Seven years later, the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
A young couple looked up at a huge oil painting in a glass cabinet.
On the top of the verdant mountain, the sun shines on the figure's back and sparkles.
The white girl exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."
"Of course." The young Chinese beside her smiled and said, "Its author is the greatest painter in the world today."
The girl said: "I heard that he has created a new era of traditional Chinese painting. I really hope that I can go to the Palace Museum sometime to see his traditional Chinese painting with my own eyes."
The young man said, "I can charter a plane to take you there in the afternoon. I know this painter."
"Really? Du Yuanbai, you didn't lie to me, did you?" A look of shock flashed across the girl's face.
"I'm not kidding you, he and I have been 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 but be overwhelmed by the beauty of this great artist.
[In 2028, the famous Chinese painter Qi Linqing became the first artist in American history to exhibit ten series of paintings in the Metropolitan Museum before his death]
[His works can fetch tens of millions of dollars]
[The media praised him as a rare living fossil in the painting world, China's Picasso]
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In the past two years, the quintessence of national culture has been competing to cause a wave of revival.
The development of Huaxia's traditional Chinese painting has made unprecedented strides, and its status in the world has climbed to the first place.
This culture has even completely affected foreign countries.
The value of Huaxia traditional Chinese painting has greatly increased in the world. Many foreigners come to study abroad on purpose 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 "The Great Chinese Painter" has been released, and the ratings are getting higher and higher every season, making many Chinese painters popular.
Parents no longer send their children to learn oil painting, sketching, etc., but choose to let them learn traditional painting methods. Overnight, Chinese painting and calligraphy training courses in the streets and alleys sprung up like mushrooms after rain.
Tea Yanyumo, a milk tea brand that prints ancient paintings on cups, has now gone public on Hong Kong Island.
It is said that the drinks it sells can circle the earth a hundred times.
People's Daily: [This is the cultural confidence of our Chinese people! 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 that young painter named Qi Linqing.
Since five years ago, when he represented Huaxia to participate in the World Painting Art Contest and beat all the invincible hands with a single brush, Chinese painting has become different.
It no longer presents the decay it once had.
It began to be endowed with connotation, and it was sought after and loved by everyone.
Qi Linqing was completely famous and became a recognized master of traditional Chinese painting.
His paintings were fired to the highest prices in the world, and he was hailed as the living saint of contemporary painting.
At the same time, he is also a well-known ancient architect and art director.
Seven years ago, the film "Song of Sichuan" he participated in won various awards.
In the past few years, Qi Linqing has also successively cooperated with major directors and created many popular film and television works.
Ren Xinyuan wrote in his autobiography "Those Things I Stole My Relative Linqing's Paintings" written in prison:
There is such a person, he is a legend of the times and a treasure in the cultural and artistic circles.
—He is, Qi Linqing.
B City Palace Museum.
After Qi Linqing published his copied work "Landscapes of Thousand Miles" a few years ago, the exhibition hall welcomed an endless stream of tourists.
The copied version of the complete painting is hung together with the ancient painting, bringing the ultimate visual shock to all visitors.
People gathered around the painting and whispered to each other.
"Is this really a copy? I feel like it's almost identical to the real thing."
"I think so too, it's amazing."
"Thank you for letting us see the complete "Landscapes of Thousand Miles"."
The Caucasian girl followed Du Yuanbai to the painting, staring at it for a long time in a daze.
"I think it's more beautiful than Qi Linqing's western works." She murmured.
Du Yuanbai: "Qi Linqing is originally from China. Although he has top-notch 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.
Due to his sponsorship of 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 B City Youth XX Award.
Several years have passed, and the young girls who used to knock on his and Qi Linqing's cps 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 peak.
Become the richest man × global artist.
As Qi Linqing's career gradually got on the right track.
Zhong Chen no longer uses social network media, and handed over the management of the company to professionals, retreating behind the scenes to concentrate on being a house husband.
He helped Qi Linqing study ink, and tended the flowers and plants in the yard.
On weekends, the two go hiking and fishing together in the countryside.
In Liang Mingshan's words, it seems that they are still young, but they have already stepped into old age.
On this day, Zhong Chen was planning to go out to buy vegetables with a basket on his shoulders.
Liang Mingshan persuaded him: "Master, let me handle such trivial matters."
Zhong Chen refused for the nth time, and said: "Linqing likes to eat the dishes I personally pick."
Although Liang Mingshan knew that he could get pleasure from visiting the organic supermarket, he still couldn't understand it.
Why did the pampered and well-born young master become what he is now
half an hour later.
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 to pick up a fresh-looking tomato.
At this time, the other hand happened to reach out to hold the tomato.
When they were about to touch it, both hands paused in the air at the same time.
Zhong Chen turned sideways, his eyes fell on the man pushing the shopping cart full of daily necessities, his eyes flashed with surprise.
"Fu Hanri, why are you here?"
Zhong Chen heard that the actor had retired two years ago. But he was a little surprised that the other party was wearing a baseball cap and a jacket to buy groceries in the supermarket.
It's probably too down-to-earth.
Fu Hanri replied lightly, "I'm shopping for vegetables like you."
Zhong Chen smiled and said, "Didn't you marry Qi Yingjun? The dignified Mr. Qi asked you to go out to buy groceries?"
Not to be outdone, Fu Hanri said, "Why did Master Qi, the famous artist all over the world, let you buy tomatoes in the supermarket?"
Zhong Chen: "Because I am his full-time house cook."
Fu Hanri snorted coldly and said, "Me too."
Zhong Chen: "..."
Out of love for his peers, Zhong Chen went down and took another tomato.
Fu Hanri suddenly asked him, "What do you buy tomatoes for?"
Zhong Chen: "Beef borscht."
Fu Hanri: "... What a coincidence, I want to do this too."
The two family cooks immediately discussed the recipe of beef borscht in front of the shelves, and exchanged their full-time experience with each other.
At the age of thirty, they all found a new meaning in life.
Fu Hanri: "Wait, don't you make borsch without adding white rabbit toffee?"
Zhong Chen asked back, "Why should I add it?"
Fu Hanri said coldly: "Borsch without white rabbit toffee has no soul. If you don't add it, you are not worthy of being a house husband."
Zhong Chen: "?"
Introversion has also started this year.
Fu Hanri looked at the man in front of him, thinking that he should be his brother-in-law.
Out of kinship, he took a pack 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 sweets?"
Zhong Chen: "That's right, because he is already too sweet."
Fu Hanri: "..."
After shopping in the supermarket, Zhong Chen returned home and prepared to cook.
He specially found a famous chef to learn the craft, and the food he made can almost be described as a work of art.
Just the taste... slightly subpar.
Tomatoes, Beef, Onions, Potatoes, Carrots.
While humming, Zhong Chen cut up the food and threw it into the pot.
Looking at this scene, Liang Mingshan 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.
"Eat quickly, try my secret borscht." Zhong Chen scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to him along 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 drank borscht before. He nodded and said, "Better than any soup I've ever had."
Excitedly, Zhong Chen also gave Liang Mingshan a bowl.
"You also have a taste of my craft."
Liang Mingshan took a sip, his complexion was like a bitter gourd, and he almost spat it out.
How did Qi Linqing swallow such a nasty thing without changing his expression?
When he thought that the other party was still alive and healthy eating the meals cooked by the young master every day, Liang Mingshan suddenly felt pity.
…
the other side.
Fu Hanri came home and made 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 from dog food when I was shopping in the supermarket."
Qi Yingjun: "Is it a trial? Wait, why do you, a good-looking person, eat dog food..."
Fu Hanri hit him on the head violently.
"Ancient"
Everyone in the village knew that the young artist who had come from afar was going to die.
The waning moon casts a deserted shadow, and the dew is heavy.
The young man lay on the straw, closed his eyes and said weakly: "After I die, please throw my body into the mountains. There is a letter in my arms, a wolf hair purple gold brush and some coils in the bamboo basket, please send the pen and letter Mail to the address above."
The strong man was puzzled, "Why throw it into the mountains? Then your body will be eaten by wild beasts, and your soul will not be reborn."
The young man smiled and said, "I like mountains."
He has crossed countless mountains. Climbing among the cliffs with bamboo baskets on the back, eating dry food when hungry, drinking dew when thirsty, sleeping with the sky as the ground, until reaching the top of the mountain, looking at the scenery of the morning sun.
He used the pen under his hand to record everything his eyes saw.
The vast expanse of splendid rivers and mountains, the undulating mountains, the swaying rivers and mountains in the south of the Yangtze River... The mountains, rivers and lakes complement each other, dotted with thatched huts.
In the painting, he soaks up the breath in his chest.
There are thousands of mountains and ravines scattered all over the country, competing for excellence.
His vision was getting hazy, and he couldn't see anything.
Fu Yi knew that he was dying. It was as if his foot had stepped into the air, and his soul also floated up like tea smoke.
Strangely, at the moment of his death, what Fu Yi was thinking about was the apprentice whom he had met for two months.
He regretted that he did not hand over the completed painting to the other party.
At that time, the strong man did not understand what youth meant. Until he finished the work according to the other party's instructions and sorted out the relics, he found an unfinished long-axis painting inside.
The painting spread out extremely long, extremely long.
All the people in the village came to watch and looked at the painting in amazement, saying that they seemed to have seen the entire majestic mountains and rivers of Taitang in an instant.
"This painter will definitely be successful in the future." The village chief stroked his beard and said.
The strong man stared at the painting, his heart agitated.
The village chief got it right.
Not long after, the capital sent people over to receive the painter's relics.
The relic was sent to Liang Luoduan, who was still in the Imperial Academy at the time.
A few years have passed, and the stars have moved.
The peaceful life of the villagers was broken by a piece of news.
It is rumored that Liang Luoduan, the master of the state, praised the Southern School, and fell asleep day and night on the paintings of painter Fu Yi.
The young man who died on the mountain in the village was Fu Yi.
And the painting they had witnessed was originally called "Landscapes of Thousands of Miles". Its reputation has spread throughout the world and is priceless.
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The author has something to say: I'm done, I'll see you in the next book