After listening to Qin Ci's introduction to the "Rules for Entry into Painting", Li Xiaochun couldn't believe it, his eyes were looking at everyone, as if he was afraid that this was a game to trick himself - after all, he came here while asleep, who knows just now What the hell happened.
Yue Cen remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.
Hua Jiqiu asked one or two regular questions. After being patiently answered by Qin Ci, he fell silent for a while.
Perhaps because Director Hua was also here, Li Xiaochun felt that this matter still had a certain degree of credibility. He walked to Hua Jiqiu's side, not knowing what to say to the other party in a low voice, Hua Jiqiu reluctantly replied: "The truth is It should be what Dr. Qin said... Yes, we should be in the painting now... Really, I think it's true."
Luo Meng looked at Li Xiaochun's relatively strong physique and asked, "Dude, what do you do in the art museum?"
Luo Ye's inner monologue: It should be a security guard, I hope it is a security guard who came from a scout!
Li Xiaochun: "Cook."
Luo Yan: "..."
After Li Xiaochun confirmed the authenticity of the painting, his mood became calmer. After so many years of traveling, he gradually developed a temperament of being at ease with every circumstance.
Li Xiaochun felt that he should have a clear self-introduction, so he cleared his throat and said: "My name is Li Xiaochun, because I was born in the spring, my grandfather named me Li Xiaochun, I, I am good at... good at cooking, What about you? Since we're going to experience... so much together, we have to find out in advance."
"I was negligent," Qin Ci realized that he had only told everyone about the general rules of painting, but he forgot to introduce each other, "My name is Qin Ci, I am good at curing."
Although Wei Dong did not understand the meaning of curing, it did not affect his introduction: "Wei Dong, good at... eating."
Ke Xun: "Ke Xun is good at running, this is Mu Yiran, good at driving... No, good at thinking."
Ke Xun bathed in Mu Yi Ran's cool eyes, and showed a scheming smile at the other party.
Shao Ling did not expect that everyone would cooperate with this newcomer in goodwill, so he also said: "Shao Ling, he is better at choosing."
The others didn't say anything, and the embarrassing self-introduction in English was stuck in Shao Ling's place.
Shaoling:…
Mu Yiran cleared his throat and said, "This hall can't provide us with clues. We might as well use this time to understand the painting "Hehe"."
Hua Jiqiu put the glasses on again, it was useless, the world is like this, it is not like taking off the glasses to return to the familiar past.
Hua Jiqiu sighed lightly and said, "As the interpreter of this New Year's picture exhibition hall, I should have a better understanding of this painting, and I hope I can bring you clues."
It was indeed a blessing to have someone on the team who knew so much about paintings.
At this time, everyone looked at Hua Jiqiu with serious expressions, waiting for his next words.
Hua Jiqiu's voice strives to maintain the clarity and appropriate speed of the narrator: "This "Hehe" is spliced and printed from 28 woodblock fragments, and the author is not a professional New Year picture craftsman, but two an archaeologist."
"Two?" Everyone suspected that they had heard it wrong.
"Archaeologist?" Shao Ling asked alone.
Crowd: Why is your focus so different.
Wu You asked, "You mean, Si Nian, this name belongs to two people?!"
"Yes," Hua Jiqiu nodded affirmatively, "Si Youjun and Qi Nian, this is a couple, and they are both archaeological scholars. In the last few years of their lives, they have been working on the woodblock fragments of New Year pictures. The collection work, this "Hehe" is the fragments of suitable patterns they found from these fragments and spliced together."
"The name of the painting is "Hehe", does it have something to do with their husband and wife?" Yue Cen, a woman in a wheelchair who had not spoken for a long time, asked suddenly.
Indeed, the word "Hehe" is easily reminiscent of the two immortals of Hehe, a pair of immortals who are in charge of a happy marriage on earth.
"I don't know." Hua Jiqiu looked at the bright, spacious and hopeless hall he was in, trying to recover his distracted mind, "Besides, the two immortals of Hehe are not only in charge of marriage, but also bless them. family harmony, and even world peace.”
Ke Xun couldn't help but ask: "You said just now that they collected those woodblock fragments in the last few years of their lives, how did they pass away? It's like they knew at the time that they would die in a few years. Like death."
Hua Jiqiu: "They died in an archaeological accident a few years ago. The rest of the archaeological team was safe and sound, except for their husband and wife who insisted on going to a more dangerous area and failed to survive after that. But they were in Before the archaeology, they had already taken care of everything before and after their death. Therefore, many insiders speculated that these two people seemed to be going to die... They donated the woodblock fragments of many years' paintings collected during their lifetimes to our art museum, among which were There is this New Year's painting "Hehe" composed of fragments."
When everyone heard this, they were all thoughtful.
"Curator Hua, can you use your memory to draw the approximate pattern of that New Year's picture?" Gu Qingqing said as she opened the schoolbag she was carrying with her. Fortunately, the notebooks and pens were all there.
Hua Jiqiu looked at the girl in front of him who looked like a student. At first, he felt that the young girls in the team were relatively weak, but at this time, he felt that these people were not simple.
Hua Jiqiu took the notebook from Gu Qingqing: "I'll give it a try."
In the process of Hua Jiqiu's immersion in painting, Yue Cen asked everyone a few questions about his previous paintings. The starting points of these questions were all very accurate, and even some angles were only thought of by everyone recently, but at this time they were Asked by it in a calm voice.
After a few rounds of questions, even Mu Yiran didn't realize that he looked at Yue Cen differently.
Wei Dong couldn't help but ask, "Sister Cen, what do you do? Are you a detective?"
Yue Cen smiled lightly: "Thank you for the compliment, but unfortunately, good detectives seem to exist only in mystery novels."
"Then you..."
"I'm just unemployed."
Wei Dong looked at the unemployed middle-aged woman in a wheelchair in front of him, but he couldn't see the slightest gesture of a vulnerable person - an unemployed middle-aged woman with a shawl around a navy blue plant. Because she was in a wheelchair, she often needed to. Looking up at people, but from her eyes, people can only see wisdom and calmness, neither humble nor arrogant.
Yue Cen looked up at everyone: "According to the current situation, is there anything we can do other than wait?"
Ke Xun was about to answer, but found that all they could do now seemed to be waiting.
Mu Yiran said: "The current place is very empty and bright. According to the surrounding brightness, those places should be forbidden areas, which is the edge of the painting. I think that if this painting goes down Development, either the scene changes, or an NPC appears. All we can do now is to learn as much as possible about the content of the painting while we wait."
Everyone thought it was justified, and Shao Ling counted the number again: "Anyway, our people are all together, this world can't be stagnant all the time."
Hua Jiqiu over there has completed almost half of the painting, and Gu Qingqing is watching carefully: "It's rare, Director Hua, your painting is very similar to the original painting."
Hua Jiqiu was holding the pen at this time, frowning slightly: "I only remember some patterns that I am more interested in, and there are more than a dozen patterns that I really can't remember, and it is difficult for me to guarantee these patterns. must be in the correct position.”
"My memory for paintings and the like is also very limited. If it is words and the like, I will remember it more clearly." Despite saying that, Gu Qingqing still used the pen to point to the lower right corner of the painting, "I remember this place. Probably a bat."
This sentence reminded Hua Jiqiu, he quickly drew a bat with a simple shape in the lower right corner, and the lines of the pair of wings seemed like auspicious clouds.
"If I remember correctly, there should be a fairy peach diagonally above the bat." Wei Dong also came over, picked up a pen and drew a peach at that position.
Hua Jiqiu was not absolutely impressed by this young man: "I never imagined that we still have painting talents here."
Wei Dong waved his hand hurriedly: "Don't dare to be, I'm just a little artist. - This place seems to be a squirrel. Are there squirrels in the ancient auspicious patterns?"
"Yes, the ancient squirrel pattern means more children and more blessings." Hua Jiqiu said, "'Squirrel grapes' were often used in embroidery or porcelain by the ancients."
"What does this squirrel have to do with Duozi Duofu?" Luo Meng asked unconsciously.
"Because when the rat represents the son, it is homophonic with 'zi', and the pine tree has many seeds, and it also represents longevity, so the squirrel often means more sons and more blessings."
Luo Yu: "The ancients really know how to associate."
Weidong seemed to remember something, and drew a few circles next to the squirrel: "You mentioned the squirrel grapes just now, I remember that there were actually a few grapes drawn in this position, I didn't understand what was going on, so I read more. At a glance, there seem to be some auspicious patterns on the grapes."
Hua Jiqiu carefully looked at the string of circles drawn by Wei Dong: "This should not be a grape, if I remember correctly, this should be a part of a string of Buddhist beads."
After everyone's memories together, I gradually remembered a few patterns, but they were never full, and the positions were not very accurate.
A throat-clearing cough suddenly sounded.
Mu Yi frowned, and his alert eyes glanced at all the companions present.
Shao Ling also felt something was wrong: "Who was it just now? Who was coughing?"
No one answered for a while.
When the second cough sounded, everyone even concluded that the cough came from a stranger.
At this time, the hall was spacious and bright, and the coughing sound was so clear, but everyone could not see the figure of that person.
Fortunately, the three newcomers this time are relatively strong, no one screamed or showed a very frightened look, Li Xiaochun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and slowly moved closer to the crowd: "I, how do I feel, this voice seems to be It came from underground."
Li Xiaochun's analysis was right, and everyone felt the same way. The cough just now clearly came from under the marble floor tiles.
"Back up!" Fang Fei said suddenly, "the floor tiles there are starting to loosen!"
This discovery made everyone nervous, everyone gathered together under Mu Yiran's gesture, and retreated silently, seeing that the crack in the bricks in the middle of the hall became larger, and a whole piece of ground began to slowly sink.