God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 1246
And even if they live to adulthood, the vast majority of lucky people may not be able to make good use of it, but gradually waste it over time. After all, this ability will degenerate, especially the truth is closely related to themselves. If you don't know how to practice and don't use your abilities regularly, your true nature will be automatically equated with your own behavior and psychological activities.

Therefore, people like Lin Xiaoya and old man Han are the real lucky ones.

But that's all, if you pick up a mistake once in a while, you'll be at the pinnacle of your life.

Unless one has the opportunity and ability like Xu Jingxing, one will have the opportunity to carry forward one's talent and go one step further, even many steps, until one becomes a top person.

Thinking of this, Xu Jingxing felt a little proud.

There is no way, not everyone can use cheats to his level, like Lin Xiaoya, like Feng Zhihuan, like old man Han, these are all talented people, and they are no different from cheating, but they His life seems to be restricted by cheating.

As for him, even though he also cheated and his life was changed by cheating, he took advantage of that small change to rise rapidly and seized the opportunity to completely change the lives of himself and his sister.Up to now, even if his cheats are suddenly blocked, he can still thrive and continue to practice, it’s just that there is no help from cheats in his work and life, and his own abilities will not be affected by cheats. Disappear and disappear.

This is where he is most proud.

People like Lin Xiaoya and old man Han, if they didn't have their cheats, they might still be outstanding, but compared to before, they would definitely lose their color a lot.

However, he didn't come to old man Han to find someone superior, but he had something to do.

Thinking about it this way, he followed the old man Han's topic and asked, "Can you find such a big leak in an island country?"

Old man Han laughed and said, "Of course it is possible, not only is it possible, but there are also many opportunities." Speaking of this, he shrugged his shoulders: "Too many good things were lost abroad in those days, especially in the island country, and there were quite a lot of lost people. Cultural relics, because of differences in language, culture, etc., many people don’t know the value of the objects in their hands, so as long as you are good at observing and discovering, there are quite a lot of chances of finding mistakes.”

"It seems that Mr. Han has picked up a lot of mistakes over there." Xu Jingxing smiled, and suddenly asked: "Is that how the painting of Shi Tao hanging in the living room came about?"

Old man Han nodded triumphantly: "That painting is cheaper, it only cost less than 50 yen, and it was collected from an old lady."

"Are you willing to transfer it?" Xu Jingxing continued to ask.

"You collect it yourself?" Old Man Han asked subconsciously.

Xu Jingxing nodded, "Yes, I like Shi Tao's paintings very much. His works have a kind of inherent power, and every time I see them, they always give me endless motivation."

Old man Han thought for a while after hearing this, and asked: "Master Xu, don't think I'm nosy, I'll test you, if you can pass my test, I'll transfer it to you, otherwise, then I'm really sorry."

"Oh?" Xu Jingxing raised his eyebrows, "You come up with a question."

Old Man Han chuckled: "Have you seen the little poem on that painting?"

"Of course I did."

"Hey, that's good, little master Xu, please recite the full text, and give some simple information about the year and author," Old Man Han smiled even more like a fox.

Well, such a question is really difficult, because that little poem, no, that little word is quite unpopular. 90.00% of the people in this world don’t know that there is such a word without checking the information. As for the author , that is even more unpopular among the unpopular.

It can be said that it is a word that is very unpopular in both content and author.

I believe that anyone in the country who came here would be stumped by this problem, except Xu Jingxing.

After Xu Jingxing spent three months browsing through the contents of the Gushiwen website from beginning to end, this problem was no longer a problem for him.

For him, all difficult problems that need to be solved by memory are not difficult problems.

So he replied without thinking: "This is a song "The Full Moon" written by Li Chizheng, a Jinshi in the fifth year of Zhenghe in the Song Dynasty. Queue: The spring breeze on the small peach branches is early, the first time to try thin Luo clothes; every year is happy, the lights are competing, and the moon is full. The next line: Forbidden street flutes and drums, cold and light nights, light hands and heavy carrying; late night people scattered, thousands of doors Laughter, the sound is in the curtain."

After reading it, he added with a smile: "In fact, this little poem is more interesting when read in Hakka. If you read it in Mandarin, the charm is almost meaningless. As for Li Chizheng, he was quite famous during the Zhenghe period. His uncle Li Zongchi is collectively called "Big and Big Li", and his literary name is quite provincial. He was a Jinshi in the five-year examination of Zhenghe, but his official career was very ordinary. There are only two small poems left, and this "Man and Moon" is one of them."

Having said that, looking at the stunned old man Han, he smiled and asked, "Mr. Han, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Old Man Han looked at Xu Jingxing like he was looking at an alien, and after a while he said unwillingly, "Master Xu, tell me, you only searched for information on the Internet after seeing this painting."

Xu Jingxing shrugged: "I did find the answer on the Internet, but not after I saw this painting, but a long time ago," he said with a smile, "Let me tell you this, my basic skill is to recite Ancient poems have been started since I was very young. Until now, I can almost recite the existing known ancient poems verbatim. Although this little poem is unpopular, it is much more unpopular than this Yes, I can also recite it."

Old man Han’s eyes were even more dull, and after he opened his mouth, he took a long time to spit out two words: “I’m convinced,” and then repeated: “I’m convinced, I’m really convinced. If someone can recite all these ancient poems, he will also become a genius like you, Master Xu."

"That's what you said wrong. If you have a good memory, you can become a genius like me. That genius is too cheap," Xu Jingxing retorted bluntly.

Old man Han was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It's also the same reason. Memory can be trained, but geniuses can't be trained. But what I'm most afraid of is Master Xu, who is a genius but works very hard. People, I am not an expert in art, but I also know that being able to recite almost all ancient poems proficiently is definitely not something that can be summed up in the word 'genius', but requires countless efforts."

"Hehehe, that's the reason," Xu Jingxing said even more bluntly.

When you're with fans, what's the point of being polite, just put money on your face.

In any case, he wasn't bragging, but he just quietly used a bit of embellishment, calling the ability he acquired after cheating as his own talent.There is no way, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how this non-human memory came about.

It's all right now, talent plus hard work perfectly explained all the understandable and incomprehensible things that happened to him. Anyway, talent is invisible, intangible, and no one can pursue it.If Master Lu had used his talent as an excuse back then, he might have gotten away with it.

After flattering each other for a while, old man Han sighed helplessly: "Okay, the painting belongs to you, Master Xu, just take it with you when you leave."

"What price?" Xu Jingxing asked hastily.

Old man Han waved his hand: "What price are you talking about? It didn't cost much in the first place."

"How can I do that? You didn't spend any money when you bought it, but it was also your chance. How could I have the nerve to take it away for nothing?" Xu Jingxing was shocked. This old man is too generous. But facing Dao Yuhai's sky-high quotations, he was not tempted; but the old man was very fond of these collections, but he gave Xu Jingxing a valuable painting for nothing.

After much deliberation, I can only say that this old man has a really good mentality, and he is a real person who treats money like dung.

Xu Jingxing likes such people, but he really doesn't want to accept other people's paintings for nothing. After all, there is no reason for the two parties. Even if old man Han has no other plans, he can't accept them. Can the deceived old fox be the same as that kind of innocent and foolish fan?
So he smiled and changed the subject directly: "Mr. Han, do you have any enemies recently?"

"Enemy?" Old man Han was taken aback, then quickly shook his head: "No, there is no enemy who is not an enemy. This is not the old society."

"Really?" Xu Jingxing glanced over at Old Man Han, "If that's the case, then pretend I didn't ask," he got up and left.

Old man Han stared at Xu Jingxing's back flickeringly, and when Xu Jingxing was about to leave the house, he suddenly said, "Master Xu, wait a moment."

Hearing this address, the corners of Xu Jingxing's mouth twitched. Old man Han's addressing him from "Little Master Xu" to "Master Xu" is enough to explain the problem.So he turned around and looked at old man Han with a half-smile, without speaking, waiting for old man Han to speak.

Old man Han hesitated for more than ten seconds before whispering: "Well, when I didn't quit, it was true, that, I had some disputes with people, but it was almost ten years ago..."

"and then?"

"What then?"

"It's what you found, or guessed."

"This..." Old man Han got up, came to the door and said to the woman outside the door: "Xiaoying, hurry up and cook more special dishes. I want to have a good drink with Master Xu and Boss Dao tonight." Yu Hai said: "Boss Dao, drink tea first, I'll have a good chat with Master Xu, I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)