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Lin Wanrong was surprised, this old man Luo, what the hell, I came to see you, not to see your daughter, even if you want to pimp, don't be so blatant, this son is a serious person.

"It turns out that Miss Luo is also here." Lin Wanrong said with a smile: "Didn't Lord Luo call me here? Why haven't I seen anyone?"

Luo Ning nodded and said, "Dad just went under the embankment to investigate, and I asked Brother Lin to stay for a while."

Lin Wanrong nodded and looked around. It turned out that the place where Luo Min asked him to come was actually the Xiaguan River Embankment. At this time, it is winter, and it is the dry season of the Yangtze River. The river water has receded a lot, but the loess and thin mud on both sides of the river are vaguely visible traces of the raging flood.

Thousands of civilians rolled up their sleeves and rolled up their trouser legs, walking through the silt and carrying the sand to the shore. Thousands of other people, holding various excavation tools, filled the embankment with soil and strengthened and widened the embankment.

This scene made Lin Wanrong suddenly think of repairing water conservancy that he often saw in his previous life. He grew up by the Han River and has a clear understanding of the importance of water conservancy. Looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly felt a kindness in his heart. These ordinary people, they wear plain clothes and eat bad bran, but in Lin Wanrong's eyes, these are relatives, and they are countless times more cordial than those geniuses.

It's just that although there are a lot of people, the tools are outdated and the efficiency is low. If the dam is to be raised again, I don't know how long it will take. Lin Wanrong looked a little anxious.

This old man Luo. What did you call me here for? Don't you want me to donate money? Damn, this old man is very cunning, and he has seen Laozi Maimen.

Seeing Luo Ning still standing next to him, Lin Wanrong said, "Miss Luo, do you know what Lord Luo asked me to do?"

Luo Ning smiled mysteriously: "Daddy will talk to you later."

When Lin Wanrong saw her smile very mysteriously, she knew that she must know. But looking at her smug look, she asked in vain, this little girl certainly wouldn't say anything.

He sighed, stopped talking to Luo Ning, and walked onto the embankment. The thick feeling from the dignified ground made him a little excited. I am a child from the Yangtze River, and his eyes are a little wet.

Seeing his excited expression, Luo Ning hurriedly asked softly, "Brother Lin, are you alright?"

Lin Wanrong took a breath. He smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just that the wind is strong and it's a little uncomfortable. By the way, Miss Luo, what are you doing here?"

"I came with my colleagues from the book club.

Luo Ning pointed to the high slope in the distance, where there was a long row of tables, and there was a whole long sheet of rice paper on the table. The talented and talented women of Jinling Publishing House were splashing ink, looking like that, they seemed to be painting An overall picture.

The strong men who carried the sand and sand kept walking past the book, but these young masters and young ladies turned a blind eye.

among that crowd. There was a woman who looked very eye-catching, wearing a dark red public uniform, looking delicate and delicate, it was the Miss Wanying. This little girl, who sneaked out during office hours, really wasted Lao Tzu's food. But she was wearing a fiery red catching fast suit, and she was really unspeakably wild. Lin Wanrong secretly commented.

He also saw Hou Yuebai and Yu Wenpo. The two of them were wielding their brushes like flying, and there was a burst of applause around. That Wanying stood beside Hou Yuebai, applauding constantly. His eyes were full of admiration.

Damn, the common people sweat like rain to contribute to this embankment, protecting the interests of you rich and noble officials, but you still have this leisurely leisure to come here to paint for fun, you really ate food for nothing. Lin Wanrong snorted heavily, the kind of civilian plot in his bones made him really dislike such a scene, and he walked lightly and was about to leave.

Luo Ning seemed to know what was on his mind, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Lin, don't misunderstand, we are not here to play."

Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Miss Luo, what are you doing, has it got anything to do with me?"

Luo Ning said: "Brother Lin, do you still remember the charity auction you told me that day, the effect was very good, and everyone was very interested. In the past few days, the silver of the river defense will be used up, and Dad is frowning. I remembered what you said about the land, if you bring the people from our book club together to make a whole picture of river defense, and then sell it, wouldn't you be able to contribute to this river defense?"

In all fairness, this Luo Ning is not squeamish and ambitious, which is very rare among women of this era. It's just that she is too idealistic, probably because she has never experienced civilian life.

Seeing that Lin Wanrong didn't speak, Luo Ning thought he didn't believe his words, so he couldn't help sighing and said, "Brother Lin, you can tell when you go over with me."

Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not."

Luo Ning had a stubborn temper, and actually pulled his sleeve and went directly to the book club. I've known Luo Ning for some days, but I haven't seen her so complacent. I think this time Lin Wanrong's attitude really stimulated her deeply.

Seeing this girl's stubborn character, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but laugh in her heart, and said: "Miss Luo, you hold me like this, don't make people misunderstand."

Luo Ning stubbornly said: "I have a clean conscience with you, and I have a clear conscience. What are you afraid of misunderstanding?" Since you are not afraid, I am even less afraid, and I will let her hold her sleeve and go to the bookstore.

When everyone saw Luo Ning pulling Lin Wanrong over, their expressions were different. Hou Yuebai's face was not good-looking, but the woman named Wanying was furious and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Lin Wanrong was very annoyed. Damn, you thought I wanted to join you. If it wasn't forcibly pulled over, where would I have the kung fu for you? Seeing that this little girl's tone was not good, he hehe said: "Where is this gentleman from? Why is the patrol on this embankment? It's really admirable. Hey, by the way, Miss Wanying, where's your white horse?"

Wanying said, "Why are you looking for my white horse?"

Lin Wanrong said: "It's nothing. It's just that my little black misses her a little bit."

These words seemed like a riddle, so only the two of them could understand. Miss Wanying was ashamed and angry, knowing that she couldn't take advantage of talking to him, so she snorted and ignored him.

Lin Wanrong took a deep breath. Standing in the middle of this group of "elegant" people, he felt very uncomfortable. How could I get along with this group of people when I was a good family man? It's really weird.

Hou Yuebai was angry with Lin Wanrong yesterday. When he saw Luo Ning's actions from a distance, his heart was even more difficult. Of course, he would not lose his demeanor in front of beautiful women, so he said to Luo Ning: "Miss Luo. Look at my view of the river and mountains. how?"

Looking from a distance on the picture, the green mountains are towering, faint as ink, looming. When you get close, you will find a deep pool, rippling blue waves, and green pines and cypresses. Surrounded by layers of peaks, the smoke curled up slowly, and it was indeed quite a sight. This Hou Yuebai is worthy of being the number one talent in Jinling, and his brushwork and ink are all experienced.

Luo Ning nodded and praised: "Young Master Hou's brushwork is sharp. The use of ink is unique, and this distant view is really extraordinary."

Hou Yuebai glanced at Lin Wanrong with some pride, and said modestly, "Miss Luo praised her."

Luo Ning ignored him and said to Lin Wanrong, "Brother Lin, what do you think?"

She had seen Lin Wanrong's unique pencil with her own eyes. I heard that it was specially prepared for painting. She naturally knew that Lin Wanrong was an expert in it.

Seeing Hou Yuebai's arrogant look, Lin Wanrong shook his head helplessly and said, "A mountain is a good mountain, and a river is a good river." He said eight words. But he kept silent.

Miss Wanying is a loyal admirer of Hou Yuebai, she immediately said, "Lin San, what do you mean?"

Hou Yue said proudly: "Lin San, don't you think there is something wrong with this painting?"

Seeing that Lin Wanrong was unwilling to answer, Luo Ning could only say, "Brother Lin, please give me some advice."

"I only see ink and ink, but no mountains and rivers." Lin Wanrong replied lightly.

Luo Ning's eyes lit up, she woke up and said, "Brother Lin, I understand. You are saying that Young Master Hou pays too much attention to technique when he paints, but instead ignores the simplicity and nature of the nature of the mountains and rivers, right?"

Hou Yuebai's face was ashen. He knew his own business. In order to draw this picture of rivers and mountains, he tried his best to paint this picture of rivers and mountains. But this was said by Luo Ning. He didn't dare to refute it, so he glared at Lin Wanrong and said softly, "It's just my tongue and ears."

Damn, I originally wanted to save some face for your kid, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "Miss Luo, you are only half right. This wind of mountains and rivers is about people's temperament and experience. If you don’t have the ambition to look at the world, how can you appreciate the magnificence and vastness of the mountains and rivers? Painting mountains and rivers is difficult to paint rivers and mountains. How many pictures of rivers and mountains have been handed down from ancient times to the present? This is the reason.”

At this time, Yuebai is really unlucky. I used all my skills to draw this picture of the river and mountains, but I wanted to please Luo Ning. How did I know that I met the nemesis of Lin San? Everyone understands that he has no chance to refute at all.

On the other hand, Wanying snorted: "You said it nicely, this map of mountains and rivers is naturally difficult to draw, and Young Master Hou can draw this level, it is already rare in the world."

Luo Ning had a deep understanding of Lin Wanrong's words. With a move in her heart, she pulled him to another painting and said to Lin Wanrong, "Brother Lin, how about you look at this one again?"

This picture shows the construction of water conservancy on the embankment of the river. In the painting is an old man in ragged clothes, carrying a mud bag on his shoulders, just about to fill it down, but his eyes are watching the rolling river, and there is a deep worry in his eyes.

The brushwork of this portrait is delicate and vivid, and the expressions and movements of the characters are very realistic, especially the old man's anxiety about the flooding of the river, which is even more vivid on the paper.

It can be seen from the eyes of everyone that everyone highly respects this portrait. The expressions, movements and meanings of the characters are all very profound, and it can be said that it is an excellent work.

Luo Ning looked at Lin Wanrong nervously, waiting for his reply.

Lin Wanrong looked at the portrait and smiled slightly. His opinion was simple and direct, and he only said two words: "Failure!"