I have a seaside five-star hotel

Chapter 392

Really

Lin Suyang's office speed is really amazing.

When Chen Jianhai knew that his Propaganda Department had not only built the library's official website in just a few days, but had also done extensive and influential publicity work, he was shocked.

"Good guy... Pushing my highland from the opposite side is not as fast as yours!"

Chen Jianhai looked at the operation status of his library and the status of the Mini Program official account in a daze, and swallowed in embarrassment.

This……

Is it that hot?

Chen Jianhai wanted to say something, but after seeing Lin Aiqing's face full of tears,

Chen Jianhai still raised his hand, patted Lin Suyang's shoulder, and sighed heavily:
"If you have the talent to seek it here, why worry about the failure of a big event!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiaolang's angry curse came over, "If you're resurrected, come down the road and give away your head!"

"Oh." Chen Jianhai quickly grabbed the phone, and manipulated a generation of heroes to rush down the road.

"Boss, there is one more thing..." Lin Suyang bit the bullet, "The library has come to the great god."

Chen Jianhai didn't even lift his eyelids: "What kind of master? Where is it from?"

Lin Suyang pointed to Yang Yuhuan who was crazily pressed to the ground by the enemy in the next lane, "This lane..."

"Playing games?"

"No."

"Playing the pipa??"

"No."

"The master of women's clothing???"

Chen Jianhai's voice became sharper, and he was filled with indescribable excitement and excitement.

Even the little and big waves pricked up their ears,

"No..." Lin Suyang bit the bullet and pointed at Yang Yuhuan's clothes, "Painting...just this one from the Dunhuang series, the Great Master of Rock Painting."

Under Chen Jianhai's shocked gaze, Lin Suyang said with difficulty:

"Isn't there a bald piece on the side of the mountain wall in our library... Then that mountain wall is now painted."

"It was painted by a rock painting master named Hunting. He has studied abroad and specialized in this. The painting is quite good,"

"Many people have posted the process of his painting on the Internet, and we have also posted it."

Chen Jianhai: "And then?"

"Then...then fans of the Great Hunting God and a group of domestic Dunhuang petroglyph lovers will come to visit the island, and here are the visits,"

Lin Suyang paused, then whispered, "Our Propaganda Department also played a role in fueling the flames."

"After the Wandering Time drama club, we will prepare for the petroglyph exhibition."

Chen Jianhai was dumbfounded.

He never imagined in his life that there would be a master of rock painting who would come to paint on the mountain of Xiaomajia Island in Nanjiang!

It seems that since his hotel got the achievement: "Fatal Attraction to Scholars",
There will always be industry talents from all walks of life who have never heard of it,

"Let's do it... Uh, do it well! Do it in a big way!"

Chen Jianhai was still a little dreamy, his eyes full of disbelief.

The key is that you are a master of oil painting, Chinese painting, and comics, and you can meet them on TV, magazines, and scarves at ordinary times.
It was the first time Chen Jianhai heard that the master of rock paintings was true.

say nothing else,

As soon as Lin Suyang said the word "Dunhuang", Chen Jianhai was immediately moved, worshiped, and knelt down!
"Is the great god still in the library?" Chen Jianhai asked anxiously.

"Yes, his painting is not finished yet, but it has already been finished." Lin Suyang said.

Just finished speaking,

Chen Jianhai directly manipulated a generation of heroes to rush into the enemy crowd to die gloriously, and then complained all the enemies on the "failure" page, and then decisively closed the game.

Standing up, Chen Jianhai grabbed Xiaolang and Dabo's chest respectively, and shouted angrily:
"Stop playing around, go up the mountain with me to have a look at Yang Yuhuan!"

……

Led by Lin Suyang, Chen Jianhai, Xiaolang and Xu Bo rushed to the back of the island as quickly as possible.

As soon as I reached the top of the mountain, I saw a white-haired young man stepping on a ladder, holding a paintbrush in his right hand and a seasoning plate in his left hand, painting on the mountain wall.

The four rushed up immediately.

"Brother, I know this one, Nine-Colored Deer! I watched cartoons when I was young."

As soon as Xiaolang saw the painting on the cliff, he immediately opened his mouth excitedly.

"No, I think it's obviously Hou Yi shooting the sun. Look at the nine suns, they are shining brightly."

Xu Bo shook his head and said.

"Why do I feel that it is Jingwei reclamation...Look at the sea, there are birds in the sea."

Chen Jianhai also spoke while observing.

"What did you say?" Chen Jianhai asked Lin Suyang.

Lin Suyang said: "To tell you the truth, I thought it was Nuwa mending the sky at first..."

Chen Jianhai was helpless.

How come there are so many myths and legends!

The knowledge has made you learn miscellaneous!
Although a few people are art wastes and cannot appreciate and appreciate works of art, they can still tell whether something is good or bad at a glance.

Different from the rock paintings in their previous cognition,

The petroglyphs written by the white-haired youth combine chiseling and description. Although the chiseled parts are a bit naive and rough,
However, the engraved image is projected in the eyes of everyone with a simple, barren, and strange intuitive vision.

Every chiseling mark and every stroke left on the mountain wall has a sense of evolution like the original ecology of "feather drinking blood",
Nine-color spirit deer, flame sea and red sun, clear sea, and gods with human body and snake tail, these vivid and bold color paintings seem to contain the supermaterial internal driving energy of wisdom,
With an infectious force that was born in the wild but constantly transpiring, it shapes its own exciting and fanatical life form.

The painting seems to be sprayed in the blood, and the totem is like a totem that constructs the conscious creation that originates from the spirit and ideas, nature and primitive.

"Brother, this painting makes me thirsty..." Xiaolang murmured.

"Are you just thirsty? I feel like I want to kneel down for this painting." Chen Jianhai murmured.

"Do you just want to kneel? I feel like I want to kowtow to this painting." Xu Bo murmured.

Lin Suyang looked at the three of them with contempt, and looked at you who have never seen the world!

"Boss, does this great god invite him to stay in a hotel for two days and make friends?" Lin Suyang asked.

Although the boss is finished, he has to do his part to give suggestions.

To use a favorite sentence of their student union teachers, this is called giving full play to the role of staff assistants.

"No, just pretend you don't know." Chen Jianhai said.

"He can do whatever he wants, we don't disturb, we don't chat, we don't interfere."

"However, in the past few days, more juices, desserts and fruits can be delivered from the library. Apart from these, there is no need to do anything."

Chen Jianhai ordered.

Although Chen Jianhai doesn't understand painting, the passion and concentration in the eyes of the white-haired young man are frightening when he paints.

For such an artist, all other mundane conversations and entanglements are burdens. Giving him an environment where he can devote himself to creating is the greatest support for his works!
"Okay boss, I understand." Lin Suyang said seriously.

At this moment, a familiar and cold voice sounded from Chen Jianhai's mind:
"Ding!"

"Detected artificial power added to the hotel: Totem."

(End of this chapter)