After I Died, I Became Popular Again

Chapter 76

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After the news that "Luhua Cave and Moon Lake" is now in the Palace Museum came out, the number of exhibition visitors was full in the second week.

People are willing to stand in long queues for hours just to see what it really looks like.

All of a sudden, its author, Fu Yi, was hyped up again by major news media, and many young people who had never heard of him also learned about the rough and short life of this legendary painter.

Speaking of Fu Yi, perhaps many ordinary people still can't remember who he is.

But the reputation of "Landscapes of Thousand Miles" is known to everyone in the world.

It once became one of the three major Chinese paintings of China together with "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" and "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains".

A few years ago, when City S held an exposition, "Landscapes of Thousands of Miles" and "Surfing the River during the Qingming Festival" were included in the collection of Selected Huaxia Fine Arts Museum.

Once selected, it will become a representative symbol of China.

The country urgently called for the directors of major museums and historians to vote for one of the two.

In fact, all the historians at that time were more fond of "Landscapes of Thousand Miles". Compared with the theme of humanistic care for the market in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", the painting skills of the former are obviously better. Its broad, mighty, vigorous and galloping artistic conception is more like the rising lion of China.

But in the end, "Landscapes of Thousand Miles" still lost the election.

Because it is an unfinished work. Leaders have spoken that it lacks integrity.

But even so, "Landscapes of Thousand Miles" still haunts countless Chinese people.

A Chinese painting critic once threatened that Fu Yi was the founder of the Southern School of "Yimai".

His paintings are like galloping horses, embracing all rivers and embracing everything in the world. The pen is like a giant dragon, struck by thunder and lightning, but I feel very energetic, and I don't know why. It can be seen that the painter has a broad mind.

However, the appearance of "Luhuadongyuehu" has completely changed their thinking.

It turns out that Fu Yi is also very good at Jiangnan Xiaoyi, integrating light ink and light haze into one.

All of a sudden, the historian circles rushed to revise the version and reword it.

Fu Yi was born in Dongting Lake, Suzhou City, so the attention to detail in "Luhua Dongyue Lake" is amazing!

——"Painting Saint Fu Yi Biography"

Appreciating the generals of rivers, mountains and fishing beaches, exploring the changes of Dongting in the morning and evening, and the luck of Yin Qi in the four seasons, Mr. Fu Yi is worthy of being a master of the Southern School of field painters.

——"History of Chinese Painting Changes"

V—Official Weibo of the Palace Museum:

[Warmly welcome all tourists to come to visit Fu Yi's "Luhua Cave and Moon Lake" recently, the editor would like to call it yyds]

During the summer vacation after graduating from high school, Gan Yishan also visited the new exhibition dedicated to Fu Yi in the Palace Museum with his girlfriend Ye Runan.

They also met Tanggula in the exhibition.

Tanggula looked a little surprised, and said hello: "It's a coincidence, you are also coming to see the painting."

Gan Yishan nodded and said, "Let's watch "Luhuadongyuehu"."

Tanggula smiled, looked around the room and said, "Of course, most of the tourists who come here come here for it."

All three were classmates, so they agreed to visit the exhibition together.

After queuing for a long time, it was their turn to come to the painting until their legs were numb.

Ye Runan: "Hey, who exactly is the mysterious rich man who spent a lot of money to take pictures of this painting?"

Gan Yishan: "There is no news on the Internet, so it must be some big boss."

Tanggula's heart skipped a beat. He vaguely remembered the last time Gu Demao said that Zhong Chen wanted to take this painting.

But Zhong Chen probably doesn't have that much money... He shook his head and put the unrealistic guesses behind him.

Looking up at the ancient painting, Tang Gula couldn't help but be amazed.

"Although I don't know who he is, I think he must like Fu Yi very much." Tanggula murmured.

Gan Yishan: "Who doesn't like it? Mr. Fu Yi is my idol."

But after watching it for a while, a strange feeling suddenly crossed her mind.

The technique and painting style used in "Luhuadongyuehu" can be said to be unprecedented.

But Gan Yishan remembered that the few studies he saw in the basement of Qi Linqing's home last time were quite similar to the ancient painting in front of him.

Her face became more and more dazed.

Could it be that Qi Linqing is really like what Master Mo said at the Mo Cup final, he is the descendant of the painter Fu Yi

During the summer vacation after being admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, Gan Yishan still came to visit Qi Linqing from time to time.

She wants to repay the other party and try her best to do what she can do.

Painting is actually a very arduous task, such as grinding ink, coloring ink bone paintings and other trivial but time-consuming simple tasks, if you can entrust a reliable assistant, you will save a lot of trouble.

Gan Yishan took the initiative to undertake these.

Before her grandfather passed away, she left behind a small house in City B, not far from Qi Linqing's courtyard.

After the holiday, she never slept in for a day, and always came to the courtyard before dawn to help with the preparations.

Qi Linqing had no assistants in his previous life, and poverty made him used to doing everything by himself.

Now suddenly someone helped him, which made him a lot easier.

After a long time, he also began to hand over some more important tasks, such as rendering and coloring, revealing the inscriptions, etc. to Gan Yishan.

Gan Yishan gained a lot from it.

Qi Linqing thought about paying her a salary and formally hiring her as an assistant, but Gan Yishan didn't accept it.

"Miss Qi, you misunderstood, I just want to repay your previous teaching." She said sincerely.

Qi Linqing thought for a while and said, "Why don't I take you as a disciple?"

This period of getting along with him also made him completely sure that this son's character is indeed good.

"Really?!" Gan Yishan's expression suddenly lifted.

Since she was rejected last time, she never expected that Qi Linqing would agree to accept her as an apprentice.

Qi Linqing said: "Yes, depending on your willingness, we will spare a day to complete the formal apprenticeship ceremony."

Of course Gan Yishan nodded his head like a pounding garlic, shouting ten thousand willingness in his heart.

Outsiders may not know it, but she does understand how superb and terrifying Qi Linqing's painting skills are.

To be able to get the other party's guidance, for her, it is simply the luck of burning high incense in her previous life to save the galaxy.

So the next day, Qi Linqing informed Mr. Yan about his apprenticeship.

According to etiquette, this matter needs to be presided over by the elders.

Mr. Yan was very surprised when he found out. I didn't expect Qi Linqing to start accepting apprentices at such a young age...

As expected of his own grandson, so powerful.

Mr. Yan agreed, and originally planned to come to City B in person and give Gan Yishan a gift by the way.

He has a crush on this girl. The other party was the first big apprentice my grandson took in!

Just like taking the first step in history, a grand ceremony is required.

But Qi Linqing refused.

He called Mr. Yan to tell Mr. Yan that today is different from the past, and everything can be kept simple.

They burned incense and worshiped their ancestors. Then Qi Linqing asked Gan Yishan to offer tea to Mr. Yan over the phone.

After this battle, Gan Yishan officially became his apprentice.

"Master." Gan Yishan asked nervously, "Am I your first apprentice?"

In fact, she felt that this question should be for nothing.

After all, at Qi Linqing's age, how could he accept disciples before

It is her honor to be the other party's first big apprentice.

Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "You are not."

Gan Yishan: "?"

Qi Linqing coughed lightly, and explained: "Since you are in my door, I will explain some things to you clearly. You are my second apprentice."

Gan Yishan asked cautiously: "Master, where is your first apprentice now?"

Qi Linqing said calmly: "He has passed away."

Gan Yishan: "..."

If she had known this, she shouldn't have mentioned Master's sad things.

Qi Linqing: "Our school is also from the Southern School, just like your grandfather, so you don't have to worry about betraying the school."

Gan Yishan thought of what the other party asked him to investigate last time, and his heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, she guessed correctly, for a person as powerful as Qi Linqing, he must have a long history of teachers.

Gan Yishan: "But my grandfather seems to be just a branch of the Southern School..."

She inquired and investigated her grandfather's life according to Qi Linqing's request, but in the end she got nothing.

The only news she got was that her grandfather was indeed a member of the Southern School. But it is only a branch and does not involve the core at all.

Qi Linqing smiled and said, "It's okay, my ancestors were only a branch of the Southern School."

Shashi, deep in Pomegranate Street.

An inconspicuous incense candle shop.

When the middle-aged man in a white coat stepped into the threshold, he sighed:

"Who would have thought that this small dilapidated shop would be the base of the Huaxia Nanpai."

"Shut up!" The handsome young man next to him shouted unceremoniously.

"Okay, okay, don't be nervous." The man in the white coat shrugged with his hands down: "I was just joking."

The young man sneered, "Do you think our Southern faction is the place where you joke?"

The man in the white coat didn't take it seriously, didn't say anything more, raised his eyebrows and continued walking inside.

This small incense candle shop with an area of less than five square meters is very crowded, but although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs. There are cabinets all over the wall containing various funeral supplies, and there is a toilet separated by a curtain on the left. Oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar are placed on the shelf above the sink in the toilet, and there are gas tanks, pots and pans, etc. on the left.

The old beautiful air conditioner made a creaking roar.

On the cash register, an electric fan with dust accumulated was turning.

The man in the white coat noticed that there was a folding military bed in the corner. The owner can live here day and night.

The young man looked around vigilantly, and hung a plaque at the door saying "Closed business, call the owner if you have something to do".

Then he locked the door.

Then all the curtains were drawn "shua".

The man in the white coat was inexplicably nervous and swallowed.

The young man walked into the counter again, playing with some mechanism, the wall of funeral supplies in front of him suddenly unscrewed from the middle with a bang, revealing a dark entrance.

No one would have guessed that there is something hidden in this dilapidated incense and candle shop.

"Let's go." said the young man.

The man in the white coat raised his legs and followed the other person in. Walking around the long corridor, he saw a sight that he will never forget.

A complete "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscapes" is hanging in a huge explosion-proof glass cabinet.

The man in the white coat almost held his breath.

"This, isn't this the real work?" His voice trembled like a saw-sawing Hu Yin when he spoke.

The young man sneered, "You are also a well-known collector in the north, and you don't even have such eyesight."

The man in the white coat regained his composure.

Looks like it's just a fake.

Too. Everyone in the world knows that the original "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" is collected in the Forbidden City Museum in City B. No matter how widespread the Southern faction is, it is impossible for them to dare to oppose the country.

He looked closer, and his expression became more and more complicated.

"But... it's whole."

It's so flawless, so impeccable.

At the moment when I saw it for the first time, the visual impact brought to the man in the white coat by the majestic landscape in front of me was too shocking.

So much so that a strange idea popped up in his mind.

If Fu Yi finished painting "Landscapes of Thousand Miles" again, it would be nothing more than that.

Youth: "Yes. This painting has been hanging here for half a year, and every time I see it, my heart beats faster."

The man in the white coat: "It's convenient to reveal, is this a copy of a painting by a master?"

Youth: "We don't know."

The man in the white coat thought that the other party was lying to him, and said eagerly: "You can tell me! You know my character, I will never tell it..."

The young man turned to lift his chin to others.

The other party instantly understood what he meant, and pressed the switch to hide the "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscapes" again.

The young man's tone was flat: "Mr. Qi, you are only here to buy Yuan Sihao's paintings this time. I advise you, the less you know, the better."

Even though he was threatened, the man in the white coat still felt itchy in his heart, and his curiosity suddenly arose.

But in the current situation, it is not easy for him to ask any further questions, so he can only follow the youth into the depths again.

After walking a few steps, he saw another portrait of an ancient figure hanging on the wall.

The painting style of this kind of ancient figures is similar to Guan Gong and Da Luo, and there is a hint of mystery in the classics.

The person in the painting is very young, with an ordinary appearance, but his eyes are piercing, reflecting a kind of blackness shrouded in mist.

"Who is this?" He still couldn't help asking again.

Be quiet.

The youth continued to move forward, without any intention of stopping and turning back.

Just when the man in the white coat thought that the other party would not answer him—

"He is Fu Yi. The ancestor of our Southern School."

After the college entrance examination, the students will usher in a long summer vacation of nearly three months.

Qi Linqing's friends, some plan to travel abroad, some plan to do volunteer work... All in all, they are living a very fulfilling life.

And Gan Yishan determined to be his apprentice and assistant, spending his days in the underground studio.

Knowing that she was very envious when Qi Linqing accepted her as an apprentice, Tang Gula also mentioned it to Qi Linqing in a roundabout way.

In the end, Qi Linqing refused.

Tanggula was very disappointed for a while, but there was nothing he could do.

"Master, do you have any plans for the future?" Gan Yishan asked Qi Linqing that day.

Qi Linqing glanced at the phone and replied: "I have something to go out in the next two days, so you don't need to come here. And next month, I will go to Dunhuang."

During the period, he also planned to take time to go back to his hometown and visit the original owner's grandmother.

However, he did not mention these trivial matters to Gan Yishan.

Gan Yishan: "To Dunhuang?"

Qi Linqing nodded, "Yes, I will go on a graduation trip with Zhong Chen."

Gan Yishan's expression was a little subtle.

No wonder, she remembered that Tanggula also booked a flight to Dunhuang recently...

no! She secretly made up her mind that she would never let that kid disturb the two-person world of her master and his object.

The next day, Qi Linqing planned to go to the live broadcast studio opened by Zhong Chen.

In this short period of one year, the other party's career has developed rapidly.

Even the Panda Internet Celebrity Studio, where he stayed for a while, has been bought and merged by Zhong Chen due to poor management.

Before going out, Cai Jishun asked him what he was going to do.

Qi Linqing paused, and said, "Zhong Chen asked me to help with the live broadcast."

And this time, it was the kind that showed his face.