It is close to Gong Basheng, but he has never met him. It is a bit regretful after all.

Xiaoxiao arranged in his heart when he would go to Qiyuan with his friends to listen to the piano again? It was just that reality was busy and the world was ups and downs.

Every time I see a dreamlike existence like Gong Basheng, it seems to be based on an extremely tricky coincidence, so Xiaoxiao does not force these things.

It is now the first day of May again. The carnival day of Xianglu controllers is here as scheduled. Perhaps because the Ven and Zhu families' ring matches are too grand, many people who know nothing about Xianglu have also studied Xianglu. Just like those major football events in later generations, they will absorb new fans every time they are held. Whether it is real fans or fake fans, at least the enthusiasm at that time is sincere.

But Xiaoxiao cannot witness such a grand event with his own eyes every time. The general manager still has to attend, and he cannot ask for leave and skip classes every time for such a press conference.

Especially today there is a math exam. The math teacher has always said his life motto: "I hate three kinds of people the most in my life. One is the one with leftovers, the second is the one with walking with my shoes, and the third is the one with absent exams."

Xiaoxiao can't let himself be hated by the old man so sincerely, so he must bite the bullet and take the exam.

The examination room was quiet, and only the sound of grinding ink could be heard occasionally. This was very good in ancient times. Even the rustling sound of the tip of the pen on the test paper was a silence version. People use high-end brushes.

Xiaoxiao is not a top student, but she is not afraid of exams. She calms down and does one question at a time, and she can always get a good score.

At this moment, the Xytron Lane, a few miles away from the examination room, was unprecedentedly lively.

The merchants are not stupid - other stores in this alley know how to use others to build momentum for themselves, and this day it will definitely not attract customers into the store, so they use large billboards to attract everyone's attention. In just one year, the merchants in Kyoto realized the power of advertising.

There was still a long queue in front of the shop of "Wen's Xianglu". In addition to talking about Xianglu, the crowd in the team also appreciated the various billboards on both sides of the team.

These billboards in the shop are nothing more than the hands of several artists from Kyoto painting clubs. Although they all have their own style due to their infinite creativity, the painting methods are nothing more than just a few, either freehand or fine brushwork, or smudged or light colored. They must be the way of ancient Chinese paintings. In other words, in the eyes of the world, paintings should be like this and cannot appear in other forms.

Of course, a few people have also come into contact with Western paintings. Most of these paintings appear on ornaments such as handicrafts. Very few people actually appear in the form of paintings. Even if these very few people are lucky enough to see them, they are mostly Western ancient paintings, and their contents are mostly related to Western religions, which are not enough to attract too much attention from people.

Today's Xylophone Lane is like a corridor of advertising posters. Each company has set up a large billboard at the door of the store as if it had been discussed to attract the attention of pedestrians.

The people in the team looked over one by one. When they approached the door of the Wen family store, everyone couldn't help but stop and opened their mouths. No matter what the fragrance of today is, just the huge Persian beauty painting in front of them is enough to shock everyone.

Some timid people even screamed when they saw this painting: "Ah!!! Is this true or false?! Is this a painting?!"

People held their breath and looked at the painting closer. This was really a painting, and this painting was absolutely correct, and it was not as three-dimensional as it was at first sight.

It is this painting that allows the people of Kyoto to experience the charm of this Helen beauty.

"Why is there no blank space in this painting?" There are always people who know how to draw, come forward to make a professional evaluation.

Yes, this painting does not leave any blank space, and every corner is filled with colors. Speaking of thick ink and heavy colors, this painting is the real thick ink and heavy color.

The background color is yellow sand color with black and yellow. The whole picture shows the bust of a Persian beauty, with maroon curly hair, fair skin, blurred eyes, and plump red lips. Compared with those of the Central Plains, it is a angular facial contour, so three-dimensional, so beautiful, and so dazzling.

In the past, people in the Central Plains always thought that the Persians were a bit rough and not as delicate as the locals. They even thought that the appearance of deep eyes and high noses was not as good as that of the painting. They did not know until today that such appearance was just Chinese paintings with a faint blank...

Perhaps, only such beauty can support such a splash of ink and heavy colors. Everyone looked up at the beauty on the painting, and for the first time they experienced what it was to shine brightly. The beauties in the painting were wearing shiny gems, but they were completely without the preciousness of jewelry. The alien jewelry made of gems seemed primitive and enchanting in the long yellow sand, just like the Turkic roses growing madly in front of the beauty, whose vitality tenaciously released their blood-like colors.

The people of the Central Plains have sparse facial features, but now compared by this Persian beauty, their facial features seem to be so light that they can be erased by a hot veil. This strange contrast further highlights the beauty of Helen.

It turns out that the name of this bottle of fragrant dew today is Helen.

The incense material used is also Turkic rose.

Just a few hours ago, everyone was still speculating about who the third beauty of Wen Jia Xianglu was - this beautiful woman, Helen, appeared out of nowhere and occupied the hearts of the people of the Yuanlong Dynasty with a portrait of a rich and colorful figure.

It’s really a different approach and win with wonders!

In addition to caring about Xianglu, people are also very concerned about who the author of this painting is, but the author did not leave his name and only wrote the four words "Jinghong Xiangguan".

(Tang Xiaoxiao doesn't believe it anymore, why is it so difficult to run a photo studio!)

No matter how fragrant the "Zhaojun" on the Zhu family is, it still falls into clichés, and falls into clichés that the people of the Central Plains have never broken out for thousands of years.

In this round, the Wen family won a great victory.

There is no way, Helen is so beautiful and her style is so unique. The most important thing is that Turkic roses smell so good! How can the Xianglu controllers not buy it?!

The chain side reaction caused by this fragrance is that Persian girls finally had a market at major blind date banquets and have been popular for many years.

The "Helen" Xianglu itself has never withdrawn the cabinet since it was put on the shelves. It has been going on for decades and has become an indelible alien landscape.

Even the middle-aged uncle who knows nothing about Xianglu, if you insist on telling him the name of Xianglu, you will probably scratch your head and say in a tentative tone: "Helen? It's Helen."

It’s like in today’s world, people who don’t know perfume will blurt out: “Fifth Avenue? It’s the Fifth Avenue.”

Whether you say it is vulgar or it becomes a street fragrance, its name is so strong.

...

Now Xiaoxiao has successfully ended her math test and has entered May without realizing it.

The pomegranate flowers turn red and the weather is hot every day, and the Dragon Boat Festival is coming in a blink of an eye.

Xiaoxiao was eating mats in his grandmother's yard as usual. Because his mother was still in confinement, the old lady did not stay for too long and returned to Zhuli Pavilion after dinner.

Xiaoxiao held a pair of Ai Ren'er in her hand and planned to go home to tease her brothers. When she thought of the two little guys dancing side by side, Xiaoxiao's steps became light and fast.

Xiao Dier couldn't help but say, "The girl just drank a lot of realgar wine at the meal. I was afraid that the girl would get drunk."

"Is that so? Have I drunk a lot?" Xiaoxiao asked.

"Yes, the girl and everyone drank it. She went to toast the elders and drank three big cups. The other girls were not as honest as you." Xiao Dier tried to support her and smiled as she walked.

Xiaoxiao remembered the "No Drunk" incident again. Because he was told by the old miracle doctor, he could not tell the truth to Xiao Dier. At this moment, he had to pretend to hold his forehead: "I feel a little sleepy when I say this, maybe I am drunk."

"Then go back and rest earlier. The girl is tired these days." Xiao Di'er couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

The two of them were walking through the bamboo forest at this moment, and suddenly they heard someone whispering in the forest, and they couldn't help but let go.

After listening carefully, I found that there were two little girls hiding here in the forest fighting grass. No, now it is Dragon Boat Festival again, fighting grass is a serious show.

Xiaoxiao didn't want to disturb them, he only heard someone say, "I have a tortoiseshell pen", and another person replied, "I have a jade brush."

Because I was passing by, I couldn't hear the following words.

After walking over, Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask Xiao Dier: "What are the tortoiseshell pens they are talking about?"

Xiao Dier thought for a while: "It should be said that she asked Jing."

Xiao Dier once worked in Zhaozhousi Pharmacy and is quite proficient in these medicinal materials.

Xiaoxiao couldn't remember what Jing was, but this did not affect his continued shamelessness to ask: "Where is the jade brush?"

Xiao Dier found a thorn on the ground, and smiled and said, "What they were talking about is the green weeds that often grow next to the thorn."

Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes and looked at it: "This tortoiseshell-like thing is just asking Jing?"

Xiao Dier nodded.

Xiaoxiao looked carefully before suddenly realizing: "Then the green weeds beside him have the same roots as Jingnai."

Xiao Dier was really curious, so she dug it out and saw that it was indeed growing together: "I have grown up today! How could this thing be so magical? It should be grown on the same plant, right? Is this green one considered a leaf of the jingle?"

"This explanation is complicated. It is not a leaf, but a nutritional stem. This thing like a tortoiseshell pen is just a spore stem of a thorny thorn." Xiaoxiao didn't expect that he could remember it so clearly. It seems that the previous plant encyclopedia was really in vain.

"Where does the girl see these strange knowledge?" Xiao Di'er asked curiously. Anyway, there are only two masters and servants at this moment, so it is not an exaggeration to ask some questions. "It must be the girl who sees it from the book." - Although Xiao Di'er seriously suspected that Xiao Xiao was the drunk saying after getting drunk. What kind of nutrition is the bun, it is like a drunken word no matter how you hear it.

Xiaoxiao looked like he was generous: "In Japan, this plant is called Shancai, and there are girls there who use Shancai as their name."

Because the name of the girl Shancai was so incredible, Xiao Dier became more and more suspicious of the girl being drunk and talking nonsense: "...Is the girl tired? I will help the girl back to sleep."
Chapter completed!