The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Ma Xianglan felt that she had woken up from a terribly long sleep, and her spirit and consciousness were slowly returning to her delicate body, but an unprecedented level of energy made her feel extraordinarily beautiful.

Immediately, his eyes were projected on his pair of Meiyansu hands, who are as white as ginger and onion, who can play the piano and paint and are good at serving men, and found that it was not the old and dry appearance in his dream, but the watery and white tenderness, which seemed to be able to As soon as the water was squeezed out, a look of disbelief appeared on her pretty face.

This is the skin of a girlhood, like satin, elegant, soft, and slippery.

However, I have reached middle age. Although I have been unwilling to grow old and worked hard to improve my appearance, I know that although the middle-aged self is beautiful, her skin is like porcelain. Although she is gorgeous, her skin is no longer soft.

No, I am already old, I remember getting old on such a painful night, my skin was like a rag, without luster and color, after that, I seemed to die...

Forcibly suppressing the doubts in her heart, she cast eyes like clear water on the faces of Zhang Dong and Su Daji who were looking at her with concern, and asked in a voice like an oriole singing: "Young masters, am I dreaming? Sick? Why do I feel like I'm seeing you for the first time?"

"Xianglan, do you still remember that you are Ma Xianglan?" Zhang Dong asked excitedly.

"Of course I remember. What happened? Didn't I die? Could it be that this is hell?" Ma Xianglan asked doubtfully again.

"Great, great, young master, it really succeeded. You are truly the most amazing person in the world."

Su Daji was extremely pleasantly surprised, hugged Zhang Dong's arm and jumped up for joy, now she can rest assured that Zhang Dong really has the ability to bring the dead back to life, this ability is simply against the sky.

"So she is a woman disguised as a man! Such a beautiful girl." Ma Xianglan looked at Su Daji with strange eyes.

Zhang Dong continued to stare at Ma Xianglan who was sitting up from the bed, and said in a strange voice: "Xianglan, look at the paintings and calligraphy on the walls of this room, maybe you can think of something."

Ma Xianglan nodded, got out of bed gracefully, and cast her eyes on the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

There are two orchid works.

The first one is a picture of orchid leaves, which is her original method of painting orchids. Only a slanted leaf is used to support an orchid, which can best reflect the quiet and ethereal charm of orchids.There is also a seven-character quatrain inscribed on the painting: A leaf of orchid and an arrow flower, who would cherish being alone in the end of the world?Since it was written in silver paper, I am not afraid of wind, cold and rain.

The second one is "Chuilan on the Cliff", on which there is also a poem: "The cliff is sprayed with strange fragrance, and the hanging liquid is empty to make passers-by busy; if it is not for the high position, it is inevitable that the rich family will accompany the evening makeup."

The rest are calligraphy works:

"The fragrance of wine and the sleeves of the sleeves promise to follow, what is the east wind to see off the guests? The flowers on the stream are thin, and the weeping willows in the Jinting are so close; the sails are far away from the pedestrians, and the heart of the lost couple is late with the sunset; the eyes are full of streamers. You return yourself, don't teach the spring to be different. Late."

"The lotus dew is cold and the moon is slightly, and the geese are flying in the wind and the wind is clear; I heard that Yumen is thousands of miles away, where can I send cold clothes in deep autumn."

"Facing Xiao Zhu all the time, collecting poems every night, having nothing to do in the boudoir, looking forward to returning to the boat all day long."

"The deep courtyard is floating and the moon is hanging on the tall building. The two stars keep their promises in the long road. The separation and reunion in the world are hard to come by. Facing the scene in the sky, occupying the spirit magpie quietly, and want to stop the shuttle. When we meet at this time, don't even think about it. The Yao-level independent goal Slightly groaning, seeing the thin figure and the cool wind blowing."

A look of obsession appeared on her pretty face, because the calligraphy and painting were so beautiful, so beautiful that her heart trembled.

But crystal tears flowed from his eyes, he turned his head to look at Zhang Dong, and asked softly: "I seem to understand that I am indeed dead, these are all my works before I was alive, but these paintings and calligraphy are not written by myself. What came out, my handwritten works are far from being so beautiful, far from reaching such a state. Son, did you make this? Can you tell me what is going on?"

"Sure enough, she is a smart woman. She is indeed a different woman. After going through such a complicated life, she took everything lightly. When encountering such strange things, she didn't have any fear. She is still so calm." Zhang Dong praised in his heart , and even more respect for this woman.

He took out a paintbrush, spread out a piece of snow-white paper on the desk, and swiped the brush quickly. In just a few minutes, a raging river appeared on the screen. It was so lifelike, as if he could hear the roar of the river. , seems to be able to smell the water.

Su Daji and Ma Xianglan's pretty faces showed excitement and admiration. Such painting skills are really the best in the past and present, which made them amazed.

"Time is like this river, running forward day and night." Zhang Dong explained in a vicissitudes tone while writing down the various historical dynasties of China in the blank space beside the river, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Xia, Shang, and Zhou , Spring and Autumn, Warring States, Qin, Han, Three Kingdoms, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Sui, Tang, Five Dynasties, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing, Min, and Modern.

Then he used a frame to frame these dynasties, and continued: "People of each era live in different parts of the river, and it is difficult to see each other. Xianglan, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand what you mean, but I don't understand what you mean by saying this." Ma Xianglan replied doubtfully.

"When I finish speaking, you will understand that you lived in the last years of the Ming Dynasty, and I live in modern times, but because I admire you and like you, I can't bear to let you sleep in the tomb like this Annihilated in history, so I tried my best to go upstream from the modern age, and came to the era after your death (the age of 16, using a magical method, brought you back to life, now, you are [-] years old, from now on, you can continue Live on, live the life you want." Zhang Dong looked at the beauty with fiery eyes, and explained concisely.

Ma Xianglan's pretty face turned blushing inexplicably, but she had experienced a lifetime of joy, and she smiled sweetly at Zhang Dongbao before saying in disbelief: "This, this, this is incredible, and it's too ridiculous , I really can't believe it."

"Xiang Lan, in our time, technology was very advanced, and what you thought was absurd and grotesque became reasonable, I think, you already believed it, because you clearly remembered everything about your previous life, but now you are only 16 years old " Zhang Dong said with a smile, "Please also believe that I am here for you, you have attracted me deeply..."

Ma Xianglan was stunned for a while, then choked up and said, "Thank you son for bringing me back to life, and thank you for your righteousness, but Xianglan was once in troubled waters, and it is really difficult to fall in love with another person."

Zhang Dong took out a tissue and wiped her tears gently, and said in a shocking voice: "Xiang Lan, I know you better than yourself, I know every word of your previous life. You are celebrating Wang Zhideng's [-]th birthday That night, you suddenly understood a fact, and then you lost all hope, your heart was broken, and after returning home, you died of a serious illness."

Pain appeared on Ma Xiangshui's pretty face, and he said excitedly, "Please don't mention him!"

(Third update, asking for monthly tickets and red tickets.)