Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

The language of the wind.

The sky is as cool as water at night, and the candles are bright and fragrant, darkly painting the depth of the building.

In the study room on the third floor.

"Don't dream of reaching the sky in one step. Calligraphy and painting like "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", I can tell you frankly, it took me all the knowledge I have accumulated for more than 20 years to achieve this step." Wang Zihao was not ashamed to say that he did not teach Liu Xiang Xiang Huahua, first tell her the truth outside the painting.

Liu Xiangxiang nodded frequently.

"It's just like writing a poem. If you want to write a good poem, you have to work beyond the poem." Wang Zihao said, "I originally only had these two sentences: 'I can be at the top of the mountain, and I can see all the mountains at a glance'. I came here with your second sister. It was only after Feng Gao and Mount Tai that I wrote the whole song "Looking at the Mountains". It was only after I went to the seaside that I wrote "Facing the Sea, Spring is Warm and the Flowers are Blooming." If I had stayed in Junsha and Taohua Lake, I might have been singing for the rest of my life. There are no two poems."

Liu Xiangxiang's eyes gleamed, her third brother-in-law was so powerful!

Before coming to Wind Whisper, she was convinced of her third brother-in-law.

But she must question what he said first.

But after seeing the authentic copy of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", she had almost blind trust in her third brother-in-law.

"There is a saying, 'Read thousands of books and write like a god'. This is the first level of realm. The second level is 'Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles.' All the great poets and painters in ancient times were not like this. People who have traveled thousands of miles spend more time and energy outside of their profession," said Wang Zihao.

"I know that many poets and painters who have been handed down from generation to generation had a rough life. Some even traveled all over the country and were relegated to poor mountains and harsh waters." Liu Xiangxiang agreed very much.

Wang Zihao said: "They have risen to great heights and guided the country. They have also had their ups and downs, and their life and death are uncertain. There are times when they are high in the court and full of ambition, and there are also times when they narrowly escape death and lose their souls."

Liu Xiangxiang couldn't help but ask: "Third brother-in-law, is it that modern times are too comfortable and people have no setbacks, so there are no big people?"

"No!" Wang Zihao shook his head, "Because everyone has the conditions to have a chance, so it is not valuable anymore."

Liu Xiangxiang was deep in thought when Wang Zihao suddenly asked: "Xiangxiang, do you want your paintings to be spread around the world?"

Liu Xiangxiang looked delighted: "Third brother-in-law, do I have this potential?"

Students in the class can make other students envious if their manuscripts are recited on the school radio station.

Not to mention if it is published in any magazine or authoritative website.

"Of course, I am going to set up a painting studio." Wang Zihao said.

"When we hold art exhibitions in the future, will we sell the paintings?" Liu Xiangxiang was a little frustrated. She might not have the strength.

"I don't plan to hold any art exhibitions for the time being." Wang Zihao said, "I want to draw a comic."

Liu Xiangxiang's eyes lit up: "Third brother-in-law, do you need an assistant or a team?"

Almost every comic is not drawn by one person, but by multiple people.

The named one is just the copyright owner.

Of course, I will also participate in the drawing, and even contribute the most and get the most credit.

"Smart." Wang Zihao took out a stack of drawing paper from the drawer and put it in front of Liu Xiangxiang. "There are many characters and character styles in it. You can practice more when you have time. Only when you are proficient can you participate."

Liu Xiangxiang quickly took it over and looked at it.

Wow, the character painting is simple but very vivid. It is indeed the style of the third brother-in-law.

At this time.

Liu Qianqian came into the study with a plate: "Have some midnight snack."

Wang Zihao finally accepted the student Liu Xiangxiang.

Liu Haidong said he would come back sometime and have a simpler apprenticeship banquet.

Wang Zihao can teach others to write novels, let alone painting.

This is his special skill, don't worry about not being able to teach it.

As for how much Liu Xiangxiang can do in the future, there is no need to think about it, there is definitely a lot to do.

With such a father, it would be difficult for her to remain anonymous.

"Third sister, third brother-in-law is knowledgeable, well-informed, and awesome!" Liu Xiangxiang was full of praise for third brother-in-law while eating supper.

"No matter how well you praise, there is no reward." Wang Zihao took a sip of soup.

Eating the meat slices in the clear soup ramen, Liu Xiangxiang asked doubtfully: "What kind of meat is this? Is it different from beef?"

"Venison." Wang Zihao sighed to himself, you are so well-informed. If I, a twenty-year-old man, didn't know about it in advance, I wouldn't be able to eat it.

The venison is cut into slices, almost like beef, and very chewy.

Venison is a high-protein, low-fat meat with tender texture, delicious taste, more lean meat and less connective tissue. It can be cooked in a variety of dishes and has an elegant taste and unique flavor.

It is rich in protein, fat, inorganic salts, sugar and a certain amount of vitamins, and is easily digested and absorbed by the human body. It has a good regulatory effect on the human blood circulation system and nervous system.

Venison is mild in nature and has the effects of nourishing the spleen and qi, warming the kidneys and strengthening yang.

Traditional medicine believes that venison is a pure yang food, and its ability to replenish kidney qi is the first among all meats. Therefore, for newlyweds and the elderly with declining kidney qi, eating venison is a good tonic food.

For people who often have cold hands and feet, eating venison also has a good warming effect.

The reason why it is not as widely used as an ingredient as beef and lamb is due to a combination of factors.

In addition to factors such as cultural traditions, legal protection, imbalance between supply and demand, and insufficient publicity, cooking difficulty and skills, market demand, and consumption habits are also influencing factors.

into the night.

Liu Xiangxiang slept in Liu Piaopiao's room. Wang Zihao and Liu Qianqian did not separate, lying on the bed chatting.

Forty or fifty minutes ago, they had wanted to chat.

But as they chatted, Liu Qianqian was the only one talking.

She kept repeating those few words until Wang Zihao's fish bag lost about five grams, and then she ended Liu Qianqian's one-sided voice.

"I'm very short of money now. Should I trick the art students Xiangxiang knows into coming over to work as cheap labor for me?" Wang Zihao asked Liu Qianqian.

"I think it's okay. We also have art students in Taohua Lake Middle School. I can also help you connect. They must all want to use their studies and make some money." Liu Qianqian said.

As she spoke, her little hands couldn't put it down and played with the fish bag.

"Your uncle is really my lucky star. I used to worry about how to find coolies to help me model, so he sent Xiangxiang over and gave me a flash of inspiration." Wang Zihao sighed, "If your parents could talk to you so easily That’s good, we’ll get married at the end of the year.”

After being in a dilemma for so long, Wang Zihao and Xu Meili had a frank chat.

If Liu Qianqian's parents agree to marry their younger daughter normally, Xu Meili will not object.

But for Xu Meili, the baby can only be named Xu.

However, Liu Qianqian's parents did not agree to marry their daughter normally, so Xu Meili couldn't accept it.

Why?

Then you might as well marry me. At least I have my father's consent. The dowry will definitely be more than Qianqian's, and the property you will receive in the future will definitely be more than Qianqian's.

Liu Hedong has four children, and he and Bai Feifei are not as rich as Mo Baoer.

the next day.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Zihao walked out of Whisper of the Wind.

There was a dark commercial car parked near the entrance of the community. He walked over and the muscular man standing outside opened the door.

"Thank you!" Wang Zihao got in.

There were three people sitting inside, one was the driver, one was Yang Gigi, and the other was Yang Gigi's personal nurse.

After the guard got on the car, the car started and sped towards Gushan in the north.

"Today is Lao Zeng's birthday. I didn't go out to hold a banquet, so I set up two tables at home." Yang Lizi said to Wang Zihao, "You can't be independent in this industry. It will be good for you if you have good interpersonal relationships." "Grandma, I know." Someone was there, but Wang Zihao behaved himself and stopped calling her eldest sister.

He actually turned down a lot of unnecessary social interactions.

"Love Island" once brought guests together, but the absence of him and Xu Meili made the reunion feel boring and unworthy of the name.

Feiyue Chinese Network and Feifei Reading did not hold grand ceremonies like those on TV or video networks, but they did hold annual meetings.

Wang Zihao was still absent and did not go.

It's not necessary. He has a cooperative relationship with the website now, and no one is more awesome than anyone else.

The reason why I didn't go was: I was busy coding. If I really went there, I wouldn't be able to code for at least two or three days.

Even Wang Zihao didn't go to the annual music festival.

It's boring, he's not a front-stage singer.

As for the music festival, the protagonists are all singers, and the people behind the scenes are Green Ye who acts as a foil.

Some music festivals do not even award awards to those behind the scenes live. They either award the awards in advance or award them backstage after the live broadcast.

The live broadcast only lasts so long, and the award-winning singer still has to perform.

If all award presentations were to be broadcast live, there would simply not be enough time to support it.

Wang Zihao just knew that the award he was nominated for would not be broadcast live, so he stopped going.

As a result, although he was nominated for some awards, he did not win.

Face must be given to each other.

After a few years of hard work in the workplace, everyone knows that if you are more capable, you will definitely earn the most and have a higher position.

"Old Zeng is the one among the old writers who can still write." Yang Lizi said.

"Is Brother Zeng so fierce?" Wang Zihao was surprised. He was still writing without stopping, which is worthy of admiration.

Yang Lizi scolded: "Don't mistake me for your elder brother when you go, you will disgrace me."

Wang Zihao smiled and said: "Grandma, don't worry, I'm not familiar with them.

Just as Yang Lizi was about to praise him, he added, "It's more like them recognizing me as their eldest brother."

"Respect the old and love the young, don't be immoral all day long." Yang Lizi scolded with a smile.

"The masters are my teachers, and I have no intention of taking advantage of them." Wang Zihao explained.

Yang Lizi said: "You need a novel to convince them. Just talking about it is useless. You want to promote your writing and make it a household name. They are a strong help."

Wang Zihao was surprised: "A novel with five to six million words, isn't that enough? Is it possible that the number of words in "Shading the Sky" and "Fighting to Break the Sky" are too few?"

Yang Lizi picked up the cane and hit Wang Zihao with a stick: "Are I talking about the kind of novel that even I can't read? Ask them, who of them can read it? There is no depth at all." Can "Heaven" and "Fights Break the Sphere" be passed down through the ages or what?"

"But they can make money. Any one of them can make more money than all the books they have written in their lives, right?" Wang Zihao said.

The royalties from Optoelectronics for "Shading the Sky" and "Dou Po" are tens of millions.

Various copyrights are offered at a 50-50 ratio, especially game dividends. This year, we can earn at least 100 million from them.

"Then you are a bit self-righteous." Yang Lizi shook her head, "The total royalties earned by Lao Guo and others may not be 100 million, but in those days, money was very valuable, and it was not as devalued as it is now. They also had books adapted into TV series or movies. .”

Wang Zihao was a little embarrassed and flashed his tongue when he spoke nonsense.

He suddenly remembered Mr. Zhou and Zhou Shuren. Some people said that the total income from the books written by the prolific Mr. Zhou could reach as high as 50 to 6 billion by now.

Thirty or forty years ago, no writer was poor.

On the contrary, they are all wealthy people.

In ancient times, this was even more true.

After all, if you don’t have some financial resources at home, you can’t read, so how can you be a scholar?

Before five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Zihao and Yang Lizi walked into a small courtyard.

From the outside, this small western-style building looks very old and has been around for many years.

There is a loquat tree on the right side of the courtyard against the wall.

Loquat trees bear fruit from May to July. This loquat tree has begun to bear fruit, but it is still far from mature.

Loquat trees have extremely strong cold resistance. Seedlings can grow healthily in an environment of minus 5 degrees Celsius. They are easy to plant and do not have much requirements on soil. They can grow in both sandy soil and clay soil.

"Dongfang is really here? Sister, you still have face." Wang Zihao was standing in the courtyard looking at the loquat tree, and Lao Zeng came out of the back room looking very strong.

Next to him, there were old guys such as Guo Qing and Xiang Wendong.

"Happy birthday, Old Zeng. I wish you blessings like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains." Wang Zihao stepped forward and handed over a rolled-up and tied calligraphy and painting that he had prepared in his hand.

Old Zeng was high-spirited when he was young, became more frustrated and courageous in middle age, and was optimistic and indifferent in old age. But when he saw the calligraphy and painting in Wang Zihao's hand, he lost his composure, his eyes shone, and he wanted to open it on the spot.

Guo Qing, Xiang Wendong and other old guys also have bright eyes. They will also have a birthday party when I wait for my birthday.

Yang Lizi has collected several calligraphy and paintings of Sunrise in the East, and Lao Zeng and others have seen the original works with their own eyes.

Back to Basics!

Modern paintings can be generated by computers.

But it's just bright and colorful, without soul.

There is a market for figures, isn’t it because some people like pure things?

When some people eat barbecue, what they want is the smell of charcoal fire.

Is electricity environmentally friendly?

It's none of my business, I just don't like it.

So many factories emit flue gas and waste water, and so many cars emit exhaust fumes. It's okay. If I burn the straw, it will kill the bugs and recycle fertilizer, so I won't be allowed to burn it.

Something is wrong!

"have a look."

"Go over there and have a look."

A few old guys couldn't wait any longer and asked Lao Zeng to go to the pavilion on the left side of the courtyard to open calligraphy and painting.

Lao Zeng looked at Wang Zihao.

Wang Zihao smiled and said: "Look, even though it was driven out in the past few days, it's not bad at all."

Afterwards, everyone entered the pavilion.

When the calligraphy and paintings were opened, the old men's eyes widened.

It is indeed a calligraphy and painting, and the scene in the painting is Mica Mountain.

Gushan, also known as Mica Mountain, has undulating peaks and dense forests. There is a spiritual valley on the mountain, which is unpredictable and deep, named Zimu Cave.

There is Longtan at the foot of the mountain, which is rich in blue-patterned flowers and stones, which can be used to make inkstones, which are silent and produce ink with light.

Lao Zeng's home is located at the foot of Mica Mountain, and the air is fresh. Living here, you feel comfortable returning to nature and embracing the mountains and rivers every day.

It is indeed a painting, derived from reality but transcending reality.

As for the words... (End of this chapter)