After I Died, I Was So Popular Again - Chapter 117(END)

Seven years later, the Metropolitan Museum.

A young couple looked up at the huge oil painting in the glass cabinet.

On the top of the verdant hill, the sun shone on the back of the person in the painting.

The white girl exclaimed: “It’s so beautiful.”

“Of course.” The young Chinese beside her smiled: “Its author is the greatest painter in the world today.”

The girl said: “I heard that he created a new era of Chinese painting. I really hope I can visit the Forbidden City Museum and see his Chinese paintings with my own eyes.”

The young man said: “I can charter a plane to take you in the afternoon. I know this painter.”

“Really? Du Yuanbai, you didn’t lie to me.” A shocked expression flashed across the girl’s face.

“I didn’t lie to you, he and I are friends since high school…”

After the two left, the painting welcomed a steady stream of visitors.

Almost everyone standing in front of it couldn’t help being impressed by the beauty of this great artist.

[In 2028, the famous Chinese painter Qi Linqing became the first artist in American history to exhibit a series of ten paintings at the Metropolitan Museum before his death]

[His works can be sold for tens of millions of high prices]

[The media praised him as a rare living fossil in the painting world, Picasso of China]

…

In the past two years, the quintessence of Chinese culture has been competing to cause a wave of revival.

The development of Huaxia’s traditional Chinese painting has made a big stride, and its status has risen to the first place in the world.

This culture has even completely affected foreign countries.

The value of Chinese traditional painting has risen greatly in the world. Many foreigners specially come to study abroad just to learn this kind of painting.

The reform of the Ministry of Education of the People’s Republic of China included Chinese painting in the art college entrance examination.

The sixth season of “China Painter” has been released, and the ratings are higher than that of each season, and it has become popular with many Chinese painters.

Parents no longer send their children to learn oil painting, drawing, etc., but choose to let them learn traditional painting methods. Overnight, Chinese painting and calligraphy training classes in the streets and alleys popped up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

The milk tea brand Chayanyumo, which printed ancient paintings on cups, has now been listed on Hong Kong Island.

It is said that the drinks it sells can go around the earth a hundred times in total.

People’s Daily: [This is the cultural confidence that belongs to us Chinese! We successfully let Chinese painting go abroad, and let the whole world see the infinite charm of Chinese painting! And was deeply attracted by it]

And all this is because of the young painter Qi Linqing.

Since five years ago, he represented Hua Xia to participate in the World Painting Art Competition and hit the audience with a single brush. Chinese painting has become different.

It no longer presents the decline of the West at sunset.

It began to be given connotation, and it was sought after and loved by everyone.

Qi Linqing became well-known and became a recognized master of traditional Chinese painting.

His paintings have been speculated to the highest prices in the world, and he is hailed as a contemporary painting saint who is still alive.

At the same time, he is also a well-known ancient architect and art director.

Seven years ago, he participated in the movie “Chuan Ge Xing” won various awards.

In recent years, Qi Linqing has also successively cooperated with major directors, creating many popular film and television works.

Ren Xinyuan wrote in the autobiography “Those Things I Stole from Linqing Paintings” written in prison:

There is such a person, he is a legend of the times and a treasure of the cultural and artistic circles.

—He is, Qi Linqing.

The Palace Museum in City B.

Years ago, after Qi Linqing published his copy of “Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape”, the exhibition hall welcomed an endless stream of tourists.

The imitation version of the complete painting and the ancient paintings are hung together, bringing the ultimate visual shock to all visitors.

People whispered in front of the painting.

“Is this really a copy? I think it looks exactly like the real thing.”

“I also think it’s amazing.”

“Thank him, let us see the complete “Ten Thousand Miles Landscape Map”.”

The white girl followed Du Yuanbai to the painting and stared at it for a long time.

“I think it is even more beautiful than Qi Linqing’s Western works.” She murmured.

Du Yuanbai: “Qi Linqing was originally from Huaxia. Although he has top achievements in other fields, he is actually best at Chinese painting.”

Later, Zhong Chen inherited the family business and continued to develop, becoming the top ten richest man in Forbes.

As a result of sponsoring a large amount of charitable art funds, he became one of the promising young people who promoted the revival of ancient culture, and won the **** award for youth of city B.

Several years later, the young girls who once knocked him and Qi Linqing CP have grown up and entered the society.

But they always remember these two teenagers in their hearts.

They are still together and meet at the pinnacle.

Became the richest man × global artist.

With Qi Linqing’s career gradually on the right track.

Zhong Chen no longer uses social network media and handed over the company to professionals to take care of him.

He helped Qi Linqing grind ink and played with the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

On weekends, the two go hiking and fishing together in the suburbs.

In Liang Mingshan’s words, it’s as if they are obviously still young, but they have entered into old age.

On this day, Zhong Chen was carrying a basket and planning to go out to buy groceries.

Liang Mingshan advised him: “Master, let me go for such trivial things.”

Zhong Chen refused for the Nth time and said: “Linqing loves to eat the dishes I personally pick.”

Although Liang Mingshan knows that he can have fun from visiting the organic supermarket, he still doesn’t understand it.

Why did the pampered and well-bred young master become what he is now?

After half an hour.

supermarket.

As soon as Zhong Chen walked into the door, the security guard bowed respectfully to him.

This boutique supermarket is actually an industry under his name.

Zhong Chen strolled to the fruit and vegetable section, reaching out for a tomato that looked very fresh.

At this time, the other hand happened to stretch out to hold the tomato.

When he was about to touch it, both hands suddenly paused in the air.

Zhong Chen turned to his side, his eyes fell on the man pushing the shopping cart full of daily necessities, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

“Fu Hanri, why are you here?”

Zhong Chen heard that the movie emperor had died two years ago. But the other party was wearing a baseball cap and wearing a jacket to buy groceries in the supermarket, which still surprised him.

It’s too grounded.

Fu Hanri replied lightly: “I’m shopping for groceries just like you.”

Zhong Chen smiled and said, “Didn’t you marry Qi Yingjun? The cousin also asked you to go out to buy groceries?”

Fu Hanri is not to be outdone: “Why does Master Qi, an artist who is popular all over the world, let you buy tomatoes in the supermarket?”

Zhong Chen: “Because I am his full-time family cook.”

Fu Hanri snorted coldly and said, “Me too.”

Zhong Chen: “…”

Out of peer love, Zhong Chen went down to take another tomato.

Fu Hanri suddenly asked him: “What are you buying tomatoes for?”

Zhong Chen: “Beef borscht.”

Fu Hanri: “…What a coincidence, I will do this too.”

The two family cooks immediately discussed the method of beef borscht in front of the shelf and exchanged full-time experience.

At the age of thirty, they all found a new meaning in their lives.

Fu Hanri: “Wait, don’t you add white rabbit toffee when you make borscht?”

Zhong Chen asked back: “Why should I add it?”

Fu Hanri said coldly: “The borscht without the white rabbit toffee has no soul. If you don’t add it, you are not worthy to be a family cook.”

Zhong Chen: “?”

This year, it has also started inward scrolling.

Fu Hanri looked at the man in front of him, thinking that he should be his brother.

Out of relatives, he took out a bag of toffee from his shopping cart and handed it over.

Zhong Chen: “My husband doesn’t like sweets.”

Fu Hanri frowned, “Can’t you eat any sweetness?”

Zhong Chen: “Yes, because he himself is already too sweet.”

Fu Hanri: “…”

After visiting the supermarket, Zhong Chen returned home to prepare for cooking.

He deliberately found a celebrity chef to learn the craftsmanship, and the food he made can almost be described as an artwork.

It’s just the taste…a little bit unpleasant.

Tomato, beef, onion, potato, carrot.

Zhong Chen chopped up the food and threw it into the pot while humming.

Liang Mingshan watched this scene and sighed deeply.

Why does the young master seem to be getting more and more abnormal.

When Qi Linqing returned home, the table was already full of hot meals.

“Hurry up and try my secret borscht.” Zhong Chen scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to him with a spoon.

“Oh good…” Qi Linqing took a sip and said softly, “It’s delicious.”

Zhong Chen blinked, “Is it really delicious?”

In fact, Qi Linqing had never drunk borscht before. He nodded and said, “It’s better than all the soups I’ve ever tasted.”

Zhong Chen excitedly also gave Liang Mingshan a bowl.

“You also **** craft.”

Liang Mingshan took a sip, his complexion was like bitter gourd, almost vomiting out.

How did Qi Linqing swallow such a terrible thing without changing his face? ?

Liang Mingshan felt pity at the thought of the other party eating the meals cooked by the young master every day and still living healthy and healthy.

…

the other side.

Fu Hanri returned home and cooked dinner.

Qi Yingjun took two bites. Seeing that he hadn’t moved his chopsticks, he wondered: “Why don’t you eat?”

Fu Hanri replied angrily: “I was full of dog food when I went to the supermarket.”

Qi Yingjun: “Is it a tasting? Wait, why do you a good person want to eat dog food…”

Fu Hanri threw a violent shudder on his head.

“Ancient Chapter”

Everyone in the village knows that this young painter from afar is going to be bad.

The waning moon cast a deserted shadow, and the dew was heavy.

The young man lay on the straw, closed his eyes and said weakly: “After I die, please throw my corpse into the mountains. I have a letter in my arms. There is a wolfish purple gold brush and some coils in the bamboo basket. Please pen and letter. Send it to the address written above.”

The brawny man was puzzled, “Why throw it into the mountains? Then your body will be eaten by wild beasts, and your soul will not be superborn.”

The young man smiled and said, “I like mountains.”

He has crossed countless mountains. It is difficult to climb among the cliffs with a bamboo basket on his back, eat dry food when hungry, drink dew when thirsty, sleep with the sky and the earth, until I reach the top of the mountain, I have a glimpse of the morning scenery.

He recorded everything his eyes saw with the pen under his hand.

The vast expanse of splendid rivers and mountains, rolling hills with undulating peaks, smoky Jiangnan waters…mountains and lakes complement each other, dotted with thatched cottages.

He immerses his chest in the painting.

Thousands of mountains and valleys, dotted all over, compete for the pros and cons.

The line of sight in front of me gradually dimmed, and I couldn’t see anything.

Fu Yi knew he was dying. As if he had stepped into the air, his soul also floated up like tea smoke.

The strange thing is that at the moment of death, what Fu Yi thought in his mind turned out to be the apprentice who had a relationship of two months.

He regretted that he didn’t hand over the finished painting to the other party.

At that time, the strong man still didn’t understand what youth meant. Until he finished the work according to the instructions of the other party, sorted out the relics, and found an unfinished long-axis painting in it.

The painting spread out extremely long, extremely long.

The whole village came to watch the painting in amazement, saying that it seemed to have seen the magnificent mountains and rivers of Datang in an instant.

“This painter will definitely be promising in the future,” said the village chief, stroking his beard.

The brawny man stared at the painting, his heart excited.

The village chief was right.

Soon after, the capital sent people over to receive the painter’s relics.

The relic was delivered to Liang Luoduan, who was still in the Imperial Academy at the time.

Over the years, the stars have changed.

The peaceful life of the villagers was broken by a news.

Rumor has it that Liang Luoduan, a national teacher, is a big fan of the Southern School, sleeping with the paintings of Fu Yi painter day and night.

The young man who died on the mountain in the village was Fu Yi.

The painting they had witnessed was originally called “A Thousand Miles of Landscape”. Its reputation has spread throughout the world, and its value is invaluable.

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