The alien hummed, pressed the barrel of the pen tightly with his five fingers, and pressed the end of the pen with the palm of his left hand, gritting his teeth and exerting force suddenly.
The soft pen tip hit the thin Yuhang rattan paper and turned ruthlessly and violently!
When this scene came out, I couldn't help but turn my head away and couldn't bear to watch it again.
"It's okay."
Luo Slutty grinned at me again and handed me the hard cloud again: "Old Qing, you have a sense of propriety. It can't be hurt."
As if he had guessed my confusion, Luo Sloppy said in a sweet voice: "This painting is too stained and must be severely punished. First, wash out the stamp to see who it belongs to. We will do a big cleaning later."
"As long as I'm watching, you can rest assured."
Inexplicably, I felt a little fond of the sloppy sweeper monk and nodded lightly.
"Did you pick this up?"
"Um."
"Where did you pick it up? It looks like a rural kitchen. The oil fumes are very heavy. It smells like it should be in the suburbs of Yandu."
When I heard this, I immediately looked at Luo Sloppy with admiration.
Luo Slutty lit a cigarette for me and stood next to me silently listening to my story. He kept nodding: "You're lucky. Zhu Zhilian was originally guarding the mausoleum at Lianhua Mountain. This spineless scum of the Zhu family collected a lot of good things at that time. "
"This painting should be his. Zhu Yuxun fell into poverty during the Republic of China and lived in Lianhua Mountain."
"In the 1970s, Master took me to Lotus to shovel land. At that time, the Zhu family was completely defeated."
My heart was shocked several times, and I became endlessly curious about Luo Sgru.
Just based on my narration and the oil smoke on the painting, I can accurately determine the origin of the picture of mother and son.
Who is this person?
Then, I discovered something strange.
Luo Slutty looked at me with something very wrong.
His bright eyes were full of indescribable weirdness. There are surprises, appreciation, intimacy, and teasing...
It made me feel hairy.
Only half of the cigarette was gone when Luo Sloppy immediately brought me a cigarette and suddenly said: "Is the old man okay?"
I looked at Luo Sloppy with confusion, and asked, "Who?"
Luo Sloppy gave me a more confused look in turn: "The youth class taught you...you judged it to be..."
My face suddenly darkened: "Old Man Cao!?"
Luo Shangsu was quite surprised. His eyes were full of eight-magnitude earthquakes and tsunamis. After a while, he trembled and asked, "Mr. Cao..."
"You, call him Cao..."
When I heard about Old Man Cao, I felt inexplicably unhappy and depressed: "Old Man Cao. That's Old Man Cao. He didn't teach me anything."
Luo Sloppy's eyes suddenly froze, and he looked at me without blinking. He was horrified, stunned, and even more disbelieving.
"That old man, he doesn't deserve to be..."
I was extremely angry, but I couldn't vent it in front of strangers, so I held back my anger and said indifferently: "I learned it all by myself."
Luo Sloppy looked at me stupidly with his mouth open, and he chuckled for a while: "I understand, I understand..."
While talking, Luo Sloppy lit another cigarette for me, his eyes narrowed to a slit, he couldn't help but be silly and muttered to himself like a psycho. .
Seemingly seeing my vigilant and doubtful eyes, Luo Sloppy quickly waved his hand and said, "The past is past, Junior Master... You have taught yourself well, classmate. You are better than me at appraisal. I know, I know." of……"
"What should I do? Ah, I have grievances. If it were me, I would also have grievances. I am also the one who teaches students..."
"It's not going to be easy this time. I made the student angry. How should I calm him down?"
"Hey, hey, hey, the time is up, hurry up, hurry up."
Originally, I was quite wary of Luo Sloppy, but looking at his mysterious and ghostly appearance, and looking at the alien next to him who was even weirder than Luo Sloppy, I felt relieved.
None of these old guys from the Hanlin Academy who are separated from the masses are normal people.
The melon seeds on my head are very rusty!
The next second, the alien put away the brush. Without stopping, he picked up two other wolf-hair brushes and quickly wiped them on the center of the painting, creating an afterimage.
At this time, Luo Slutty also changed from his previous casual and docile manner, and carefully added the boiling water beside him to the warm water. His two sharp eyes like falcons were staring at the thermometer in the warm water.
When the thermometer reached 80 degrees, Luo Slutty let out a low growl. He took out two wolf hairs that had been soaked in warm water for a long time with both hands and flicked them. He replaced the alien and applied them on the heart of the painting.
The alien shook his hands tiredly, immediately picked up a stack of rice paper and pressed it on the soaked heart of the painting, adding more rice paper according to the humidity of the rice paper.
This is the first time in history that I have seen this strange way of washing paintings, and I secretly recorded and etched the two people's techniques. ap.
After several consecutive rounds of replacement, the dark center of the painting turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The slightly invisible red mark from yesterday has transformed little by little!
A square chapter fell into my eyes.
Even though this square seal is still blurry, in my eyes, a world-destroying frenzy of a comet hitting the earth has already started.
"Zhu Wen Fang Seal!"
"The descendants of the Yuan family will always protect him!"
"It turns out to be him!"
"This Northern Song Dynasty painting starts at least 100 million!"
"I'm getting rich!"
After seeing this seal, the alien was shocked. After confirming with Luo Shangtu several times in a row, he suddenly shouted like crazy and slapped his legs and stamped his feet. He was so excited.
He was so excited that he ran out the door without even wearing any clothes, and his deafening screams came from outside the window.
Through the window, I watched the aliens lying on the snow and shouting like "double happiness" like crazy. I silently closed the curtains.
Turning around, Luo Slutty looked at me with a smile.
Looking at Luo Sloppy's evil eyes and expression, I couldn't help but get goosebumps.
"Little Master..."
"Academician Luo, my name is Teacher Tong."
"Oh, oh, yes, yes, child teacher, child teacher..."
Luo Sloppy quickly handed me another cigarette: "I'll call you Xiaoshi.... Okay. If not, I'll call you Tongshi."
"Little Master, do you know the origin of Yongbaozhi, the descendant of the Yuan family?"
Of course I know.
The descendants of the Yuan family kept it alive, and its owner was named Yuan Rong.
His father is Yuan Hong, the founding hero of the Ming Dynasty.
His wife's name is Zhu Yuying, the princess of Yong'an County.
His father-in-law's name is Zhu Di.
