thanks. I heard that a large-scale Chinese painting competition is being held abroad recently. Have you considered participating in it?"

Qi Linqing said, "Well, I will go."

When Jin Feibai's eyes lit up, he almost jumped up.

Qi Linqing thought for a while and asked, "Can I see your paintings?"

Jin Ce was stunned by the .JPG.

Jin Feibai quickly took out one of his most satisfying works from the house, and handed it to the other party excitedly and expectantly.

Qi Linqing unfolded the painting and examined it for a moment. Flower-and-bird painting is the consistent gorgeous fine brushwork style of the Northern School.

I have to say that the boy in front of him has indeed learned the true biography of the Northern School.

He returned the painting to the other party and encouraged: "Keep on working hard, your painting is great."

Jin Feibai clenched his fists excitedly when he heard these words.

The subsequent trip to the Northern School came to an end, and Mr. Lin's dream was fulfilled.

Qi Linqing got up and planned to say goodbye.

Jince took them all the way to the door.

Qi Linqing said: "The North and South factions may need to change."

Jin Ce sighed lightly, "Yes."

Qi Linqing said: "My wife intends to sponsor the North School. I don't know if you are interested. If you want, I will leave you with your contact information and you can contact his secretary."

Jin Ce: "!!!"

Is there such a good thing?

Jin Ce hurriedly agreed.

Qi Linqing handed him the business card and turned into the car.

At this moment, Jin Feibai rushed out. The young and immature face was full of anxiety.

"Can you accept me as a disciple?" Jin Feibai asked boldly.

Qi Linqing said, "Sorry, no."

As soon as Jin Feibai heard this, he was as lost as a cat in the rain, drooping his head and taking two steps back.

Jin Ce patted his forehead and reprimanded: "Don't you know who Mr. Qi is? Although he is a few years older than you, he will never condescend to accept you as a disciple."

Since ancient times, the North and South School is not tolerant of fire and water. There has never been a strange thing about sending a teacher from the north to the south.

Jin Ce felt that his stupid son was asking for humiliation, and he must secretly hide in the bed and cry when he returns.

Qi Linqing said: "There are differences in the styles of the North and South Schools, and I can't actually teach you too much. And I promised one person that I won't accept apprentices anymore."

Jin Feibai felt a little better. He looked at the person in front of him, and then asked:

"Is this person Zhong Chen?"

Qi Linqing nodded and said "yes".

Jin Feibai: "..."

Oh on, his heart began to feel uncomfortable again.

Qi Linqing: "If you want to learn the techniques of the Southern School, I recommend a book to you, "A Complete Works of Lost Chinese Painting Techniques"."

Jin Feibai wanted to say that he had bought it a long time ago.

But at this time, Huang Yuchen had already pressed the window, started the car and drove away from here.

He blankly watched the car shadow drift away, and for the first time in his life experienced the mixed emotions.

This kind of feeling seems to have fallen out of love before you start to fall in love.

There is a special product called mung bean cake in Beishi which is very famous.

On the way back, Qi Linqing bought a few bags and put them in the trunk.

Huang Yuchen drove the car and asked casually, "Do you like sweet ones? I have eaten this one. It's too sweet and a bit greasy."

Qi Linqing smiled and said, "Zhong Chen loves to eat."

at the same time.

Lin Xichen visits prison in **** suburban prison.

He looked at the handsome young man opposite the transparent explosion-proof glass partition and sighed:

"Why do you get to where you are today."

Ren Xinyuan looked down at the cold handcuffs on his wrists and was silent.

Lin Xichen: "I have brought you a lot of money, clothes, food, and cigarettes. I just came here to ask you one thing. At that time, you stole three paintings by Qi Linqing. Is one of them "Ten Thousand Miles Landscape" Reissue version?"

Before Lin Xichen heard the fat man at the headquarters talk about this, he was a little surprised in his heart.

He wanted to confirm, so he made a special visit.

Ren Xinyuan nodded, "Yes, if you want to see the photo, I can ask someone to send it to you."

Lin Xichen immediately set off a great uproar in his heart.