The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

"Xiang Ergou, get up for school!" Yi Chengyi ran into Xiang Qianran's house with a small schoolbag on his back, and his younger brother Yi Chengsan chased him like an idiot, yelling while chasing.After entering his room, Yi Chengyi saw that Xiang Qianran was still sleeping crookedly under a quilt.

Yi Chengyi slapped Xiang Qianran on the face, causing the other party's saliva to spit out.

"Who! Who hit me?" Xiang Qianran opened his eyes suddenly, sucked his saliva, and before he could speak very well, he covered his face reflexively, his eyes rolled around, Finally, it stopped on Yi Chengyi and Yi Chengsan who was lying on the ground smiling.

"One by one, you fucking beat me again! Can't you just wake me up?"

Yi Chengyi crossed his hands in front of his chest, looked at the irritable Xiang Qianran with raised eyebrows and said:

"Your mother yelled hard every morning, but I woke you up in the end?"

"You're justified in beating someone!" Xiang Qianran lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, glaring at Yi Chengyi, the other party just turned his head in disdain, but Yi Chengsan made a funny face at Qianran in the direction of the fox pretending to be majestic.

Xiang Qianran grinned and punched Yi Chengsan, who was so frightened that he quickly got behind Yi Chengyi.

"That's enough. Every time I lose face, this brat sees it. Don't let him follow you in the future, okay?" Xiang Qianran scratched his head, then lifted his trousers to brush his teeth and wash his face.

"Hey, brother, you're the only one who dares to hit Ergou." Yi Chengsan saw that Xiang Qianran was walking away, and with a doggy smile on his face, he tugged on the corner of Yi Chengyi's clothes.Yi Chengyi leaned against the door, looked at Xiang Qianran who was squatting outside brushing his teeth, and shook his head. "I also dare to take advantage of him before he wakes up. Let me tell you, don't say I beat him like this when you meet someone, he will beat you to death!"

"I know." Yi Chengsan stuck out his tongue. He still had the scar on his arm from being beaten by Xiang Ergou's friend who poked a tire before.

Xiang Ergou is a vicious and violent dog who wants to save face, and Xiang Qianran is a ghost in the broom.Xiang Qianran has never been as modest and indifferent as his name says, so he deserves to be called Xiang Ergou. This is what his mother called him since he was a child.

When Xiang Qianran finished brushing his teeth and came in to carry his schoolbag, he even flicked Yi Chengyi's forehead, neither light nor heavy, but the sound was clear and piercing.

Yi Chengyi pursed his lips and rolled his eyes.Just like he would wake up Xiang Ergou with a slap in the face, and Xiang Ergou likes to flick his forehead the most.

In his previous life, when he grew up, he never had the chance to slap Ergou again, but Xiang Ergou would still slap his head.

"Okay, let's go to school." Xiang Qianran walked in front with his schoolbag on one shoulder, and Yi Chengyi and Yi Chengsan followed behind.

This is indeed 11 years old, because Xiang Ergou, who is one year older than him, is in the same class as him in the first grade of junior high school, while his brother Yi Chengsan, who is four years younger than him, is still in elementary school.

Yi Chengyi reckoned that it would be almost the day when Yi Yiqian came back, because when he saw the indifferent British boy, it was in a spring when all kinds of wild flowers were in full bloom.

It's okay, as long as you completely ignore those two scourges this time.

Yi Chengyi looked at Xiang Ergou's exposed red underwear and thought.

He was stunned for a moment after recovering, then tiptoed and ran behind Xiang Qian, quickly pinched a corner of the underwear with his thumb and forefinger and pulled it off, the sound of the rubber band bouncing against the skin was crisp and harsh.

"Hahahaha..." Before Xiang Qianran could react, Yi Chengyi smiled earth-shatteringly and ran past Xiang Qianran rubbing his shoulder, rushing to the front.Xiang Qianran's face flushed red, it was undeniable that shame and anger accounted for more, because the elementary school students who were rushing to school next to him were covering their mouths or laughing deafeningly.

He Xiang Qianran thought he was the man who ruled the whole grade of Chunfeng Primary School! ! !This idiot Yi Chengyi dared to flick his underwear in front of the group of elementary school students who were ruled by him! ! !

Xiang Qianran yelled, and started chasing Yi Chengyi who had already run away.

Everything is the same as when I was a child.

Yi Yiqian was carrying a painting bag, carrying a painting box and luggage, humming an unknown but catchy tune as he walked along the dirt paths between the rice fields.Behind him was a boy who was seriously out of tune with the local atmosphere. Behind the boy were four or five foreign men in black suits carrying things and following him.

The boy's blond hair is soft and docile, his skin is fair, his facial features are immature but with a three-dimensional depth unique to Westerners, and Zhang Shuimeng's face is clearly too handsome, but he has a sense of indifference that does not match his age and rejects people thousands of miles away.He was wearing a Scottish plaid shirt, black suspender harem pants, a sleeveless gray knitted sweater, and lace-up mid-calf black boots, exuding a pure British preppy style.The hairy kid with a halazi wearing a vest and shorts pulling pigweed looked at this group of unknown figures who suddenly appeared at a loss. That strange looking kid was as good-looking as an angel, but he looked proud and Cold as hell.

"I said, Master Lynn, can you hold back and follow me? I'm almost home! My house is small and very poor. There are no carpets, no tablecloths, no vases, and the tables and chairs only have three legs."

"I won't live in your house." Although the boy has a pure European and American temperament and blood, he blurted out fluent and proficient Mandarin without ambiguity.

"I know you won't live in my house. If you live in my house, my brother will catch me and beat me to death. Please forgive me, okay? You also know that I am not famous at all. If you want to learn painting, you should go find me Those masters who can buy a painting for a lifetime!" Yi Yiqian turned around and looked at the boy, although Yi Yiqian was in a high position, but when he and the boy looked at each other, he didn't feel the slightest feeling of looking down. Superiority.

"I know that your paintings can't be sold because you don't have the social skills and relationships and your weird temper. As I said, I'm willing to buy all your paintings."

Yi Yiqian rolled his eyes to the sky. He really didn't know how he provoked this great god. He went to an exhibition in a good manner, but was told that someone was willing to buy all his works that could be sold.

Well, that's a good thing.Yi Yiqian did not deny that when he learned about this incident, he was running happily on the vast prairie, but when the elegant and artistic buyer imagined by Yi Yiqian, that is, the ten-year-old When the little boy looked at him indifferently, Yi Yiqian's self-esteem as a painter was instantly hit, but he was a bit hypocritical, so he turned his face and left immediately.

Although he is in his 30s and has not yet reached his prime, Yi Yiqian is still a painter with a bit of a weird temper. Can the child just take it away and play it at home?

And also said to learn painting?That's enough, so why don't you go to those masters in the industry to teach you if you have money? If you follow them to your hometown in the countryside sincerely, no matter how proud the master is, you will have to accept this apprentice!

After all, it seems that Yi Yiqian himself is too hypocritical...

With a sullen face, he turned around and ignored Anderson, and walked towards his hometown by himself, while Anderson still followed behind Yi Yiqian in a good-tempered manner, and a group of foreigners in suits with black sunglasses followed behind Anderson.

Walking on the small roads in the countryside, this kind of battle is almost no less than the marriage of Xiaohong from the next village and Xiaoming from the same village. People from the two villages unite to send off their relatives to attract attention. This kind of sight is especially strong after entering the village.

"Mom, who are they! Why do they look so strange! And they are so strangely dressed!" A child standing in the bathtub twisted his body and looked at the group of people. His mother grabbed his arm and held The towel rubbed his back while looking at it.

"That's a foreigner, you know, if you don't study hard, you won't get to see him once in your life."

"Then Mom, let's go and have a look! You see, Xiao Cui and the others came to see it." The child almost jumped out of the bathtub and ran up to have a look.

"Look at the fart! I'm rushing to join in the fun, who told you to wet the bed last night! The pigs haven't been fed early in the morning, and I have to take a bath and wash the quilt for you, oh, you are so coquettish, you can give it to me again!" Wetting the bed, I'll let your dad hang you to sleep in a pigsty!" As she spoke, the woman pinched the child's arm fiercely, and the child jumped up in the water in shock, and the water splashed all over the ground.

The morning sun is warm and clear, and the wind blowing through the fields carries the fragrance of green grass and wild flowers, which blows on the face with a touch of coolness.Yi Chengyi supported his chin with his left hand, while spinning the pen with his right hand in boredom, listening to the sound of reading in the classroom.

"Very good, the reading is very neat, but there is a classmate who wants to criticize by name, Yi Chengyi, did you not wake up early in the morning or something? Why don't you follow along? If this is the case, you will finish the text the second time alone. Read the paragraph aloud!"

Yi Chengyi didn't know that he was called, and he was still immersed in his own world thinking about his own affairs. It wasn't until the young female teacher knocked on the podium with a pointer that Yi Chengyi woke up from his sluggishness.

Now this is... is it time to stand up and take criticism?

Yi Chengyi looked around in all directions, the students in the first year of junior high school were still the same as elementary school students, they would turn their heads and look at the person who made the noise when they encountered some commotion.

He is really not used to this way of educating elementary school students, but he still stood up reluctantly. A sense of shame and vanity as a 26-year-old adult did not allow him to do such embarrassing things, just the eyes of the whole class They were all facing him, it's not good to let the young female teacher off stage at this time...

So Yi Chengyi opened his textbook, found the text with the title written on the blackboard, then gritted his teeth, trying to speak but couldn't.

What are you afraid of!He is now an 11-year-old brat, who knew he had been replaced.Thinking about it, Yi Chengyi raised the textbook and put it in front of his eyes, and read it aloud.

"In the age of hunger and cold, the ideal is food and clothing;

In the era of food and clothing, the ideal is civilization.

In troubled times, the ideal is stability;

In a stable age, the ideal is prosperity. "

After reading, the whole class roared with laughter, mainly because Yi Chengyi's exaggerated and artificial appearance as if reading poetry with emotion deeply stimulated this group of little furry kids who had never seen the world.

how!Where is wrong?He clearly imitated the way those people in the video recited while reading!What are you laughing at?A group of brats, he was about to use his pretense of being a teacher in the studio to educate this group of students, but luckily the teacher on the stage stabilized the atmosphere in time.

"Stop laughing, Yi Chengyi's reading aloud is very emotional! On the contrary, it's all of you who are out of breath. You have to learn from him, you know?" He greeted Yi Chengyi Sitting down, the whole class almost shouted in unison: "Got it!" But there were still many people lying on the table with their stomachs covered, laughing as if they were going to die in a second.

Xiang Ergou was the only one, his laughter was exaggerated and ugly, like a hiccup, he kept laughing for a while, and Yi Chengyi knew it was because he was out of breath from excitement.

It's just too annoying.Yi Chengyi turned his pen again, and many troublemakers still lowered their voices vividly and imitated Yi Chengyi's tone when he was reciting just now, and then he couldn't stop laughing and lay down on the table, clutching his stomach.

is it necessary?Although the recitation just now was a bit exaggerated, Yi Chengyi thinks he has grasped the essence. The most important thing is that as a giant in thought, he has to separate himself from the thought world of these children. , otherwise the more you live, the more you go back, that's terrible, okay?

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for Anderson to see it?Since he is still just a primary school student, how can he not establish a higher-level external image for himself? ! ! !

Yi Chengyi was thinking, the bell for the end of get out of class was rang at the right time.