I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 380
"Surprised."

Huang Lei looked at Peng Yuchang with a serious face, as if he was very dissatisfied with Peng Yuchang's bluffing behavior just now.

Seeing the seriousness on Teacher Huang's face, Peng Yuchang pursed his lips immediately, and was about to apologize.

But in the next second, a smile appeared on Teacher Huang's face and he jokingly said to him:

"It almost scared you, Mr. He, into sitting in the footbath."

"You just sat in the footbath in fright."

He Jiong refuted Huang Lei's words, then turned to look at Peng Yuchang:
"Peng Zai, although you, Mr. Huang, deliberately frightened you, you still have to get rid of your sudden surprise in the future. You, Mr. Huang, are getting old, so you can't bear to be frightened."

He knew that Huang Lei was scaring Peng Zai, but he didn't expect that Peng Zai was really scared.

This kid is really stupid.

"I see, Mr. Huang, you are getting old, I will change it in the future, and try not to brag."

Peng Yuchang nodded seriously.

"I……"

The corner of Huang Lei's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes helplessly:
"Peng Zi, Mr. Huang, if I have a good or bad day someday, it will definitely be out of your stupidity."

This kid is really dead.

I've been shooting with them for a while, so why are you still so silly.

Can't you learn from Yixingduo and be promoted from a little sheep to a little wolf in sheep's clothing?

"Ha ha……"

He Jiong laughed when he heard what the two said.

"Peng Zai, you are so funny, so interesting, haha..."

He just said that to Peng Zai just to repay Huang Lei's sentence, but he didn't expect this kid to fight back for him.

He said it in a serious manner, as if he was really afraid of scaring Lao Huang into trouble.

He has seen many stupid children on variety shows, but Peng Zai is the only one who can be so stupid.

What a treasure.

"I……"

Peng Yuchang looked at Mr. He who was leaning forward and backward with a smile, blinked his eyes for a long time and only said one word, but there was no more to say.

There is nothing wrong with his words, why does Teacher He laugh like this?

The same is true for Mr. Huang, he is really thinking about his body, why would he say that if something happens, he will be fooled out of it?

He is not stupid, okay?

Peng Yuchang was full of grievances, but there was still a faint attachment to tearing up the video in his heart.

Let him see the funny scene between Ticong and the monkey, and the grievance in his heart will be dissipated.

"Are we still going to tear up the video?"

"According to the time of the journey back, Sa Cong should not have gotten off the plane yet. The old man asked us to rest early, and we will call him tomorrow."

While Huang Lei answered, he took his feet out of the footbath and dried them.

Who made them listen to the story just now and forget to contact Sa Cong.

Now the old man has already returned to his home, and reminded them to go to bed early, so they have to follow suit.

And judging from the time, Tie Cong may not have gotten off the plane yet, so even if they want to get in touch, they probably won't be able to get in touch.

They'd better get back in touch tomorrow morning.

As for Ye Qing in the house on the other side, when he got home, he followed the picture of the swan in his memory, and re-engraved that picture on the drawing paper with the paintbrush in his hand.

……

the next day.

As usual, after everyone followed the old man for an hour of exercise in the morning, Huang Lei and Yixing were making breakfast while the others waited in the yard.

But today's old man didn't wait with a few people after exercising.

A few minutes after the old man left empty-handed, he re-entered the mushroom house with a roll of drawing paper.

"Grandpa, what are you holding?"

Zhang Zifeng stood up curiously and approached.

She thought that grandpa was a little weird this morning and didn't wait with them.

It turned out to be going back to get something.

"Didn't I talk about the swan picture I gave An Tusheng yesterday, so I drew it for you after I went back last night."

Ye Qing gave the painting in his hand to Zifeng while speaking.

If An Tusheng hadn't been mentioned yesterday, he wouldn't have remembered the swan painting.

Now that you have memorized it, let’s draw it for these children to see.

"You drew it."

He Jiong couldn't wait to stand up and greet the old man when he heard the old man's words, and opened the scroll with Zhang Zifeng.

When the others heard it, they all gathered around the two of them.

As the picture scroll opened, everyone's eyes widened and their mouths opened at the same time.

Good guy, this painting can only be described as unusually beautiful.

If it is only used as an illustration for a fairy tale, it would be too wasteful.

In a pond, a few ducks looked up at the swans with snow-white wings in the sun, their eyes seemed to be full of envy.

As for the swan in the sky, its tail seems to have a few black feathers that haven't completely molted.

But it is so noble and beautiful under the sun.

Especially the body of the swan under the sunlight, the sunlight lingers on the swan like the holy light in the novel.

It has to be said that the picture drawn by the old man is simply perfect.

Everyone was immersed in this beautiful and perfect painting, and they didn't know what words to use to praise it.

The audience in the live broadcast room also widened their eyes after seeing the painting.

"Is this the swan from the ugly duckling story?"

"Fuck, this painting is so beautiful."

"Using such a painting as an illustration for a fairy tale is simply too wasteful."

"I understand the reason why An Tusheng didn't use the old man's painting. The old man used such a perfect and beautiful swan as An Tusheng's transformation, but no one in this world deserves such a long-awaited transformation."

"Yeah, the beauty of this swan, An Tusheng has not yet become a dazzling existence, he will only feel ashamed when he sees such expectations, how can he make this painting into an illustration."

"But I have to say that the old man's painting is too beautiful. No matter how you look at it, the old man is definitely the world's top painter."

"I dare say that this painting is definitely more valuable than those famous paintings."

"Our old man is simply the most perfect man created by God."

While the audience was feeling emotional, they all posted the painting on the Internet one after another.

At the same time, those who saw the old man's paintings on the Internet were also shocked.

What most people don't expect is that this painting is actually an illustration for Andersen's The Ugly Duckling Story.

They also had the same idea, and felt that the old man was too reckless to use such a painting as an illustration.

……

in the mushroom house.

"Master, your painting is so beautiful."

"It can't be described as beautiful at all. It should be that this painting is too perfect."

"Yes, whether it is the feeling of the painting or the basic skills of painting, it can be regarded as a masterpiece that shocked the world."

"Such a perfect painting is really not suitable for use in a fairy tale book."

After everyone was shocked for a moment, they found their voices and expressed their praise.

Such paintings are really not ordinary masterpieces.

Paintings like this should be in a museum, or in a collector's collection, not in a book of fairy tales.

"There's nothing out of place."

Ye Qing looked at He Jiong and replied.

He knew that these children simply thought that the painting was too beautiful to appear in a storybook.

But he doesn't think so.

When he was thinking of drawing an illustration for that child, he felt that this painting was tailor-made for the story of An Tu giving birth to the child and the ugly duckling.

He wanted to let everyone see the brilliance of that child, and believe that all the hardships in the world will eventually change.

"No matter how beautiful an object is, it's just an object. It can't replace the expectations and emotions I placed. My old man, this painting is one of expectation and the other is encouragement. It's a pity that the child puts that expectation more seriously, so he feels ashamed I don't think it's good enough to be a swan in a painting."

"Anyone who sees such a beautiful swan will feel unworthy."

While Huang Lei was speaking, his eyes were looking at the lingering sunlight on the body of the swan in the painting.

Using such a holy and noble swan to describe myself, I am afraid that few people in this world can compare.

Although the old man's purpose contained encouragement to An Tusheng.

But who can really transform into a perfect swan?

(End of this chapter)