Chapter 862
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"Ha ha, I'm the master of the class. I'm the leader of the team. How can you come so suddenly? Even Mr. Mei has been invited here. Please come inside. Let's sit down and talk."
Jiang puts down his pen and immediately invites them to sit on the sofa inside.
A group of people worried, naturally followed in.
"I'm gone!" Jiang Huai, who came to rob the couplet, went away with the couplet.
"Remember to post it to your hometown!"
Jiang Yunshan called out.
"Know, know!"
……
The village is busy pasting couplets. The old village head takes a group of children from the village to paste couplets for the old people. Naturally, the children have lucky money and candy rewards. The whole village is jubilant.
Jiang Xiaoye is making Lingcha for them.
"Mr. Jiang, we have a very important thing to do this time." President Qian is restless. He stands up again and takes Jiang Xiaoye to sign him to sit down.
Sometimes he wants to ask, but he is really restless.
"You can say it's OK. I thought you had a unique time to give gifts when you came here on the 29th of the lunar new year. But first of all, I won't go out for anything. There are many things in my village these two days."
If he is allowed to take part in some calligraphy and painting activities, Jiang Xiaoye is not in the mood to go there. Chu Shiyuan will not go home to accompany him here. He does not want to go anywhere.
After pouring tea, Jiang Xiaoye hands it over and says, "drink tea. This tea can relieve your fatigue."
These people are very tired. Jiang Xiaoye can see that.
Thank you
"Master Jiang is in trouble."
After taking the bus all the way, they were also very tired.
"Mr. Jiang, I'm sure you don't have to go out, but it will take you some time. The opening ceremony of the Spring Festival Gala, a picture of thousands of Li rivers and mountains, was accidentally destroyed. It was painted by several ink painters. It took six months. It was six meters long and one meter wide. Mr. Jiang, this time we want to ask you to see if you can draw one. You are the first ghost in the world. Now No matter who it is, it's too late to draw. We can only come to you for help. "
President Qian looks at Jiang Xiaoye a little nervously. If Jiang Xiaoye refuses, their calligraphy and Painting Association will finish their painstaking efforts for half a year. The opening ceremony of the exhibition shows the long-standing cultural heritage of China!
This time, it is a matter of great importance as well as the spread of calligraphy and painting culture.
"The painting is ruined? Can't it be fixed? "
Jiang Xiaoye is stunned for a moment. Does his emotion come for painting? This is quite simple. I still paint freely.
"It can't be repaired. Some accidents happened to our insiders, and they were badly damaged. This painting shows the inheritance of Chinese culture to the whole world at the opening ceremony of this Spring Festival Gala. Now we can't find the right one, and the Spring Festival Party has begun to rehearse other programs. This has a great impact on our Huaxia painting and Calligraphy Association, and also affects some of our cultural heritage in China. This is extremely important. "
White star star star is more impatient, this matter is his responsibility, this appeared this kind of thing, it is let his dead heart have.
Ye Feng, a great master of calligraphy, and Mei Lao, a national calligrapher, also look at Jiang Xiaoye.
Jiang Xiaoye is the only hope.
"This..."
Jiang Xiaoye pondered for a moment: "do you need a very shocking one?"
How important this kind of thing is, Jiang Xiaoye is also clear. He can help if he can, and he also needs to use the Taoist family in the future.
"Yes, yes, it can show the momentum of our mountains and rivers, and the cultural expression of Chinese calligraphy and painting. The more shocking, the better. Master Jiang, how long will it take?"
President Qian is overjoyed. Jiang Xiaoye obviously agrees, but he starts to worry about the lack of time.
"Time, is there time?"
Mr. Mei felt it was too difficult.
It can be said that it is impossible to achieve it. Writing is OK, but the preparation time of ink and wash painting is very troublesome. This is the work of a digital master for half a year!
"In time, it's not a big problem, but I need my own materials."
Since it needs momentum, ordinary paper can't bear the incarnation of all things. Jiang Xiaoye delivers tea to them and says, "painting is OK, but I have one thing I need to help with. I want to build a world-class calligraphy and painting learning center here. This painting will be hung in the school in the future, and you will support it in the future."
The Chinese Go Association has already agreed. The following is the painting and Calligraphy Association, as well as Gu Wu. Let's have a big and bold fight!
"There is no problem at all. We have already begun to discuss the number of places for study. However, Mr. Jiang can teach painting more in the future. After all, you are a ghost level painter, the first ghost level painter!"
Chairman Qian immediately nodded. He stood up with great joy, took Jiang Xiaoye's hand and said, "it's so troublesome for Mr. Jiang!"
"Well, in that case, I'll go and prepare."
Jiang Xiaoye nods. When the time comes, there is no problem in painting a few paintings by himself. The real teaching and communication still depends on these old people. He just provides a place with his reputation in disguise.Prepare special drawing paper!
Seeing that Jiang Xiaoye has left, Mr. Mei stops talking. He wants to ask who Jiang Xiaoye learned from.
However, when the man went far away, he immediately went to see the couplet.
"Good words, good words!"
Is there really such a calligrapher born in this world?
Mr. Mei was full of admiration.
When Jiang Xiaoye comes to the forest farm, the mutated thatch has covered the whole pig shed. Some of the long variant golden grass are as wide as palms, and the length is rolling. I don't know how many meters!
"Wheezing ~"
a group of piglets came running to see if someone was coming. They hemmed around Jiang Xiaoye to see if there was anything to eat.
More and more pigs are coming to the pig farm. They also know that when someone comes, they will spill a lot of food. Some of them have already run to the edge of the stone trough to wait for pig food.
There is no pig food. There is a lot of Lingyu!
Jiang Xiaoye thinks about it for a moment and starts to rain.
"Heaven and earth are full of water. Listen to my wishes, change clouds and rain, and bring happiness to one side!"
Little rain!
The drizzle falls all over the sky, and all the piglets crowding around raise their heads. After the rain falls on them, they will automatically penetrate into the body and be absorbed.
Boar king also came, standing in situ bathed in spirit rain.
More and more piglets are coming.
After a few minutes, Jiang Xiaoye receives the rain, and with a wave of his hand, several long golden grass are cut off and fly to the sky.
"Bang!"
A purple fire appeared, and the pigs scattered in a uproar. The smell of the fire made them feel afraid.
The golden thatch is integrated into a liquid, which is soon pulled apart to form a strange paper with a length of more than ten meters and a height of two meters, flowing light on it.
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"Ha ha, I'm the master of the class. I'm the leader of the team. How can you come so suddenly? Even Mr. Mei has been invited here. Please come inside. Let's sit down and talk."
Jiang puts down his pen and immediately invites them to sit on the sofa inside.
A group of people worried, naturally followed in.
"I'm gone!" Jiang Huai, who came to rob the couplet, went away with the couplet.
"Remember to post it to your hometown!"
Jiang Yunshan called out.
"Know, know!"
……
The village is busy pasting couplets. The old village head takes a group of children from the village to paste couplets for the old people. Naturally, the children have lucky money and candy rewards. The whole village is jubilant.
Jiang Xiaoye is making Lingcha for them.
"Mr. Jiang, we have a very important thing to do this time." President Qian is restless. He stands up again and takes Jiang Xiaoye to sign him to sit down.
Sometimes he wants to ask, but he is really restless.
"You can say it's OK. I thought you had a unique time to give gifts when you came here on the 29th of the lunar new year. But first of all, I won't go out for anything. There are many things in my village these two days."
If he is allowed to take part in some calligraphy and painting activities, Jiang Xiaoye is not in the mood to go there. Chu Shiyuan will not go home to accompany him here. He does not want to go anywhere.
After pouring tea, Jiang Xiaoye hands it over and says, "drink tea. This tea can relieve your fatigue."
These people are very tired. Jiang Xiaoye can see that.
Thank you
"Master Jiang is in trouble."
After taking the bus all the way, they were also very tired.
"Mr. Jiang, I'm sure you don't have to go out, but it will take you some time. The opening ceremony of the Spring Festival Gala, a picture of thousands of Li rivers and mountains, was accidentally destroyed. It was painted by several ink painters. It took six months. It was six meters long and one meter wide. Mr. Jiang, this time we want to ask you to see if you can draw one. You are the first ghost in the world. Now No matter who it is, it's too late to draw. We can only come to you for help. "
President Qian looks at Jiang Xiaoye a little nervously. If Jiang Xiaoye refuses, their calligraphy and Painting Association will finish their painstaking efforts for half a year. The opening ceremony of the exhibition shows the long-standing cultural heritage of China!
This time, it is a matter of great importance as well as the spread of calligraphy and painting culture.
"The painting is ruined? Can't it be fixed? "
Jiang Xiaoye is stunned for a moment. Does his emotion come for painting? This is quite simple. I still paint freely.
"It can't be repaired. Some accidents happened to our insiders, and they were badly damaged. This painting shows the inheritance of Chinese culture to the whole world at the opening ceremony of this Spring Festival Gala. Now we can't find the right one, and the Spring Festival Party has begun to rehearse other programs. This has a great impact on our Huaxia painting and Calligraphy Association, and also affects some of our cultural heritage in China. This is extremely important. "
White star star star is more impatient, this matter is his responsibility, this appeared this kind of thing, it is let his dead heart have.
Ye Feng, a great master of calligraphy, and Mei Lao, a national calligrapher, also look at Jiang Xiaoye.
Jiang Xiaoye is the only hope.
"This..."
Jiang Xiaoye pondered for a moment: "do you need a very shocking one?"
How important this kind of thing is, Jiang Xiaoye is also clear. He can help if he can, and he also needs to use the Taoist family in the future.
"Yes, yes, it can show the momentum of our mountains and rivers, and the cultural expression of Chinese calligraphy and painting. The more shocking, the better. Master Jiang, how long will it take?"
President Qian is overjoyed. Jiang Xiaoye obviously agrees, but he starts to worry about the lack of time.
"Time, is there time?"
Mr. Mei felt it was too difficult.
It can be said that it is impossible to achieve it. Writing is OK, but the preparation time of ink and wash painting is very troublesome. This is the work of a digital master for half a year!
"In time, it's not a big problem, but I need my own materials."
Since it needs momentum, ordinary paper can't bear the incarnation of all things. Jiang Xiaoye delivers tea to them and says, "painting is OK, but I have one thing I need to help with. I want to build a world-class calligraphy and painting learning center here. This painting will be hung in the school in the future, and you will support it in the future."
The Chinese Go Association has already agreed. The following is the painting and Calligraphy Association, as well as Gu Wu. Let's have a big and bold fight!
"There is no problem at all. We have already begun to discuss the number of places for study. However, Mr. Jiang can teach painting more in the future. After all, you are a ghost level painter, the first ghost level painter!"
Chairman Qian immediately nodded. He stood up with great joy, took Jiang Xiaoye's hand and said, "it's so troublesome for Mr. Jiang!"
"Well, in that case, I'll go and prepare."
Jiang Xiaoye nods. When the time comes, there is no problem in painting a few paintings by himself. The real teaching and communication still depends on these old people. He just provides a place with his reputation in disguise.Prepare special drawing paper!
Seeing that Jiang Xiaoye has left, Mr. Mei stops talking. He wants to ask who Jiang Xiaoye learned from.
However, when the man went far away, he immediately went to see the couplet.
"Good words, good words!"
Is there really such a calligrapher born in this world?
Mr. Mei was full of admiration.
When Jiang Xiaoye comes to the forest farm, the mutated thatch has covered the whole pig shed. Some of the long variant golden grass are as wide as palms, and the length is rolling. I don't know how many meters!
"Wheezing ~"
a group of piglets came running to see if someone was coming. They hemmed around Jiang Xiaoye to see if there was anything to eat.
More and more pigs are coming to the pig farm. They also know that when someone comes, they will spill a lot of food. Some of them have already run to the edge of the stone trough to wait for pig food.
There is no pig food. There is a lot of Lingyu!
Jiang Xiaoye thinks about it for a moment and starts to rain.
"Heaven and earth are full of water. Listen to my wishes, change clouds and rain, and bring happiness to one side!"
Little rain!
The drizzle falls all over the sky, and all the piglets crowding around raise their heads. After the rain falls on them, they will automatically penetrate into the body and be absorbed.
Boar king also came, standing in situ bathed in spirit rain.
More and more piglets are coming.
After a few minutes, Jiang Xiaoye receives the rain, and with a wave of his hand, several long golden grass are cut off and fly to the sky.
"Bang!"
A purple fire appeared, and the pigs scattered in a uproar. The smell of the fire made them feel afraid.
The golden thatch is integrated into a liquid, which is soon pulled apart to form a strange paper with a length of more than ten meters and a height of two meters, flowing light on it.
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"Ha ha, I'm the master of the class. I'm the leader of the team. How can you come so suddenly? Even Mr. Mei has been invited here. Please come inside. Let's sit down and talk." Jiang puts down his pen and immediately invites them to sit on the sofa inside. A group of people worried, naturally followed in. "I'm gone!" Jiang Huai, who came to rob the couplet, went away with the couplet. "Remember to post it to your hometown!" Jiang Yunshan called out. "Know, know!" The village is busy pasting couplets. The old village head takes a group of children from the village to paste couplets for the old people. Naturally, the children have lucky money and candy rewards. The whole village is jubilant. Jiang Xiaoye is making Lingcha for them. "Mr. Jiang, we have a very important thing to do this time." President Qian is restless. He stands up again and takes Jiang Xiaoye to sign him to sit down. Sometimes he wants to ask, but he is really restless. "You can say it's OK. I thought you had a unique time to give gifts when you came here on the 29th of the lunar new year. But first of all, I won't go out for anything. There are many things in my village these two days." If he is allowed to take part in some calligraphy and painting activities, Jiang Xiaoye is not in the mood to go there. Chu Shiyuan will not go home to accompany him here. He does not want to go anywhere. After pouring tea, Jiang Xiaoye hands it over and says, "drink tea. This tea can relieve your fatigue." These people are very tired. Jiang Xiaoye can see that. Thank you "Master Jiang is in trouble." After taking the bus all the way, they were also very tired. "Mr. Jiang, I'm sure you don't have to go out, but it will take you some time. The opening ceremony of the Spring Festival Gala, a picture of thousands of Li rivers and mountains, was accidentally destroyed. It was painted by several ink painters. It took six months. It was six meters long and one meter wide. Mr. Jiang, this time we want to ask you to see if you can draw one. You are the first ghost in the world. Now No matter who it is, it's too late to draw. We can only come to you for help. " President Qian looks at Jiang Xiaoye a little nervously. If Jiang Xiaoye refuses, their calligraphy and Painting Association will finish their painstaking efforts for half a year. The opening ceremony of the exhibition shows the long-standing cultural heritage of China! This time, it is a matter of great importance as well as the spread of calligraphy and painting culture. "The painting is ruined? Can't it be fixed? " Jiang Xiaoye is stunned for a moment. Does his emotion come for painting? This is quite simple. I still paint freely. "It can't be repaired. Some accidents happened to our insiders, and they were badly damaged. This painting shows the inheritance of Chinese culture to the whole world at the opening ceremony of this Spring Festival Gala. Now we can't find the right one, and the Spring Festival Party has begun to rehearse other programs. This has a great impact on our Huaxia painting and Calligraphy Association, and also affects some of our cultural heritage in China. This is extremely important. " White star star star is more impatient, this matter is his responsibility, this appeared this kind of thing, it is let his dead heart have. Ye Feng, a great master of calligraphy, and Mei Lao, a national calligrapher, also look at Jiang Xiaoye. Jiang Xiaoye is the only hope. "This..." Jiang Xiaoye pondered for a moment: "do you need a very shocking one?" How important this kind of thing is, Jiang Xiaoye is also clear. He can help if he can, and he also needs to use the Taoist family in the future. "Yes, yes, it can show the momentum of our mountains and rivers, and the cultural expression of Chinese calligraphy and painting. The more shocking, the better. Master Jiang, how long will it take?" President Qian is overjoyed. Jiang Xiaoye obviously agrees, but he starts to worry about the lack of time. "Time, is there time?" Mr. Mei felt it was too difficult. It can be said that it is impossible to achieve it. Writing is OK, but the preparation time of ink and wash painting is very troublesome. This is the work of a digital master for half a year! "In time, it's not a big problem, but I need my own materials." Since it needs momentum, ordinary paper can't bear the incarnation of all things. Jiang Xiaoye delivers tea to them and says, "painting is OK, but I have one thing I need to help with. I want to build a world-class calligraphy and painting learning center here. This painting will be hung in the school in the future, and you will support it in the future." The Chinese Go Association has already agreed. The following is the painting and Calligraphy Association, as well as Gu Wu. Let's have a big and bold fight! "There is no problem at all. We have already begun to discuss the number of places for study. However, Mr. Jiang can teach painting more in the future. After all, you are a ghost level painter, the first ghost level painter!" Chairman Qian immediately nodded. He stood up with great joy, took Jiang Xiaoye's hand and said, "it's so troublesome for Mr. Jiang!" "Well, in that case, I'll go and prepare." Jiang Xiaoye nods. When the time comes, there is no problem in painting a few paintings by himself. The real teaching and communication still depends on these old people. He just provides a place with his reputation in disguise.Prepare special drawing paper! Seeing that Jiang Xiaoye has left, Mr. Mei stops talking. He wants to ask who Jiang Xiaoye learned from. However, when the man went far away, he immediately went to see the couplet. "Good words, good words!" Is there really such a calligrapher born in this world? Mr. Mei was full of admiration. When Jiang Xiaoye comes to the forest farm, the mutated thatch has covered the whole pig shed. Some of the long variant golden grass are as wide as palms, and the length is rolling. I don't know how many meters! "Wheezing ~" a group of piglets came running to see if someone was coming. They hemmed around Jiang Xiaoye to see if there was anything to eat. More and more pigs are coming to the pig farm. They also know that when someone comes, they will spill a lot of food. Some of them have already run to the edge of the stone trough to wait for pig food. There is no pig food. There is a lot of Lingyu! Jiang Xiaoye thinks about it for a moment and starts to rain. "Heaven and earth are full of water. Listen to my wishes, change clouds and rain, and bring happiness to one side!" Little rain! The drizzle falls all over the sky, and all the piglets crowding around raise their heads. After the rain falls on them, they will automatically penetrate into the body and be absorbed. Boar king also came, standing in situ bathed in spirit rain. More and more piglets are coming. After a few minutes, Jiang Xiaoye receives the rain, and with a wave of his hand, several long golden grass are cut off and fly to the sky. "Bang!" A purple fire appeared, and the pigs scattered in a uproar. The smell of the fire made them feel afraid. The golden thatch is integrated into a liquid, which is soon pulled apart to form a strange paper with a length of more than ten meters and a height of two meters, flowing light on it. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
