reborn perfect male god

Chapter 47
"You scared me today. I never thought that Editor Lin, who has always been calm and calm, has such a fierce side!"

Ye Zixin drove the car and said, ever since seeing Lin Ruofeng, he seemed to be calm about everything, even when he was looked down upon by Tian Zhong, he was not as fierce as today, relying on his three-inch tongue He was speechless after what the writers' association said, and walked away.

"They deliberately find fault, and I don't mind letting them suffer!" Lin Ruofeng smiled lightly. After his rebirth, he has indeed restrained a lot, but if he really thinks he is so easy to pinch, Lin Ruofeng doesn't mind letting his hands be covered in blood.

"The Writers' Association will definitely not give up, especially that Jiang Yue, I didn't expect him to be so stingy." Zi Zixin didn't get angry when he thought of Jiang Yue's face.

"It's just a clown, don't worry about it!" Lin Ruofeng disagreed.

Looking at Lin Ruofeng who was not moved by him at all, and feeling the confidence in his words, Ye Zixin felt a different kind of emotion in her heart.Calm and calm yet confident, full of talent, what kind of person is this!

"Hey, be careful!"

Lin Ruofeng shouted suddenly.

Ye Zixin regained her composure, and saw a large group of people in front of her, and the car was about to hit someone, so she quickly stepped on the brakes.

creak!

"What's going on? Could it be that there was another accident?"

After the girl committed suicide by jumping into the river last time, Ye Zixin became a little sensitive. If it wasn't for Lin Ruofeng last time, she would have almost forced someone to death. Thinking about it, she was afraid.

"It doesn't seem like the police have already arrived after an accident!" Lin Ruofeng glanced away, and saw people constantly pushing towards the Cambridge Bridge, and sighed from time to time.

"Is there a star coming?" Ye Zixin asked in surprise.

"Star? Will a star come here?" Lin Ruofeng was taken aback.

Ye Zixin pursed her lips and smiled, "You run here every day, don't you know?"

Lin Ruofeng wondered, "Know what?"

Ye Zixin said: "Since your "Farewell to Cambridge" became popular, this place has also become popular. The government has turned it into a tourist area. This street has also become lively, and various shops have opened."

Lin Ruofeng suddenly realized: "I'm still wondering when I'm running, why the deserted streets here suddenly become full of people and traffic!"

Seeing Lin Ruofeng's cute appearance, Zi Zixin couldn't help laughing. "You don't even know that?"

"I don't know!" Lin Ruofeng shook his head, he didn't care about these things.

"It seems that the bridge is very lively, do you want to go up and have a look?" Ye Zixin smiled.

"That's good!" Lin Ruofeng nodded. It was just the time when the sun was setting, and the Cambridge Bridge was indeed a beautiful scene.

After Zi Zixin parked the car, Lin Ruofeng and Zi Zixin walked slowly to Cambridge.At this time, the Cambridge Bridge was full of people, and it seemed that someone was painting among the crowd.

"Wow! So beautiful!"

Suddenly, a girl exclaimed, and at the same time, other voices also sounded.

"It's amazing! The painting is so good!"

"That's right, it looks like a master, only a master can paint such a beautiful scene."

"Take a picture of me!"

All kinds of exclamations sounded, which naturally attracted the curiosity of Ye Zixin and Lin Ruofeng, and they squeezed in.

On the Cambridge Bridge, there was an easel with a Chinese painting hanging on it. In front of the easel, an old man in his fifties in a Chinese tunic suit waved a brush in his hand, dipped the paint next to him, and waved his sleeves. With the stroke of a stroke, the picture on the easel gradually became fuller. The surface of Kangqiao Lake was surrounded by smoke and waves, and the setting sun was reflected. The scenery picture made the surrounding people sigh.

Although Lin Ruofeng was a human being in two lifetimes and knew a lot about traditional Chinese painting, he could be regarded as half a critic, but he really couldn't fault this painting.

The picture is calm and natural, without any artificiality. Although it is a simple picture of the sunset and the lake, it just shows the old man's painting skills. Lin Ruofeng thinks that Tang Bohu in his previous life must be not far behind.

"It's so beautiful. This old man must be a master of traditional Chinese painting. He doesn't show off his skills at all. Just with this solid foundation, I'm afraid he doesn't have 30 years of skill. It's absolutely impossible to do it so easily!"

Ye Zixin stared at the painting and couldn't help sighing.

Lin Ruofeng asked in surprise, "You also know how to draw?"

Ye Zixin nodded and said: "I have studied Chinese painting in college, even my teacher may not have such skills. I don't know which Chinese painting master this old man is. No wonder it attracts so many people to watch!"

Ye Zixin's words seemed to be heard by the old man. He swiped a pen, embellished the last stroke, picked up a Xiaohao, and under the eyes of everyone, wrote seven words on the right side of the painting: "Long long long Long long long!"

"Pfft!"

Seeing this, Lin Ruofeng almost laughed out loud, looking at the proud look of the old man leaning his hands on his back, he couldn't help being amused, this old man, over 50 years old, actually played crossword puzzles, it's really interesting.

On the contrary, Ye Zixin looked at the seven characters, couldn't help frowning, and murmured: "Could these seven characters be a couplet?"

The old man's painting has already attracted a lot of people to watch. Seeing the words written by the old man and hearing Ye Zixin talking to himself, the people nearby couldn't help but calm down. A group of people began to look at the seven words.

Although the seven characters are the same, each character has almost no similarities. The brushwork is brilliant and completed in one go. The artistic conception of calligraphy is like a dragon swimming, just like the sunset lake scene. It can be called the brush of a master.

After the old man finished writing, he turned around with his hands on his back, with a smile on his face, as if it wasn't the first time he was painting and writing under the crowd.Seeing that the surroundings were quiet, they seemed to be thinking about their own intentions, and they couldn't help laughing: "Everyone, if you can watch and appreciate Qin's paintings, you must have done a lot of research on this. These seven characters are a couplet. If someone can understand it , Qin gave him this painting!"

Hearing the old man's words, everyone around was shocked. Judging from this painting, Chinese painting is extremely accomplished. This old man must be a famous artist in the world, and he is also a contemporary famous artist with a collection of calligraphy and painting. This painting is also a top-notch masterpiece , if it is collected, the value will be astonishing.

It's just that the old man has no signature or seal except for the seven "long" characters, which makes it impossible for people to know the identity of the old man.

But this is not important, what is important is the old man's words, the seven "long" characters are actually a pair of couplets, and everyone is thinking hard, but they don't know how to correct it.

Ye Zixin was also pondering at the side, looking at the seven "long" characters, she didn't even know how to read the first couplet, let alone the second couplet, she couldn't help sighing: "Oh, it seems that I can't do anything if I want this painting! "

"Editor Ye wants it too?" Lin Ruofeng asked in surprise.

Ye Zixin nodded and said: "I'm afraid it's nothing to other people, but it's a treasure to those who love calligraphy and painting. I studied Chinese painting at university and love it deeply. This painting is a masterpiece. If I can get it, I will be happy. Alas, Unfortunately, I have nothing to do with that couplet!"

"Really? It's just a crossword puzzle!" Lin Ruofeng shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Guess the crossword puzzle?" Ye Zixin looked at Lin Ruofeng suspiciously, then was taken aback for a moment, and said happily, "By the way, Lin Ruofeng is very talented, so he must be able to match him?"

"Well, I have some ideas!"

Lin Ruofeng nodded, and saw him stepping forward, picking up the old man's previous Xiaohao, and scribbling seven words.

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