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"Haha, I'm a master of my own work. I've joined the team, President Qian, why did you come so suddenly? Even Mr. Mei has been invited. Come inside, let's sit down and chat!"
Jiang Xiaoye put down his pen and immediately invited them to sit on the sofa inside.
The group of people were anxious and naturally followed in.
"I'm leaving!" Jiang Huai, who came to rob the couplet, took the couplet and left.
"Remember to post it for your hometown!"
Jiang Yunshan shouted.
"I know, I know!"
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The village was busy posting couplets, and the old village chief also took a group of children in the village to post couplets for the elderly in the village door to door. Naturally, the children were rewarded with lucky money and candies, and the whole village was filled with joy.
Jiang Xiaoye is making spiritual tea for them.
"Mr. Jiang, we are here for a very important matter this time." President Qian was restless and stood up again, pulling Jiang Xiaoye and motioning him to sit down.
Sometimes he wants to beg, but he really can¡¯t sit still.
"You can just say what you want. I'm here on the 29th of the New Year. I thought it was a unique time for you to give gifts. But let me explain first, I won't go out for anything. There are a lot of things in my village these two days."
¡° If he is asked to participate in some calligraphy and painting activities, Jiang Xiaoye is not in the mood to go. Chu Shiyuan won¡¯t even go home to stay with him. He doesn¡¯t want to go anywhere.
Pouring the tea, Jiang Xiaoye handed it over and said, "Drink tea. This tea can relieve your fatigue."
These people were all very tired, and Jiang Xiaoye could tell.
"Thanks!"
"Excuse me, Master Jiang."
They were also very tired after riding all the way.
"Mr. Jiang, you definitely don't need to go out, but it will take up some of your time, Mr. Jiang. A painting of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers at the opening ceremony of the Spring Festival Gala was accidentally destroyed. It was painted by several ink painters. It took half a year and lasted for six months. One meter wide and one meter wide. Mr. Jiang, we are here to ask you to see if you can draw a picture. You are the world's first ghost and god. Now it is too late for anyone to draw. We can only come here for help. is you."
Chairman Qian looked at Jiang Xiaoye nervously. If Jiang Xiaoye refused, half a year of hard work of their calligraphy and painting association would be over. The opening ceremony of the painting exhibition was a reflection of China's long cultural heritage!
This time, the matter is of great importance, and it is also related to the spread of calligraphy and painting culture.
"The painting is ruined? Can't it be repaired?"
Jiang Xiaoye was stunned for a moment. Are you here to ask for a painting? This one is quite simple, and it¡¯s very casual to draw by yourself.
"It can't be repaired. There were some accidents among our internal staff and it was badly damaged. This painting was used to show our Chinese cultural heritage to the world during the opening ceremony of the Spring Festival Gala. Now we can no longer come up with a suitable one, and the Spring Festival Gala will also We have started rehearsing other programs, which has a great impact on our Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Association, and also affects some of our Chinese cultural heritage. This matter is extremely important."
Bai Xingchen was even more impatient. He was responsible for this matter. When something like this happened, he almost wanted to die.
Master Ye Feng and national calligrapher Mei Lao also looked at Jiang Xiaoye.
Jiang Xiaoye is the only hope.
"this¡¡"
Jiang Xiaoye pondered for a moment and said, "Does it need to be something very shocking?"
Jiang Xiaoye also knows how important this kind of thing is. He will help if he can, and he will be used later.
"Yes, yes, yes, it can show the momentum of our Chinese mountains and rivers, and it can show the cultural expression of Chinese calligraphy and painting. The more shocking the better, Master Jiang, how long will it take?"
President Qian was overjoyed, and Jiang Xiaoye obviously agreed, but he began to worry about not having enough time.
"Is there enough time?"
Mr. Mei felt that it was too difficult.
It can be said that it is simply impossible to achieve. Writing is possible, but ink painting, the preparation time for this thing is very troublesome. This is the work of several masters in half a year!
¡°It¡¯s in time, it¡¯s not a big problem, but I need to use my own materials.¡±
Since they need momentum, ordinary paper cannot withstand the art of incarnation of all things. Jiang Xiaoye gave them a tea ceremony: "It's okay to draw, but I need help with something. I want to build a world-class calligraphy and painting learning center here. This painting will be hung in the school from now on, and you will also come to support it in the future."
The Chinese Go Association has agreed, and the following are the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and the Ancient Wu Association.I might as well do something bold and bold!
"There is no problem with this at all. We have already started discussing the study quota, but we also ask Mr. Jiang to teach more painting in the future. After all, you are a ghost-level painter, the first ghost-level painter!"
President Qian nodded immediately, stood up happily, held Jiang Xiaoye's hand and said, "It's so troublesome for Mr. Jiang!"
"It doesn't matter, if that's the case, I'll get ready."
Jiang Xiaoye nodded. There would be no problem at all in painting a few paintings by himself. Real teaching and communication still depended on these old people. He was just using his reputation in disguise to provide a place.
Prepare special drawing paper!
Seeing Jiang Xiaoye leave, Mr. Mei hesitated to speak. He wanted to ask Jiang Xiaoye from whom he learned his calligraphy.
But when he saw people walking away, he immediately went to read the couplets.
"Good words, good words!"
¡°Is there really such a person in this world who is born to be a calligrapher?
Mr. Mei was filled with admiration.
Jiang Xiaoye came to the forest farm. The mutated thatch had covered the entire pig shed. The long mutated golden thatch, some were as wide as a palm, and the length was even more undulating. I don¡¯t know how many meters!
"Whoops~"
Seeing someone coming, a group of piggies immediately ran over and surrounded Jiang Xiaoye with grunts, obviously looking 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 drop a lot of food. Some have already run to the edge of the stone trough waiting to put pig food.
There is no pig food, but there is a lot of spiritual rain!
Jiang Xiaoye thought for a while and immediately started to rain.
"Heaven, earth, water and spirit, listen to my wishes and turn into clouds and rain, bringing blessings to you!"
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The light rain fell continuously all over the sky, and the piggies squeezing around raised their heads. After the spiritual rain fell on them, it would automatically penetrate into the body and be absorbed.
The Wild Boar King also came and stood there bathing in the spiritual rain.
More and more piggies are gathering.
A few minutes later, Jiang Xiaoye accepted the spirit rain, and then with a wave of his hand, several long golden thatches were cut off and flew into the sky.
¡°Bang!¡±
A purple fire appeared, and the piglets dispersed. The smell of the flame made them feel scared.
The golden thatch melted into one and turned into a ball of liquid, which was quickly pulled apart to form a strange paper that was more than ten meters long and two meters high, with streaks of light flowing on it. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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