After I Died, I Became Popular Again

The thin schedule paper is printed with two Hei Song fonts lined up side by side:

Qi Linqing, Zhong Chen.

Qi Linqing can be promoted to Class A.Pan Xuehai was not surprised.

Even if the other party fails to advance, he will be surprised instead.

After all, the other party's painting ability has far surpassed his teacher.

But Zhong Chen could also be assigned to class A, which made Pan Xuehai a little surprised.

Class C sketch teacher: "Student Zhong is fine, his average sketch color score is above 85."

"Old Pan, how did you teach?" The teacher looked at Pan Xuehai, and half-jokingly said, "There are two students in your class who jumped to the third-level class in the first month of school. Are there so many geniuses?"

Pan Xuehai: "That's not what I taught. Qi Linqing is basically self-taught. Besides, Zhong Chen, isn't it rumored that he and Qi Linqing are a couple? Qi Linqing probably taught him painting."

The teacher clicked his tongue twice and sighed: "The students today are really amazing."

Zhimo Studio will also launch the principal elite class every year, that is, the top children in Class A will be selected and signed an agreement.If they can be admitted to their ideal universities, such as Qingmei, South America, North America, Gome and other top art colleges, the tuition fees will be waived and additional scholarships will be sponsored.

To some extent, this is also a means of recruiting students for the studio.

Pan Xuehai felt that Qi Linqing should soon enter this elite class.

After the results of the monthly exam were announced, the jaws of some students in the studio were shocked.

It's only been a month, and Qi Linqing led his partner straight into class A? !

They could question whether Qi Linqing had studied western painting before, but they couldn't doubt Zhong Chen like this.

After all, Zhong Chen's reputation as the "Bloodthirsty Azure Dragon" has spread far and wide in B City, and all students who are a little bit out of the circle know him.

It is true that Zhong Chen has never studied art.

Before meeting Qi Linqing, his life was only full of luxury and money, eating, drinking and having fun, clubbing and playing with girls.

The classmates talked a lot.

"I heard that Zhong Chen's previous grades were the bottom of their school grade."

"After being with Qi Linqing, his grades quickly rose to the top ten in the grade."

"true and false?!"

"It's too green..."

"It's true! It's true. I have a primary school classmate who is now in junior high school. He told me about it."

"Maybe Brother Zhong is already very smart? It's just that he didn't focus on his studies before."

"I think so too..."

"But Qi Linqing is still a good guy."

Now everyone has heard that there are four promoted students in class D this time.

Except for Qu Jing, Zhong Chen and Feng Jiaqing usually have a good relationship with Qi Linqing.I heard from Class D that Qi Linqing often taught them how to draw.

Does this mean that they were promoted because of Qi Linqing's teaching?

Everyone is terrified.This is something that even the studio teacher can't do.

If Qi Linqing really did it, then what kind of perfection should his talent for painting reach?

After learning that Qi Linqing was promoted, both Gan Yishan and Tang Gula went to help him.

Gan Yishan went to class D to help move Qi Linqing's painting materials, textbooks and other things.She is also very tall, with a height of 1.7 meters and [-] meters, which is quite outstanding among girls.

"Let me do it, I'm quite strong." She also showed Qi Linqing the muscles in her arms.

There were many things, so Qi Linqing didn't refuse.

He planned to formally accept Gan Yishan as his apprentice in the future, so she would do these small things.

Class A has many students.

Compared with the classroom of Class D, the classroom of Class A is much more grand.The lighting is also very good, suitable for painting.

On the wooden cabinet on the right are two plates of fruits and biscuits and other snacks that the teacher of Class A bought with his own pocket.

Qi Linqing carried the easel for Zhong Chen and stepped into the classroom.

The students in the room looked up at them, and there was a moment of silence in the air.

There were all kinds of expressions on everyone's faces.

Some girls who appreciate their beauty express their joy and welcome, while others reject, envy, and envy...

Qi Linqing only took a glance and then looked away.

Tang Gula, who was sitting by the window in the back row, extended his hand to greet him.

Qi Linqing walked towards Tang Gula.

Seeing this, Zhong Chen paused slightly.

Tang Gula took the initiative to stand up and help them tidy up their things, and said with a smile, "I changed this seat with someone else on purpose yesterday."

Qi Linqing: "Huh? Why?"

Tanggula: "I know you like to sit by the window."

His eyes lingered between the two, and he smiled wryly twice.

"Thank you." Qi Linqing actually didn't care much about the seat, but he thought Zhong Chen would like it.The location by the window has good air and is hidden. It is suitable for running away and playing with mobile phones.

After Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen finished sorting out their things, they sat and rested for a while.

Tang Gula: "Do you want milk tea?"

Qi Linqing: "There is no takeaway milk tea here." It can only be called running errands.But it's too troublesome for a few cups of milk tea.He only remembered that Feng Jiaqing had done this before.

Tanggula said awkwardly: "Xiang Piaopiao."

Qi Linqing shook his head, unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of hot tea, then turned to Zhong Chen and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

Zhong Chen folded his hands on his chest, with a displeased expression on his face: "I don't want to drink."

He glanced at Tanggula indifferently.

Guiltyly avoiding his gaze, Tanggula pretended to look at the scenery outside the window.

At this time, Gan Yishan also moved the seat near them.She originally wanted to sit closer to Qi Linqing, so that it would be convenient for her to ask questions about traditional Chinese painting.

But she didn't expect that she would break through such an embarrassing scene when she just came here.

It seems that classmate Tang also likes Qi Linqing?

Gan Yishan hurriedly sent a message to Tang Gula on WeChat: [Be careful]

Tanggula: [? ]

Gan Yishan: [Give up Qi Linqing, you are too obvious. ]

Tanggula: […]

Gan Yishan: [Don't say what Zhong Chen will do to you, if their CP supporters find out, they will tear you apart tomorrow]

Tanggula answered with difficulty typing:

[Ok, I know. ]

But Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen still have cp fan clubs?

Tanggula didn't know about this.

He thought about it, clicked on Weibo and searched.

A hypertext called "Qingchen (Chen)" popped up on the page.

Seeing the [-] fans following behind, Tang Gula's expression changed.

With this amount of fans, every spit on each of them could drown him.

The study life of entering Class A is more busy and fulfilling.

After Gan Yishan received the information on lost techniques from the Painting and Calligraphy Association, he has been concentrating on research.But what she learns on paper is always shallow, and she often asks Qi Linqing when she doesn't understand.

And the other party always answered one by one patiently.

And I don't know if it's her illusion, Gan Yishan always feels that Qi Linqing's guidance is very precise... as if, he is the creator of these techniques.

"Did your master teach you all these?" She finally couldn't help asking that day.

Qi Linqing paused for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Gan Yishan: "Your master is really amazing...you are too." This kind of keen artistic talent is God's reward.

Although he is younger than Qi Linqing, and the other party has not agreed to accept him as his teacher, Gan Yishan has often used "you" and "you" indiscriminately.

Qi Linqing didn't seem to care about it either.

"Did you have a master or teacher before?" Qi Linqing asked her.

Gan Yishan hurriedly said: "Forget it, my first teacher of traditional Chinese painting is my grandfather."

Qi Linqing: "Then you can continue to learn from him."

From Gan Yishan's painting style, he can also see that the other party has an extraordinary teacher.

Her grandfather must also be a good master.

Gan Yishan shook his head, and said bitterly: "My grandpa... passed away two years ago."

Qi Linqing was slightly startled: "Sorry."

Gan Yishan smiled again: "It's okay, it's been a long time."

When the other party mentioned this, Qi Linqing felt a little empathetic. His original painting teacher was also his grandfather.

at the same time.

The Chinese Painting Competition held in Bangzi Country.

The week-long event finally came to an end, and the supporters shouted excitedly:

"Congratulations to Mr. Xun Da from China for winning the championship!"

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

Countless media microphones instantly focused on the person at the center of the topic—the unremarkable middle-aged man on the stage in a long coat with an ash basket.

Journalists from all over the world flocked forward to conduct interviews.

"Mr. Xun, after five years of absence, how does it feel for you Huaxia to win the championship again?"

"Mr. Xun, it is said that this time you used the lost technique that Master Sakurajima Komata Keisuke praised before. Can you reveal the secret of this technique?"

"Mr. Xun, how old are you this year?"

"..."

Questions hit him like dense raindrops.

Xun Da took the microphone and said with a slight smile, "I am 43 years old and my main job is a doctor. Traditional Chinese painting is my hobby. I did not expect to win the award today. It is really an honor."

This remark immediately caused an uproar among media reporters.

doctor?

Can an amateur player win the championship?

Definitely could be breaking news.

And the faces of other contestants who claimed to be professionals but lost to Xun Da turned green.

Xun Da paused, and then said: "Here, I would like to thank one person. It is his selfless contribution to our traditional Chinese painting techniques that have been lost for thousands of years, which can make China's current Chinese painting circles make great progress. I think I can win the award this time." , also because of him."

"Forgive me for not revealing his name yet. But I'm sure many of you have heard of who he is—"

"He is the anchor who has attracted a lot of attention internationally before, a newcomer to traditional Chinese painting!"

All the reporters in the audience were enraged.

City B, Zhimo Studio.

After communicating with Gan Yishan, Qi Linqing noticed something.

Although he provided the lost techniques, other than the master, other people may not be able to comprehend many details.

So he thought of a way to post and communicate on the Chinese painting forum, and then teach in more detail.

Under Gan Yishan's recommendation, Qi Linqing often visited this forum during this period.

On the same day, he posted a post on the Internet.

LZ[V1]:#Summary of Several Practices about Ancient Techniques Lost for Thousands of Years#

Qi Linqing wrote some of his own experience at the beginning, hoping to help more Chinese painting lovers.

Qi Linqing is not such a noble and great man.Although he has been called a saint of painting, perhaps it was the low life in his previous life that allowed him to maintain a humble heart.He understands that he does not have the ability to make much change in the traditional Chinese painting circle that has become increasingly desolate.

This is the choice of society, and it is also the reason for the elimination of the times.

He can only do as much as he can.

LZ[V1]: [Finally, if you have any questions, you can leave a message, and I will reply when I have time]

……

Guo Leshan is a student studying in the Chinese Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts.

He heard about this forum for Chinese painting lovers to exchange information from his teacher, and he often browsed the posts on it when he had nothing to do.

I have to say that some posts really benefited Guoleshan a lot.But generally the real masters will not post here, so it is basically ordinary fans who are communicating.

This evening, he was refreshing a new post.

A #about the lost millennium ancient techniques of several practice summary# post came into his eyes.

He looked at the level of LZ who posted the post again, a first-level rookie?

Guo Leshan almost laughed out loud.

The guy who posted this post must be too insane.

Taking such an awesome name, a summary of ancient methods that have been lost for thousands of years?

Why don't you say that you are the reincarnation of the painting saint Fu Yi? !

Guo Leshan clicked on the post, thinking about how to satirize this LZ.

However, he was stunned when he saw the first paragraph of text.

How, how does it seem to be written in a decent way, which makes sense.

Guo Leshan took a closer look and almost stopped breathing.

I rely on!All super useful dry goods!

Could this poster be a master of traditional Chinese painting? ?

……

Similar situations happen frequently.

Soon, this post was HOT on the forum, and was even added to the top by the forum owner.

It is so rare to see such concise and useful dry goods now.

[A lot of knowledge that LZ talks about is related to the newly lost techniques released by the Painting and Calligraphy Association]

[It is reasonable to guess whether LZ is the boss of the Painting and Calligraphy Association]

[+11]

[LZ come back soon ah ah I want to hug my thigh]

[I have a question to ask]

[I also]

[I am willing to throw thunder to LZ! !Kneeling and begging the boss to answer]

[thank you big brother]

[A good man lives a safe life]

[I wish you happiness]

[etc.Does anyone feel that something is wrong recently]

[Isn’t there an anchor named Chinese Painting Newcomer before?Mr. Xun won the championship in the factual broadcast of the Bangziguo competition just now. In an interview with the media, he said that he was very grateful to the newcomers of Chinese painting.The lost association of the association should be contributed by the newcomers of traditional Chinese painting. ]

[what's the matter]

[Upstairs, haven't you watched the live broadcast of the newcomers of traditional Chinese painting? !This involves a knowledge blind spot - the voice and hands of this anchor are very young]

[Some people say that newcomers to traditional Chinese painting should never be older than 35 years old]

[But a master of traditional Chinese painting who is no older than 35 years old... is too scary, right? ]

[yes yes yes]

[Now I seem to see the shadow of a newcomer to Chinese painting from LZ's post]

[? ]

[Impossible, the newcomer to traditional Chinese painting said he was too busy to quit the live broadcast temporarily, how could he turn around and post on our forum]

[It's true...]

Qi Linqing didn't know that the posts he casually posted on the Internet were so popular.

In fact, he doesn't usually log on to this forum, and he rarely uses his mobile phone except for browsing the news.

This afternoon after school, he went to pick up the courier.

"Did you buy something?" Zhong Chen thought that the other party didn't know how to shop online.

Qi Linqing nodded and said, "I bought a tablet, a capacitive pen and a digital tablet."

Zhong Chen: "???"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. For some reason, he always felt that these things were incompatible with the other party's temperament.

Qi Linqing: "I plan to start learning blackboard painting."

This is a new type of painting that Qi Linqing came into contact with recently.He is very interested in a brand-new art form with high technology as the carrier.

"Then do you have a computer?" Zhong Chen asked.

Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "I just bought it, and it's still on the way."

Zhong Chen: "If you're in a hurry, you can use mine first."

He has a laptop in his bedroom.

Qi Linqing: "Okay, thank you, but no need, I plan to try it with a tablet first."

When the evening self-study is over, the two return to the dormitory.

Qi Linqing was holding a bag of supper in his hand, which was the dried fried noodles they bought in the studio cafeteria.

Supper in the cafeteria is especially popular.There are also foods such as wontons, steamed dumplings, and oden, all of which taste very good.

Qi Linqing asked the dormitory aunt downstairs: "Is there any free bed that I can change?"

Auntie is knitting a sweater without raising her head, "No!"

Zhong Chen questioned: "How long has it been since there is still no empty bed?"

Aunt: "No."

Zhong Chen: "..."

The aunt said angrily: "Since you want to change the bed, why did you stick the bed together? Now the 502 glue is so tight that even the maintenance team can't separate it."

Zhong Chen: "..."

Qi Linqing looked at him and said, "If you mind, I can actually sleep on the floor."

Qi Linqing was not used to sleeping on a soft bed, thinking that it might be more comfortable to sleep on the floor.

"No need." Zhong Chen said, "I don't mind."

Although he intends to keep a distance from the other party for the time being, it is very paradoxical that when he heard his aunt say that he has no bed, the deepest part of his heart even had a hint of joy.

Because he draws until midnight every day, Zhong Chen is used to eating late at night.

But all this stopped when he found that his abdominal muscles were gradually disappearing, and Qi Linqing's abdominal muscles were getting deeper and deeper.

Zhong Chen understood that he couldn't eat like this anymore.

So he didn't buy supper after class this day.

"Aren't you really going to buy it?" Qi Linqing gave him a surprised look.

Zhong Chen said expressionlessly, "I won't buy it." Then he dragged Qi Linqing into the bedroom without looking back.

But Zhong Chen didn't expect that after getting used to one thing, a sudden change would make him so uncomfortable.

At twelve o'clock, the downstairs of the studio was locked.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed but tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, his stomach throbbing with hunger.

Zhong Chen couldn't bear it anymore, got up and rummaged around, but found that there were no snacks in their dormitory that could be used to satisfy their hunger.

Qi Linqing never ate such unhealthy food.

He had no choice but to lie back on the bed, but his stomach started to growl.

Qi Linqing: "Hungry?"

Zhong Chen buried his head in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, "No, go to sleep."

Now there are only six hours before dawn, Zhong Chen thought that if he endured it, it would be over.

His complexion was a little pale, fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead, and his stomach seemed to be filled with a fist, which was swinging wildly.

The old stomach disease in this body is probably caused by the original owner's drinking and eating irregularly all the year round.

Just as he was forcing himself to divert his attention, Zhong Chen suddenly heard the rustling of the quilt coming from beside him.

He thought that Qi Linqing didn't pay much attention to getting up to go to the toilet at night.

He huddled up in the bed, biting his fingers tightly, feeling like a grass that was on the verge of being slapped to death by the big raindrops in the rainstorm.

This feeling is very familiar to Zhong Chen.

In his previous life, he was born prematurely, and he was sick all over since he was born in his mother's womb. He was soaked in medicine jars since he was a child.

Every time I get sick, it is so difficult.

However, no matter how difficult the illness is, it will pass after being endured.

pat.

The sound of doors opening and closing.

It seems that Qi Linqing has gone out.

Zhong Chen opened his eyes to take a look, but his will was very dizzy and he had no strength left.He seemed to be floating in the empty air, his body was getting lighter and lighter, and he was about to fly.

After a while.

There was another sound of footsteps.

The sound of turning on the lights.

The gurgle of boiling water.

The rustle of tearing apart a seasoning packet.

The splash of pouring water.

Zhong Chen turned over in a daze, only the busy figure of the other party remained in his sight.

Suddenly there was a scent of instant noodles in the air.

After Zhong Chen was reborn, he had only heard the name of instant noodles and had never eaten them. Now, when he was extremely hungry, he smelt the smell and thought it was very attractive.

"Come and eat." Qi Linqing waited for 3 minutes and brought the bowl of instant noodles to him.

Zhong Chen sat up with a dazed expression, feeling like he was dreaming.

"Where did you get the instant noodles?"

Qi Linqing: "I borrowed it from the bedroom next door."

"By the way, I also ordered stomach medicine, would you like to take one?"

He stretched out his hand and spread it out, revealing the half-board of tinfoil pills lying in the palm of his hand.

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