one person's life

Chapter 430 Wang Qing
Tang Muzhi had come into contact with many restraint masters at work, but he was not allowed to go to them this time.

He often has some doubts about the level of these restraint masters, not to mention that real masters are often not very official, even if Tang Muzhi does not have Yin Yang Qi to ensure that these restraints can be lifted at any time, he has already found some of them in terms of rules loopholes.

"If you want to solve the problem nearby, Wang Qing from the Wang family is a good choice." Zhang Wang thought for a while and suggested to Tang Muzhi.

"Wang Qing, you also met him when we were in the Gao family - that old man who always wore a Chinese tunic suit. If I remember correctly, he taught Chinese painting at Sichuan University and has also settled here for a long time. This man is the same as most of the Wang family. Everyone is different, he has an excellent reputation in the circle, and he is one of the few masters who is proficient in restraint techniques."

Tang Muzhi said oh, Wang Qing was the Wang family member who had previously used the painting soul technique in the Gao family to break the vacuum phaseless curse of Xuan Cheng and others. He had a good impression of this person's advanced cultivation.

Zhang Wang analyzed: "But it's really hard to hide your head and hide your tail to do things with him. The prohibition masters are very assertive... In this case, I ask your brother Ming to go out and look for it. If you come across a suitable Chinese painting, give it to him." Buy it and use it as reward. If it goes along with Wang Qing's wishes, the matter will naturally be settled."

Tang Muzhi nodded in agreement. After all, he was here to steal his master. It would be great if he could do things as he liked.

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Two days later, Tang Ming found Tang Muzhi with a picture scroll under his arm.

When I unfolded the scroll, I saw mist, clouds, mountains, maple fire, fishermen and woodcutter, and yellow moon and solitary wild geese. It was an ink landscape painting of Jiangxi fishermen. It looked a bit old, at least it was painted 40 or 16 years ago. The artist was also very skilled. It is quite superb. Tang Muzhi asked about it and learned that although the author of this painting was unknown, Tang Ming bought it for [-] yuan after several discussions with his friends. According to the expert friend, it is definitely worth the money. price.

Tang Muzhi thought of Wang Qing's Hu brush and his exquisite painting skills. He thought that this painting should satisfy the old man, so he went to the mountain city that day and asked around Sichuan University. Finally, he found Wang Qing was found near Wangjiang Tower (Chongli Pavilion) on the east side of Fuhe River.

Tang Muzhi had already finished his disguise. After acquiring the Wuxiang Observation, his ability to change his appearance and form with Qi had also improved to a higher level. Even if a master like Yang Lie was nearby, it would be difficult to detect anything unusual about him.

There are only two days left until the beginning of winter. The yellow leaves on both sides of the park dance with the river wind and fall on the golden roof and green tiles of Wangjiang Pavilion. In the afternoon, a red sun shines the clouds, heaven and earth into red and yellow colors, turning the whole place into red and yellow. The attic made him taller. The setting sun shone on Wang Qing's vicissitudes of life, and his hair and beard turned golden.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qing seems to have changed his career. He is leading a group of young photographers, both male and female, to set up a camera by the river, frowning and pressing it against the camera's viewfinder to capture the most perfect moment of light.

When Tang Muzhi approached a group of them, Wang Qing's inspiration came to him. With a wave of his hand, the sleeves of his casual sportswear were rolled up high——

"Everyone, please pay attention. Now, adjust the white balance, adjust ISO to 400, aperture 11, focus on the top of the tower, and shoot!"

clack clack clack...

In an instant, the sound of camera shutters rang out, and Wang Qing's face showed the expression of a general returning from victory. He crossed his arms and casually directed someone to check the results.

"Well, okay, leave this to me, and I'll let the students do their homework later."

The man smiled and said: "Okay, I'll transfer it to the USB flash drive when it's done, and I'll bring it to you in class tomorrow." Wang Qing smiled and pointed at the digital camera in the man's hand, "Is this a new product from Nikon? That's it. Come and go to the market with me, and I'll get something new to play with."

"no problem!"

Wang Qing began to pack his bags. Tang Muzhi and other people around gradually walked away, taking the opportunity to step forward and greet him: "Mr. Wang."

Wang Qing turned his head, with a slightly confused look on his face. He usually only heard this title in the circle: "Oh, who are you?"

Tang Muzhi blocked the view of the people around him and bowed to him gently: "Junior Zhang Feng, I take the liberty of paying you a visit."

No one introduced me, so I found it myself?Are you unwilling to reveal too much...Wang Qing roughly understands why this so-called Zhang Feng is here. The prohibition master is a profession that needs to seal the secrets of others, and each profession has its corresponding professional ethics. For the restraint master, Strict mouth, clumsy eyes and little curiosity are the most important principles.

Of course, a person of Wang Qing's identity and status does not actually care about the money and other rewards paid by his employer. He has to agree to ban someone. Apart from worldly affairs and favors, it is just the responsibility of the banner. People who would otherwise ban someone in the circle It is extremely rare. If everyone keeps hiding it and not revealing it, sooner or later the profession of restraint master will disappear completely.

So Wang Qing was still easy to talk to. He didn't bother with Tang Muzhi's unwillingness to reveal his identity. At his age, he saw through it and just concentrated on doing things.

Wang Qing was invited by Tang Muzhi into a private room of a restaurant near the park. He was seated on the second floor near the river. Wang Qing looked at the quiet water of the Fu River flowing underground. Tang Muzhi did not say much, but told Tang Muzhi I handed him the ink landscape painting I bought, said a few polite words, and then expressed my intention.

After Wang Qing saw the painting, he smiled imperceptibly. He gently put the scroll down and said, "You are thoughtful. I like it very much. It won't cost too much, right?"

"It doesn't cost anything, as long as Mr. Wang likes it."

Tang Muzhi was a little unsure of Wang Qing's attitude, and he couldn't guide the conversation on the painting. Even if he had some experience in Chinese painting, he couldn't show off in front of this person. After all, the person in front of him was an associate professor at the Academy of Fine Arts of Sichuan University and a calligrapher in the province. Tang Muzhi, deputy secretary-general of the Education Committee of the Chinese Artists Association and a famous traditional Chinese painting master, read several of his papers quickly before coming. Unfortunately, he could not find relatively clear paintings on the Internet.

And judging from today's situation, Wang Qing seems to be interested in directing photography, so in general, Tang Muzhi doesn't know much about this person.

Fortunately, Wang Qing was very straightforward in his work. After giving him a greeting gift and a dinner, Tang Muzhi's matter was considered completed.

When Wang Qing learned that Tang Muzhi wanted to take the initiative to impose a ban on himself, he said: "This is easy and can be done quickly." So he took him to a commercial room near Sichuan University. The furnishings in the room were very simple. There was just a strong smell of ink, and the walls of the room were all simple white silk paintings. There was no smoke and smoke, so it was obvious that no one lived there.

Wang Qing explained to Tang Muzhi that people often came from other places to ask him to use restraint methods. This was considered an office area. Then Wang Qing asked Tang Muzhi what kind of restraints he needed.

(End of this chapter)