The richest man Yang Fei

Yang Fei said: "This is the result of your hard work!"

The two looked at each other, thinking about what happened last night.

But with Su Tong on the side, they just looked at each other, and then laughed it off.

Su Tong said: "Sister Li, congratulations! The art gallery is so successful! Your paintings are so exquisite! I want to collect a few of them!"

Li Yanan said: "If you want it, just come to my house and get it, and take whichever one you like! Or you can take away the paintings in these exhibition halls if you like them."

Yang Fei laughed and said: "It can't be like this. Every piece of work is your painstaking effort, and you can't take it for nothing. The Tang monk went to the west to learn the scriptures, and the Tathagata Buddha also said that the scriptures cannot be passed on in vain!"

Su Tong said: "That's good, I just ask Yang Fei to pay you for which works I like."

Li Yanan said with a smile: "With richest friends like you, I, a painter, will definitely not suffer from poverty!"

Everyone laughed.

Just as they were chatting and laughing happily, there was a sudden burst of fierce quarreling at the entrance over there.

The security guards of the art gallery rushed over immediately.

Yang Fei said: "What happened, go and have a look, don't let your painting be ruined!"

Li Yanan was also worried about this, nodded and walked over quickly.

Su Tong gently pushed Yang Fei: "Don't worry about me, you go first, I will walk slowly, and I will come later."

Yang Fei hummed, winked at the mouse, and strode over.

Chapter 2037 Face the blood, face up to history!

When Yang Fei rushed over, the security guard had already stopped the noisy person.

It was an old man with white beard and hair, thin body, very excited, shouting loudly.

Li Yanan asked: "What's going on?"

"Ms. Li, he wants to destroy this painting!" said the security guard.

Li Yanan has a different status now, and has many titles, but she likes to be called Teacher Li the most, so the people invited by the art museum all call her that.

Li Yanan glanced at the old man and said, "It's okay, let him go."

"But, Mr. Li, as soon as we let go, he's going to destroy the painting again." The security guard didn't dare to let go.

Li Yanan said: "It doesn't matter, there are so many people here! If he really dares to do something, you can catch him soon. He is so old, there must be a reason for making such a fuss, let me ask him. "

Only then did the security guards let go of the old man, keep vigilant, and keep an eye on the old man. As long as the other party dares to move, they dare to rush forward and put the old man down!

Yang Fei recognized the old man and called out, "Old Zhao?"

Li Yanan said: "Yang Fei, do you know him?"

Yang Fei hummed, stepped forward to support Mr. Zhao, and asked, "Mr. Zhao, why are you here?"

Mr. Zhao exerted too much force just now, and now he was out of breath, waved his hands, and said intermittently: "I, come, look, show, show..."

Yang Fei shouted: "Come on, bring a chair over here! Hurry up!"

Immediately, a staff member moved a chair over and placed it behind Yang Fei.

Yang Fei glared at the staff member, then helped Mr. Zhao to sit down.

Mr. Zhao took a breath for a while, and then regained his composure.

Yang Fei said to Li Yanan: "Old Zhao is an old soldier, he is 73 years old this year."

Li Yanan stood in awe, and respectfully shouted: "Hello, Mr. Zhao. You were so rude just now."

Zhao Laodao: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm too excited."

Yang Fei pointed at the painting and said, "Mr. Zhao, did you feel strongly angry when you saw this painting, and you couldn't help but want to rush forward to beat the devil?"

Old Zhao said: "Yes, yes! I get angry when I see devils! I..."

He couldn't go on, he was in tears.

Mr. Zhao choked for a long time, and then said: "When I was a teenager, all my family members were killed by devils. I was the only one who escaped by collecting firewood on the mountain. When I went down the mountain, there were hundreds of people in the village. Men and women, young and old, all were killed! All were killed!"

The listeners were all shocked.

Zhao Laodao: "I am from the north. I went south alone and joined the Red Army. Others say that people must have a dream in life, so my dream is to kill all the devil soldiers!"

Pointing at the painting, he said in a trembling voice, "These devil soldiers, these devil soldiers! That's how they killed the whole village, even the newborn babies..."

Many people at the scene shed tears, and a little girl burst into tears.

Yang Fei moved away a little so that media reporters could take pictures of this touching scene.

He said to Mr. Zhao: "Mr. Zhao, the ghost soldiers have been kicked out by your generation long ago! This is a painting, drawn by Teacher Li Yanan, and the name of this work is Massacre!"

"Well done! Well done! Well done!" Elder Zhao, whose mind had recovered, gave Li Yanan a thumbs up and praised three times in a row.

Li Yanan said: "Although I have not experienced the history of blood and fire, I have also heard about the appalling massacres decades ago from various documents and video materials. My drawing has shortcomings. , I implore Mr. Zhao for guidance."

"Good job!" Mr. Zhao still said the same thing.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao recovered, Yang Fei said, "Mr. Zhao, there are still many paintings. Are you going to visit again?"

"well!"

"I'll help you."

"No need to help me, I'm still strong! Don't look at me over 70, if the motherland needs me, I can still hold a steel gun and go to the battlefield!"

The audience burst into warm applause.

Li Yanan asked: "Yang Fei, how do you know him?"

Yang Feidao: "Our group once invited some veterans of the Anti-Japanese War to the company to give speeches and conduct patriotic education. Mr. Zhao is one of the guests we invited."

Li Yanan said: "So that's the case. Yang Fei, I have an idea, and I need your help again."

Yang Fei said: "I have never refused your business."

Li Yanan blushed slightly, and said: "It's like this. When I painted this massacre, many ideas and techniques, as well as planning and layout, were too hasty. I think this theme is really worthy of my attention." Going to paint, so I want to hear more about the memories of veterans like Mr. Zhao, and listen to them talk about what happened in the past. Only when I get first-hand materials can I create better works.”

Yang Fei said: "Aren't you afraid? Still dare to draw?"