Chapter 8 Drunken Horse Painting Party

When Zixuan was fourteen, she was engaged.

Zixuan was eighteen years old and married into the Gu family. In the same year, Zimo's brother founded the "Drunken Horse Painting Club" and borrowed the first floor of the "Misty Rain Building" from his sister as the venue for the event.

When Zixuan was nineteen, she had already started running to "Yanyu Tower" every day, and she and her husband were almost separated in two places. In the same year, she saw Zimo's "Drunken Horse Painting Group", got to know "One Strange and Three Weirds", and met Mei Ruohong. It seemed like

He is very fond of Mei Ruohong.

Zixuan twenty-two...

It's March again in spring, and pear blossoms are blooming everywhere. Zixuan is sitting on the second floor of Yanyu Building, on a mahogany easy chair, holding a book of "Book of Changes" in his hand, and a cup of Bi on the small table beside him.

There is snow falling in the pond, and a crystal cup as clear as water is filled with the crystal petals of pear blossoms as white as the moon.

Today is also the day when the "Drunken Horse Painting Club" gathers. Mei Ruohong rides a bicycle and heads towards Yanyu Tower with his new "masterpiece". He can't wait to show this painting to his companions. This is what he has done in his own painting.

He captured a very beautiful and unique sunrise in his residence "Shuiyunjian", and he turned it into a "sunrise" on paper. What a masterpiece! He wanted to show this painting to his friends,

Especially for Zimo and Zixuan!

Mei Ruohong was just like this, thinking about his "sunrise", thinking about Zimo's friendship, thinking about the party at Yanyulou, thinking about Zixuan's chicness... He walked through the alleys, across the roads, and passed through the streets.

A bridge, suddenly I felt something shiny in front of my eyes

There were flashes of light on a bridge in front of him. When he took a closer look, he saw a young girl wearing an orange floral top and an orange skirt. She was leaning on the railing and looking into the distance. The girl seemed to have noticed something and turned around.

I met Mei Ruohong face to face.

Oh my god! Mei Ruohong was "shocked". How could there be such a stunning woman in the world? She should be brought to Yanyu Tower for everyone to see! As he thought, he kept looking back at the beauty, but he didn't expect to take a good look at her.

The road ahead.

"Xiaowei, be careful with the bicycle! Be careful!"

"oops!"

At some point, a little boy appeared in front of his car, holding a kite. Mei Ruohong quickly swerved the front of the car to avoid the child, but he hit a bridge pillar, and he and the car fell to the ground. He couldn't care less about the pain.

, he saw his masterpiece rolling out of the car basket and falling under the bridge.

"Oh, my painting! My painting! My sunrise! My masterpiece!"

The painting was genuine, and the content of the painting was the same as the sunrise on the lake.

He stamped his feet and sighed again, feeling extremely sad. When he turned around, he saw the beautiful girl who caused him to crash the car and throw away the painting, holding the little boy who "co-involved in the accident". They all had their eyes wide open and looked at it strangely.

Hold him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa""""

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The way Mei Ruohong sighed made the beautiful girl burst into laughter. She held the little boy named Xiaowei and said with a smile: "Obviously it was you who was looking around, and you almost bumped into my brother... One picture is gone."

It’s gone, what’s the big deal!”

"Alas, that is the most satisfying painting in my life. Who knows if I can see a sunrise like that and then paint a sunrise like that!"

The "strange" look on the girl's face became even stronger. She lowered her head and said to her younger brother, "Xiaowei, do you know what is the most popular in Hangzhou?"

"I don't know."

"We in Hangzhou have lots of water! Lots of bridges! Lots of trees! Lots of flowers! And what's more? There are lots of painters! If you bump into one, you'll bump into a painter!"

Interesting! This is Mei Ruohong's idea. A delicate and delicate girl has such a smart mouth, quick reactions and no shyness. He likes such a woman!

If she could be included in the painting, it might be another masterpiece! Mei Ruohong stared at the girl and couldn't help but think so.

Mei Ruohong loves painting and is obsessed with painting. He wants to paint every day and night. Painting a masterpiece is his happiest thing. Now that he has met such a beautiful girl, he still thinks about painting.

"Anyway, since you let my painting escape into the West Lake, we can't just let it go. How about we make friends?"

"Friend? Who is your friend?" The girl glared at the man angrily.

"Yes, yes, of course we are friends." Mei Ruohong nodded eagerly, "Of course we are friends. Not only are we friends, I also want to introduce you to my friends. Our Drunken Horse Painting Club is held every Monday and Wednesday.

Wudu is painting in Yanyu Tower, would you like to come with me to Yanyu Tower and let everyone paint you?"

"Drunken Horse Painting Club?" Qianqian's interest was piqued: "So you are from the Drunken Horse Painting Club? Is it Su Zimo's Drunken Horse Painting Club?"

"Do you recognize Zimo?"

"No, I don't recognize him, but he is so famous!" Qianqian said with a look of admiration. "My father often buys his paintings and says he is the most talented among the new generation of painters in Hangzhou! Even foreigners collect his paintings.

!”

"Yes! He is so blessed that he became famous as a teenager!"

Mei Ruohong thought about Zimo, and her tone became more enthusiastic: "Since you know Su Zimo, of course you understand that I am not a bad person, let's go! Follow me to Yanyu Tower, go right away!"

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This is the encounter between Mei Ruohong and Du Qianqian. Mei Ruohong was amazed by such a stunning woman, and his chest was full of "inspiration". In order to let everyone see this stunning woman, and to ensure that his painting was not ruined in vain, he exerted all his strength

After trying many tricks, Du Qianqian was finally brought to Yanyu Tower.

As soon as he entered the front yard, he said loudly: "Everyone! I have found a great model for you! Everyone, stop for a moment... I will introduce to you, Du Qianqian!"

"What model? I didn't promise you to be a model!" Du Qianqian frowned and glanced at the few people holding easels in the courtyard. Looking at the direction they were facing, she looked up and saw a man with a unique and gorgeous temperament.

The incomparable woman was sitting leisurely on the platform on the second floor.

The woman noticed her gaze, raised a pair of eyes as dark as paint, and looked at her. A smile spread from her lips to her eyes, and her whole person was suddenly full of charm, so gorgeous that it made people breathless.

Oh my God, she is so beautiful. Du Qianqian couldn't help but feel her ears warm and her heart beat fast. It actually made my heart, a woman's, beat fast.

"Just like Zixuan, as long as he is standing or leaning against the beautiful pavilions and pavilions, with the lakes and mountains as the background, he is that kind of model. You are so beautiful, if you are included in the painting, it will definitely be a masterpiece!" Mei Ruohong

He pulled Zimo anxiously and asked Zimo anxiously: "Zimo, do you think so?"

Zimo smiled and looked Qianqian up and down, his eyes full of praise and his lips full of smiles. Qianqian couldn't help but look at Zimo. She didn't expect that this famous painter was still so young. He

Among the men in the room, he was the only one wearing a suit. He looked elegant, suave and charming. "Du Qianqian?" Zimo asked, "Are you Du Shiquan's daughter?"

"Yes!" Qianqian was pleasantly surprised: "Do you recognize my father?"

"I don't know him. But your father is so famous in Hangzhou! He is a giant in the aviation industry!"

"It's not a giant, it's just a few ships!" Qianqian said hurriedly.

"Wow!" A tall and thin man exclaimed: "It turns out to be Du Qianqian, the most famous lady from a famous family in Hangzhou! Ruohong, how come you have the ability to find Du Qianqian? You are really a genius!" As he said, he said

Come forward and take a closer look at Qianqian.

"More than a genius? He's simply outstanding!" Another man in a red shirt said.

"More than just excellent? It's almost immortal!" said another man in a gray cloth gown. For a moment, all the men in the room gathered around, commenting on Qianqian, praising her, asking questions, and introducing themselves.

.

"I'm Ye Ming!" the tall man said.

"I'm Shen Zhiwen!" Red Shirt said.

"I'm Lu Xiushan!" Hui Changshan said.

"If you're not busy, how can you make it clear that she's like this?" Zimo stepped in and said to Qianqian, "Let me introduce it to you!" He pointed at each one and said, "I'm Su Zimo, then.

Sitting on the second floor is my sister Su Zixuan. There will be six men and one woman in our painting. Among the six men, except for me and Ruohong, we call them "one strange and three strange". One strange is

Refers to Zhong Shuqi, because there is the word "Qi" in his name. The three strange people are Ye Ming, Shen Zhiwen and Lu Xiushan. In fact, they are not strange. Just because they want to echo that strange thing, they are called the three.

Weird. Among these three weirdos, Zhong Shuqi is the most principled and the most individual. You see, he is not moved by your beauty at all, and is still working hard at painting! As for Mei Ruohong, he is one of the members of our painting group.

You already know the most talented one, so there is no need to introduce her. Our painting group has strong yang and yin, and you are welcome to join us and become the second woman in the group!"

Zixuan stood up from the second floor, leaned against the railing and frowned slightly. She drank up the Bitan Piaoxue in the teacup in one gulp, then threw the jade-like white porcelain teacup towards Zimo's head: "Brother, the beauty is here, but...

Forgot the love of brotherhood. I don’t know when I became a part of your painting group."

Zimo reached out and took the porcelain cup that was used as the murder weapon, and smiled slyly: "You eat in Yanyu Tower, live in Yanyu Tower, you are always there at every party, and they often use you to draw pictures, even if you are not

A person from an art guild is better than a person from an art guild!"

"What? Is it possible that I have become an accessory to my Yanyu Tower? But with this beautiful and classic Du Qianqian, I can finally retire."

"Zixuan is jealous!" Zhong Shuqi, who was called "Yiqi" spoke up. His eyes always stayed on Zixuan.

"I just want to make her jealous!" Mei Ruohong shouted loudly: "She is usually a girl, but she has become the Madam Ozhai in the painting group, and she has become lawless for us!"

"Mei Ruohong," Zixuan said with a smile, "I don't know who has spoiled you into lawlessness."

"Who doesn't know that our ice and snow goddess Zixuan only favors a poor boy like you? Now that you say this, do you still have a conscience?" Zimo also smiled, and this smile was very similar to Zixuan's.

kind.

"I have all kinds of hearts! Black heart, painstaking heart, heartache, love... I just lack a conscience!" Although Mei Ruohong shuddered at the sight, he answered quickly.

Everyone in the room laughed, and Zixuan also laughed. Qianqian looked at this, looked at that, she had never been in contact with such a group of people, so wild and unrestrained. She was infected by this happy atmosphere,

I couldn't help but feel envious of that "Mrs. Yazhai" Wang Zixuan.

The emotion of envy. Living among such a bunch of men, she is like a little red in the green bush. She is so happy to be "appreciated" by so many "painters". Qianqian's "envy" seems to come too early. Everyone
To be continued...