Shanjian Academy

Chapter 57
Confucius' red rainbow descended from the sky and turned into topaz, while Mu Zhengyang's glow was just a few hazy streaks of gas.

Although the two are far apart in quality, overall there are many similarities.

"When the qi is relatively clear and floats up, it is the sky; if the qi is heavy and turbid, it is the earth."

"The rainbow's name is 螮蝀, which is the obscenity of heaven and earth; the toad in the moon is the light of the moon soul."

These few sentences about Qi reminded Mu Zhengyang of the gas floating out of the black black-snake snake's corpse. Could it be some kind of gas?
Mu Zhengyang read "Children's Learning Qionglin" with great interest, and he just found a clue from this elementary school book.

The next day.

Mu Zhengyang picked some cucumbers and tomatoes from the vegetable field and put them in bamboo baskets. When he came back from the vegetable field and walked to the hillside, he met Zhao Shiran and several strangers.

The weather in August and September is known as the autumn tiger, which shows how hot the weather is.

The physical fitness of the few people brought by Zhao Shiran is not bad, but they are also sweating profusely after climbing the mountain under the high temperature.

One of these people was a little older, about 27 or [-] years old, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, and wearing a white shirt when he came out to climb the mountain.

The other people's hair is a little messy due to the hot weather, but this person's haircut is still meticulous, and he looks very elegant.

The rest of them were all about the same age as Zhao Shiran, among them was a girl with a round face and a student head, who held Zhao Shiran's wrist affectionately, and the relationship should be very close.

Zhao Shiran met Mu Zhengyang at the corner, and said pleasantly, "Teacher, you are still in the academy!"

The round-faced girl with a student's head pulled Zhao Shiran's arm, and whispered in Zhao Shiran's ear suspiciously: "Are you sure this is your teacher, not your senior brother?"

Zhao Shiran glanced at the round-faced girl with a student head, and replied with some pride: "Of course! My own teacher can still admit his mistake? My teacher is indeed a little younger, but his attainments in calligraphy are Everyone's standard!"

The round-faced girl with the student head muttered, "It's not just a little younger, it's too young to be a foul!"

Standing behind the girl with a student's round face, a tall but rather thin girl also looked at Mu Zhengyang curiously and said: "Our teacher is young enough, I didn't expect that your teacher is even younger. Little, it looks like it's only a year or two older than us!"

"Well, and our teacher is not from an art school, he is naturally self-taught, and the running script has the true meaning of 'willow bone and Yan Yun', forming his own unique style!" Zhao Shiran has been staying in the academy these days, From the bottom of my heart, I regard Mu Zhengyang as a teacher, and maintain Mu Zhengyang's image in front of outsiders, and then smiled and said to the round-faced girl with foreign students: "Speaking of it, you are really lucky, I was just planning to I brought you up to Wangri Cliff to see the scenery, I didn’t expect to meet my teacher! My dad has come here twice, but he hasn’t seen my teacher yet!”

Do you talk to people face to face?

Mu Zhengyang heard their conversation clearly, responded to everyone with a smile, and then said to Zhao Shiran: "Of course, these are your friends! The weather is hot, let's sit in the academy!"

Zhao Shiran nodded, and introduced to Mu Zhengyang as he walked. First, he pulled the round-faced girl with the head of the international student and said, "She is my high school classmate Gao Miaomiao. These are her classmates from Changhe Art Institute. That is They are the instructors of this summer sketching class!"

The 27-year-old man in a white shirt and glasses was not good at words. He made a mental note before greeting Mu Zhengyang: "I am Lu Yuanxing, a teacher majoring in traditional Chinese painting at Changhe Art Institute. This time I was supposed to take them here. I went to sketch in Tieshan, and heard from Miss Zhao that there is another mountain in Xizhong County, which is the highest mountain in the south of Hanjiang Province. victory!"

Changhe is the capital of Hanjiang Province. Changhe Art Institute is a provincial key art college. It is somewhat different from Lumei where Zhao Shiran studied, but it is still second to none in Hanjiang Province.

Mu Zhengyang had heard the name of Changhe Art Institute several times before, but it was still very unfamiliar to him.

Have friends come from afar.

He has also dabbled in traditional Chinese painting of landscapes, flowers and birds, and figures recently, but he has not communicated with anyone yet.

This person must be a teacher of Changhe Art College, he must have a certain level, and it would be great to have the opportunity to communicate with him.

Mu Zhengyang replied with a smile: "Welcome to Teacher Lu to bring students to Tiannan Mountain to sketch."

Lu Yuanxing said politely, "I'm bothering Mr. Mu!"

After arriving at the academy, Gao Miaomiao introduced several other students to Mu Zhengyang.

Mu Zhengyang went to wash the freshly picked fruits to entertain guests, but he heard shouts coming from the main hall of the academy.

A petite girl fainted without warning. Mu Zhengyang knew her name was Lin Jiao through Gao Miaomiao's previous introduction. Her body was twitching. It seemed that she had suffered from heatstroke, and it was severe.

Lu Yuanxing looked stern and did not panic at all. He had experience in sketching outdoors, and he had already prepared Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, a boy in the class, who carried it on his back.

Zhang Da is about 1.7 meters tall. He is white and fat, and his hair is combed shiny. It may be because there are girls around him, and his words and deeds are also a bit feminine. Everything came out, and Huoxiang Zhengqi Water was not seen!
Lu Yuanxing stared at Zhang Dadao: "Where's Huoxiang Zhengqi Water?"

Zhang Da suddenly thought of what was going on, and said in a panic: "When I went up the mountain to rest and drink water, I took Huoxiang Zhengqi water out of my schoolbag and put it next to the stone, but I forgot to put it in..."

Mild heat stroke can be treated without anti-heat medicine, but severe heat stroke has a 40.00% fatality rate, and a little carelessness may cause death.

Lu Yuanxing was the instructor of the sketching class this summer, and he took the primary responsibility for the accident. He pointed at Zhang Dada, "You, you, you... how could you lose such an important thing?".

Zhao Shiran, Gao Miaomiao and others also turned pale, and Zhang Dada even lowered his head, full of shame and fear in his heart!
Mu Zhengyang asked Zhao Shiran to hold the fruit plate in his hand, took a tomato from it, and said to Gao Miaomiao, "Help open her mouth."

Gao Miaomiao had never experienced such a thing, and she listened to Mu Zhengyang's instructions dully.

Mu Zhengyang squatted down, crushed the tomato in his hand, and the bright red juice flowed into Lin Jiao's mouth.

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