After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

Qi Linqing was a little surprised.

He thought that Yan Xiang was in a hurry, so he immediately put aside the pen, got up from the chair and asked:

"You are looking for me?"

Yan Xiang nodded slowly.

He saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone spread out on the table not far away, and his doubts grew even more.

"Are you... painting?" Yan Xiang got closer, only to see the clear and bright lines of the landscape on the paper, and his frowned eyebrows unconsciously stretched out.

Line drawing is the most basic skill of traditional Chinese painting. Obviously, the other party's painting skills are very good.

Qi Linqing: "Yeah."

Yan Xiang caught a glimpse of the ink stain on Qi Linqing's wrist, and was even more shocked. Could it be that he really misunderstood it?

"When did you learn Chinese painting?" Yan Xiang asked while walking forward on crutches, wanting to get closer and take a closer look.

Qi Linqing: "Before..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the old man in front of him staring at his painting in a daze. He didn't even notice that he had stepped on the empty steps.

Click.

The sound of the bones is clearly audible.

Qi Linqing was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

But it's still a step too late—

Yan Xiang is old and has osteoporosis. He took a deep breath, and only felt the severe pain of the sprained ankle hit his whole body from the tailbone, and even his old waist was aching.

"Are you okay? Would you like to call a doctor?" Qi Linqing asked.

Yan Xiang reluctantly said, "Call Aunt Zhang and ask her to call my personal doctor."

Standing at the door, Qi Lele immediately shouted:

"I'm going! Brother Linqing, help your grandfather onto the bed first and put it on a wet towel!"

After speaking, he ran away.

The small study in the bedroom is separated from the bed at a distance.

Afraid of hurting the old man, Qi Linqing bent over and squatted in front of Yan Xiang, "I will carry you on my back."

Yan Xiang was startled, stepping forward and pressing the boy's broad back.

It is common for old people to accidentally sprain and bump when they are old, or they would carry a cane with them.

Qi Linqing grew up with his grandfather in his previous life and has a lot of experience in caring for the elderly. He first checked Yan Xiang's sprain, then went to the bathroom to take a wet towel, and gently pressed the kidney pelvis points and other acupuncture points to relieve the waist pain of the other party, and by the way, he also took the initiative to find a topic and chat with Yan Xiang.

Yan Xiang was stunned by his trashy movements, subconsciously remembering the first time he saw the other party-the rickety, stabbed, inferiority sensitive young man.

He was totally different from the child in front of him.

…

Yan's guests also talked about Qi Linqing in private.

After all, there was a lot of trouble on the Internet about the true and false young masters of the Qi family.

There are people who have watched "Deformation Meter" and told them vividly:

"Qi Lin Halal is really pitiful. He had no parents since he was a child, and was raised by a garbage-picking grandmother. When he was first taken to Qi's house, he was surprised to see everything. I remember a picture that was very funny—he Treated a well-packaged imported canned dog as a snack! I still ate it with relish..."

The person who spoke was funny, but the others in the room couldn't laugh, and only felt sad.

Many of them are Yanxiang students and they admire Teacher Yan very much.

Now that Yan Xiang's lost grandson is doing badly, I feel a little sad.

The last time Yan Xiang Qi Linqing went to gamble, Yan Xiang was furious, probably because the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

It is estimated that the elderly are also worried that the unsophisticated teenagers from the countryside will be fascinated by the world of flowers.

When Qi Lele ran over and shouted in panic that the old man had sprained his foot, the guests gathered around and asked him what happened.

Qi Lele panted and briefly talked about what happened, and then went to the nanny Aunt Zhang to call a doctor.

But after several phone calls, the other party did not answer.

Among the guests present was Yanxiang's student who is now a Chinese medicine practitioner.

Immediately someone suggested that he should not be allowed to go over and take a look.

Although it's not good to venture into the bedroom upstairs in Yan's house, the old man's body is still important if something is urgent.

"Yes... okay, go now, I'm afraid that grandpa will have an accident!" Qi Lele looked anxious.

The Chinese doctor and several other guests who were close to Yan Xiang on weekdays hurriedly followed him upstairs.

Qi Lele opened the door.

When everyone saw Yan Xiang lying on the bed, they were quite energetic.

He was talking and laughing with the dark-haired boy sitting on the bed.

After these conversations, Yan Xiang also learned that Qi Linqing had learned Chinese painting as a teacher by an old man when he was in the countryside.

Seeing Qi Linqing's superb painting skills, he couldn't help but wonder if the old man might be a hidden boss.

Even though he slapped himself, Yan Xiang was very pleased that his grandson was really promising.

...

The Chinese doctor checked Yan Xiang, and the results confirmed that there was nothing serious. Just be careful not to exercise vigorously recently.

Yan Xiang looked at his former student and said with a smile: "It must be because my grandson pressed the acupuncture points for me just now. He doesn't know where to learn the massage technique, it's really amazing."

When everyone at the scene heard it, they were dubious. Can a child like this be massaged?

The Chinese medicine doctor was afraid that Qi Linqing would press the old man badly because of his ignorance, so he hurriedly asked him how he pressed it.

Qi Linqing demonstrated it again on the spot, thinking that it shouldn't be too wrong.

This is the massage he learned from an old famous doctor in his previous life.

Because his grandfather is also a painter. After sitting for a long time, it is inevitable that you will get sick when you get older. It hurts here and there.

He went to learn specifically to press the other side.

When the Chinese doctor saw his technique, he was stunned. Isn't this Tuo Hua's ancient Tuina? Few people will now...

"Okay, okay, I'm fine, you can go back." Yan Xiang waved his hand.

The main reason is that more and more people came to visit him now, and the door was already full.

Several people are about to leave.

Suddenly, Yan Xiang stopped the student who had studied Chinese painting before, "Aming, wait a minute."

Huang Luoming turned around hurriedly: "What's the matter?"

"Look at it." Yan Xiang pointed to the desk not far away, and said with a smile: "That was painted by my grandson."

Huang Luoming doesn't really understand what the old man means. He never heard that Qi Linqing can paint.

And listening to the old man's tone, it seemed to show off vaguely.

He approached the table with a dazed expression, saw the painting on it, and his eyes widened suddenly.

No... Isn't Yan Xiang really blaming him?

Huang Luoming is in his forties this year, and he has opened a Chinese painting training institution abroad. He joined the Z Province Chinese Painting Association several years ago, and he can be regarded as a highly experienced insider.

In any case, he couldn't believe that the picture in front of him was drawn by the half-sized boy sitting by the bed.

His students, who are about the same age as Qi Linqing, should be able to draw steady lines.

And the bone structure of the painting in front of him, the realm is even far above him!

"Master, is this really a Linqing painting?" Huang Luoming asked suspiciously.

Yan Xiang smiled, "Yes, my grandson is great."

Huang Luoming: "..."

He couldn't help but come up with an outspoken thought--

Old man, I'm afraid that he has already begun to deceive himself because he was angry with his grandson to a new level?

Half a year ago, when Yan Xiang learned that his grandson actually had someone else, he was very confused.

He is a little old man who will be in the eyes of his bones once he is eccentric. This is true for Yan Qiongfang. When Qi Hui almost derailed, he made a noise in the company and yelled at the company. Then he personally took Yan Qiongfang home and threatened to divorce his daughter.

Yan Xiang is also very good to Qi Lele. He is frugal, but the red envelopes given to Qi Lele during the holidays have at least six digits.

Later he saw his grandson who came back from the countryside—the kid was wearing an old T-shirt that was washed and washed out and white, just like putting it on a skeleton frame. The chin and neck were so thin that the plum gnawed the rest. shell.

As for Qi Lele, although she rants about losing weight every day, she can tell the difference with Qi Linqing, who is unhealthy and thin.

In the "Deformation Meter" variety show, there is a scene where they stand together. They are completely different, like people from two worlds.

At that time, Yan Xiang was more emotionally distressed.

It wasn't until the Qi family decided to continue adopting Qi Lele that Yan Xiang felt bad.

He can't blame Qi Hui and Yan Qiongfang, after all, they must have been in love with Lele for so many years.

But Yan Xiang lived to this age and had never seen any ups and downs. He immediately guessed that the family lived together under the same roof, and conflicts would erupt sooner or later.

Because Qi Lele is perfect. Due to his tutoring, he is a good boy who wants to be the best in everything.

This is not the case for Qi Linqing. He has obvious shortcomings, low self-esteem, sensitivity, jealousy, careful eye...

Qi Linqing was naturally at a disadvantage.

When family, friends, classmates, and even netizens are more willing to stand on Qi Lele's side, he may collapse.

Therefore, Yan Xiang discussed with his daughter whether he should let him raise Qi Linqing.

But Yan Qiongfang disagreed at that time. She thinks she can balance the relationship between the two children.

Yan Xiang had no choice but to help Qi Linqing in other ways.

I heard that this kid has a habit of petty theft. Yan Xiang felt normal, because he was afraid of being poor before.

He stuffed the other party a lot of money in private.

The child spends money like water and likes to buy luxury goods. Yan Xiang also thought it was okay and understandable. The Yan family is well-off, and he can continue to give money.

It's just that he didn't expect that this kind of doting would eventually lead to disaster.

—Qi Linqing was tricked into gambling in Macau.

Yan Xiang became sober instantly when he heard the news.

Love was so deep and hatred that he was so angry that he pointed at the child's nose and scolded it terribly. After that, he didn't care about the other party anymore.

But Yan Xiang actually regretted it.

He didn't even know that Qi Linqing would go to Chinese painting.

Especially now he finds that the quality of the paper Qi Linqing uses to paint Chinese paintings is so poor, and pen, ink, paper and inkstone are also cheap brands.

I heard that Qi's family didn't give this child any more money.

You can’t be afraid of well ropes for ten years after being bitten by a snake! Yan Xiang knows very well how much money is spent on painting, and it must not ruin the child's artistic career.

What's more, Qi Linqing is very likely to be a genius, he seems to have picked up a pearl that has been lost in dust.

It is children who always make mistakes. He will forgive each other.

Even if everyone didn't want this kid anymore-Yan Xiang thought that he was willing to take this old bone.

As soon as Huang Luoming walked out, many former classmates asked him how his old man was doing.

Huang Luoming: "It's nothing serious."

Everyone was relieved.

"However," Huang Luoming looked hesitant, "have you ever heard of Master Yan's grandson knowing Chinese painting?"

Someone said: "Qi Lele? I haven't heard of it, I only know that he recently acted in a TV series on a related theme."

Huang Luoming: "It's not him, it's another one."

Everyone immediately talked about it.

"Is the child who came back from the countryside? He is even more unlikely..."

"But the last time I looked on the Internet, there seemed to be related news."

"I know! He really does. The last time I was on a business trip in City B, I saw the news that he won the first prize in a Chinese painting competition in the city."

Huang Luoming still felt strange when he heard the words.

Even if Qi Linqing hit his mother's womb and started painting, I am afraid that he would not be able to reach the level of that drawing at this age.

That manuscript was probably painted by his master, right? Isn’t the old man dizzy all the time...Bah! Misunderstood?

Huang Luoming was thinking about it, and suddenly received a WeChat group message @.

Z Province Painting and Calligraphy Association:

[@All members, the association is about to disclose an ancient painting technique that has been lost for thousands of years. Those who want to participate in the study in the near future, please deduct 1. 】

Is there such a good thing?

Huang Luoming quickly deducted 1 in the group.

Traditional Chinese painting techniques that are generally linked to the lost are often hidden by some masters, and have no relationship with ordinary people like them. Huang Luoming knows that the traditional Chinese painting industry pays attention to teacher and inheritance, and the housekeeping skills will never be easily passed on.

So which master showed kindness?

Huang Luoming was a little excited.

A new message popped up.

He continued to look down.

Group owner: [The author of this technique will have the right to sign, and we decided to name it as Linqing Painting Method after discussion. 】

Huang Luoming:? ? ?

The author has something to say: One more chapter at zero, hey,

Thank you reader Xingchen for throwing 2 mines

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Michow

ps warning: this book is expected to be very long