After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

Mr. Xu was a little surprised when he saw this.

The answer to the last question is his Tang Dynasty painting theory extracted from an unearthed ancient book. The director asked him to say that he wanted the remote knowledge of the unpopular minority, and Mr. Xu provided it to the other party.

Qi Linqing knew the answer, and Mr. Xu was not surprised.

But how did Zhong Chen know?

Did Qi Linqing tell him in advance?

Moderator: "It seems that Mr. Zhong knows a lot about ancient Chinese painting. Then can you also know Chinese painting?"

Zhong Chen glanced at the person beside him and replied: "I won't, just talk about soldiers on paper."

The host hurriedly said: "That's also very powerful."

After the two were off the field, the contestants had different expressions and mixed feelings.

They were very confident in themselves. But now this confidence has been hit hard by reality.

It doesn’t matter if I can’t compare to Qi Linqing, now even Qi Linqing’s internet celebrity boyfriend can’t compare...

On the other hand, Qi Linqing sat back on the board of judges and discussed a few words with Mr. Xu Lao, and learned that this theory is now known to many people.

It was not created by Qi Linqing, it is normal to spread around the world.

Qi Linqing let out a sigh of relief, and drove out the strange and unbelievable thoughts he had just now.

How could Zhong Chen be Liang Luoduan? Sure enough, it was just his illusion.

...

During the intermission of the recording program, the players were drinking tea and chatting in the background.

Liu Cangdong turned on his phone, opened the Chinese Painting Forum in a customary place, and browsed the top HOT answer post.

At this moment, someone passing by, glanced at his phone screen and suddenly looked surprised:

"It's a coincidence, it turns out that you are also reading this poster's teaching post."

Liu Cangdong nodded and said, "I can learn a lot of knowledge."

"Yes!"

"After reading this post, I feel that my drawing skills seem to have improved."

The man was very excited to discuss with him the techniques of teaching inside.

Several players around heard their discussion and joined in one after another.

"Eh, is that the teaching post of **** Chinese Painting Forum?"

"I know too."

"..."

Gan Yishan sat on the sofa, carefully sorting out painting tools.

There were also many women present. But she is the youngest and beautiful, which has attracted the attention of many people.

Coupled with her solid painting skills, she is also rich in theoretical knowledge. In the two rounds of the competition just now, her score ranked excellent.

The brown-haired girl sat down beside Gan Yishan with an enthusiastic smile on her face: "Which university are you a student?"

Gan Yishan: "I just graduated from high school and haven't gone to college yet."

Brown-haired girl: "..."

The director did not hide the fact that Gan Yishan was Qi Linqing's apprentice, but revealed this relationship as suspense in the next link.

The players got dementia directly after they knew it.

What?

Qi Linqing started accepting disciples when he was only 18 years old? ?

What's more frightening is that his apprentice is even better than most of the players...

The brown-haired girl murmured: "Impossible."

She still couldn't believe it subconsciously.

She would rather believe that Gan Yishan was an apprentice taught by a generation of masters, and she felt better than Qi Linqing's apprentice.

The fat man squinted his eyes and stared at Gan Yishan and said, "I think this girl is a bit familiar."

Brown-haired girl: "How to say?"

The fat man frowned, "I always feel as if I have seen her somewhere..."

Someone next to me interrupted and said: "I also have an impression of her. This girl has won the ink cup competition before."

The fat man remembered between the flashing lights.

"Her grandfather is a very famous master of traditional Chinese painting, Gan Ruocheng!"

As soon as this remark came out, the players were suddenly surprised.

"No wonder."

"Dare to love is not from Qilin Puritanism, but from her family's origins since she was a child."

Liu Cangdong heard this and retorted: "I have never heard of Gan Ruocheng's name. As far as painting skills are concerned, Qi Linqing teaches her more than enough."

"I just went to Baidu. I saw the pictures of the girl's paintings that took part in the Youth Ink Cup contest two years ago. The quality is honestly average. But she can achieve such an achievement now. Do you really think it's just a coincidence?"

Everyone thought of the paintings that Qi Linqing had just made on the spot, and they were all silent now.

Variety filming continues.

On the stage, in addition to the comment section, the judges are also quite boring to sit.

Mr. Xu pulled Qi Linqing and chatted for a while.

Mr. Xu is too lazy to talk to the juniors on weekdays, but he likes to chat with Qi Linqing very much.

This kid is very knowledgeable, and a few words of exchange can make a lot of gains.

Mr. Xu sighed softly.

After waiting for a while, Mr. Xu couldn't help asking questions that he had long doubted in his heart:

"Xiao Qi, is that you who posted on the Chinese Painting Forum?"

Qi Linqing: "..."

He wanted to hide from Mr. Xu, who would have thought that he would be stabbed off the horse by the other party himself.

Qi Linqing paused, and simply admitted: "Well, it's me."

Mr. Xu snorted, "It really is you."

Qi Linqing: "How do you know it's me?"

Mr. Xu: "Don't underestimate my old man. I stayed up until midnight for several days and read all your posts. People with profound knowledge of Chinese painting like this in China, besides Mo Mingxuan and you, I can't think of any more Who."

Qi Linqing: "..."

Mr. Xu touched his beard and smiled: "I know that Mo Mingxuan can't post online. After thinking about it, there is only you."

By the way, Yan Nan and the others who heard their conversation were a little frightened.

Mr. Xu... actually compare Qi Linqing and Mo Mingxuan, the most respected and respected top masters of Chinese painting?

Mr. Xu is thinking.

Now everyone's ability to bear genius is too weak. He knows that Qi Linqing has always been questioned by outsiders because of his good looks and age.

He didn't want to let Qi Linqing such a bright pearl covered in dust.

Mr. Xu thought for a while and asked Qi Linqing: "Do you mind if others learn the identity of the person who posted you?"

Qi Linqing: "It's okay."

The only thing he didn't want him to know was Mr. Xu.

Now that the other party knows it, he doesn't care.

But with Qi Linqing's character, he would never take the initiative to announce the identity of the poster.

Mr. Xu knows this well, so he deliberately used a trick on the show.

He pretended to want to look at the backstage of Qi Linqing's forum, and then he raised his phone and dangled it in front of the camera intentionally.

The scene of the judges will be rebroadcast on the stage LED projection screen in real time.

At this time, the players in the audience were all stunned when they saw this scene.

Liu Cangdong rubbed his eyes, his face was shocked: "...Why is the backstage of the poster on the Chinese Painting Forum displayed here?"

He asked the voice of all the players present.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this post is widely known among this group of Chinese painting lovers. Although not everyone has asked questions in the above post, almost everyone knows the existence of this post.

The players became nervous as never before.

Even the brown-haired girl and the fat guy couldn't help their heart beating faster.

This means that the poster who posted the post was on the recording site of "The Great Painter of China".

He must be one of the judges.

Gan Yishan was slightly surprised, with a faint feeling in his heart.

Suddenly she felt that... this host who is known as a living bodhisattva is most likely her own master...

as predicted.

The next moment, holding this mobile phone in his old, aged hand, he passed it to Qi Linqing.

The mobile phones of the other judges present were either domestically produced or old.

This latest fruit phone is often only used by young people.

The answer is ready to come.

The players are stupid.

Liu Cangdong murmured: "He is too good..."

Who could have imagined that this 18-year-old young man was hailed as the "encyclopedia" of Chinese painting in the forum, and he was like a god.

The brown-haired girl and the fat guy were so shocked that their eyes were almost staring, and their faces were blue and white.

Qi Linqing didn't look at the screen.

He himself didn't know anything about the sudden loss of his horse.

After announcing the break, Qi Linqing and Zhong Chen returned to the background.

The director arranged a special lounge for them.

A young female staff member knocked gently on the door, and handed them a boxed lunch and fruit snacks.

The milk tea that Qi Linqing ordered on the takeaway app in advance also arrived, and she brought it over and put it on the table.

Qi Linqing: "Thank you."

The female staff member looked at them with a shy face and hesitated: "I am your fan! If it is convenient, can we take a photo together?"

Although Qi Linqing was puzzled, he still agreed.

Zhong Chen is much more proficient than him in dealing with this kind of battle.

I saw Zhong Chen stretched out his upper arm and held up the phone firmly, taking pictures from a distance, intimately letting the female staff stand at the farthest point.

"This way your face will be the smallest." He smiled and returned the phone to the female staff member.

"Ouuuu Zhong, you are so kind." The female staff was so excited that she almost shed tears on the spot.

After consulting for permission, the female staff shared the photo on Weibo.

[I met two handsome guys today~~ Real people are super handsome, especially Qi Linqing is so cute ==]

[Envy! ! ]

[Help them so sweet]

[I saw Zhong Chen’s smile is dying, and the grin of cool guy is the deadliest]

[I want to take a photo too]

[+1]

[Did the blogger save the galaxy in the last life?]

The female staff replied under this comment:

[Haha, I’m a staff member of the "China Painter" program, I was lucky enough to meet them]

[! ! ! ]

[what the hell]

[So the eighth group said that Zhong Chen and Qi Linqing participated in the "Huaxia Great Painter" together, is it true? ]

[Ah ah ah ah gkd, beg the director to start broadcasting quickly]

At the end of the three-day recording of the program, Qi Linqing devoted himself to the work of receiving pens at the Serang Museum.

Although there is still a week to wait before the next program recording, Zhong Chen did not return to City B, but stayed here.

At first, Zhong Chen told Qi Linqing that he had a job to deal with in H City.

But gradually, Qi Linqing discovered that this was not the case.

Every day after he left, Zhong Chen stayed in the hotel, either remotely connecting the company with video or browsing emails.

In short, just don't go out.

Obviously Zhong Chen lied, he has nothing to do in H City.

Qi Linqing couldn't say anything about this incident.

Ge Ke's warning came into his mind again. After work, try to spend more time with Zhong Chen every day.

In their spare time, the two not only visited the characteristic landscape of City H, but also checked in several museums.

Elder Yan knew that after they came over, they complained on the phone why Qi Linqing didn't live at home.

Qi Linqing: "Sorry, it would be more convenient to live in a hotel away from work."

Old man Yan: "Forget it, I don't want to care where your young couple live. Anyway, you have to go home for dinner this weekend! You two are determined now, and I have to give the other boy a meeting gift. See when to set a kiss ."

Qi Linqing: "Is the progress a bit fast." He and Zhong Chen have just been together not long ago.

Old man Yan blew his beard and stared, "Where is this coming soon?! If it weren't for you to have children, I would definitely let you two toss out the grandson and hug me first."

Qi Linqing: "..."

What else can he say?

He can only say yes.

After Zhong Chen learned about this, he teased him for a while.

Lying on the hotel bed at night, Zhong Chen dragged his chin and turned his head to ask Qi Linqing:

"When are we going to make a kiss?"

"When will we get married?"

Qi Linqing is leaning on the bedside and reading.

He tapped his fingertips to turn to the next page and said, "Shut up."

Zhong Chen: "Nothing is blocking my mouth."

Qi Linqing raised his eyebrows, "You have a cracked mouth?"

Zhong Chen turned over, lay on his lap, smiled and said, "Yes, so I need someone's relatives to shut up."

Qi Linqing stayed in the wind, still lowering his head to read.

Zhong Chen continued to repeat the ridicule about when we got married, and noticed that Qi Linqing hadn't turned the next page for a long time, and he was a little proud.

"Husband." When Zhong Chen said the word, he got goose bumps on his arm.

He really killed a thousand enemies and hurt himself five hundred, he thought.

But the effect is remarkable.

Zhong Chen looked at Qi Linqing as a petrified statue and froze.

Zhong Chen's heart was full of joy.

Old antiques who don't understand taste, you also have today.

"Husband~ When are we getting married?" He said as if his throat was caught in a clip, and continued to move forward and sway Qi Linqing's arm.

Qi Linqing jumped at the corner of his forehead, then changed hands and put the book together on the bedside table.

He rolled over and pressed the person in front of him under him, and pressed his noisy lips.

The world is finally quiet.

But it seemed a bit too quiet.

Qi Linqing heard a louder heartbeat and the ambiguous sound of entanglement of lips, teeth and body fluids.

Zhong Chen: "Well...it hurts."

Qi Linqing bit the other's lower lip punitively.

Zhong Chen was dizzy.

He felt like he was suffocating from kissing in the next second.

At this moment, only one word reverberated in his mind: Ask for trouble.

"You can only marry me if you anger me."

Zhong Chen heard Qi Lin's light and hoarse voice ringing in his ears.

Unspeakable grievance in his heart. Who would fall in love like this, calling you husband would **** you off?

Idiot. wood. Smelly steel bars. Humph.

Qi Linqing: "My husband doesn't sound good."

Zhong Chen: "Haha."

Qi Linqing is not used to hearing this term, and always feels that Zhong Chen is calling his husband.

He is indeed a thousand years older than Zhong Chen. It is precisely because of this that he has a slight grudge in his heart.

He didn't want Zhong Chen to feel like an old man.

Qi Linqing thought for a moment, and said, "You call Xiang Gong."

Zhong Chen: "???"

Zhong Chen followed goodness like a stream: "Miangong."

Qi Linqing: "..."

Zhong Chen: "Hey, why don't you speak anymore?"

Qi Linqing reached out and pressed the button on the wall to turn off the light.

"Shhh, shut up."

...

By the end of the weekend, the family banquet was not finished.

Because Qi Linqing has something to do temporarily.

Originally, he declined the CCTV interview, but who knows, the reporter personally found the door of Mr. Yan's house.

Father Yan: "Is there such a good thing?"

He immediately asked Qi Linqing to be interviewed.

In the afternoon, inside the cafe.

An elite female reporter in an OL skirt stepped in with flat shoes, carrying a large bag in her hand, containing a computer voice recorder and other things.

Two staff members followed her.

The female reporter saw the young man who was going to be interviewed in the stage this time reading a book by the window. He tilted his head slightly, and the sunlight cast a silhouette on his soft black hair and white ears.

The female reporter slowed down unconsciously and walked over and said softly, "Mr. Qi?"

Qi Linqing raised his head to look at her, nodded and said, "I am."

When he got close, the female reporter realized that his appearance was comparable to some entertainment stars.

It is said that the CCTV lens is a magic mirror, but the skin of the young man in front of him is so perfect that there is no trace of pores.

She noticed that there was no coffee on the table, only a cup of tea left over.

"Hello, I am Gao Rumeng, a CCTV reporter." The female reporter introduced herself and habitually stretched out her hand.

Qi Linqing shook her fictitiously, "Hello."

Female reporter: "The theme of this interview is'the coexistence of beauty and strength; the youngest talent in traditional Chinese painting since modern times'. Do you think it's okay?"

Qi Linqing: "...can you get rid of the face value?"