Quick time travel is difficult for a scholar

He raised his eyes and looked at his so-called nephew with a half-smile. Everyone looked at Wen Rumo's expression and secretly thought there was something going on, but they didn't want Wen Rumo to just gently lift up the painting. There was a huge In the viewing pool, there are a few fish swimming leisurely in the pool. Wen Rumo took his painting and came to the viewing pool. Everyone watched his movements and remembered Wen Rumo's time. He acted, guessing in his heart, looking like this, he was really mad by his nephew, and everyone had already thought that Wen Rumo was probably going to destroy the painting.

Wen Rumo carefully unfolded the painting in his hand, looked at the people around and said, "Actually, this painting is not a peony pavilion, but destruction!"

Everyone thought to themselves, thinking about destruction, they are very familiar with Wen Rumo's painting style, it is not much different from one of his famous works, Peony Picture, but there are more characters, if you lose, you lose , why play tricks.

"Mr. Wen! Don't!" Hao Xiang watched helplessly as the man let go of his hand, trying to stop him, but unfortunately he was a step too late, and the painting just fell into the water. Looking at the man's calm face, Haoxiang stared at the painting in the water with some discomfort, and was about to go into the water to fish it out.

"Hey! Look, the flowers are blooming!" Haoxiang looked at the scene in the water with some surprise.

Someone also noticed the scene in the water, the picture of peonies floating on the water, the flowers are swaying, and the blooming is more gorgeous, the whole flower pavilion, the peonies are in full bloom, I don’t know if it’s because of being soaked in water, or something else, the color of the flowers It is even more eye-catching, it is a kind of exhibition that has exhausted their lives, as if they have exhausted everything, just for this moment, and for the first time they remembered that this peony also symbolizes the beauty of heaven and the country besides wealth and honor. The girl under the flowers seems to have grown up, her long hair is flowing, her dress is dragging to the ground, her face is a bit blurred, but her posture and charm are even more imaginative, what kind of woman is worthy of this Overwhelming peony.

Everyone's eyes flashed with amazement. This painting is so beautiful that people can't help but want to peek at it and cherish it.They thought maybe this is the real king of flowers, just like the clouds in the sky, elusive and unattainable. Just when they were amazed by this unparalleled beauty, the ink color became more smudged, and the figure of the woman The posture became more blurred until it gradually faded and faded, and finally there seemed to be only a shadow left, and those peonies that were still blooming just now seemed to bloom their most perfect life to the extreme, and then, like Like the woman under the flower, it gradually fades along with Zhaohua, until only the bright color remains, falling into the soil and merging into the heaven and the earth.

It seems that there is only a pool full of bleakness left in the hall, and people are still immersed in the shock just now, but they can't recover. It turns out that no matter how beautiful or prosperous things are, they can't beat it. Time flies, and it's easy to grow old.No matter what it used to be, what is left in the end is just disappearing between heaven and earth, is it really destruction?

Originally, there was only one picture scroll soaked in water that could not be seen clearly in the clear pool water, but the Peony Pavilion that seemed to be soaked in life just now was vividly engraved into the hearts of everyone present.

I don't know how long it took before someone finally came back to their senses. Only then did everyone realize that Wen Rumo had disappeared at some point, but no one would question his paintings again. Such a technique can be called a magical skill. They don't know the mystery, but they know how demanding this painting method is for skills.No one can do it except Wen Rumo.

Wen Rumo is a well-deserved genius, no, his talent has long been unmatched by others, they suddenly thought of their previous contempt for Wen Rumo, and they all felt ashamed and wished they could bury their heads in the ink. It's that the height he stands is already unmatched by anyone.

Suddenly everyone was a little puzzled, could such a person be easily surpassed by a woman?I'm afraid that he himself is tired of the world and doesn't want to waste any more time. Sure enough, three people became tigers, and rumors killed people. Everyone looked at the drawing paper in the pool with some regrets, and Yulan Shi would fish out the painting that was no longer clear. Get up, dry, hang in the forefront of the painting, stand alone, no other painting can compare with it.

But the young man whom everyone thought could be compared with Wen Rumo was gradually isolated, and the old Mr. Huang La also tightly shut his mouth and stopped talking.When the strength is enough to crush everything, everyone believes that such a person does not need to use those despicable means, and everything that Wen Qinghe has shown before is even more hypocritical, but no one cares about all of this .Wen Rumo's departure made the poems that followed no longer feel amazing.But this time, he has truly become a master of the generation that no one can match.No one can shake it anymore.

Wen Rumo's reputation has reached an unprecedented height without him knowing it, but now he has no time to think about it. Hearing the seemingly inaudible footsteps behind him, a smile appeared on the corner of Wen Rumo's mouth. He left before everyone recovered, thinking that no one was paying attention, but this little guy was vigilant, and almost as soon as he left the door, he followed him. Wen Rumo turned around suddenly, and Hao Xiang almost He couldn't react and bumped into Wen Rumo's body. In fact, his mind was still immersed in the scene just now, and he couldn't recover, and just because he paid too much attention to Wen Rumo just now, when he saw him leave, he followed him in a strange way. Behind him, but there is still some confusion in his head, he has never seen such a painting before, it is something that really has a soul.

"What are you doing with me, little guy?" Wen Rumo's face was as plain as ever, and Hao Xiang couldn't tell if he hated following him for a while. He obviously had a flexible mind on weekdays, but he didn't seem to be in front of this person. Thinking about it, I don't know how to answer for a while, so I can't tell him that I don't know, this person will definitely think that he is perfunctory.

Wen Rumo looked at the person in front of him with his head bowed in silence, and a smile flashed in his eyes. This little guy is really cute and silly. How could he be the gloomy and decadent Hao Xiang in the original book who made a fuss!Thinking of meeting this little guy, he would unconsciously stick to him, Wen Rumo was thoughtful, and the rest was just confirmation, but this kind of Ayan was unexpectedly interesting.

Since Wen Rumo already knew it well, he was not in a hurry. Looking at the guy who couldn't react, Wen Rumo turned around and decided to go back to eat first. Thinking of the arrogance of this guy in his previous life, Wen Rumo vomited. Tone, decided to let him go first, and this guy still doesn't understand anything in this life, he'd better not scare him anymore, just let nature take its course.

Noticing that Wen Rumo turned around and left, Hao Xiang was anxious, he didn't know if he left this time, would it be like last time, he would not see him for a long time, he was worried that he would be angry with him, Hao Xiang panicked, his hands reacted much faster than his brain, and he grabbed Wen Rumo's sleeve.

Seeing those dark and deep eyes looking at him suspiciously, Haoxiang said something that made him very entangled in the years to come, "I want to worship you as my teacher!"

After saying this, Haoxiang was very proud of his wit. He was really smart, so he would be able to see Mr. Wen often.

"Really, Mr. Wen, I will definitely learn from you, so just accept me!" Hao Xiang tried to make his voice as sincere as possible, and looked at Wen Ru without blinking with his clear phoenix eyes. Mo, there seemed to be a flash of light, Wen Rumo's Adam's apple twitched, and he couldn't help but think of what a wonderful scene it would be if his eyes were stained with tears, but seeing the innocence in this person's eyes, he finally sighed, Concealing the daydreams in his heart, Wen Rumo summed up that there is a long way to go.

He decided to go back and calm down first, little guy, if you look at me like this again, I don't guarantee that I will just swallow you up like this, Wen Rumo's eyes flickered, and then he shook his head, the thoughts left by the original owner Tell him that in this day and age, one day is a teacher and life is a father. He doesn't want to be Haoxiang's father. Although he has never been his teacher, it is different after all, and the meaning behind it is also different in different times. The same, so this master is not recognized casually.

"No, I didn't intend to take in an apprentice!" Wen Rumo refused decisively, fearing that this guy would not give up, so he turned around and left immediately.

Hao Xiang followed Wen Rumo all the time, watching him enter the small courtyard, but felt a burst of depression in his heart. It was a kind of discomfort that he had never experienced before. Did he also think that he was a waste, so he was unwilling to accept himself? As an apprentice, whenever he thinks of this possibility, Haoxiang feels a burst of anger welling up in his heart. His phoenix eyes, which were so clear in front of Wen Rumo just now, are only full of gloom at this moment.

Haoxiang thinks that anyone can look down on him, but this person is definitely not good. Haoxiang has never thought about why he has such an idea, but now he has a very firm goal in his heart, that is, to let Wen Rumo accept him for the apprentice.

Wen Rumo didn't know that his original refusal had actually become the driving force for Hao Xiang's efforts. At this moment, he was still thinking about how to find an opportunity to make sure in the future, and then cultivate a good relationship with this little guy.

For the first time, Haoxiang came home and went to see him, Ama, with a pleading heart. Haoxiang knew that if he really wanted to worship Wen Rumo as his teacher, he would never be able to get around him.

But the process was not smooth, he, Ama, felt that learning painting was not doing his job properly, Hao Xiang's eyes darkened for a moment, his lips were tightly pursed, and Ama always supported his elder brother's request unconditionally, and when it came to him, he was not doing his job properly , Haoxiang didn't speak any more, he knew what method to use to achieve his goal.

During the meal, the whole family was there, Haoxiang looked at his elder brother excitedly telling his parents about the Yulan Poetry Fair, the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, then he raised his head and looked at Haozhen.

"Brother, what do you think of me worshiping Wen Rumo as my teacher?"

As soon as Haoxiang saw his words, everyone raised their heads and looked at Haoxiang as if they were seeing a monster, especially Haozhen. Based on Mr. Wen's current reputation, it is impossible for him to accept you, so why do you need to make such a meaningless attempt, not to mention that you are already so old, I heard that you have to learn painting from elementary school, you are not suitable!"

Hao Zhen's words really sounded like an elder brother's advice to his younger brother, but his tone and eyes showed full contempt.

His Ama obviously agreed with his brother's words, "Okay, let's eat, and find more serious things to do in the future, don't think about these things every day."

Haoxiang didn't say anything, just lowered his head in a low-spirited manner, and ate the rice in the bowl bit by bit, exuding a decadent breath all over his body.

After an unknown amount of time, Haozhen looked at his younger brother, thinking that the young man would turn his head only after he was really hit. He put down his chopsticks, and wiped his mouth gracefully, "Ama, why don't Haoxiang try it? He wants to do something serious, and we should be happy."

"Thank you, brother!" Haoxiang hooked the corners of his lips, and immediately looked up at his Ama, and nodded when he saw him dispensable. He was overjoyed, and he knew it would be like this. What a contradiction, he may not have any bad intentions towards Haoxiang, but he seems to be very keen on beating Haoxiang, just like this time, he actually believed that Haoxiang would fail in his heart, but he still begged for mercy, but Haoxiang Still facing him, she smiled gratefully.

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