The First Chaos In History

A great **** happily talked about wine in my bar, and it was very lively for a while. Unfortunately, the piano, Liu Laoliu pulled me in front of everyone and said, "This is Xiaoqiang. He will take care of everyone's daily food and daily life."

The six old men nodded politely to me. Although few were serious, I was also very satisfied. These are all national treasures!

Liu Laoliu said to me: "Then you are busy, I have to go through the formalities of the next group of people quickly, this literati is here, why Tiandou should have nothing to do with you."

At this time, the chat content of the great gods has developed to a more complicated level. Wu Daozi pulled Liu Gongquan and said: "You write this character well, next time I finish drawing, you can give me a few characters." Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting. Regardless of family, the masters of painting can't go anywhere, but after all, there is a specialization in the art industry, and Wu Daozi made a request to Liu Gongquan with a mentality of striving for perfection.

Here Liu Gongquan is the youngest—about 1200 years old. The others are his predecessors, so he humbled and said, "It's a great honor!"

Yan Liben and Hua Tuo talked for a while and said, "Doctor, I've been dizzy recently, and after sitting for a long time, I feel dizzy. What's wrong with you?" Hua Tuo gave him a pulse and said, "You are My vitality is a little bit deficient, and I don’t exercise for a long time, so I have time to teach you Wu Qin Opera."

I rubbed my hands and said, "My ancestors, are you all tired? Let's go take a rest first."

Wang Xizhi said: "Xiaoqiang, after drinking the wine for a long time, I am very thirsty. Find something that can moisturize your throat."

This time it’s even more difficult for me. The biggest artist I have ever met was a local painter from the Municipal Painting Association who was invited to school during the school celebration. Those who did not drink from Xinyang Maojian did not drink it. In the end, our principal sent the dean of education out to buy it. What do you have to drink to serve Wang Xizhi's level?

"Master Wang, we don't sell tea here. Would you like me to take you to the teahouse?"

Wang Xizhi waved his hand and said, "No, just quench your thirst."

I hurried to the bar and asked, "What are we thirst-quenching?"

"Mineral water..." Sun Sixin gave me a strange look.

"No!" This was easily rejected by me, and I can't let the masters think that I will entertain them with cold water.

"Then there are only these drinks." Sun Sixin took out a lot of colorful bottles, and put my old brain in my arms in front of the old men. Yan Liben first took a bottle of Sprite and looked at it, and said: "This thing It can be used for painting." I hurriedly told him that it was not paint. While helping him to unscrew it, Yan Liben took a sip without comment.

Bian Que took a sip of Coke and said, "It tastes weird, do you know what medicinal ingredients are used?"

Just kidding, I won’t be here anymore. The Coca-Cola formula has been a mystery for 100 years. Some people estimate that this recipe alone is worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

I asked him, "Can you drink it?"

Bian Que shook his head first, and then said, "There must be a few herbs that I haven't seen before. In time, it's not difficult to figure it out."

Well, after he calculates it, adding a little carbon dioxide and caffeine is probably pretty much the same. The old men seemed to be satisfied with their drinks. It's much easier to serve than the City Art Association.

After a while, I gave the national treasures to the car first, and suddenly remembered something, and rushed back to the bar. Sun Sixin was clearing the table I had just sat on, and I grabbed my sleeves and wiped it out first. All the temporary works made with wine by famous calligraphy and painting artists have been wiped out. It is estimated that even this table can sell for ten thousand pieces. I asked Sun Sixin: "Those few people just left no notes, right?"

"No." Sun Sixin found that I was a little incoherent.

"That's good..." I ran into the car with another gust of wind, and I just remembered. They are six people, and Liu Laoliu’s vehicle is a sidecar motorcycle that I eliminated. How did they get here? Could it be that the Calabash Brothers Seven Missing Edition was staged again on this motorcycle?

Liu Gongquan finally explained to me: "Liu Laoliu led the way and hired a car for some of us."

Oh, it's here. Liu Laoliu is really courageous, he is not afraid that the driver will run halfway, kidnapping these six live treasures can be faster than kidnapping Gates, as long as they are delicious and drinkable, you can sell them with their handwritten stuff. Thousands of eight million-even if it is a letter of help.

When the car arrived at the school entrance, because the road was still being paved inside, we could only walk on this last journey. When a group got out of the car, Wu Daozi saw our school flag at a glance, and couldn’t help but point to the sky and exaggeratedly said, “It’s a hanging one. WTF?"

This side is often misunderstood as a triangle-shaped school flag. In front of others, I can confidently say that this is abstract art, but under the nose of this old man, how dare I presumptuously and said shyly: "That's the school flag of our school."

Wu Daozi put a hand on the top of his head, as if a **** was floating in the sky, and kept saying: "It's really shameful to take it off!"

I immediately followed suit and pulled the pulley to lower the flag. Wu Daozi held it in his hand and asked me, "What are you painting?" Wang Xizhi interjected: "The characters are so ugly!"

I honestly pointed and said: "This is a small person, this is an adult, because we are a civil and martial arts school, so it represents the realm of uncompromising and fearless facing evil forces...

After all, he is a master of art. Wu Daozi quickly understood what I meant and said: "The moral is good, but the painting skills are too bad. The person who painted this painting is less than 10 years old, right?"

Art is interlinked... It has no borders, regardless of race, and now it seems that time span is not a problem. Wu Daozi's eyes are like a torch!

Wu Daozi found a flat place to put the painting down, and sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a brush and a box of ink from his arms, and muttered: "I really can't bear to watch you ashamed every day. Pen it."

I leaned forward to please and said, "You simply help me repaint a picture."

Wu Daozi said without looking up: "No time." Seeing that there was no water nearby, he poured the remaining half of the bottle of Coke into the ink cartridge, rubbed it a few times, and dipped the pen. After carefully tracing the body and the sun a few times, the fabric was expanded and the fabric was printed, and the two characters were added three-dimensionally. After Wu Daozi finished drawing, he handed the pen to Yan Liben: "As for the characters, then It's all about Master Yan." I just heard them talk about each other and praised each other, and I also know that Yan Liben is best at drawing characters, especially his attitude.

Yan Liben smiled and said, "You don't need a master on the left, a master on the right, I'm just a few years older than you, so please call you a virtuous brother."

Wu Daozi also wanted to see Yan Liben's demeanor for himself, and passed the paintbrush forward, "Brother Yan, please."

Yan Liben didn't take the pen, stretched out his right hand, stroked the ink with his little finger, scratched the faces of the two characters in the flag, and then rubbed his hands and said, "Hehe, you're done."

Looking at the two people in the painting, one glared and crossed the eyebrows, and the other was in a state of sultry sky. Wu Daozi looked at the canvas foolishly, and said, "Wonderful, wonderful..." Yan Liben laughed: " Isn't it a magical touch for Brother Wu Xian's these few strokes?"

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Wang Xizhi took the canvas and picked up a pen again, and said, "The painting is good, but the word is really ugly. Xizhi is not talented, so I can help you change it by advising you."

I whispered: "That's Li Bai's authentic..."

Wu Daozi listened and laughed: "It was written by Xiaobai. No wonder it is so elegant. Don't worry, I and him are old acquaintances. Just say that I advocate changing the land. He will never blame you. It is a blessing for Sansheng to get the calligraphy of Brother Xi."

Later I learned that Wu Daozi not only met Li Bai, but also Li Bai 20, called Shixian Xiaobai...

Wang Xizhi was holding his pen, and smiling on Li Bai's original writing. Because of the limited canvas, the rewriting area is definitely not enough. Besides, it looks unreasonable. We are the Yucai Civil and Martial Arts School, and we are not the Yucai Civil and Martial Arts School... No matter how big the school is, the name cannot be echoed.

Therefore, Wang Xizhi only expanded the corners of the original characters to make every character look like it was rewritten. Wang Dashen seemed to have a good drink and a happy mood, so he wrote "Dead Moon" with a few strokes. Connected together to make our school return to its original name, and then wipe the wrist, outline the two words "caiwen", and look at the three words "yucaiwen"-I can't see the good or the bad, but At least it looked like it was completely natural, Wang Xizhi couldn't help but said: "Well, these three characters today are actually a bit more satisfying than the "Lanting Preface"." When he was proud, he was about to describe the following words as well. Seeing Liu Gongquan eager to try, he handed over the pen: "The rest is Brother Lao Liu."

Liu Gongquan nodded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ without speaking, he just wrote with his pen. It seems that his emotions have been brewed a long time ago, so the three words "wu school" have been re-personalized under his hands. I just remember now, people always say "yanjinliugu", I only know that this allusion says that there are two people who are good at calligraphy. As for which two people really haven't asked them carefully, it seems that the "liugu" is mostly Speaking of Liu Gongquan, he wrote the last three words, which are extremely impressive, even a layman like me reads it with gusto, especially the word "wu", which is really tense when you look at it.

The four old men finished their stunts, smiled at each other, and then said in unison: "Hang up and let's take a look."

And at this time, I had already folded the school flag carefully, folded it, and carefully held it in my arms...

Under their supervision, I had to raise the flag again with a bitter face. Our flag was fluttering in the wind. In the flag, two people became fire and water. The best thing is that even under the same color, people can realize that, intentionally or unintentionally. The strenuous spirit of the little man, the degree of fidelity of the form has surpassed the three-dimensional animation, and from a distance, it is almost like two real people hanging on a pole-quite scary. As for the characters on the side, laymen do not comment, but afterwards, although all the copies were hung, our school flag was still stolen repeatedly. We caught a lot of such elegant thieves, but we still can’t hit them because they are often on TV. Those who showed up, in the end, we had to include many famous people from the Painting Association and Calligraphy Association on our school’s unwelcome list...