Lin Wanrong was surprised, old man Luo, what the hell are you doing, I'm here to see you, not your daughter, even if you want to pimp, don't be so blatant, I'm a decent man.
"So Miss Luo is here too." Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Didn't Master Luo ask me to come here? But why didn't I see anyone?"
Luo Ning nodded and said: "Father just went to investigate under the embankment, please ask brother Lin to wait for a while."
Lin Wanrong nodded and looked around. It turned out that the place where Luo Min invited him to come was the Xiaguan River Embankment. It was winter now, and it was the dry season of the Yangtze River. The water in the river had receded a lot, but the loess and mud on both sides of the river could vaguely see the traces of the flood.
Thousands of civilians rolled up their sleeves and trouser legs, walked through the mud, and carried the sand to the shore. Thousands of people, armed with various digging tools, filled the levee with soil to strengthen and widen the levee.
This scene made Lin Wanrong suddenly think of the water conservancy repairs that he often saw in his previous life. He grew up by the Han River and has a clear understanding of the importance of water conservancy. Looking at the scene in front of him, a kind feeling suddenly surged in his heart. These ordinary people, they dress plainly and eat bad food, but in Lin Wanrong's eyes, they are relatives, they are countless times more kind than those shitty talented men and women.
It's just that although there are a lot of people on the big lift right now, the tools are outdated and inefficient. If we want to increase the height of the embankment, we don't know how long it will take. Lin Wanrong was also a little anxious looking at the ground.
This old man Luo. What did you call me here for? You don't want me to donate money, do you? Damn it, this old man is very cunning, he has spotted Lao Tzu's veins.
Seeing that Luo Ning was still standing beside her, Lin Wanrong said, "Miss Luo, do you know what Master Luo asked me to do?"
Luo Ning smiled mysteriously: "Daddy will talk to you later."
Lin Wanrong saw her smiling very mysteriously, so he knew she must know. But seeing her smug look, it's useless to ask, this chick will definitely not say anything.
He sighed, stopped talking to Luo Ning, and walked up the embankment. The thick feeling from the dignified land made his heart a little excited. I am a child by the Yangtze River, his eyes are a little moist.
Seeing his excited expression, Luo Ning hurriedly asked softly, "Brother Lin, are you alright?"
Lin Wanrong sniffed. She smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just that the wind is strong, and it's a little uncomfortable. By the way, Miss Luo, what are you doing here?"
"I came here with my colleagues from the book club." Luo Ning pointed to the high slope in the distance, where there was a long row of tables with a long sheet of rice paper on the table. Talented scholars and talented women of Jinling Publishing House are splashing ink, and it looks like they are painting a whole picture scroll.
The strong man carrying the sand kept walking past the book, but these young men and women turned a blind eye.
Among the crowd. There is a woman who looks very eye-catching, wearing a dark red official uniform, looks delicate and exquisite, it is Miss Wanying. This little girl sneaked out again during office hours, really wasting my food. But when she put on the fiery red police uniform, she really looked a bit wild. Lin Wanrong commented secretly.
He also saw Hou Yuebai and Yu Wenpo. The two of them were writing like flying, and there was a burst of applause from around, and that Wanying stood beside Hou Yuebai, applauding continuously. His eyes were full of admiration.
Damn it, the common people are sweating profusely for this embankment, protecting the interests of you rich and powerful officials, but you still have this leisure time to come here to paint for fun, you really ate your food for nothing. Lin Wanrong snorted heavily, the civilian plot in his bones made him really dislike such a scene, and he was about to leave with light steps.
Luo Ning seemed to know what was on his mind, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Lin, don't get me wrong, we are not here to play."
Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Miss Luo, what are you doing, does it have anything to do with me?"
Luo Ning said: "Brother Lin, do you still remember the charity auction you told me that day? Then I remembered what you said, if we bring people from our book club together to make a whole picture scroll of river defense, and then sell it, wouldn’t we be able to contribute to the river defense as well?"
In all fairness, this Luo Ning is not squeamish and has ambitions, which is very rare among women in this era. It's just that things are too idealistic, probably because she has never experienced civilian life.
Seeing that Lin Wanrong didn't speak, Luo Ning thought that he didn't believe what she said, so she couldn't help but sighed and said, "Brother Lin, you can tell when you go over with me."
Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not."
Luo Ning, however, had a stubborn temper and pulled his sleeves and went straight to the bookstore. I've known this Luo Ning for some time, but I haven't seen her lose her composure like this. I think Lin Wanrong's attitude this time really irritated her deeply.
Seeing this girl's stubborn character, Lin Wanrong couldn't help being amused, and said, "Miss Luo, don't misunderstand me by holding me back like this."
Luo Ning said stubbornly: "I have nothing to do with you, I have a clear conscience, what are you afraid of misunderstanding?" Since you are not afraid, I am even less afraid, so I let her hold my sleeve and walked to the bookstore.
Everyone saw Luo Ning pulling Lin Wanrong over, but their expressions were different. Hou Yuebai's face was not good-looking, but the woman named Wanying was furious and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Lin Wanrong was very annoyed, Mommy, you thought I wanted to join you here, if I hadn't been forcibly pulled here, how could I have the kung fu to beat you? Seeing that the girl's tone was not friendly, he said, "Where is this gentleman from? Why did the patrols go to this embankment? It's really admirable. Hey, by the way, Miss Wanying, where is your white horse?"
Wanying said: "Why are you looking for my white horse?"
Lin Wanrong said: "It's nothing. It's just that my Xiaohei misses her a little bit."
These words seemed to be a riddle, but only the two of them could understand. Miss Wanying was ashamed and angry, knowing that she could not take advantage of talking to him, so she snorted and ignored him.
Lin Wanrong took a deep breath. Standing among this group of "elegant" people, he felt very uncomfortable. I am a good servant, how could I get involved with this group of people? It's really inexplicable.
Hou Yuebai was angry with Lin Wanrong yesterday. Just now seeing Luo Ning's actions from a distance, he felt even more uncomfortable. Of course, he would not lose his demeanor in front of beautiful women, so he said to Luo Ning: "Miss Luo, look at my picture of the mountains and rivers how?"
Looking from a distance in that picture, the green mountains are majestic, faint as ink, looming. Nearby, there is a deep pool with rippling blue waves and emerald green pines and cypresses. Surrounded by layers of peaks, curling smoke slowly rising, it is indeed quite a sight. This Hou Yuebai is worthy of being the number one talented scholar in Jinling, and he is skilled in both brushwork and ink.
Luo Ning nodded in praise and said: "Mr. Hou's brushwork is sharp. The ink is unique. This view from a distance is indeed extraordinary."
Hou Yuebai glanced at Lin Wanrong with some complacency, and said modestly, "Miss Luo is full of praise."
Luo Ning ignored him, and said to Lin Wanrong, "Brother Lin, what do you think?"
She had seen Lin Wanrong's unique pencil with her own eyes, and heard that it was specially prepared for drawing, so she naturally knew that Lin Wanrong was an expert in it.
Lin Wanrong saw that Hou Yue's white toes were so proud, he shook his head helplessly, and said: "The mountain is a good mountain, and the river is a good river." He said eight words. But he stopped talking.
Miss Wanying is a loyal admirer of Hou Yuebai, upon hearing the words, she immediately asked, "Lin San, what do you mean?"
Hou Yue said proudly: "Lin San, do you think there is something wrong with this painting?"
Seeing that Lin Wanrong was unwilling to answer, Luo Ning could only say, "Brother Lin, please advise me."
"I only see brush and ink, but no mountains and rivers." Lin Wanrong replied lightly.
Luo Ning's beautiful eyes lit up, she came to her senses and said, "Brother Lin, I understand. You mean Mr. Hou pays too much attention to technique when painting, but ignores the simplicity and nature of the mountains and rivers, right?"
Hou Yuebai's face was livid, he knew his own business, in order to draw this picture of rivers and mountains, he tried his best to do his best, the brushwork was gorgeous, and he used countless techniques, but this Lin Sanyi fell in love with him. However, it was Luo Ning who said this, and he didn't dare to refute, so he gave Lin Wanrong a hard look, and said lightly, "I only talk and hear."
Mommy, I wanted to save some face for you kid, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant, Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "Miss Luo, you are only half right. The wind of the mountains and rivers, the competition is a person's temperament and experience If you don’t have the ambition to see the world, how can you appreciate the magnificence and vastness of the mountains and rivers? Painting mountains and waters is difficult to paint rivers and mountains. How many pictures of rivers and mountains have been handed down throughout the ages? This is the reason.”
It's really unlucky for Yuebai to draw this picture of rivers and mountains with all his strength, but he wanted to please Luo Ning. How could he know that he met Lin San, the nemesis? These few words are all reasonable. Everyone understood that he had no chance to refute at all.
It was that Wan Ying who snorted and said, "You sound good, this map of mountains and rivers is naturally difficult to draw, and Mr. Hou can draw to this level, which is already rare in the world."
Luo Ning was deeply impressed by Lin Wanrong's words, and moved in her heart, she pulled him to another painting, and said to Lin Wanrong, "Brother Lin, how about you look at this painting again?"
This painting shows the construction of water conservancy on the embankment. In the painting, an old man in ragged clothes is carrying a mud bag on his shoulders and is about to fill it down, but his eyes are watching the rolling river water, with a deep worry flashing in his eyes.
The brushwork of this portrait is delicate and lifelike, and the expressions and movements of the characters are all very lifelike, especially the old man's worry about the flooding of the river is vivid on the paper.
It can be seen from the eyes of everyone that everyone admires this portrait very much. From the expressions, movements and implied meanings of the characters, they are all very profound. It can be said that it is an excellent work.
Luo Ning looked at Lin Wanrong nervously, waiting for his reply.
Lin Wanrong looked at the portrait and smiled slightly. His opinion was simple and direct, and he only said two words: "Failure!"