The past wears the present-modern

13 pointing.

This time, Chong Tianshi's expression was much more serious, he said in a low voice. "I have tried various methods in the past few days, but the effect is not satisfactory."

Qiu Shuyun didn't want to talk, and it wasn't like he was blind and didn't see his younger brother.

"Then what should we do now?" Qiu Shuyun asked Master.

Chong Tianshi looked at Zhuo Xiaonian, "We can only wait for such random things."

Zhuo Xiaonian was overwhelmed by Mount Tai for a moment.

Seeing Zhuo Xiaonian's situation, Chong Tianshi said, "Don't be nervous, we, as Tianshi masters, will do what we say once we take on a task."

Zhuo Xiaonian thought about his desire to return to Chang'an, "But I can't offer anything that can be used as a reward."

As soon as he said this, Chong Tianshi's eyes lit up.

However, the old Jiang Hu for many years still made him serious.

"Old Li opened a traditional Chinese painting class. As long as you have nothing to teach, the remuneration will be cancelled."

Zhuo Xiaonian felt sold out for a moment.

However, Chong Tianshi's expression was too serious, he really couldn't say anything.

Qiu Shuyun, who was on the side, interjected, "Where is that old Li you mentioned?"

Chong Tianshi coughed twice, his face flushed.

"It's in Dibei City, very close to your high school."

Now, Zhuo Xiaonian can be sure that this heavy celestial master was planned from the beginning.

Qiu Shuyun was not interested in these things, because the tasks he took, including the remuneration afterwards, were much more than Master, if it wasn't for Master's inconvenient stepping out of this courtyard for some reason.

Maybe, when he received Zhuo Xiaonian's task, he would make the other party pay a higher price.

His eyes shifted to Zhuo Xiaonian, perhaps the fact that he is an ancient would bring some advantages.

The master and the apprentice took turns to look at Zhuo Xiaonian, staring at each other with chills.

Zhuo Xiaonian couldn't stand this naked gaze, so he said, "Address."

There was determination in his tone.

Thinking that when he was in Chang'an, his calligraphy and painting skills were also praised by many talented scholars, so it must be difficult for him to point out such trivial matters.

Chong Tianshi's mouth was crooked when he smiled.

Qiu Shuyun suddenly remembered, why was Chongyi not in the courtyard during this time?

After thinking about it, he asked out.

Chong Tianshi looked up, as if recalling, "His great-grandfather called him back and said that there will be a catastrophe this year, and he needs to go back to the ancestral house to escape."

Zhuo Xiaonian did know that he used to have this habit in big families.

After sitting in the courtyard for a while, he asked about Qiu Youwei's situation and went back home.

As for Old Li's address.

It has been posted on Zhuo Xiaonian's mobile phone, just ask brother when you want to go.

All the way the bus shakes slowly.

Zhuo Xiaonian pulled the bus ring and pondered, does he need to move out during this time?

After all, occupying someone else's body and living under the same roof as his elder brother, he was not used to it either psychologically or from the remaining physical reactions.

Fortunately, Qiu Shuyun didn't know what Zhuo Xiaonian was thinking.

Otherwise, Zhuo Xiaonian would find out on the first day of moving that no matter where he lived, the neighbor to the door must be Qiu Shuyun.

It was still early when we arrived in Dibei City.

Zhuo Xiaonian wanted to go and see where Old Li was.

Relying on the address on the text message, I asked all the way to the location.

Qiu Shuyun followed behind. He really wanted to say that using GPS could solve the problem, but Zhuo Xiaonian seemed to deliberately avoid contact with him.

Qiu Shuyun didn't speak, and followed Zhuo Xiaonian around.

Until a community.

Looking at the overall environment, it seems to be a bit old.

Zhuo Xiaonian went all the way according to the address.

to the door.

Zhuo Xiaonian hesitated for a moment, and came out to look at the house number outside, and it was indeed the correct address.

Bold up and knock on the door.

In fact he used very little of this courtesy.

Soon, someone inside came to open the door.

Unexpectedly, people of different ages gathered in the small house, the only thing in common is that they get along very well.

It made Zhuo Xiaonian feel strange.

A lean old man, asking them what's the matter?

Maybe it's because of the stained pen and ink, the words and demeanor only have a sense of calmness and calmness.

Zhuoxiao reported the name of Chong Tianshi.

After being warmly welcomed by the old man, Qiu Shuyun behind him did not forget.

After chatting a few words casually, they entered the place that was originally the living room.

The light is good, and the space is enough for several people to paint at the same time.

Zhuo Xiaonian glanced at it casually, there was no specific thing but he could draw a feeling.

This kind of feeling can only be understood by those who have been painting for a long time, and you can sink into it without words.

After going around for a while, Zhuo Xiaonian found that the painting skills of modern people are mostly straightforward.

The key points that I want to highlight and the relationship I want to express are all clear and clear, without the artistic conception and countless imaginative spaces that ink and wash want to express.

Old Li watched from the side, very satisfied with the fat man.

Then, he was led to another house.

The ink and wash hanging on the wall and the people who are painting made Zhuo Xiaonian think about it.

If you read that right.

Zhuo Xiaonian walked around to the painter, and sure enough, he was imitating landscapes, which were different from those popular in Chang'an, and were wider in terms of painting sense and space.

The person who was painting felt that someone was joining him, looked up and saw that it was a young man, and gave him the brush for painting landscapes, "Would you like to try it?"

Zhuo Xiaonian looked at the ink that only used a single color, and shook his head.

The old man in the painting just smiled and continued to devote himself to it.

Leader Lao Li led him around the house, and then sat down in the living room and asked Zhuo Xiaonian, "How are the people in here drawn?"

Zhuo Xiaonian thought about it, and could only say that each had their own strengths.

This sentence is not a compliment, it made Lao Li frown.

He made an excuse to let Zhuo Xiaonian and the others go back first.

On the way, Qiu Shuyun suddenly said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to pay your reward."

Zhuo Xiaonian walked in a good manner, and when he heard a sentence, he must ask why.

Qiu Shuyun put his hands behind his head, "Old Litou, I heard the name of this person once when I received the task. It seemed to be at a client's home. I didn't hear what he said clearly at the time, but I complained that this person was too old when I was a child. strict."

Zhuo Xiaonian thought it was something, but in the end he said this sentence, and he was relieved.

"Isn't that bad?"

For a moment, Qiu Shuyun felt unable to continue talking to him.

He could only say in a muffled voice, "It's up to you."

Zhuo Xiaonian smiled, "Even if the remuneration cannot be paid, I still have other ways to repay it." On this point, he did not lie.

Earlier, he considered that making calligraphy and painting might cause some unnecessary troubles, so he thought of the food that Xu Niang made for him. In fact, he watched most of the food from the sidelines. After so many days, he also groped to understand some , the taste is almost the same as the original taste, so when the time comes to sell it or change careers to become a chef, it will be repaid after a period of time.

As for the original noble son's habits, he also restrained himself a little bit. Originally, many things in this world were unavoidable. If he didn't change his mind, he might just die in this world with his backbone and pride.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Xiaonian paused, dying of old age... Is it possible?

Qiu Shuyun didn't give him a chance to think about it and said, "Other ways?"

Zhuo Xiaonian came back to his senses, "Yes."

Qiu Shuyun really wanted to ask, but when he saw Zhuo Xiaonian smiling mysteriously, he stopped.

Forget it, this is a debt between him and the master, why should he intervene as an apprentice?

The two went back slowly.

At this point, already hungry.

If not, Zhuo Xiaonian insisted on going to see Old Li, maybe they were having dinner in the rented room.

Qiu Shuyun checked the time and changed it. There was still an hour before dinner, so it should be a piece of fruit.

Seeing a fruit shop along the way, Qiu Shuyun went in.

Zhuo Xiaonian waited outside.

A flamboyant looking car passed by Zhuo Xiaonian.

Obviously it was just the wind, but Zhuo Xiaonian trembled reflexively, and turned his head to look.

The speed that had slowed down began to accelerate again.

Zhuo Xiaonian took a look, is it too cold today?

Eyes look up to the sky.

Not long after, Qiu Shuyun came out of the shop.

A bag of green apples looked especially delicious.

If there was any place that made Zhuo Xiaonian most satisfied, it would probably be the convenience stores that lined the streets and alleys.

"I just washed one in the store, and said it was free to taste." After speaking, he threw it into Zhuo Xiaonian's arms.

Zhuo Xiaonian took the apple, and there was still clear water on it. If it is said to take advantage, he really can't compare to Qiu Shuyun.

Of course, it only refers to the home aspect.

The car that passed Zhuo Xiaonian before stopped at a place in front, and the windows were rolled down.

People sitting inside watch them go away.

Then, say to the driver: "Go."

Qiu Shuyun suddenly cheered up and looked left and right.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo Xiaonian asked.

"It's nothing." In fact, according to Qiu Shuyun's intuition for many years, someone must be thinking about his things now, and if he can't, he must go back and look after his eating tools.

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