Almighty painter

Chapter 510 Little Cao Xuan
"Sen Jing Bing, he is Xiang Ning. He can speak a few words of Shanghainese. It's amazing... (Crazy, these country people are really...)"

The man is also a loudmouthed person.

He shrugged his shoulders and used a few words of Shanghainese that he had just learned to talk back to the people next to him.

National crisis is at hand.

There was a smoldering anger in everyone's heart.

There is spark in the words.

There are always rumors and jokes about people in the capital being xenophobic, petty and intolerant of outsiders.

But the people in Shanghai really love the land under their feet and love it deeply.

Then again.

The morning bell on the Bund, the elegance of Yu Garden, looking for paintings in Fengjing, picking up greenery on Sheshan...

Tactful persuasion?

The newspaper is also open every day, and there is often some national crisis at hand. There is also a Miss Beauty Competition every day, which is not like a current editorial.

Watching the little devil getting closer and closer due to the wolf's ambition.

Who wouldn’t hold it tightly in their heart like a baby bump with warm blood?

The sound of newspaper boys running, people talking, the vendors selling pears and sweet date creams shouting, reading newspapers, noises, quarrels, the clanking of the tram wheels as they pass through the gaps in the track.

What does it mean that all sectors of society should be politely persuaded?

It's not a good read.

Later, in the 34th year of Guangxu's reign, the earliest tram stations in Eastern Xia were built. The dark and strong iron quinoa wood tracks on the road crisscrossed like a chessboard.

Back and forth,
People started to quarrel.

"I didn't look at the almanac when I went out. It's really disappointing."

The evil in Shanghai is also the mother of the Dongxia people and the mother of the local people.

No matter who he is, whether he is a foreigner or a local.

For Easterners, the clouds and rivers in their hometown are their mothers, the most precious and cherished things in their hearts.

The man waved the newspaper and dispersed the crowd surrounding him.

Even if there are a thousand ways it is not, there are ten thousand ways it is not good.

A child who looked to be only five or six years old, maybe seven or eight years old at most, was sitting on a chair in the cafe in front of the building.

He loosened the tie around his neck and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his handkerchief.

Not only the soldiers of the 19th Army were waiting for danger, but also the local men in Shanghai were scolded by the Yankees, but how could they lack the determination and bloody courage to live and die with the land under their feet?
But an announcement from Dean Wang in the newspapers in Nanjing made everyone feel angry and had nowhere to vent.

Outsiders cannot criticize.

They're all the same.

The best in Shanghai is the Shanghai of Eastern Xia people.

Holding a sketch pad in his hand.

Who dares to say that your mother is not good? How can people not care about her?
Even the girls in the Paramount Hall revolving ballroom singing "Night Shanghai, Night Shanghai" regardless of day or night.

The crossroads in front of Nanjing Road was originally a spacious passage for foreign horses to enter and exit the racecourse.

The Japanese cruisers are coming over. If the polite persuasion works, how come the three eastern provinces were lost?

But after all, it is our own business.

The two sides of the chessboard correspond to the Xianshi Building, a seven-story Baroque-style landmark building in Shanghai, and the Yong'an Department Store, which has been topped out and is preparing to open.

Then he took out a Tissot rattrapante pocket watch from his arms, looked at the time, and then raised his head and asked.

But the girls in Shanghai are all their own daughters, so why should the Japanese brat come to bully them?

It was the woman wearing a lapel cheongsam next to her who held the man's arm tightly and kept whispering, "If you have something to say," with the unique delicacy of a Shanghainese woman, that the farce that was gradually heating up came to an end. It calmed down.

This was the most prosperous and busy place in Shanghai in the old days.

Behind closed doors, the local elders and uncles scolded.

If a little devil is willing to listen to advice, then he is still a little devil!
Everyone was angry, but also a little confused. They were all suffocating in their hearts, and they felt a little more energetic when they spoke.

Perhaps there are many old people secretly scolding Yan Shimei for not knowing how to behave.

Even the comedy superstar Cheplin (Note) came to Shanghai with his wife for a few months and visited Paramount. He just gave him a thumbs up!
(Note: Chaplin. According to the Cantonese pronunciation, some Shanghai newspapers in the early Republic of China translated it as this.)
Take ten thousand steps back.

"Little prodigy, have you finished the painting? It took almost two cups of tea."

When he set foot on this land, he felt the roar of the Huangpu River, as if he was breathing with the city and watching the street lamps light up one after another in the sunset.

Whether it's the Songhua River or the Huangpu River.

The officials in the meeting room of the Executive Yuan, Chairman Chiang and Dean Wang, probably had some complex considerations and judgments about the situation. The common people did not know much about it, but even the water vendors and the illiterate grandpa saw it in the newspaper. The content above always makes me feel suffocated.

Who can not fall in love with this colorful neon in an instant?
Thousands of ocean waves, modern high-rise buildings, trams and boats, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and even the local accent that makes one’s ears tingle from childhood are all the warmest emotional sustenance in a person’s life.

When he spoke, his tone was not pleasant.

The sound reaches my ears.

However, the child stared at the drawing board with a calm and peaceful expression, sketching pictures with a long charcoal pencil in his hand, turning a deaf ear to the complicated sounds from the outside world.

The face of a child of several years old has the serenity of an old monk of several decades.

It seems to have settled into samadhi.

This is Cao Xuan, the prodigy who is admired by everyone in Shanghai.

They had long heard about the majesty of this close disciple of everyone in the painting world.

Last year coincided with the floods in Jiangnan, and people from the literary and artistic circles gathered in the south to form a fundraising committee in Xinwu. There were charity performances and charity sales, and masters gathered there.

A total of more than 270,000 yuan in legal currency was raised, but no supplies were counted.

Simultaneously.

Cao Xuan, a recent disciple of the head of the Southern Painting Sect, has become famous.

The entertainment section of "Ta Kung Pao" published a photo taken by a reporter at the fund-raising venue, with the text "Bei Yu Nan Cao, South Painting and Northern Tune, a moment of bright sunshine, a wonder in the world."

The saying "Bei Yu Nan Cao, Nan Hua Bei Qiang" immediately became a legend among the literati.

The "Beiyu" in Beiyu and Nancaozhong refers to the grandsons of Cheng Changgeng, Zhang Erkui, and Yu Sansheng of Laosheng Sandingjia in Tongguang Thirteen Jue. The great opera master Tan Xinpei collected the works in the last year of his life. Disciple Yu Shuyan.

If Tan Xinpei, the king of the acting world at that time and the best actor in the world, could not help but be tempted to accept an apprentice at the age of seventy, he would naturally not be an ordinary person.

Yu Shuyan has been a famous child prodigy in the Peking Opera world since he was a child.

Guangxu twenty-five years.

Yu Shuyan debuted on stage at the age of eight.

The whole hall was shocked.

The world thinks that he has already mastered the essence of his father and ancestor Typhoon, and is expected to become a leader in the Peking Opera world in the next thirty years. In an instant, his stage name "Xiao Xiaoyu Sansheng" was resounding throughout the country.

By the thirties.

Yu Shuyan has been famous in Beijing for half a century and is a super master of northern drama art.

First, he became the leader of Yuqun Society with Mei Lanfangmei, and then co-founded Shuangsheng Society with Yang Xiaolou. As the founder of Yu Pai, he and Mei Lanfang established the Chinese Drama Association in Beijing.

This was the time when his reputation was at its most shining, and perhaps when Mr. Yu read the newspaper, he would feel dumbfounded.

As one of the few people in the world, a meeting can easily cost hundreds of oceans!
The "Nan Cao" who was called "Nan Cao" together with him in the newspaper, "Bei Yu Nan Cao", and "Nan Cao" who painted the north accent for a while...

Still a kid wearing crotchless pants.

but.

The newspaper reporter actually lifted a little baby to the point where it was on par with the rest of the family. There was a reason for this in addition to joking.

The birth inheritance of the two people does have a certain degree of similarity.

According to the old rules, compared to the Yu family, even Cao Xuan might be more prominent.

There should be no distinction between high and low professions.

However, in the eyes of the evaluators at the time, Yu Shuyan was the grandson of a famous actor.

And Cao Xuan was born in the Cao family of Xin'an.

He was the prime minister and calligraphy artist of the Qianlong, Daoguang, and Jiaqing dynasties. He was the distant nephew and great-great-grandson of Hanzhongtang Cao Zhenyong, one of the eight famous officials with the posthumous title "Wenzheng" in the Qing Dynasty.

Of course, in fact, this unpopular relationship is no better than the famous quote in the newspapers of the Republic of China at that time that ridiculed Zhang Ailing for showing off her family background - "A dead chicken is played in the Pacific Ocean. When people in Shanghai eat tap water from the Huangpu River, they say they have drunk chicken soup, and Ba Ganzi beats them." Less than a relative. "How close."

(Zhang’s great-grandfather was Li Hongzhang.)
What really changed his destiny was his teacher.

In the last year of his life, Tan Xinpei accepted Yu Shuyan as his apprentice.

Entrusted by an old friend of his family, Cao Xuan held an apprenticeship ceremony in his infancy when he was less than a year old in the first year after his birth.

The head of the Southern Painting Sect touched his head and told the world——

"This child will be my final disciple in this life."

Extraordinary people do extraordinary things.

Yu Shuyan took on the role at the age of eight.

At the disaster relief meeting, the great master of painting sent a one-page line drawing portrait of Cao Xuan to the charity sale, then took the portrait back and took out a letter from his arms that read "Five Thousand Yuan". The central bank cash check was thrown into the donation alley, and he said to the masters in the audience, "My disciple, if you wait for him for twenty years, this painting will be worth 5 yuan."

Cao Xuancai was only five years old.

The whole world was shocked.

It’s okay not to be surprised.

What the old man did was so cool and so goddamn artistic. It can be called a model of performance art and marketing during the Republic of China.

A total of fifty thousand yuan.

It also inspires younger generations.

A great painter is a great master, and a great master is a great master.

The shot was really high and hard.

Extraordinary.

This is comparable to Old Man Gu digging around and spending 500 US dollars to buy his grandson's first painting in his life, which is more than a few dimensions higher.

This check, with a face value equivalent to about 400 million yuan today, was worth two of the most fashionable Rolls-Royce or Buick Century limousines of the year.

Lu Xun taught at Peking University, and his income throughout the year was only 4500 to 4800 French currency, which was already a high salary in the intellectual community. When Qi Baishi first came to Peking to make a living, he sold fans in Liulicang, and he charged less than ten yuan to paint a fan.

Some people think it is too expensive.

In order to prop up the scene for his beloved apprentice, the old man made a loud "ding" for the first crisp sound of the young phoenix's first call.

Raise your hands.

It was Xun Ge'er's ten-year salary, and Mr. Bai Shi's five thousand fan paintings were thrown away.

Think about it this way.

Seventy years later, when Tang Ning made her debut at the Shanghai Biennale at the age of twenty and won the gold medal, Mr. Cao happily ordered an imported sports car from the UK as a gift to his apprentice.

It's not that hard to understand.

This stuff is all genetic.

They are all people who take money as money.

No matter how great a theater actor Mr. Yu Shuyan is, he may not be able to earn 50,000 yuan by performing in windy or rainy weather all year round, or singing in a concert hall, to put it bluntly.

Therefore, this statement of "Beiyu and Nancao" sounded a little speechless to him.

But not aggrieved.

The child prodigy Cao Xuan became famous overnight.

Zhang Ailing said - it’s too early to become famous, and it’s too late for Cao Xuan to become famous.

No matter how early it is, it will be in the mother's womb.

The reputation spreads quickly, the marketing cost is high, and it is mentioned many times in the tabloids. The gossip that "50,000 at five years old is not a millionaire at 100 years old" is so popular.

Half a century later, Aunt Mui Anita Mui, who became a child star in Hong Kong's Lai Yuen Hong Kong at the age of 4, may only be defeated there by comparison.

Everyone also hugged Cao Xuan generously and took a photo in front of the reporter's camera to use as the cover of the column.

After the Jiangnan fundraising meeting, the Yu family returned to Peking, Tianmen and other places for tour.

Cao Xuan's master took him further south.

Shanghai is an open and prosperous city. Merchants from all over the world gather here, making it a trade hub for the entire Far East.

It is like a huge vase of 31.8 square miles, in which the beauty and ugliness of the world, the prosperity and decline of the country, are intertwined.

Shanghai and Peiping were the two stormy eyes that affected the entire literary and artistic situation of the Republic of China.

If you want to be the successor of the next generation of painters, you ultimately have to see whether you can gain a firm foothold in the Magic City.

Everyone wonders whether this genius prodigy, who can trade two sets of paintings for three times into the courtyard, is really the reincarnation of a painting saint with three heads and six arms.

There were idlers waiting day and night in the hotel where he stayed, just to see his true appearance. When Lin came to the Shin Kong Grand Stage in Shanghai, after watching the script of "The Burning of the Red Lotus Temple" and hearing the joke in the newspaper, he made a special request , wanted to meet this artistic genius, the financier Sir Eli Kadoorie invited him to a celebrity dinner at the newly built Pudong luxury hotel.

Even poet Xu Zhimo's father, late Qing industrialist Xu Shenru, who had just suffered the pain of losing his son, was a little moved by the scene after reading the comments in the newspaper, and had the idea of ​​inviting him to his home for coffee.

The child prodigy Cao Xuan has even become a peculiar cultural phenomenon in the Magic City.

Because there were so many curious Shanghai citizens who wanted to see Cao Xuan's true appearance, businessmen discovered the business opportunities. The owner of the Xin'an Department Store wanted to gather popularity for the upcoming department store and increase its social visibility.

Master Cao Xuan, who was specially hired with a large sum of money, came to the store and spent more than ten days in the open air in front of the door to take pictures.

(End of this chapter)