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After Song Ruzhuo realized this, seeing this painting, he even felt his whole body trembling.

He felt a chill rushing from his feet directly to Tianling Gai.

— This is a trembling from the soul.

This brushstroke, this painting method, the power and emotion surging out of these words...

Almost identical to the original painting.

No, the painting in front of me is even worse than that half.

Song Ruzhuo has studied the original painting "Flying Bird".

Not only the picture, but the texture of the picture is also unique.

And because of the fine brushwork technique used, the color of the photo and the relationship between light and shadow, the camera and the photo will eat up the texture and concave-convex feeling of the painting, the size ratio of the painting and the color change with the light and shadow, the effect presented It will be different too.

Compared with the direct view of the naked eye, the photos taken are not so shocking.

This is why seeing the real work and seeing photos on the Internet will have a completely different feeling.

But at this moment, Song Ruzhuo looked at the painting, and his heart was filled with awe and shock as if seeing the real work.

He looked at the painting that was still as bright as new in front of his eyes, and felt that the original painting seemed to have spanned a hundred years, traveled through time and space, and was directly presented in front of him.

He looked at the painting in front of him, and the shock that hit his face made him unable to recover for a long time.

Song Ruzhuo sighed again and again, while continuing to look at the painting with his eyes carefully.

He was surprised to find——

Although I only gave him photos, the complete painting that Fang Xunyu gave him, in terms of texture and texture... almost does not lose the authenticity at all.

even……

In the left half of the painting, Fang Xunyu's texture and texture are almost consistent with "Flying Birds".

Fang Xunyu's painting is the same as that of "Flying Birds", the texture of brush painting and non-painting texture are combined, and even... the scales of the fish are dyed in the same way as the painting of "eyes" that everyone has always thought before. Paste colored shredded paper to create a visual three-dimensional feeling.

Originally, Song Ruzhuo just thought that the painting method of "eyes" in "Flying Birds" was the finishing touch, a double shock of vision and feeling, but when he saw the whole picture of this painting, almost all the fish scales on the other half were made After such a texture, the visual shocking feeling is stronger.

Scratching and rubbing dots, three alums and nine dyes, flushing, accumulating, splashing, and sprinkling...a variety of techniques to reflect the style and produce an abstract and real visual effect.

The sundries are strange, the mountain god and sea spirit.

It was so shockingly presented in front of him.

Not only that.

The painting in front of my eyes, because it has just been painted, because the pigment has not been oxidized, the color is clearer and more beautiful.

And the impact of the color brought by the paint is even stronger than the painting hanging in the museum....

Looking at this painting, Song Ruzhuo even inexplicably came up with the absurd idea that the ancients who painted that painting traveled through time and space to modern times, and then presented the complete painting before his eyes again.

so similar.

Wonderful.

This bold supplement is reasonable and flawless, and this imaginative fantasy graffiti, with strong emotions rushing to the face, seems to bring people to a magnificent and fantastic romantic world without self.

Song Ruzhuo looked at the painting and suddenly thought of something.

He hurriedly took out his mobile phone, his heart beating like a drum, looking for the authenticity of the "Flying Bird" he shot.

Immediately afterwards, Song Ruzhuo hurriedly used a piece of paper, and with trembling hands, tore half of the paper out according to the outline of the original painting.

Then he took a deep breath, and slowly covered the piece of paper on Fang Xunyu's complete painting.

really.

Although he had already guessed the result, after Song Ruzhuo's idea was verified, he still felt that the blood in his whole body was coagulated.

After blocking the original half of "Flying Birds", the remaining half...is the fish entering the sea.

Like "Flying Bird", watching Flying Fish alone, like "Flying Bird", is full of reverie.

It can even be said to be a painting of the same level as "Flying Birds".

Song Ruzhuo looked at these two half-frames, and the incredible conjecture in his mind became clearer. He even made a firm and bold guess——

"Flying Birds" is called a half-page painting, not because of damage.

Rather... it was deliberately divided into two parts.

He finally understood why such a shocking picture, he could see the meaning of love.

I finally understand why, even though it is a painting, half of it has been torn to nothing, while the other half is preserved so well.

These two pictures seem to have been carefully separated and kept in the hands of the two.

In the ancient totem, the pheasant is the same as the phoenix.

Upside down Luan upside down Phoenix.

Judging from half of the painting alone, both birds and fish are gods. During the Tiansheng Dynasty, they gradually changed from objects of reproductive worship and lost their aura of divinity to symbols of good love and a happy life.

And the common bird-fish picture... usually represents "yin and yang intersect to give birth to all things".

Not only that.

Birds in the sky are mostly honorable, while fish are mostly low in the water.

Song Ruzhuo felt as if he had uncovered a mystery that had been annihilated for thousands of years, and his hands shook again.

*******

Song Ruzhuo kept looking at the painting, and he didn't know how long it took before he finally came to his senses.

He took a deep breath, then reluctantly closed the scroll, and carefully put it aside.

Different from Fang Xunyu's random placement of the painting just sent, Song Ruzhuo wished to move the safe at home this time, and then put this scroll in it.

He doesn't even care about living in seclusion anymore.

After carefully arranging the painting, Song Ruzhuo made a phone call with his slightly trembling hands.

"It's me, Song Ruzhuo," he said seriously on the other end of the phone, "In the art museum, my painting "Flying Bird" can be withdrawn."

Master Song Ruzhuo, who has always been calm and calm, actually had an unconcealable excitement in his voice.

He said in a trembling voice——

"I found a genius!"

"His paintings..."

"It's an authentic existence."

"No," Song Ruzhuo thought for a while, then added, his voice was full of certainty, "It's... an existence beyond the authentic."

……

After making this phone call, Song Ruzhuo still felt excited.

He took a deep breath, thought about it, continued to make several calls, and finally sent a group call directly in the group.

He exchanged and shared the new progress in the study of the painting "Flying Birds" with the former students who were scattered in various places in the art world, and now they have made some achievements, as well as his former colleagues.

"Yes, it was the inspiration from that child," Song Ruzhuo said with unconcealable excitement in his voice, "Now I have a new idea."

"I also discovered a particularly important thing..."

Song Ruzhuo was talking excitedly, and the others were also excitedly communicating and discussing with him.

"My God, I've been thinking about where the birds are going to fly to, so I can add this..."

After someone heard Song Ruzhuo mention the appearance of this other painting, they made a shocking sound.

"Yes," many people murmured in shock, "It turns out that this painting is not just about birds..."

"I just said," after hearing Song Ruzhuo's explanation, some people had an inexplicable feeling of "really so", "I have always felt that the thoughts and thoughts contained in that half of the painting are definitely not just an expression of sending a letter." Bluebird is so simple..."

……

Everyone discussed it one after another, and the more they talked, the more subtle it became.

"It's right, it's right this way," another big boss savored Song Ruzhuo's description carefully, and couldn't help but slapped the table excitedly, "This way, it's all right!"

"I just said that the blue bird's eyes are in the wrong position, but it makes sense when it turns into fish scales..."

There are also many professors who suddenly realized that they suddenly had a clever explanation for what they had always thought was inconsistent.

"That's right," scholars who had studied the painting "Flying Birds" sighed, "Didn't we study why the blue bird's claws looked strange before?"

"Yes, yes, we were still discussing at the time, considering whether it might be the author's mistake or something," someone immediately answered, "We even discussed it with biologists."

"But if this is the picture of strange beasts in the Book of Mountains and Seas, it would be more reasonable..."

"Half of it is "Flying Birds", and half of it is "Swimming Fish", which is also wonderful..."

"This is really a genius idea and conjecture..."

Everyone was discussing and sighing with emotion.

"Mr. Song, all these inspirations... were suggested by that little star in the live broadcast?" Someone asked incredulously when he thought of something.

Song Ruzhuo nodded excitedly: "Yes."

"He... is a genius." Song Ruzhuo expressed his second emotion tonight.

"It doesn't feel good to take pictures," Song Ruzhuo looked at the picture he just sent to everyone in the group, and thought of Fang Xunyu's painting that he had put up, and said with emotion, "I have already contacted the Huaguo Art Museum. .”

"The current painting... This is the perfect complement to the Conferred God."

As a master of traditional Chinese painting and a top scholar, Song Ruzhuo himself is already something that others look up to, and he doesn't often praise others. After hearing Song Ruzhuo's straightforward and undisguised praise, everyone was stunned for a moment, but they felt that it was reasonable.

"It's really a genius." Some people even expressed emotion from the bottom of their hearts after listening to Song Ruzhuo's description and before seeing the specific picture, "It's almost like the painter crawled out of the coffin back then. Think again..."

……

"Our research here has been stuck for a long time." After everyone discussed for a while, a senior professor nodded and echoed, "The paintings of the Tiansheng Dynasty are all treasures."

"Yeah," someone immediately nodded in agreement, his tone full of exclamation, "It's a pity that they haven't been researched much yet, those painting methods and techniques, in the art world, will definitely cause innovation and earthquake-level research... "

"Listening to Mr. Song's talk today, I seem to have realized something..."

Listening to everyone's words, Song Ruzhuo couldn't hold back and carefully took out the scroll that he had put away just now.

"Not only Asuka, but now I seem to have some new ideas and understandings about the skills and painting methods of Tianshengchao's other words..."

Song Ruzhuo looked at the painting opposite him and murmured.

Even inside and outside the words, there is actually the meaning of ending her seclusion, wanting to return to school, and leading everyone to do research together.

Everyone who missed the time when Song Lao took them away was instantly ecstatic:! ! !

******

"Yes, it's me." Not long after Song Ruzhuo finished discussing with everyone, the Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts and the Huaguo Painting and Fine Arts Association, which had been wanting to invite Song Ruzhuo out of the mountain, heard the news. After hearing the news, they all moved quickly. They all called Song Ruzhuo at the first time, "Well, the research on the painting "Flying Birds" has made new progress."

Although they have been discussing for a whole night, Song Ruzhuo's voice is still not calm for a long time.

He listened to the phone and was a little bit oblique and embarrassed to mention it, but he was full of probing words everywhere, and said directly what the other party wanted to ask.

"Yes, I have decided to give up living in seclusion."

After confirming that Song Ruzhuo was going to leave the mountain, the other party was overjoyed and immediately asked about related matters.

"Okay, I'll close things here, and I can return to the school next month."

"I plan to set up a Tianshengchao painting research group to carry out project declaration and research," Song Ruzhuo arranged in advance in an orderly manner, "You can arrange the preparatory work for project declaration and the selection of personnel for the research group in advance."

……

"By the way," Song Ruzhuo finished, thinking of Fang Xunyu's difficulty in the entertainment industry, he helped the other party to fight hard, and provided the best conditions for the other party as much as possible, "The research team has reserved a position as the main creator, and I want to give Fang Xunyu .”

"He is very familiar with the painting research of the Tiansheng Dynasty," Song Ruzhuo was afraid that the Huaguo Academy of Fine Arts would think that Fang Xunyu's resume was not strong enough, so he directly vouched for the other party, "absolutely qualified to be the main creator."

"I'm responsible for what happens."

"even……"

Song Ruzhuo's heart throbbed when he thought of Fang Xunyu's paintings selling for only [-] to [-] in variety shows.

There was a hint of distress on his face, and he continued to fight for the other party: "At his level, we Huamei can be teachers."

"He should be the person in Huaguo who knows the painting method of Tiansheng Dynasty best."

Song Ruzhuo tried his best to comfort Fang Xunyu to Fang Xunyu like chasing a star, trying to help him find a good job in his opinion.

"By the way," Song Ruzhuo continued to arrange, trying to help the other party clear the channel to make money, "The association will remember to send him some invitations at that time."

"When there is any painting to sell or a custom order to receive, you can also talk to the other party."

"Or when the time comes to hold an art exhibition, it's okay to leave him a separate exhibition hall..."

Opposite person in charge: ...

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain their embarrassing situation to Mr. Song.

"Talents who should be recruited," listening to the short silence on the phone, as if he was afraid that the other party would mind Fang Xunyu's identity, he said to the opposite party earnestly, "We still need to actively recruit."

The person in charge on the opposite side slowly again: ...

These things have occurred to other professors as well.

Even before Song Lao said, they had already acted in advance.

But no one thought that Fang Xunyu was so popular.

──I can't even grab it at all.

Even when the association's Weibo was posted at that time, many netizens anxiously told them that it was too late.

At first, everyone thought that the netizens were just joking around, but when they finished connecting with Hao Honghuo, Fang Xunyu's manager, they realized that the other party's work schedule was already full.

"That," the staff was silent for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to speak, explaining to Song Ruzhuo, "The invitation of the association has been sent out a long time ago."

"It should be possible to join our Huaguo Painting Association, but Fang Xunyu...it may be a bit difficult to come to be a mentor."

"But we will try our best." The voice of the staff over there was serious.

Song Ruzhuo:? ?

"But don't worry, we have already contacted Fang Xunyu's manager," the staff on the opposite side continued to talk to Song Ruzhuo, with a bit of embarrassment in his tone, "Fang Xunyu's work has already been scheduled for two months."

"It's not just us who are fighting," the staff member sighed, "Yangyin National Dance Troupe and even the National Academy of Drama are all in the queue."

"Many of them have already docked with Fang Xunyu, and they moved too fast." The staff sighed while talking.

"But Mr. Song, don't worry," the staff comforted Song Ruzhuo, even with a hint of joy in his tone, "We are now also the number one organization."

"I understand now," the staff member on the opposite side sighed with emotion in a low voice, "What does it mean to act first to be strong, and to attack later to suffer..."

Song Ruzhuo: ...

Listening to the staff's report, Song Ruzhuo felt that the Fang Xunyu he and the other party were talking about didn't look like a person at all.

The pitiful image of Fang Xunyu in his heart suddenly collapsed.

"That," after the staff member finished speaking, seemed to remember something, and said cautiously to Elder Song, "Elder Song, isn't he recording a show with you recently?"

The other party smiled, with embarrassment in his voice, and said to Song Ruzhuo——

"Old Song, you can get close to him more often, will it work?"

"I heard from many netizens that Yangyin's professors are almost successful."

"Moreover," the voice of the staff on the other side of the phone was full of envy, "Fang Xunyu not only agreed, but also mentioned their work to the front."

"Otherwise, if we line up like this, we will have to wait until the year of the monkey..." the staff sighed with emotion.

"We have no chance to get in touch with Fang Xunyu at all." The staff's tone became more and more serious, "You are the hope of our entire art world now."

"Mr. Song, we rely on you."

Song Ruzhuo, who was stunned for a moment, said:? ? ?

*******

the other side.

After Fang Xunyu finished the painting that Song Ruzhuo requested, packed it up for the program crew to send away, and finally had time to look at Chu Huaijin.

Chu Huaijin stood beside her like this, holding the paper in her hand with a slightly dazed expression.

The degree of shock in Chu Huaijin's heart was not lower than that of Fang Xunyu.

Just now, when he looked at Fang Xunyu's finished painting, it was as if someone had hit his head with a heavy hammer, and there was some buzzing.

He was speechless for a moment.

Completely different from Song Ruzhuo, Chu Huaijin didn't look at this painting from the perspective of appreciation.

What shocked him...was the overwhelming sense of familiarity that this painting finally carried.

Yes.

The other half of this "Birds" should be drawn like this.

Chu Huaijin took a deep breath.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but subconsciously told him in his mind that it was true.

He even felt that he had seen this painting a long time ago.

For some reason, he vaguely felt that...these paintings seemed to be related to him.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but it was so strong that he felt a little pain in his head.

It was as if something in my mind wanted to break through the shackles and break through the ground.

Chu Huaijin took a deep breath, looked at Fang Xunyu's stacked paintings, took out one, couldn't help herself, slowly picked up the pen, and wrote a few words on it.

After seeing Chu Huaijin's movements, Fang Xun's eyes froze.

This time it was his turn to be dazed.

Fang Xunyu looked at the few poems that Chu Huaijin had just written on the side of the painting, and felt as if he saw that person again.

Although there were collaborations on the stage before, Fang Xunyu only cared about creating a good stage again, and had never looked at Chu Huaijin so seriously before.

so similar.

Especially the profile of the person who just lowered his head and inscribed a poem, was exactly like that person.

Fang Xunyu looked at Chu Huaijin so seriously for the first time.

He carefully traced each other with his eyes, eyes, nose, lips...

And when he looked from top to bottom, his eyes fell on the inscription in front of Chu Huaijin, and he was completely stunned.

these poems...

It was written by that person at the time.

Fang Xunyu took a deep breath, looked at Chu Huaijin, and finally decided to directly ask the doubts in his heart.

"That," Fang Xunyu pursed his lips, and looked up at Chu Huaijin, "At that time...why did you think of fish?"

Those who can think of fish are rare, and those who can think of fish entering the sea are even rarer.

The first reaction of more people seeing this painting is definitely not fish.

"And why..." Fang Xunyu's eyes made contact with Chu Huaijin, with an inquiring look in his eyes, "Will you write these poems?"

After Fang Xunyu finished speaking, he looked up at Chu Huaijin's reaction seriously, pursed his lips, and waited for the other party's answer.

He actually had the answer in his heart.

But he was still a little nervous.

When Chu Huaijin heard the other party's question, she felt that at this moment, she felt like a student who copied the standard answer was being questioned, and she couldn't explain why.

But even so, Chu Huaijin didn't want to fabricate reasons to deceive Fang Xunyu, nor did she want to use the so-called "fate" and "heart-to-heart" explanations to forcibly create some topics between the two of them, so that Fang Xunyu felt that she was interested in him. The same is soul mate.

"I don't know why," Chu Huaijin said frankly to Fang Xunyu, "It's just that such a picture suddenly popped up in my mind."

"It's almost exactly the same as what you drew."

Chu Huaijin frowned, a trace of confusion appeared on her usually calm face.

He pointed to the paintings in front of him, and continued to add in a matter-of-fact manner: "These poems... also came out of my mind in this way."

"But the specific reason, I don't know."

"Sounds a little outrageous," Chu Huaijin lowered her eyes after finishing speaking, and then looked at the other party with some anxiety, wondering if the other party would believe it, "but it is true."

Fang Xunyu: ...

Fang Xunyu recalled the situation when he first passed through.

It seems that there is indeed some memory confusion.

After all, when the original memory in my mind and the memory of the original owner were mixed together, it was indeed easy to get dizzy and not remember things clearly.

Fang Xunyu's eyes lit up when he looked at Chu Huaijin.

In order to remind Chu Huaijin, Fang Xunyu watched the other party clear his throat excitedly and sang a few lyrics.

"I will stay in the sky for a good time, and I stay in Sri Lanka every year, but I laugh at the moment of love in the world."

Chu Huaijin:! ! !

Chu Huaijin knew the libretto.

Because of the previous film preparations, Chu Huaijin searched a lot of poetry materials.

And this paragraph... is the lyrics from the excerpt of "The Secret Oath of Seventh Night" in one of his favorite songs when he was reading the materials.

When I was reading this libretto, the voice of Fang Xunyu even appeared in my mind.

Chu Huaijin froze for a moment, a strange feeling rose in her heart.

Although he didn't know why Fang Xunyu suddenly changed the subject, but when he looked at Fang Xunyu who looked at him with affectionate eyes, and heard the melodious and beautiful libretto, he felt his heart beat a little faster.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

For some reason, he felt that something was wrong with him recently.

What Fang Xunyu sang just now... It seemed that he had heard these arias countless times a long time ago.

On the other hand, Fang Xunyu looked at Chu Huaijin's reaction and was also a little puzzled.

This was the passage that he liked to hear the most.

It shouldn't be this reaction.

Fang Xunyu thought for a while and continued singing.

Just when Chu Huaijin was thinking rapidly about what to say and write, Fang Xunyu suddenly heard a few clear yells from her voice──

"It's just that the two of them are about to suffer a catastrophe, so they have to part with each other."

"If you don't renege on this alliance in the future, it will definitely be regarded as Wanhe."

Chu Huaijin who heard the sudden change in the lyrics:? ? ?

"Do you... still remember me?"

Fang Xunyu looked at Chu Huaijin's reaction, and didn't want to try and remind him tactfully. He looked at Chu Huaijin and directly hit a straight ball.

Chu Huaijin, who was a little dazed by Fang Xunyu's sudden question, said again:? ? ?

Seeing Chu Huaijin's confused expression, Fang Xunyu gave up struggling, and realized that the situation of the other party was different from his own.

He looked at Chu Huaijin's expression, frowned, looked at Chu Huaijin, and pondered with some doubts——

"Your symptoms..."

"Did you lose your memory when you first transmigrated, or... have you lost your memory after transmigrating?"

The author has something to say:

Yuyu: This person's physique is not good, how come he lost his memory after wearing it.

Teacher Chu: He made love to me by singing the Tanabata secret meeting! !He has me in his heart!Hey, why did you start singing life and death again?

Yuyu: Teacher Chu, are you sick?Why don't you remember anything?

Teacher Chu: I don’t know if I’m sick or my wife is sick for a while TT

Song Lao:? ? ?Why is it up to me?What should I do to be ranked first, is it too late to learn the memory recovery technique now?