Nian You was very disdainful of Xue'er. He squinted his eyes and said unhurriedly:

"If you hug this pet dog, treat it well, and feed it, can you pet it into a magical dog? What a crazy dream!"

Xue'er seemed to understand his contemptuous words and kept barking at him.

Woof woof woof...

"Okay, Xue'er, he, Nian You, doesn't think highly of your abilities, so you have to show him a good performance. If you find someone early, you can shut him up."

He Xiang was comforted again.

However, no matter how He Xiang tried to comfort him, Xueer yelled at Nian You even more fiercely.

"It's so noisy!" He Xiang and Yu Fei yelled all the way and looked at Nian You in disgust. Nian You saw that he was almost able to withdraw, so he went home on the grounds that he made Xue'er too noisy.

As soon as he withdrew, Xueer shut up and her dark eyes were hooded, as if to say: If he doesn't leave, I don't want this little vocal cord anymore.

He Xiang and Yu Fei held Xueer in their arms and swaggered into the gate of Ji'an No. 6 Middle School, really challenging the concierge's professional bottom line.

"Hey - you two stop!"

The concierge didn't even have time to put down his brush and chased after him with his brush raised.

"You two - stop! It's time now, the second class in the morning has ended, and you just came? And you carried a small animal into the school.

You are late and have violated school discipline, and yet you dare to walk into the school gate like this?"

He Xiang gave a beautiful smile, his big eyes were shining, and he replied sweetly:

"Uncle Zhang, it's me, He Xiang!"

Uncle Zhang scratched his head with the hand holding the brush. When he came down, the tip of the brush made a long stroke on his face. The cold feeling reminded him of something:

"Oh, I remembered that there is a person named He Xiang and Yu Fei. Vice Principal Ma said that you can enter and exit the school freely without any request for leave."

Yu Fei didn't look like her usual cold face, she smiled instantly:

"Grandpa Zhang, I am Yu Fei."

The guard, Grandpa Zhang, waved to them and said:

"Come on, come in!"

There are urgent things to do now. What can I say to the chatty old man? Yu Fei raised her feet and was about to leave. He Xiang looked at the long line of ink from the temples of her grandfather and softened her heart. She winked and asked him to follow Zhang.

Grandpa enters the house.

After the two of them were let into the house by Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Zhang didn't look in the mirror. He grabbed a towel and wiped it. Some of the skin was red, but he still hadn't finished wiping off the brush marks.

He Xiang watched the grandfather's cute actions, then took the towel and wiped him clean.

Grandpa was so happy that he danced and said:

"You - the big-eyed girl's name is He Xiang, and you - the tall boy's name is Yu Fei. I couldn't remember your lives or genders at that time.

You said it's not good to call you a girl, because it has to be a boy's name. And you, Yu Fei, sound like a girl.

I...I couldn't remember your names at that time. I couldn't tell you apart, so I memorized them by rote. Hey - do you know how I remembered your names in the end?"

"How do you remember it?" The two parties looked at Grandpa Zhang, but Grandpa Zhang looked at a painting on the wall above the bed.

He Xiang: "Grandpa Zhang, is this a New Year picture?"

Grandpa Zhang lovingly touched He Xiang’s round head:

"Yes, it's a New Year picture. Do you know the name of the picture?"

The name of the painting? The two of them looked carefully at it, and saw a festive fat girl with a round face, riding on a big fat fish, holding a lotus in her hand...

Yu Fei looked at the painting, then at He Xiang, and said with a rare smile:

"He Xiang, if you styled your hair like that, put on a red bow, and smiled at the same angle as hers, you and she would be twins."

When Yu Fei said this, Grandpa Zhang suddenly realized:

"Yes, He Xiang, you look just like the festive girl doll in the New Year painting. When I remember your names, I just followed the name of the painting. I didn't know you were so similar to the girl in the painting."

He Xiang: "Grandpa Zhang, you mentioned the name of this painting twice. What is it called?"

Grandpa Zhang looked at He Xiang, then at Yu Fei, and said word by word:

"Fish - fat - lotus - fragrant."

After Grandpa Zhang finished speaking, he wrote these four words on the rough paper.

He Xiang and Yu Fei came over. Not to mention Grandpa Zhang’s writing skills, these four words were enough for them to ponder for a while.

Fish fat - Yu Fei, lotus fragrance - He Xiang, are all homophones? Is it such a coincidence?

The two of them said goodbye to Grandpa Zhang in a hurry. Before going out, they both turned to look at the painting. No wonder Grandpa Zhang remembered our names based on the names of the paintings!

Following He Xiang and Yu Fei, the two thousand-year-old monsters who flew into the concierge were also stunned for a moment, their brows were brought together, and their beards were blowing:

"Wang Lanting, what do you think?"

Wang Xizhi glanced at the words written on the paper spread by Grandpa Zhang and murmured to himself:

"The wonderful way of writing is that the spirit is the most important, followed by the form and quality. Only those who have both can be introduced to the ancients. And this character has neither form nor spirit..."

"Hey--that's too much. Did I mean writing?"

Wang Youjun was puzzled: "You ask a calligrapher what's going on? I can only talk about calligraphy. Excuse me, is there anything wrong with my answer?"

Wu Daozi was so angry that he jumped up and down: "You clearly know that what I asked about is not calligraphy, just like you don't like to ask me about painting on weekdays. I...I am talking about your disciple He Xiang! They and that

Is it related to the New Year pictures?”

Wang Xizhi thought thoughtfully: "Don't you ask knowingly? You know that I don't like to ask you about your paintings, but you still use this painting as an excuse?"

Wu Daozi flicked the duster left and right with his hand a few times to dust off the painting, put away the duster again, straightened his clothes, bowed solemnly to the New Year painting several times, straightened his body and said:

"Can other paintings compare with this painting? Did you know that this is called a New Year painting? For thousands of years, every Spring Festival, the most solemn festival, has been posted on the wall of every household to symbolize a good harvest in the coming year.

There are fish all year round. The meaning of the lotus is: purity, steadfastness, auspiciousness, and the meaning of the fish is: harmony, happiness, and freedom.

If you think about it again, the New Year paintings that have been worshiped by thousands of households for thousands of years, how powerful their cultural holy power must be!

If you think about it again, just when we were eager to find the successor of the cultural holy power, we found He Xiang - He Xiang without any bias, and then followed her and met Yu Fei - Yu Fei!

This New Year painting appeared so early. Does this reveal the origins of He Xiang and Yu Fei?"

Wang Xizhi looked through Grandpa Zhang's calligraphy impatiently, and then replied: "They are just two ordinary students, what is their origin?"

Wu Daozi hated the idea of ​​beating around the bush, seeing through but not telling, and being a cunning villain. He angrily pulled Wang Xizhi's hair and reasoned:
Chapter completed!