All in One Go
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Yan Chaozong and Qin Sheng could not get along because Qin Sheng had stolen his wife and slapped his face. The reason why Yuan Ke could not get along with Qin Sheng was that Qin Sheng had messed up his plan, causing him to lose the benefits that were easily within his reach. Young Master Qu was a little depressed because he did not like Qin Sheng.
Young Master Qu's real name was Qu Fan, and his nickname was Huanxi, which had no special meaning. He just liked to laugh after he was born. He could not be called Happy or Happy, so the old monk gave him the name Huanxi. Later, everyone called him that. However, some people called him that because he was very good at singing in Hokkien. He was good at singing "Happy", so people often teased him, "Happy", "Happy", "Happy".
No one knew whether Huanxi was good or not. Anyway, he was handsome, talented, rich, and had a good background. He was popular with women and had offended many people. After all, young and frivolous people would be domineering. However, although he was a playboy, he was quite smart. He would not provoke those who should not be provoked, and he would trample on those who could be provoked.
Qu Huanxi and Yan Chaozong hooked up, Yuan Ke added fuel to the fire, and the Lin Family was waiting for an opportunity. It was really difficult for Qin Sheng to get through this.
In the evening, Qin Sheng drank with several leaders of the municipal bureau. This was the result of Fang Jianping's matchmaking. He was also there tonight, so all the expenses were on Qin Sheng. Other people did not have such a chance. Of course, Qin Sheng did not embarrass Fang Jianping. Everything was arranged properly, and he drank a lot.
When they were almost drunk, they left. Qin Sheng was already a little drunk. Gu Xiaobo was the driver tonight. As for work, naturally, other people would worry about it.
"Grape wine in the luminous cup, when you want to drink, the pipa urges you on the horse. Drunk on the battlefield, Lord Grim, how many people have fought since ancient times? Wine is really a good thing. People without wine are so lonely. "Qin Sheng laughed. He did not know why he was so happy tonight.
Gu Xiaobo echoed, "When the moon is bright, I ask the sky with a cup of wine. If there is no wine, it is estimated that our thousands of years of culture will be less splendid. You see, how many people there are in the ancient times? "
Qin Sheng said thoughtfully, "That's right. When Huai Su was drunk, he used his hair as a brush and lived his life wantonly. Tonight, I will also try to see if I can satisfy myself." He really did not have time to write that piece of calligraphy these days. The time was getting closer and closer. Tonight, he wanted to stay up all night. No matter what, he must make himself satisfied.
After returning to his home in the Golden Coast, Qin Sheng locked himself in the study. Since Lin Su was not there, of course, nobody would care about him. Therefore, Qin Sheng could do whatever he wanted tonight. Qin Sheng: 1. 4. Song Yan Qing said in. "I: Fu Shen: I: In: in:" You Song: I I Song: I have you. Ming Song: You Liang Hua: The Translator: in: I The Editor: In: I [: In: The Fu: I: The Hua: I Hua: The King
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After a long time, Qin Sheng suddenly opened his eyes. He put down the brush and started his performance. Qin Sheng's eyes lit up as he wrote faster and faster on the rice paper. He seemed to see Huai Su, who was drunk and crazy, and Zhang Xu, the Sage of Grass.
If those so-called masters saw Qin Sheng in this state, they would be shocked. Many people could not find such a state in their whole life.
After a few minutes, Qin Sheng finally finished the last word. He threw the brush out subconsciously. A painting that could make calligraphers feel ashamed was finished.
Qin Sheng laughed out loud. He did it all in one go and felt hearty and satisfied.
It seemed that he had used up his last energy. Qin Sheng could not hold on anymore. He was sleepy. He sat on the ground and fell asleep.
He remembered reading in an article that when many masters finished the most important works in their lives, they almost used up all their energy. It seemed that they could not come up with such works again. Buddha strives for incense, man strives for a breath. This breath was too important. When Lu Yao wrote the last part of The Ordinary World, his hands were cramping and he could not hold the brush. He had to soak it in hot water for a while before he started again. After finishing the last word, he threw the ballpoint pen out of the window. When Chen Zhongshi wrote the last word of The White Deer Plateau, he cried on the spot. He was already in his fifties at that time. He knew that he would never be able to write such a work in his life.
When Qin Sheng opened his eyes, it was already 12 o 'clock in the afternoon. This sleep was so comfortable that he did not wake up even with his regular routine.
At this moment, Qin Sheng was in a mess. Ink and cigarette ashes were all over his body. His hair was even more messy. The drunkenness and madness gave him a splitting headache. He struggled to get up and saw that the sun was already high outside the window. He casually glanced at the alarm clock on the wall and realized that it was already past midnight.
"How long have I slept?" Qin Sheng muttered. He picked up his phone and found that there were more than ten missed calls and dozens of WeChat messages. It seemed that everyone could not contact him and thought that something had happened.
Qin Sheng did not care about anything. He looked at his work. Even he did not expect that he could have such a masterpiece. He smiled with satisfaction. It was done.
He took a shower and changed his clothes. Chang Baji was worried that something had happened to him. He asked Gu Xiaobo to make sure that Qin Sheng did not come out. Cao Da and Ms. An called him because they had something to do. Lin Su just greeted him normally. Han Bing complained that she had only seen Qin Sheng once since she came to Hangzhou. Yang Deng asked if Qin Sheng had arranged everything properly. They would set off tomorrow afternoon. The birthday party would be held at noon the day after tomorrow.
Qin Sheng was so hungry that he went directly to find Han Bing for lunch. At the same time, he asked someone to find someone to frame the calligraphy last night. He told them to stay close to it. He knew that people who knew about calligraphy would be stunned when they saw it.
Han Bing's new company was located in an office building by West Lake. She could overlook the beautiful scenery of the whole West Lake. Han Bing, who always cared about inspiration and enjoyment, would definitely not treat herself badly. After all, she was a super rich and beautiful woman. She inherited so much property and did not have much ambition. She could only think about how to spend the money.
Han Bing had already booked a table and was waiting for Qin Sheng. When Qin Sheng arrived, Han Bing muttered, "Why are you so slow? I thought you rode a snail here."
"Madam, I am driving a car, not flying a plane. Don't you know how congested Hangzhou is?" Qin Sheng was speechless.
Han Bing snorted, "I guess if Lin Su looked for you, you would immediately rush over. Reasons are all reasons."
Qin Sheng did not bother to pay attention to her. He rolled his eyes and said, "Hurry up and order. I am so hungry."
Han Bing looked at Qin Sheng and asked, "Why are you so listless? What did you do last night? You didn't answer my call in the morning. Tell me, is it because Lin Su is not here? Did you fool around outside?"
"With such a beautiful woman in front of me, do I still need to fool around?" Qin Sheng teased.
Han Bing enjoyed his words very much. She was in a good mood and began to order dishes for Qin Sheng. They chatted while eating and asked about each other's recent situation.
In the afternoon, Qin Sheng went to the company first to deal with some things. In the evening, he went to find Cao Da. He had dinner at Jiuxi Rose Garden and reported some recent work to Cao Da.
The next morning, Qin Sheng went to the villa of Meijiawu to pick up the painting. Sun Yu had called Qin Sheng last night and told him that the painting that Master Liu had promised had been completed. These days, Master Liu almost did not go out at all. At the same time, he closed the door and refused to meet any guests. He had been working on the painting. Anyway, he had spent a lot of energy. Of course, Qin Sheng understood that he really owed Master Liu a big favor this time. However, this favor had to be returned. He just did not know when.
"Little Qin, look at this painting. Are you satisfied with it?" Master Liu asked someone to put the painting on the table. A beautiful painting was unfolded in front of Qin Sheng. It was grand and exquisite. Qin Sheng could not help but sigh. Master Liu was indeed a top master in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai. No wonder so many people were willing to pay a lot of money for a painting.
The ink landscape, green pines and strange cypresses, the long river, the setting sun, the shepherd boy, the old man, the thatched cottage, and the cattle. Everything was so natural. If this painting was taken to the market, Qin Sheng dared not say that it would be worth tens of millions, but it would definitely be worth millions.
Qin Sheng admired this painting. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He did not know that Master Liu had spent a lot of energy on this painting like him. He looked a lot tired and had a lot of white hair.
"Master Liu, this painting of yours has already exceeded my appreciation level. I really don't know how to evaluate it, and I am not qualified to do so," Qin Sheng said slowly. This was also what he thought.
Master Liu replied with a smile, "As long as you are satisfied with it. You can take the painting away. Don't forget my calligraphy. I have to rest for a few days."
Qin Sheng did not dare to disturb Master Liu anymore. He left happily with this painting. The painting had been mounted, and he did not need to do anything else.
Since the painting and calligraphy were done, it was time for Qin Sheng to set off for Mount Putuo. He did not know whether these two stunning birthday gifts could knock on the door of Third Master Wu.
In the afternoon, Qin Sheng said something to Chang Baji and Ms. An. Then he and Gu Qingyang went to meet Yang Deng. It was estimated that he would come back on Monday at the latest. Originally, Qin Sheng wanted to go to Mount Putuo alone. However, Chang Baji still suggested that Gu Qingyang accompany him. Many things needed to be prepared.
When Yang Deng saw Qin Sheng, he laughed and said, "Why don't we take the same car? You don't have to do this. "
Of course, Yang Deng did not understand Qin Sheng's precaution. Qin Sheng found an excuse and explained, "I may have to deal with something in Ningbo."
"Oh, I see. Okay, then I will take the same car with you. We can talk on the way." Yang Deng did not think much. Then he got in Qin Sheng's car, and his driver followed behind.
Qin Sheng asked casually, "Has Brother Luo and the others already set off?"
"Brother Luo has something to deal with today. It is estimated that he can go there in the evening. Although the Old Master wants to keep a low profile, it is impossible for him to do so on his 70th birthday. I guess many people will go to Mount Putuo," Yang Deng laughed and said.
Qin Sheng nodded silently. If one could live a lifetime like this when he was old, his life would not be in vain.
Qin Sheng remembered that when he first came to Bailuyuan, the scene of Mr. Zhu, the great scholar, passing away really shocked him. Numerous people, both acquaintances and strangers, saw him off. The white banners were like a long dragon, which could not be seen from ten miles away.
This was called living a lifetime.
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