Chapter 179 Twins, one paints and the other writes poetry
(There was a plot in the first two chapters that was not well written. The protagonist took the initiative to trick Li Baoqing and left an escape route for Li Baoqing. After a sleep, I thought the plot was too low, so I revised the plot. The protagonist
Being attacked by a surprise attack, the conflict between the two parties escalated, and the protagonist did not leave any escape route for Li Baoqing. Those who have already ordered please refresh and see the revised plot. Sorry.)
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Zhang Xiang and Li Baoqing's lawyers met and the two parties signed a settlement agreement.
Afterwards, Li Baoqing and his wife quickly started operating as required.
First, he sold his equity to those four institutions and Yang Chen, and then donated all his assets to the Red Cross.
After getting it done, the family quickly returned to their hometown in the countryside in the northwest.
They were also afraid that one day Yang Chen would be unhappy and think of this incident again, and in anger he would order the overseas mercenary branch of SHIELD Security Group to come over and kill their whole family.
At this time, Qiu Yuhong also returned from handling the mercenary matter in the United States.
After getting off the plane, he went directly to Longmei Hospital to see Yang Chen.
Qiu Yuhong: "Mr. Yang, how do you feel now?"
Yang Chen smiled and replied: "It's fine a long time ago. I thought it was comfortable to live here, so I didn't leave the hospital."
Qiu Yuhong: "Haha... It's good that Mr. Yang is fine. What about Li Baoqing? I heard that they have returned to their hometown in the northwest. Do you want to send someone to deal with them?"
Yang Chen: "Forget it. We are at such a stalemate. If something happens to them now, even fools will know that it was me. There is no need to cause trouble. From now on, they will just farm in their hometown and I will not pursue them. If they still want to get out,
Home in the countryside, just take care of them for me. I really want him to stay in a sparsely populated village for generations to come!"
Qiu Yuhong: "Understood! Then... the matter in the United States was settled. The murderer was killed by our people. I also gave the families of the dead and injured mercenaries a settlement allowance from the overseas branch account. Now everything is settled."
The total cost is 1 million meters, do you think you can accept it?"
Yang Chen: "Haha... I believe in Director Qiu's ability. Thank you for your hard work, go back and rest quickly. I will be discharged from the hospital and go home tomorrow. I have been idle for many days. I have to work hard tomorrow and attract more customers." p>
Qiu Yuhong looked admiring and thought to himself: "This is the ideological awareness and patience of the boss. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to be so rich and still be patient and run an online ride-hailing service."
How did he know that everything Yang Chen has now is obtained by running online ride-hailing services.
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On Sunday, Yang Chen got up early to solicit customers.
He is lying in Longmei Hospital these days. He has not solicited customers for many days. He must be more diligent. Hard work will make you rich.
At around ten o'clock, Yang Chen picked up a passenger who was going from Haicheng Academy of Fine Arts to the city museum.
At first glance, this girl is from a scholarly family, she has a bookish air about her, and she exudes elegance in every move she makes.
Moreover, she is still wearing a student uniform with a slight Republican style, which is eye-catching.
With an oval face, a high nose bridge, and big eyes, it feels like it was drawn by an artist and her mother gave birth to her in this look.
How beautiful is she?
She is so beautiful that Yang Chen thinks he should deduct 1-2 points from girls like Wang Qianni because she has raised Yang Chen's aesthetic standards to a higher level.
Yang Chen: "Is this the passenger with the last number 2513?"
Female passenger: "Yes! Master, please drive faster. I'm going to the museum to visit the art exhibition. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."
Yang Chen: "Okay! Fasten your seat belt, I'll try my best to go as fast as possible!"
After a while, the female passenger received a call.
Female passenger: "Hey, Xiaoling, are you here? Ah? Is it almost over? Master, please hurry up, the exhibition is almost over. Please."
Yang Chen: "Okay, okay, I've accelerated, can't you feel it?"
Female passenger: "Not fast enough! Go faster and let me feel like taking off!"
Isn’t this your boyfriend’s business?
Why are you making things difficult for me, an online ride-hailing driver?
Yang Chen has already reached the age of fifty, and he might be targeted any faster.
Yang Chen: "Okay, I'll try my best to be as quick as possible. This art exhibition is so important, why don't you leave early?"
Female passenger: "Oh...forget it, I wasn't planning to go originally. But my friend said that he saw four very good paintings in the art exhibition. They were themed on the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and depicted the artistic conception of four ancient poems. The quality
Extremely high. I just wanted to see it. This is the only chance to see a painting of this level. So, Master, please hurry up and don’t miss it.
."
Listening to her description, why does Yang Chen feel so familiar?
Yes, it looks familiar, not the ear.
"Could it be the four paintings I painted?" Yang Chen thought to himself.
Soon, they arrived at the city museum.
Yang Chen also wanted to see if those four paintings were painted by him, so he quickly found a place to park his car and go in to have a look.
As soon as he entered the exhibition hall, Yang Chen saw many people crowded together to look at the paintings, and he quickly went over to take a look.
Sure enough, the four paintings that Yang Chen sold to Xue Yinong are on display here.
"Mr. Jinghu is really amazing. These four paintings made him come alive. I feel like I am the person in the painting, and I have an immersive feeling."
"It is no exaggeration to say that I have never seen such high-level paintings among modern painters. If he lived in ancient times, these paintings would definitely become masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. It is not impossible for a painting to sell for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
!"
"But I have never heard of Mr. Jinghu before. Why did such a master painter suddenly appear?"
"Looking at his painting style, he should be the kind of master who retreats to the countryside. This kind of person will definitely not appear in public. It is normal that we have never heard of it. I just don't know where the organizer of this exhibition got this from.
It is estimated that they will not make the four paintings public. After all, the more mysterious a painter like this is, the more precious he is."
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Listening to the discussions of the visitors next to him, Yang Chen felt a secret feeling in his heart.
"Oh, don't crowd me. Can you stand where you are and don't move?" said the female passenger.
By coincidence, she was squeezed next to Yang Chen by other visitors.
"Hey, driver, it's you. Are you coming to see the art exhibition too?" the female passenger asked.
Yang Chen smiled and nodded, and said: "I heard from you that these four paintings are very powerful, so I'll come over and take a look."
Female passenger: "Hee hee...how is it? Is the painting very good? It is no exaggeration to say that I have seen works by many famous artists, but none of them are as good as Mr. Jinghu's paintings. I really don't know who this gentleman is."
What kind of master is he? I think he should have white hair and a silver beard, and feel like an immortal from another world."
Yang Chen is a little helpless, will his paintings give people this feeling?
He actually made the girl think he was an old master with white hair and silver beard.
Yang Chen: "The three paintings of Spring, Summer and Autumn are indeed good, but "Fishing Alone in the Cold River Snow" is a bit unsatisfactory."
When Yang Chen said this, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Haha... Young man, you can't eat randomly, and you can't talk nonsense. In my opinion, these four paintings can definitely be regarded as contemporary masterpieces. It is almost impossible for other painters to paint such paintings."
An old man said.
Seeing that he seemed very understanding, Yang Chen asked: "May I ask what you call the old gentleman?"
The old man replied with a smile: "I, Zhao Jingzhong, all my friends in the circle call me Qingfeng Jushi to save my face."
Damn it, Qingfeng Jushi seems to be very nice to listen to. He sounds very high-end when he hears it. Yang Chen instantly felt that his Mr. Jinghu was a bit rustic, and he still suffered from a lack of deep cultural background.
At this time, the onlookers were shocked.
"Ah! You are the layman Qingfeng! The painting "Qingfeng Mingyue" that sold for 10 million yuan is your work!"
"Master Qingfeng, you are my spiritual idol! I particularly like your painting of "Mountain and River Huansha Picture", with seven women in seven postures. It is so good."
"I'm so lucky today. I actually got to meet you, Master Qingfeng. This trip was not in vain. I made a lot of money."
……
Zhao Jingzhong said with a smile: "Thank you everyone for liking my works. Like everyone else, I came to appreciate Mr. Jinghu's paintings. I think his paintings are better than mine."
At this time, the female passenger said very politely: "Grandpa Zhao, do you also think these four paintings are very good?"
Grandpa Zhao?
It seems that this girl is not simple at all. She can call Qingfeng layman Zhao Jingzhong directly as Grandpa Zhao. She must be the child of a big shot in this circle.
Zhao Jingzhong said with a smile: "I think it's really good. Mr. Jinghu's attainments should be above mine. It's a pity that I can't communicate with him face to face."
Yang Chen quickly said: "You are both Qingfeng layman, and your level must be above him. The painting of "Fishing Alone in the Cold River Snow" is not good. The old man's fingers are all crooked, and the fishing line is also a little bent.
It's completely illogical. I'm sure Mr. Jinghu was still very raw when he painted this painting, so he made such a small mistake."
Everyone quickly took a closer look at the coir raincoat's fingers and the fishing line, and found no bend or crookedness.
"Where is it? It looks pretty good to me!"
"That's right! How come I didn't find anything bent or crooked? Don't lie."
"Handsome guy, what do you do? Are you also a professional painter?"
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"I am an online ride-hailing driver." Yang Chen answered truthfully.
"Haha..." Everyone laughed.
"What do you, an online ride-hailing driver, know?"
"That's right! This is art, not everyone can appreciate it. If you look at the things produced by the Academy of Fine Arts of Huaqing University, netizens are scolding them for being too ugly and for plagiarizing foreign works. But they don't do that at all.
According to the comments of netizens, it is a work of art, and not everyone can appreciate it."
"Even Master Qingfeng said yes, but you, an online ride-hailing driver, said no. Te Le Lone Xing is not manifested in this kind of thing."
……
After all, Yang Chen is now a painter recognized by everyone in the profession. He doesn't even bother to be serious with these melon-eaters. He just takes whatever they say...
Zhao Jingzhong took out a magnifying glass, observed it carefully for a while, and then said with a smile: "Young man, you have such good eyesight. Strictly speaking, this old man's fingers are indeed a little crooked, and the fishing line is also a little bent." p>
Everyone was dumbfounded, this online ride-hailing driver was really fooled.
Later, Zhao Jingzhong continued: "But! When we appreciate paintings, we cannot simply think from normal logic, but also consider the context of the painting. We know that this poem was written after Liu Zongyuan was demoted, and the whole poem highlights "loneliness."
So, you can imagine a little old man who has lost his job and is fishing alone in the snow on the river. Is he really fishing? No, he is just killing his lonely time. Mr. Jinghu uses a slightly skewed expression
He used his fingers to highlight the hardship of Liu Zongyuan’s life, and his fingers were so tired that they were not straight. He also used twisted fishing lines to express a sense of relief and relief. He was not fishing, but passing the time. So, don’t use your current
Think about the living conditions of the old people in the painting, otherwise you will understand it wrong and think that the poet and painter made a mistake."
"Pa bang bang..."
The visitors applauded very excitedly.
Zhao Jingzhong nodded with a smile and said: "Appreciating paintings actually requires accumulating experience, just like writing an article, you need to accumulate experience. I am older and understand this artistic conception better. You are still young, so it is normal for you not to understand. But you can't do it just because
If you don’t understand, you just say they made a mistake. Right?”
"Master Qingfeng is right!"
"Yes! That's right, that's the truth."
"You don't have to express your opinion if you don't understand, but it's wrong to say that someone made a mistake."
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I wiped it, and Yang Chen was shocked.
Uncle, it is true that I made a mistake on this painting because it was my first time to paint. How could you come up with so many excuses?
This Qingfeng layman may be the legendary expert.
There is an unspoken rule in the calligraphy and painting circle, that is, whatever the experts say is true, it is true, and what the experts say is worth whatever it is worth.
Previously, the granddaughter of a great painter took an authentic painting by the painter for appraisal, and the expert said that the painting was fake.
She revealed her identity and said that this painting was left to her by her grandfather.
Everyone thought that the expert had been slapped in the face, but the expert said something that made people angry but helpless.
"If you appreciate this painting by yourself, it is the authentic work of your grandfather. But if you want to sell it, if I say it is fake, it will be fake. If I say it is real, it will be real. Without us
If it is stamped by experts, no one will think it is true."
Now Yang Chen has finally realized the power of experts. Even if he is the author and points out flaws, what the experts say is reasonable will be reasonable.
If these paintings hadn't been sold to Xue Yinong, Yang Chen really wanted to reveal his identity and make everyone believe that there was something wrong with "Fishing Alone in the Cold River Snow".
If he forcibly reveals his identity and points out mistakes, it will definitely reduce the value of these four paintings, which will harm Xue Yinong.
At this time, SHIELD security personnel came, carrying shotguns and escorted the four paintings into the car and left.
Yang Chen and other visitors were not interested in seeing other paintings, and it was almost dinner time, so everyone had dispersed.
At this time, Zhao Jingzhong was surrounded by fans asking for a photo.
However, Zhao Jingzhong stopped Yang Chen with a smile and said: "Kid, you have good eyesight. Please leave your contact information so that we can come out and appreciate the paintings together in the future."
Yang Chen refused with a smile: "How can I, an online ride-hailing driver, have that kind of skill? It's up to the old gentleman to appreciate it for himself. What I express at my level are all fallacies. I still have to drive, so I won't talk to the old gentleman anymore.
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After saying that, Yang Chen left.
"This person is really rude and rude to layman Qingfeng."
"It's normal. He is just an online ride-hailing driver. How high-quality can you expect him to be?"
"That's right, this is not where he should have come."
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In fact, it can be seen from Huaqing Academy of Fine Arts’ response to netizens that they, so-called artists, look down on ordinary people. If they think it is good, it is good. If ordinary people say it is not good, they do not know how to appreciate it.
Therefore, if Yang Chen, as an online ride-hailing driver, dares to publish such "fallacies", he will naturally be despised by these so-called artists.
As soon as Yang Chen got on the bus, the female passenger came to the side with a smile.
"Master, where are you going now? Can you take me back to the Academy of Fine Arts?" the female passenger asked.
Yang Chen shook his head and said: "No, I want to eat."
Female passenger: "Then I'll treat you to dinner, and you can send me to the Academy of Fine Arts for free. OK?"
Yang Chen shook his head and said: "No, I'm not familiar with you, and I don't like to eat for free. I'm going to eat now, so you can call someone else's car. I'm sorry."
The female passenger looked unhappy. She didn’t expect that she would be rejected by an online ride-hailing driver.
Watching Yang Chen drive away, she stamped her feet angrily, then turned around to eat.
Yang Chen found a restaurant, ordered two dishes, and had a delicious meal.
The body is the capital of revolution. At the very least, you must ensure that you eat and sleep on time.
After eating, Yang Chen wanted to find a cool place to rest as usual.
Not far after driving out, he saw the driver Chen Xing.
Chen Xing also recognized Yang Chen's Phaeton at a glance and quickly waved his hand to stop it.
"Brother Chen, do me a favor. My car broke down. Please help me take the passengers in the car to Haicheng Academy of Fine Arts. Please, please." Chen Xing said and handed over a can of Red Bull.
Yang Chen was not polite to him and took the Red Bull so that he wouldn't have to feel that he owed a favor and would have to make up for it later.
Chen Xing happily ran back and called the passengers down.
Yang Chen was immediately confused. Is this the legendary fate?
The passenger in Chen Xing’s car turned out to be the female passenger who went to the museum to exhibit.
The female passenger couldn't help but laugh when she saw Yang Chen.
Yang Chen waved to Chen Xing and drove away.
"Oh, what a coincidence? It seems like you can't escape from my Wuzhishan." The female passenger joked.
Yang Chen chuckled and replied: "How about our ancestors invented a word called fate? This is called fate!"
The female passenger laughed and said: "Don't be shy, who is destined to you? Let me ask you, how did you see the flaws in that painting when you were in the museum? So many of us didn't notice it, Grandpa Zhao
I also took a magnifying glass and stared at it for a while before I realized. Why can you see it so easily?"
Nonsense, that was painted by my brother. Can I not know what is wrong with it?
Yang Chen: "I have good eyesight. After all, I am a driver. When driving, I have to keep an eye on all directions and listen to all directions. My eyesight and hearing are definitely better than those of ordinary people."
Female passenger: "Tch, I'm pretty good at blowing. My name is Lin Shuying, what's your name?"
Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, do you have a sister named Lin Anxiang?"
Lin Shuying: "Hey, how did you know? Can you tell fortunes?"
Yang Chen: "You really have a sister named Lin Anxiang? I'm talking nonsense, how can it be a name? The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. I was thinking about how your family named you Shuying
, if you have another sister, you should call her Anxiang. I didn’t expect you actually have a sister named Lin Anxiang.”
Lin Shuying: "Well, I have a twin sister named Lin Anxiang. But she is different from me. I like to paint, and she likes to write poetry."
If one paints and the other writes poetry, she must be a daughter of a rich and noble family. Children from poor families are not worthy of learning these two things. They simply cannot afford and cannot learn them.
After chatting like this, the relationship between the two got much better.
Soon, Yang Chen sent Lin Shuying to Haicheng Academy of Fine Arts.
"Do I need to pay you extra fare?" Lin Shuying asked.
Yang Chen shook his head and said: "No need. Can you use the toilet here casually?"
Lin Shuying chuckled, rolled her eyes, and said: "This is a school. Of course you can use the toilet at will. Then drive your car in. There is a parking space inside."
Yang Chen nodded, drove into the school, and found a parking space in the parking lot.
As soon as the two got out of the car, a girl who looked exactly like Lin Shuying came out of a pink BMW Z4.
"Sister!" she shouted.
Obviously, this is the twin sister Lin Anxiang that Lin Shuying mentioned.
When the two of them stand together, it's impossible to tell who is who.
Temperament, appearance, hairstyle, clothes, gestures, everything is exactly the same.
Darling, if someone finds one of them as his girlfriend, how can he tell which one is his girlfriend?
Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if we made a mistake?
Lin Anxiang's attention was always on Yang Chen, and she asked in a low voice: "Are you dating someone?"
Lin Shuying shook her head and cursed: "Online taxi driver. I can't drive, so I have to take a taxi when I go out."
Yang Chen couldn't help but panic, so he said: "Um...Miss Lin, I'll just go and take my leave first. Take my leave!"
Lin Shuying pointed to the teaching building and said: "There are bathrooms on both sides of each floor of that building. You can go find them yourself."
Yang Chen nodded and hurried over.
Lin Anxiang: "He's quite handsome. If you don't like it, give it to me."
Lin Shuying: "Do you want to die? Do you think you are a nymphomaniac just by looking at her? Why did you come to me?"
Lin Anxiang: "You have to deal with Zhang Quan for me. He sends me some disgusting messages every day. I am about to collapse. He is your colleague, you have to help me deal with him."
"This bastard! I've warned him many times not to harass you anymore, but he just doesn't listen! It seems like my words won't work. If that doesn't work, let the parents of both parties meet and talk." Lin Shuying said. p>
Lin Anxiang said speechlessly: "Do we need to call our parents for such a small thing? Besides, grandpa and dad really want us to find a well-matched boy. If we let them know, they would agree directly if we can't guarantee it. Then I won't
Is it over?"
Lin Shuying nodded, feeling that her sister was right.
"Come on, follow me to find him. Let's make it clear in front of him. If he continues to harass you, then you have to ask your parents to come forward." Lin Shuying said.
Lin Anxiang was helpless and could only follow her sister to find Zhang Quan.
After a while, the two of them came to the Huiling Lake in the school.
At this time, a group of people were watching something. The little girl was curious, and they both ran over to have a look.
Lin Shuying is now a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts. As soon as she comes over, her classmates take the initiative to give way to her.
"Wow, which one of you is Teacher Lin? Are you twins?"
"They look exactly the same."
"It's so similar that I can't tell who is who in person."
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At this time, Zhang Quan, who was painting, heard the two keywords Teacher Lin and twins, and immediately turned around and looked over.
"Sparse shadows, dark fragrances, you also come to see me paint." Zhang Quan said happily.
The two rolled their eyes and were immediately speechless.
How confident must he be to say such a thing?
However, because there are so many students here, Lin Shuying is embarrassed to speak up.
"Passing by, you draw. Once you've finished drawing, come here and I have something to tell you." Lin Shuying said, and then she pulled her sister towards a bench not far away.
As they were walking, a familiar figure walked to the bench and lay down directly.
That handsome figure can obviously only be found by a handsome man like Yang Chen.
The two sisters came to Yang Chen's side, but heard that Yang Chen was muttering poetry in a low voice with his eyes closed.
"The sunset is red and the autumn colors are gorgeous, and the maple leaves on the lake are stained with elixirs. There are three to two hundred million beauties in the Dragon Kingdom, but none of them can win my heart."
"Pfft..."
The Lin sisters couldn't help laughing at the same time.
The artistic conception that Yang Chen had just cultivated was suddenly shattered, and he quickly opened his eyes and stood up.
"Why are you two walking silently?" Yang Chen blamed.
Lin Shuying: "I'm afraid it will disturb your poetry writing."
Lin Anxiang: "The last two lines of your poem are really the finishing touch."
They are indeed twins, they both have the same style of sarcasm.
Yang Chen sat down again and replied with a smile: "I'm just talking casually, don't take it seriously. In fact, I am a very profound person."
Lin Shuying sat down, then patted the side and motioned for her sister to sit down too.
Lin Shuying: "For example, what are your connotations?"
Yang Chen: "Connotation is connotation. Of course, if the inner things are spoken out, is it still called connotation?"
"Pfft..." The two of them couldn't help laughing again.
Lin Anxiang: "Aren't you an online ride-hailing driver? Why don't you drive a sports car? How can you save money to buy a house and marry a wife if you are so lazy?"
Yang Chen: "Life should not only be carefree, but also poetic and picturesque. I am now experiencing the maple leaves and sparkling lake light. After I have finished experiencing it, I will go back to living a carefree life. Marriage and a wife are about fate. If you meet
A person who loves me is willing to buy a car and bring a dowry to marry me? All I have to do is take care of myself and wait for her to appear."
"Pfft..." The sisters couldn't help laughing again.
Their laughter confused Zhang Quan, who was painting not far away, and made him completely unable to continue painting.
My brother is the most talented among the younger generation of teachers at Haicheng Academy of Fine Arts. He pursued his sister but was rejected. Now he pursues her and is treated coldly.
How could that online ride-hailing driver make two beauties laugh?
Mad!
What do I need this brush for?
So what if I can paint all the rivers and mountains?
When it comes to picking up girls, you can’t even compare to an online ride-hailing driver, so what’s the point?
Mad, I won’t draw anymore.
Zhang Quan put down his brush, stood up and walked towards Yang Chen and the others...
