After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

[Textbook? What textbook]

[It seems that Qi Linqing contributed hundreds of lost traditional Chinese painting techniques to the Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Association]

[...Fuck, I just came back from Baidu]

[Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Association is really fried chicken, it is the only Chinese painting and calligraphy hobby agency certified by the state]

[This textbook has now become a must-buy textbook for the Chinese Painting Department of major art academies]

[Master Qi is the pendant! ! ]

[This ⒘Chen is blowing hard, and those who said that Qi Linqing is not great enough can come out and be recommended by ⒘

[If this is not great...]

[Support domestic products! ! ]

[Buy, buy, buy]

So when the textbook was officially listed, whether it was online shopping platforms such as Dangdang and Orange Software, or offline bookstores, they were all sold out in a short time.

A bookstore video posted on Douyin went viral.

According to the clerk in the video, since last night, there have been a steady stream of phone calls ⒔ to inquire whether there is a textbook book for Qi Linqing's Department of Lian Nao Qian.

After getting the affirmative answer from the clerk.

At 7:30 in the morning, this small bookstore, which is located in a remote part of the city and is usually unattended, just opened the iron fence, and a crowd of people rushed in outside the door.

They stepped on their feet, ran madly, grabbed the book, scanned the code and paid, and left.

There was even a girl who bought twenty books at once.

The clerk was really incredible, "This is a reference book, are you sure you want to buy so many?"

"Yeah. No change." The girl simply dropped the money and turned around, holding the book.

Clerk: "???"

His expression seemed to say wordlessly that this group of people seemed to have that serious illness.

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha]

[Buy him]

[Chong Chong Chong! ]

[I would like to call it Master Qi]

[People chasing stars are so crazy now. Other star fans are buying album endorsement products. Let's buy Chinese painting textbooks. Isn't this high-end and high-end? ]

[The pattern, this is called the pattern]

[From the first day I became a fan of Qi Linqing, the word pattern has been deeply imprinted in my soul]

[Buy and it's over]

Because it is a niche book of traditional Chinese painting, the publisher originally had a conservative estimate of sales.

Unexpectedly, the stock is sold out overnight, and even the supplies originally scheduled for major universities have been snapped up.

As a result, the president had to come forward and appeal to everyone: "Consume rationally! Please leave the book to those in need!!"

Qi Linqing didn't care much about these comments on the Internet.

At the end of the semester, he had a lot of free time, and he often came to B University to find Zhong Chen.

evening.

They took a walk downstairs in the apartment.

In the early winter of December, the wind was bleak. The streets are deserted and deserted, and probably few people are willing to go out in such weather.

Thanks to the weather, the two do not need to wear masks or hats to cover them.

At the end of the street, a new milk tea shop was opened where the two small Anzhe fled to the Pleiades.

Even in the cold winter, its business is still extremely hot.

What's more striking is that the clerk in the store is all big muscular hunks.

There was a long queue at the door, and a dozen or so hungry brothers squatted aside and waited for the order.

Qi Linqing glanced at it as he passed by and remembered that this was Zhong Chen's new store.

After several months of expansion and development, Tea Mist Yumo has quickly spread throughout City B, breaking the historical record of the fastest expansion of milk tea shops.

Several girls came out holding paper cups and took out their phones excitedly to take pictures.

"The packaging of this national style milk tea shop is also very nice!!"

"Moreover, the pattern of Mug Mountain in each different series is different."

"I like the landscape painting printed on this signature cup the most. It seems to be called "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape", right?"

The cashier looked up and saw them, his eyes brightened.

Then all the macho shop assistants bowed out neatly and shouted, "Hello, big brother!"

Zhong Chen: "..."

May there be no more social deaths in the world.

The scene was a bit spectacular for a while.

Everyone turned their heads and looked out, wanting to see who the "big brother" was in the clerk's mouth.

And Zhong Chen had already fleeing the scene while pulling Qi Linqing with a black face.

Qi Linqing looked at the fire on the back of his **** and smiled lowly: "Obviously you are the big boss, why do you see the employees running away?"

"Hehe." The corner of Zhong Chen's mouth twitched, "It's time to train the staff again. Wait for the customer to report my shop."

Qi Linqing touched his head lightly.

The roadside stall sells roasted sweet potatoes and fried chestnuts.

In the dense fog of night, the aroma pours out, making people lose their noses.

Qi Linqing walked over and bought a bag each and held it in his hand.

"How do you know I want to eat?" Zhong Chen asked in surprise.

If nothing happened to Qi Linqing: "Guess it."

Zhong Chen was stunned.

When they visited the Lantern Festival night market together in their previous life, Qi Linqing remembered that he also bought a bag of sweet-fried chestnuts for the other party. There are also candied haws.

Eating while walking, I lost a lot on the road.

The cheeks of the young boy who followed him were bulging and eating non-stop.

When I walked out of the night market, there was not much left in a bag of chestnuts.

At that time, he also teased whether his apprentice was reincarnated as a hamster.

"Fried chestnuts, fragrant fried chestnuts come—"

The stall owner shouted loudly to solicit customers.

The cold wind rustled, Zhong Chen shrank his neck subconsciously. He is a typical person who wants demeanor but not temperature. In city B, which is approaching below zero, he still only wears a coat over his shirt. The clothes are crisp, but thin.

After walking so few steps, his ears were red with cold.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Zhong Chen is not so cold.

Qi Linqing sternly said, "I asked you to wear more clothes when I went out."

Zhong Chen Yuguang glanced at the appearance of the person beside him wrapped in a thick down jacket, scarf and gloves.

He knew that it was not that Qi Linqing was afraid of the cold, but that the other party was afraid of the cold in the previous life.

"Next time, definitely."

Qi Linqing stuffed the sweet potato into his hand and said, "Let's go back."

Zhong Chen was still a little reluctant.

At this moment, he hoped that the road would be endlessly long.

The sweet potatoes were hot, like a stove, and after a while, Zhong Chen's hands returned to normal temperature.

He held the sweet potato with his right hand and Qi Linqing with his left hand.

Qi Linqing's hands were rough, with hard calluses.

He rubbed it twice, and couldn't help scratching the palm of his opponent's hand.

"Don't make trouble." Qi Linqing withdrew his hand.

Zhong Chen does not cure boredom.

He turned his head away, ⑺Looking forward to You Lu Chuubu Fu kind of quiet and arrogant disease slowly casts in the garden without arrogance

And the next moment.

The warm, soft fabric touches from the neck, and it is crisp and numb. It attacks the body quickly like an electric current.

Zhong Chen lowered his head and saw the smoky gray striped scarf around his neck.

Qi Linqing encircled him earnestly, patted him on the shoulder, and held his left hand again.

"Let's go."

"Oh……"

Zhong Chen seems to have just recovered.

The scarf bulged very high, covering Zhong Chen's chin and lips.

When the tip of the nose touched it, I could smell Qi Linqing's body.

Faint, like grape oolong tea with ice in summer. Through this scent, he could even feel a thin layer of water vapor condensed on the glass cup with tea.

Qi Linqing never uses perfume.

But Zhong Chen felt that he smelled good.

Even on the bed.

The smell of sweating after exercise is also different from the common male hormones.

Zhong Chen licked it, it was a bit salty. I don't hate it at all.

When he walked downstairs to the apartment, Qi Linqing walked into the convenience store and bought two sausages.

He handed Zhong Chen one.

Zhong Chen said strangely: "Did you not like to eat this kind of greasy food before?"

"Well, but every time I see you eat deliciously, I also want to try it."

Qi Linqing took a bite, not forgetting to take out a paper towel to wipe the dripping oil stains.

After eating the grilled sausages, throw the bamboo skewers into the trash can not far away.

middle.

This action was made by him, and Zhong Chen could not turn his eyes away.

After Zhong Chen realized, he felt very speechless for himself.

Qi Linqing said: "The taste is really good."

He turned around, saw the shiny color on Zhong Chen's lips, and took out a piece of paper to wipe it off.

However, Zhong Chen stood on tiptoe first and kissed him.

A kiss of intestines.

The meat is fragrant.

Shock flashed in Qi Linqing's eyes.

He is a bit hygienic, and he basically brushes his teeth and rinses his mouth every time he and Zhong Chen do this kind of thing.

But after trying, Qi Linqing found that he could actually accept it.

"Go upstairs."

"Um."

"Why haven't you lost this tulip?"

"Tsk, don't you understand, I want to make it into immortal dried flowers."

"It doesn't have to be this way."

"what?"

"I planted a turmeric garden. It is better to live than to die."

"you're right."

Shashi, antique market.

In the plain-looking incense candle shop, the young man tore open the plastic paper and opened the book.

The book is a new book.

A line of Song-style characters is printed on the cover of the numbered musical notation: "A Complete Collection of Lost Traditional Chinese Painting Techniques"

Author: Qi Linqing

Huaxia Painting and Calligraphy Publishing House

The fat man murmured, "I queued up for an hour and bought it for you. There is an extra cost for running errands."

The youth was expressionless: "WeChat sent you a red envelope."

The fat man was overjoyed, holding his cell phone contentedly and clicking on it.

Next second.

"Wait? 0.52? Now the price of spicy strips has gone up, you ⒎⑵蜇つ亍! He staged a Sichuan Opera change on the ground.

"Now that the industry is in a recession, the new year will be closed right away, so save some money." The young man said as he took out a box of Zhonghua from his pocket.

The fat man was so angry that the flesh on both sides of his cheeks was shaking.

Okay, you smoke Zhonghua and feed me northwest wind.

"Slumping ass. I think there is still an original "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" hidden in your house! If you sell that painting, let alone a southern school, you will be enough to make ten more." The fat man snorted coldly.

The young man was amused abruptly with a cigarette in his mouth.

He took a couple of mouthfuls, puffed out fog, and unhurriedly flicked the soot.

"Who told you that it was authentic?"

Fatty: "???"

"If it's not the real thing, how do you put it in the bulletproof glass cabinet? I don't read much, don't lie to me."

The young man shook his chest with a smile while eating a cigarette.

"Stupid fat guy, if it's true, we'll go to jail now."

Fatty: "..."

This is the base of the Nanpai Zhengyuan lineage.

After thousands of years, the foundation of the Southern School is solid, and the collection is quite rich.

Many valuable beams were even thrown in the warehouse.

The fat man was shocked when he saw the "Ten Thousand Miles of Landscape" at first glance.

He believes that this is the real thing.

At that time, the fat man still sighed secretly that his family members were really so powerful that even the national treasures in the Palace Museum could steal the sky.

"Which master's imitation is that? I think it can be faked."

The young man shook the book in his hand and said, "Hey, his."

"Fuck, Qi Linqing?!" The fat man took a breath.

"We found this painting in his safe last time. I thought it might be a parody left by his master or someone, but now it seems..." The young man's eyes grew deeper and deeper.