“This year is the New Year of Talent…”

Hu Jinquan on the rocking chair hummed a few lines gently and stood up suddenly.

"You are difficult, they are difficult! You are afraid, they are also afraid! Especially this year, three live works suddenly appeared. Haha, are the old experiences in the past still effective? Are the old eyes still accurate? Now, no one can say anything, and no one dares to pat their chests!"

After looking at the two of them, two rays of light suddenly burst out from Hu Jinquan's faint old eyes.

"Does the princes, generals and ministers still have a genius? Youdao has been a literati since ancient times. If you don't even have this kind of energy, what kind of painter can you be? What kind of ranking should you compete for?"

Li Yi and the other two looked at each other and saw the sparks in each other's eyes. Indeed, it was really hard to say if they didn't take it out for a walk or put it on the table to compete.

It is different from everyone's habits. There are many types of painters. Specifically, the contestants in this competition can be divided into passionate creation type, meticulous craftsmanship type, etc. Some contestants will become more excited the more they face the competition. Not only can they ensure their daily level, but they can sometimes perform beyond their level.

Some contestants, due to their creative habits, each work is meticulously crafted and repeatedly conceived and revised. Once they encounter improvisation, their level will be greatly reduced. Others have unstable performance. It is possible that the previous one is a fine work, and the next one is a slag, just like the two works taken out by Li Yi at Shidu, which definitely does not represent his true level.

But this is the competition. Since you are here to participate, you must be prepared to endure various unexpected results.

And this is their opportunity!

"There are three days left. In these three days, I will not restrict your actions. Do whatever you want. There is only one thing, you must pay attention to maintaining your physical strength. In the second stage, there was only 12 hours of competition time. It can be said that what you want is an explosion. Now it has been extended to 72 hours, and what you are looking at is the stability of your state."

Li Yi nodded and was about to speak, suddenly, Wang Haoqing called in.

"Hey, the day after tomorrow it will be my grandfather's 100th birthday. You kid, are you ready for what I want? Have you forgotten?"

"Damn it!"

Li Yi slapped his head suddenly. If Wang Haoqing didn't make this call, he would have forgotten about it! But then he remembered, wasn't his grandfather's birthday in early August? Now, it's already been here, right?

"You are here! Which older generation have you seen who celebrated their birthdays in the Gregorian calendar? Hurry up, hurry up and ask your master for work! Boy, I have to say something. If the things I took out this time cannot satisfy me, please wait for me!"

Li Yi grinned, okay, Master, he had just finished his passionate creation, and then he was about to get the test of his skills.

"Old revolutionary on the 100th birthday?"

After hearing the deeds of Grandpa Wang Haoqing retelled by Li Yi, Hu Jinquan frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on the pen!"

Heavy pen, thick ink! For a moment, Hu Jinquan was full of energy and his pen was like a dragon and a snake. In just a few minutes, a dragon and a phoenix danced, and a refreshing running cursive appeared on the rice paper in front of him!

"I've been greeting you two little guys every day for more than a month, and my homework has been delayed! However, this one is one of my rare fine works in recent years. Boy, giving it to your friend is not considered as a humiliation of his ancestors."

"He emerged from the sky, and the Kunlun Mountains have seen all the spring scenery on earth. Three million jade dragons have flew up, stirring up the coldness of the sky. The summer melts, the rivers are overflowing, and people may be fish and turtles. Who has ever commented on the merits and sins of the past? Master, this poem seems to be only half a poem?"

Hu Jinquan nodded,

"That's right, this song "Nian Nujiao. Kunlun" was written in 1935. The Red Army completed the last itinerary of the Long March and was about to arrive in northern Shaanxi. *Climbing to the top of Minshan Mountain, looking at the vast Kunlun Mountains in Qinghai from afar, I was inspired by this. But this second half of the verse..."

He pondered for a moment, suddenly laughed silently,

"Since I am an older generation revolutionary and have participated in the Long March, I should have written the second half of the text together."

After closing his eyes and brewing emotions for a while, Hu Jinquan picked up the pen again, but this time it was obviously different from when he wrote the first half of the verse. His pen was much slower, less the excitement he had just now, but he had a little more solemnity that he had never had.

"This second half of the verse can be said to have fully demonstrated the broad mind of the proletarian revolutionaries, and this is also the ideal they have defended and pursued in the next few decades! Unfortunately, now..."

At the end of the last word, Hu Jinquan took out his seal, and while stamping two works, he shook his head and sighed softly. Li Yi leaned over and slowly read the poem.

To be honest, the first half of this poem gives him a good feeling. Although the artistic conception and the use of words are a little straightforward, it is not as good as the famous works that were widely circulated later, but it is also a rare good sentence, just this second half of the poem...

"Now I say Kunlun: Don't be so high, don't be so snowy. How can I draw the sword of the Heavenly Heaven and cut you into three pieces? One piece left behind, one piece given to the beauty, and one piece returned to the East. The world of peace is as cold and hot as the world."

After reading word by word, Li Yi already understood the reason why Hu Jinquan only wrote half of the text just now, and also understood the reason why he shook his head and sighed.

In the second half of the verse, the words of * are more straightforward, and they write down his views on the situation at that time and what he will fight for in the future. As soon as people see these words, the image of a revolutionary who is taller than the magnificent Kunlun suddenly appears in their hearts!

However, this statement seems a little out of place until now.

"Huh? I think this poem is very good. There are not so many metaphors. It just expresses my thoughts directly. The old man is indeed worthy of being an old man, just domineering! After reading this poem, four words popped up in my mind. If you don't agree, you'll do it! Nnd, Kunlun can be cut into three pieces. This competition is a shame! I will just say this today. I, Zhong Qi, went to the first prize, if you don't agree, you'll do it!"

After saying this, Zhong Qi glanced at Hu Jinquan's face and said to Li Yi:

"Li Yi, when will you go to your friend's house? I want to go with you, but there is no good thing to send. Then I'll draw a portrait of the old man. I think, based on my current level, I should still be able to show off, right?"

Zhong Qi was not so troublesome, but he was indeed scared by Hu Jinquan over the past month. Although the old man said just now that they could do whatever they wanted in the remaining three days, he always felt that it was not too safe, especially Li Yi suddenly jumped out of something serious. If the old man was wrong later and regretted it, wouldn’t the unlucky one become him? No, he still had to catch Li Yi, and it was safe to tie him up.

Li Yi was thinking about what he should give to, but how could he have such a weird idea to get Zhong Qi?

Therefore, when he heard that he was willing to draw a portrait of Grandpa Wang Haoqing, he was a little surprised, but he didn't think too much about it and nodded.

"I have two paintings and calligraphy, but I can't give you another one, but what should I give?"

"Didn't you give these two words to you? Okay, don't think about it here, hurry up and frame it, otherwise you won't be able to do it then and you won't be able to take the things out."

Li Yi thought for a long time, but he didn't think of what to give, so he had to temporarily press the idea, take the tools, and start mounting these two poems. In other words, here in Hu Jinquan, the studio of ordinary painters does not have the tools or materials to install, which is Li Yi. He asked to learn it, and now it finally came in handy.

After two hours of struggling, the two characters were framed and thrown aside to dry. Li Yi began to think about it. If it really didn't work, he would just write one character. Although it was definitely not as good as his master, it was a bit of thought.

"Come on, don't you know how to carve? I think you might as well just carve the image of the old man and then sway it under the portrait, which is a unique one, right?"

Li Yi's eyes lit up. This idea was good, but now it was a bit late. Now, he could only use cork, and the material was a little worse.

"It's enough to get my mind. Besides, you can't carve other materials now. If you want to make them in the future, you can just carve them when you learn to use other materials. However, based on your relationship, you should go there before your birthday, right? Otherwise, let's go over and take a look now, so as to leave some time for me, otherwise if you paint on the spot, I'm afraid something will happen."

Zhong Qi looked at Hu Jinquan who was resting with his eyes closed, fearing that the old man would open his mouth and leave him behind in the next moment, so he quickly encouraged Li Yi to escape from the cage that had been locked up for more than a month as soon as possible.

Li Yi thought about it and said, it would be embarrassing if he really wanted to carve it on the spot. If he couldn't succeed in one go, it would be embarrassing.

The two of them waited for a while, and after they had to do a little bit of the two words, they spread it flat on the back seat of the car, and then drove straight to Wang Haoqing's house.

"*'s "Nian Nujiao Kunlun"?"

Wang Haoqingzai carefully read the poem, and then called out the origin of the poem in one mouthful, which surprised Li Yi and the others.

"As a party member, of course you need to know more about these things than others. By the way, since Brother Zhong wants to paint a portrait of the old man, this photo is a bit inappropriate. Please wait for me to find a photo of my grandfather when he was young, so that it can be more heroic."

After a while, Wang Haoqing found an old photo.

"This is a photo of my grandparents. It was not easy to take a photo at that time, so they were dressed very solemnly. Look, is this suitable?"

The two of them took the photo and saw that the two above were both middle-aged and very energetic, but their expressions were a bit serious.
Chapter completed!