The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

dong dong dong~

"report!"

"Enter!"

In the office of the commander of the Ye Province Military Region, as soon as Major Staff Officer Zhou Guihong entered the door, she saw Gu Chengyuan holding a wolf hair brush and writing with great concentration.

At this moment, the setting sun happened to shine in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, as if it had coated Gu Chengyuan with a layer of golden light. Combined with his calm and indifferent expression, he actually looked somewhat divine.

"Sit anywhere you want," Gu Chengyuan, who was writing the key point, greeted without raising his head.

In numerology, there is an important concept called "official killing".

"Officials and Killings" include the Direct Official and the Seven Killings. The Direct Official represents orthodox management and restraint, and implies uprightness, peace and order.

The Seven Killings represents challenge, authority, and radicalism, and implies impact and oppression.

The Seven Killings can be seen as a powerful spiritual energy. All the emperors, generals and ministers who have accomplished great things throughout history have had a high proportion of the Seven Killings in their official positions.

But everything requires a balance. The Zhengguan and Qi Sha complement each other. It is not good for either side to be too strong or too weak.

Why did many wise emperors become foolish in their later years? From the perspective of numerology, it may be because they were old and could not suppress their own Seven Killings, which backfired on them and made them radical and extreme.

So Gu Chengyuan practiced calligraphy and made tea, saying that he was cultivating his sentiments, but in essence he was using calligraphy to defend himself against death.

When a young man with no foundation first ascends to a high position, it is difficult for his original Zhengguan to suppress the surging Qi Sha. In order not to become rebellious and extreme, he needs to use external things to grind and suppress his own Sha.

Because only when he writes can he find true peace and tranquility in his heart.

Seeing the leader practicing calligraphy, Zhou Guihong did not sit and wait, but walked over to Gu Chengyuan.

“My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror”

“Everything we do is just”

Looking at the contents written on the rice paper, Zhou Guihong couldn't help but read them out softly. At this time, Gu Chengyun had just finished writing the last stroke and signed his name.

"Commander, your calligraphy skills are getting better and better. Every stroke is vigorous and powerful, and even an amateur like me feels inexplicably shocked!"

"Especially the upright mind and the realm of thought, which makes me feel like I am looking up to a mountain!"

Hahaha~

Hearing this, Gu Chengyuan, who had just come back to his senses from calligraphy, put down his pen and couldn't help laughing.

"Guihong, you've also learned bad things from them!"

"Commander, I just said what I thought!" Zhou Guihong said seriously.

"It is precisely because you are an outsider that you feel shocked. My calligraphy level is still far from that!"

After she finished speaking, Zhou Guihong lightly adjusted her glasses and suddenly became serious:

"Commander, I have some humble opinions, but I don't know whether I should say them or not."

"Oh? Tell me."

This was the first time that Zhou Guihong expressed her opinion in front of him, and Gu Chengyuan also showed great interest.

"I personally believe that art is something that can be appreciated by both the elite and the masses. Real art is beauty that can be intuitively felt by everyone! Art that has a threshold for appreciation is not art. It is a barrier deliberately set up for laymen in order to increase its value!"

"Beauty is an intuition. Appreciating beauty is human instinct. Isn't it a forced interpretation to require professional knowledge to explain beauty?"

"This behavior is essentially to gain the right to speak, to control the right to interpret art!"

"To put it bluntly, the people who created this discourse system are still in business. With just a few words, they can decide whether a piece of shit can be sold for millions or even tens of millions. And those who are excluded from their discourse system, no matter how well they paint, will be called shit!"

"So I think that your handwriting is already at the level of art, and those damn art standard setters are trying to use the standards of art to bully you and make you submit to their discourse system!"

"These are no longer ordinary artists. We should strike hard at them!"

“Return art to the people, let the people enjoy art, and let people’s artists like you, the chief, get the status they truly deserve!”

When Zhou Guihong said this, her face was completely flushed with excitement.

...

After the words fell, Gu Chengyuan was silent for a while, and then asked:

"Guihong, it seems that you have been studying art a lot recently. Are you interested in painting?"

"Report to the commander, I like it very much. I have to paint every day after get off work. It is because of this that I started to think about the philosophy of art."

Hmm...I like painting...it turns out he looks like an old friend?

That’s not surprising!

Although thinking this way, Gu Chengyuan believed that what Zhou Guihong said was indeed correct.

The discourse system and right of interpretation of modern art are indeed based on hegemony.

After all, no matter how powerful the pen is, it is not as powerful as the gun.

As a result, Gu Chengyuan suddenly came up with a naughty idea.

When I become popular around the world in the future and throw the "Chicken Eating Rice Picture" on the heads of those so-called art centers and art halls, how will they evaluate it?

Asked about painting Western Europe?

Of course, the premise is that they can still live to that time! Live until the time when I can liberate them!

cough~

Thinking of this, Gu Chengyuan suddenly realized that he had gone a little far, but not too far away. Counting the days, it seemed that the Chinese New Year was less than a month away.

Zhou Guihong's words also happened to remind him!

I pay attention to the military, but I can't just focus on the military. I also have to consider the spiritual and entertainment life of the soldiers!

Thinking of this, Gu Chengyuan soon came up with an idea.

"Gui Hong!"

"To!"

"Since you like art, I will give you an art-related task. You will be responsible for forming an art troupe!"

"Considering the hardship of the soldiers fighting on the front lines, organizing a cultural troupe to go to the grassroots to perform can not only relieve the pressure on the soldiers, but also enrich their spiritual life, which is conducive to improving their combat effectiveness!"

"In addition, it can also solve the employment pressure of a group of survivors majoring in art. We fight and kill zombies, and they sing and dance. We are both rebuilding civilization!"

"The military must also be inclusive and should not exclude these artistic talents from the ranks!"

"Great idea, Chief!"

Hearing this, Zhou Guihong's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly. He was indeed very interested in art.

"Then what is the level of this art troupe, and its name..." Zhou Guihong asked inquiringly when she mentioned this.

"It is organized at the regimental level, as for the name..."

Gu Chengyuan pondered for a moment, and then decided:

"Let's call them Xishan Light Cavalry!"

"Xishan Light Cavalry? What a good name, Sir. It not only has the place of origin, but also has combat effectiveness!" Zhou Guihong praised quickly.

"The actual quota is 500. You must have it ready before the end of the year. The selection criteria should be high. We should try to select candidates with professional training. They must have both good looks and body... voice, right?"

"As for the scope, we can select from the entire controlled area. The base number is larger, the talents are better, and the specific treatment is the same as that of enlisted soldiers!"

"Whether the soldiers can have a good New Year depends on how well you do your job!"

After saying that, Gu Chengyuan smiled and patted Zhou Guihong on the shoulder.

Feeling the heavy responsibility on her shoulders, Zhou Guihong also quickly assured:

"Reporting to the commander, we will never fail in our mission!"

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