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Volume 2 Growth Chapter 793 The Fate of the "Head"

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    The afternoon sun slanted in through the crystal window bars, illuminating the entire study and making it bright.  Qingying¡¯s eyes were dull, and his face was full of shock and surprise, because he suddenly saw a face that was very familiar to his soul appearing in front of him.  He has a slightly short and slim body, short gray-brown hair parted in the right quarter, and the most iconic thing is still the square mustache above his lips. Few people in Germany will trim their beards like this.  this shape.  Coupled with the tall nose bridge and the familiar facial contour, Qingying was almost 100% sure that the person in front of him was the Satanic Demon King who once made the whole of Europe tremble in another dimension!  "Adolf Mr. Hitler?" Qingying tried her best to suppress the surging emotions in her heart and asked softly.  The mustache painter bowed respectfully and acknowledged his identity with a slightly hoarse voice; in his heart, the king in front of him must have learned his name through the previous appointment for a portrait.  Seeing that her judgment was completely confirmed, Qingying suddenly felt a sense of absurdity in her heart; this painter of the destined age who appeared in front of her had already subverted all her image of him in her mind.  ¡°In another parallel world without Qingying¡¯s intervention, the man in front of him has created a legendary history that is unprecedented and most likely unprecedented in his fifty-year career.  He dropped out of high school, his parents died young, and he was impoverished and spent a long time sleeping on the streets of Vienna, drinking snow and carrying luggage and moving boxes.  After the end of World War I, he was just a private captain after four years of fighting in the hail of bullets; the Treaty of Versailles severely restricted the size of the German army.  He lost this stable career in the subsequent wave of disarmament and demobilization.  Thus, the family life should be on the right track in their thirties.  He returned to the extremely familiar and extremely miserable wandering life in his early years.  "However, it was such an ordinary young man who had a difficult life, but in the years that followed, he shined brightly across Europe and even the world.  The gunshots in the beer hall and the bars in Munich became the tempering experience that stripped away the last trace of childishness in him; the hibernation and forbearance after his comeback and the full publicity during the campaign allowed him to truly transform into a man in the cruel and fierce political battle.  He was an outstanding leader and eventually took over the government, completing his astonishing rise from an unemployed poor man to the head of a great country in just fifteen years.  Even the economic crisis that affected the world gave him an excellent opportunity to win the election resoundingly.  But the struggle he has experienced in the past years is itself a blazing lighthouse, inspiring countless future generations who have encountered setbacks to set up their masts and raise their sails, and start again on the road to the ultimate goal!  If it were just like this, Qingying's heart would not be touched too much. However, everything he did next completely explained the true meaning of the Satan Lord - he possesses astonishing qualities that ordinary people simply cannot reach.  A great strategy, but completely lacking in the most basic conscience of ordinary people.  Under his leadership, Germany swept away the weakness and malaise of the Weimar era and became as powerful and majestic as it was in the pre-imperial era; and this rumbling chariot of revenge also wiped out the European continent under his decisive leadership.  .  He created peerless martial arts that had not been achieved by any European empire since the Napoleonic era.  The continuous ice peaks in the far north of Norway, the vast waves in the depths of the ocean; the scorching yellow sand at the equator of Africa.  The fertile black soil of the Eastern European plainsare all fluttering under a clanking fiery red swastika flag, and the country's power is at its peak.  However, this deformed country built on extreme nationalism is as bright and short-lived as a comet streaking across the sky.  Just a few years later, he and his empire collapsed under an overly powerful foreign attack, and the horrific massacre was also revealed after the war, becoming a pillar of shame for which he will be nailed to history forever.  of unwashable sin.  Hitler in history was undoubtedly an extremely powerful dictator. In the photos and images of him that have been circulated around the world, you can clearly feel the unique leadership temperament he exuded.  However, the man standing in front of Qingying at this moment did not have the arrogant and arrogant aura in Qingying's impression. He acted just like an ordinary imperial subject who naturally produced emotions after seeing the emperor and the king.  of tension and fear.  "Mr. Hitler, weren't you a warrior warrior who won the Iron Cross First Class during the last war? Why do you appear here as a painter now?" A few minutes later, Qingying finally calmed down her turbulent emotions.  Inwardly; he walked slowly to his desk, sat down, and asked again in a calm voice.  Seeing the mustache in front of her that was completely different from the historical plane, Qingying not only had a rare curiosity in her heart: because of herself, what kind of life path did this key figure who lost the stage embark on?  The mustache holding the paintbrush looked surprised, as if because the king in front of him knew about his past.He felt extremely confused after knowing the truth; he sorted out his thoughts in his mind, and then said respectfully: "My insignificant past can be known to your majesty. It is really a pride that I will remember for the rest of my life. In fact,  , before entering the German army, I had the dream of becoming a painter; shortly after the end of the European War, I met Miss Braun, who also liked painting, and it was with her support and encouragement that I became a painter.  I chose to resign from the military and went to Vienna, where I had lived for a long time when I was young, to study professional painting. It was precisely because of the military will I had honed during more than a year of service that I was able to enter the field at an older age.  , completed my studies at the Vienna Academy, and through more than ten years of work practice, I have truly realized my long-cherished wish when I was young." Qingying was relieved after hearing this.  The mustache in this dimension did not experience the huge blow of the collapse of the empire, and was only a 25-year-old young man after the war; when the woman he admired believed that art was the pursuit of human civilization development that was far higher than war, he  So he simply took off his military uniform, picked up his painting brush again and picked up the dream of his youth.  Although Qingying felt extremely sorry that a very talented soldier and leader had been buried, he vaguely felt that this might not be the best outcome: a rational nation that loves peace, and an ordinary old man who devotes himself to art. This is undoubtedly  It is much better than the situation in history where the whole people fell into war madness and committed genocide!  The sun is shining brightly and the pendulum is slow.  Seeing that the emperor in front of him was not as stern and majestic as the rumors said, Mustache's nervousness and apprehension when he first entered the room began to fade away.  Facing the human body sample sitting in front of the table, he carefully sketched the outline of the manuscript on the paper with a brush, and at the same time began to actively engage in a chat-like conversation with Qingying, so as to make the three or four hours of sitting time more enjoyable.  It won't be too difficult.  Through these words, Qingying also understood everything about Mustache's life over the years.  His marriage was more than 20 years earlier than the one in history that gave each other a title before the end of the world, and it was obviously much happier; although the woman became a university professor, she married a poor man with a mustache.  There was a huge gap in social status, but Mustache impressed the other party's father with his artistic achievements, and finally got his nod for the marriage.  Currently, Mustache is one of the top painters throughout Germany, with a steady stream of business appointments; and he is also the father of three children, and in order to maintain the core pillar of the family.  Qingying couldn¡¯t help but feel emotional after hearing this story of struggle full of positive energy.  Although the talent of the person in front of me in the military and political fields has been buried, he still has an extraordinary will and mind that far exceeds ordinary people. Even at the level of painting, he is still a late bloomer and has become one of the top talents in the entire industry.  existence.  Suddenly, Qingying felt a sense of expectation for this portrait painting that she had never been very interested in. What kind of image would she look like under the pen of the "F¨¹hrer"?  Time passed quickly like running water and sand as the two talked. Unknowingly, the red sun hanging in the sky had moved to the west.  A long gray shadow was pulled out of the room, and tiny dust particles could be faintly seen jumping happily in the golden sun.  Suddenly, the mustache breathed a long sigh of relief, and the paintbrush in his hand finally left the drawing board in front of him; a clear and joyful smile appeared on the slightly old and thin face, and the other side only had the pet dog and his mistress.  The dictatorial widow and widower who always accompanies her look like two different people.  "Your Majesty, the portrait painting has been completed. Please read it." Mustache skillfully put the brush and paint box into the tool box, then confidently rotated the easel and displayed his work frontally in front of Qingying.  Qingying's breath was stagnant, and her eyes were like a magnet attached to iron, and she could no longer pull away from the scroll.  He saw a handsome and heroic middle-aged emperor sitting in front of a broad and heavy desk, with a solemn and kind expression on his face. Against the perfect background of various background colors and furnishings, a majestic and majestic look appeared.  The imperial aura that makes people dare not look at him has penetrated the drawing paper and rushed towards his face.  "Is this really me?" Qingying murmured, with a look of surprise in her eyes.  The biggest advantage of traditional portraits over photography is that painters can artistically process the original images, making the characters more full and vivid, as if they are living creatures with souls.  Judging from the standard of this painting, Mustache is already much higher than the half-assed guy who could only draw postcards on the streets in history; no wonder he can become the person who walks into this study today and start a fight with himself  A meeting across dimensions!  "Thank you, Mr. Hitler. I hope your future career and life will always go smoothly." Qingying held a slightly cold right hand and said softly with words from the heart.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! ps: Thanks to book friends Angel Ai Ran Him, Yi Yi Yan Yu Ren Sheng Sheng, Breathing Deep in the Soul, and Golden Crab for their monthly supportReward~~~
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