Huo Sishen sat in the car. His deep black eyes were fixed on the unfolded rice paper on the phone screen.
He knew it was a landscape painting.
But he didn't know that it would end up like this.
He had a wife and a child, waiting for the other person to return slowly?
He closed his eyes and breathed with difficulty.
However, the voices coming from the phone were very lively.
The elders of the Ink Painting Association had a deeper and more detailed interpretation of this painting. There were even more variations.
"This woman doesn't seem to be admiring the waterfall, but looking at the person returning from the fog, right?"
"Under the majestic mountains and rivers, they actually made such gentle and warm details. The combination of the mountain fog and the movement made people wonder if there was anyone returning from there. The movement of the whole painting is hidden in the illusory blank space. "
"Brilliant, really brilliant! As the saying goes, silence is better than words. There is no third person here, but the viewer can't help but imagine how handsome and talented the husband is. "
"Only such an outstanding person can have such a beautiful wife. Between the mountains and rivers, the painting paper is a chessboard. How can an ordinary person have such leisure and talent?"
"We have seen many paintings that leave blank space for the imagination of the mountains and rivers, but this painting is left for a person, a person outside the painting. It is really ingenious."
"Could it be that this is the ink painting association's own image?"
"Hahaha, so this is not a landscape painting, but a self-portrait?"
Everyone commented and guessed happily.
Through Si Yi's phone, his voice could be heard clearly in the car.
Gu Shishi carefully glanced at the man who was sitting upright beside her.
He hadn't said a word since just now.
Did he not like it?
Or was it because he didn't see the real painting and couldn't understand the meaning behind it?
What she wanted to express was that raising a child was not the responsibility of a father alone.
Even if he wasn't around for the time being, she would bear the responsibility and wait for him to return.
This was a situation that happened every day in thousands or even countless families.
When the father was not around, the mother would take over.
When the mother left, the father would take over.
Everyone had to bear the responsibility, but they didn't need to bear too much pressure and feel that all the problems were their own fault!
"Hmm …"
Gu Shishi wanted to explain, but she didn't know if it would have the opposite effect.
Most of the time, people had to rely on themselves to comprehend. No matter how much others said, it was useless. Instead, they would find it annoying to preach.
But when she turned her head, she found that the ears of the handsome and cold man beside her were a little red again.
Gu Shishi blinked.
Then, he heard the discussion on the phone escalate to another level.
"This husband is so lucky. He reminds me of when I was young."
"Aiya, even heroes have a weakness for the charms of beauties. From now on, the emperor won't attend morning court. Isn't this just accompanying a family to tour the mountains and rivers?"
"My hands are itching. I want to leave this blank space and make another painting of the general's return."
"What general? I think he's a gifted scholar! Look at the chess pieces placed on the chessboard. They are not placed casually. This is the famous Endgame Map! He must be a handsome man with great learning. "
"Heh, strategizing and strategizing, the general's chess moves are fierce and thunderous! How could a gifted scholar bring his wife to such a dangerous place? Look at the ornaments on the wife's body. They are of high quality and are not something ordinary people can wear. Her husband must be a nobleman, a general, or a minister. "
In the car, Gu Shishi's attention was diverted. The more she listened, the more amused she felt.
"Cough, actually, the General of Thunder can also be very knowledgeable."
She added in a whisper.
"Some people are just omnipotent."
Huo Sishen had just picked up the bottle of mineral water. His slender fingers almost crushed the bottle again.
Was she praising him by borrowing the painting?
Back then, the people who avoided him the most were the elders.
The descendants of each family had no choice but to listen to their elders and distance themselves from him. They were even afraid of him.
He had never thought that he would be praised by a group of strangers who were from his grandfather's generation.
Without the rumors, he could also be praised and rewarded by the elders.
His heart skipped a beat.
His dark eyes flashed and the girl's delicate and slightly red face was reflected in his eyes.
It was gradually entering winter. Leaves were falling outside the car window.
However, it was as warm as summer in the car.
…
After another half an hour, Gu Shishi even needed to pee. Huo Sishen accompanied her to a nearby shopping mall to use the restroom.
He also bought a sandwich and coffee along the way. He brought them to the car as he was worried that she would be hungry.
After Gu Shishi finished eating and drinking, she flipped through all the comic books she had brought along.
She finally heard the discussion over at Si Yi's side.
Ever since President Huang Chuan came, they had commented on all the paintings one by one and voted anonymously.
However, this group of old urchins almost got into a fight when they had different opinions. They couldn't stop arguing.
Huang Chuan spent a lot of effort before it was finally time for the voting round.
In the end, Gu Shishi won first place in the exchange meeting with a two-vote advantage.
"Give the newcomer some face."
"It's refreshing. I'm tired of the style of the rest of us."
"The newcomer's ingenuity has given me a lot of inspiration. Although some of the brush and ink still need to be refined and the inscriptions are not self-created, the overall degree of completion is high. "
"Well, I bet that President Huang Chuan will lose anyway. It's not a problem to vote for the newcomer."
The group of people was still stubborn in the end.
They couldn't help it. When it came to skills, none of them were convinced.
At most, they would temporarily lose to the newcomer a little. They would have a chance to win back next time.
Gu Shishi, who was in the car, covered her mouth and laughed.
"Then I'll go up."
She was about to move to the car door when she was stopped by the man in the car.
"Because of the art studio teacher?"
Huo Sishen frowned.
When he heard this, he suddenly didn't want her to go upstairs.
There was a kind of beauty that made people want to hide.
Just like the graceful woman in the painting, her face was cleverly covered by a fluffy hood.
"Yes, Manager Xie said that we need an expert."
Gu Shishi told the truth. The people upstairs were all experts.
If she won against them, she would naturally have to go up and take the bet!
Huo Sishen nodded. "You don't like to show your face in public. Let Si Yi help you pass the message."
Gu Shishi puffed her cheeks. It wasn't that she didn't like to show her face, but because of her age, it was not suitable for her to show her face.
"Will that be bad?"
"One day, when they see my true colors, they will think that I'm a liar …"
"The one being praised is the painting, not the painter."
Huo Sishen narrowed his dark eyes.
"If they overturn the judgment because of your age in the future, what kind of expert are you?"
Gu Shishi agreed with what he said, but felt that something was wrong.
However, she couldn't think of anything at the moment.
After eating and drinking, she felt a little sleepy.
Huo Sishen immediately sent a message to Si Yi.
Si Yi, who was upstairs, immediately conveyed his boss's message to the elders. "Before the exchange meeting, my boss wanted to ask the elders for a bet."
The elders looked at each other. "Alright, you can ask for it."
There were chat logs in the WeChat group, so he couldn't go back on his word.
"My family has an art studio that wants to promote the knowledge of ink painting. It wants to popularize the beauty of ink painting among the young people and even children. But now, we are short of strong teachers … "
"Oh? Ink painting has the same idea as the president? "
"Does he want us to be teachers?"
"This bet, no wonder he didn't ask for it previously. It's quite a big one!"
Before Si Yi could finish, everyone interrupted him.
The president, Huang Chuan, really appreciated ink painting and immediately stopped everyone from talking.
He looked at Si Yi and sized him up.
"Your family head's painting skills are very good. He should have some disciples over the years, right?"
If he wanted to promote ink painting, it wouldn't be something that one or two people, or even dozens of people, could do.
However, at their level, there were still disciples and grand-disciples.
In the past few decades, Huang Chuan had not only taken in more than a hundred disciples, but some of his disciples were already in their forties and fifties. His disciples also taught classes, and there were countless grand-disciples.
In addition, he taught in the Academy of Fine Arts, so there were still many students.
If he opened an art studio, he definitely wouldn't lack teachers.
Therefore, Huang Chuan was a little curious.
This question immediately reminded the elders in the room.
"Yeah, he doesn't have enough disciples?"
"Initiating painting? Does he want us to help?"
Si Yi touched his nose.
Wasn't that because the lady boss was too young? She had just graduated from university this year.
Even if he took in disciples, they couldn't have finished their apprenticeship so quickly.
Just as he was thinking about how to explain, a notification sounded in his Bluetooth earpiece.
Instantly, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Elders, please calm down. My boss will explain it to you personally."
…
It turned out that after Gu Shishi agreed not to go upstairs, she was reminded by Huo Sishen that she could communicate with these people directly over the phone.
Huo Sishen thought that it was acceptable for her voice to be exposed.
He was in a good mood today, so he decided to be more generous.
Gu Shishi naturally didn't mind. After all, she had won first place. It didn't matter if they felt that she wasn't senior enough and didn't want to interact with her.
"Hello, masters."
Gu Shishi cleared her throat and spoke in a courteous manner.
"Hello? Can you hear me? "
After she finished speaking, there was a terrifying silence on the other end of the phone.
She thought that the signal was bad.
After a long while, she heard President Huang Chuan's familiar voice. "You are …?"
His originally sonorous voice was now trembling a little.
Beside him, there was a slight tremor.
"Is he the descendant of ink painting?"
"No, is he a voice changer? The one used for live broadcasts? "
"Did I hear wrongly?"
The group of people had their own guesses.
At this moment, Gu Shishi felt that she was really a pretentious person in a novel.
She had a bright light on her body and a halo on her head!
Grandma Chen was also shocked last time.
"Ahem, I'm the ink painting."
Gu Shishi tried her best to make her voice sound prettier and more imposing!
But in fact, she was still delicate.
It couldn't be helped. In terms of age and physiology, she was a young and tender girl.
"Everyone, it's not that I want to trouble you, but I …" Gu Shishi's face was a little red as she spoke. "I don't have many students, and those that I do have are just beginners."
After she finished speaking, there was an awkward silence on the other end of the phone again!
This time, the silence was relatively short, but very soon, someone let out a gasp!
"How old are you this year?"
"You're the ink painting?"
"Today's painting, 'Traveling with My Wife', was drawn by you?"
"That's impossible, that's impossible! The author should be a man! "
Gu Shishi also knew that the perspective of her painting would cause people's imagination to run wild, especially when men were in the shoes of the painting. They would have the immersive feeling of being surrounded by their wives and children.
Also, the adverb was from Du Fu, which described the rural life of his wife and child.
Indeed, it was mainly from the perspective of men.
But … this was just a misunderstanding.
"Sorry, because I haven't studied poetry for a long time, the inscription borrowed the masterpiece of the poet."
This caused people to misunderstand the artist's gender.
After she finished speaking, there was another icy silence.
Gu Shishi thought for a while and quickly added an answer to the other party's question.
"I'm 23 this year."
"It's going to be the new year soon, and I'll be 24."
Bang — the sound of a chair flipping over quickly came from the other end of the phone!
24 …
Si Yi stood at the scene and saw the shocked expressions of the old people.
It was funny.
The youngest person here was estimated to be three times the age of 24!
Madam's words really hit the nail on the head!
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