Kidnapping All Mankind

Five sticks ...

Thinking about the meaning of these five sticks, Wu Qingchen couldn't help laughing.

"With this effect, of course, you can save a lot of things, but ... I think ..." Taking a closer look at the extremely concise lines and lifelike effects, Wu Qingchen couldn't help rubbing his temples: "For me, Mastering the art of painting ... well, science may be more difficult than directly teaching villagers to do farm work ... "

"It may be true for the time being." Huang Xing nodded in understanding. "However, learning painting is not only for teaching the indigenous people to farm ... In the future, in the Middle Ages, there are many plans and this science is needed. provide technical support."

"Okay ..." Wu Qingchen didn't question the meaning of the training plan.

——As a very self-knowledgeable person, Wu Qingchen never thought that a person's ingenuity may be better than the collective wisdom of millions and millions of people.

Looking at the team of artists in front of him, Wu Qingchen found no musical instruments or brushes.

This is also normal. Wu Qingchen is very clear that in his short life of more than 20 years, he has never shown any artistic talent.

More specifically for the two branches of music and fine arts, Wu Qingchen could barely hum a few water songs if he didn't have to soar. If he had to get a paintbrush, Wu Qingchen could also draw an egg crookedly.

Such a level cannot completely blame Wu Qingchen. In order to get the higher education rate and other "more important" knowledge, the fate between Wu Qingchen and "music" and "art" has stopped in the curriculum after the third grade. , No chance to really kiss Fangze.

Think about the "art" plan prepared for the staff by the staff, and then think about how the staff feels after confirming their information. Wu Qingchen would like to know that the elementary school, junior high school, and high school class teachers and teachers in their hometown have violated the "quality education" policy The directors, deputy principals, principals, and numerous bureaucrats of the Jiangxian County Education Bureau will be spit on their faces.

"So ..." After a pleasant imagination, Wu Qingchen looked to the artists: "Where do I start learning these two sciences? The theory?"

The foundations of the two "sciences" are nothing. Wu Qingchen is curious. How can he improve his artistic accomplishment in such a short time.

"Well ..." Professor Zhang Chenrun, the leading oil painter, met Ms. Wang Menghua, a famous songwriter.

Ms. Wang spoke first: "In terms of music, theoretically, it is also a theory."

Professor Zhang seemed a little hesitant: "In terms of art ... it should be said that it is more basic than theory."

After more than an hour, Wu Qingchen understood what the "windowing theory is" theoretically, and what it meant by "more basic than theory".

"It's gone? It's over? What does it mean?"

No wonder Wu Qingchen's response was so strong.

For more than an hour:

Wu Qingchen first infused a "history of religion and music" with a master of religious music, a "history of agricultural technology and musical instrument development" with a master of musical instrument production, and a different history with a professor Change of aria "...

This is the part that belongs to music.

The art part is even more amazing: Wu Qingchen didn't even have to listen to history. Directly by the framers, auctioneers, and consumable suppliers of the Academy of Fine Arts, oil painting galleries, calligraphy art associations ... The wood that is good for preservation also taught Wu Qingchen to use some mud, ashes, and wood that was not fully burned to make charcoal easier to color.

With a question mark in his head, after learning these things, Wu Qingchen thought that they were the prerequisites, but was told that they were all training content.

"That's all?" Wu Qingchen pinched the charcoal. "With this, you can go to the Middle Ages and teach it on the spot?"

"Mr. Wu ... Mr. Wu ..." Huang Xing hurriedly patted Wu Qingchen's shoulder: "Time is limited, and the time allocated by the deployment team can only allow you to have the most basic implementation conditions first."

"What are the conditions for implementation?"

"In terms of music, if you understand the content just now, you will have a basic understanding of the red line of tolerance for art by religion, the focus of lower-level people on music, and the close relationship between agricultural production and music ... With these, it is enough for you to implement One step plan ... "

"In terms of fine arts, this is a discipline that requires a long time to practice. If you learn to make wooden boards and charcoal, no matter whether you usually practice or officially start directional teaching later, it will not cause an economic burden."

"I haven't learned yet, how can I practice?"

"In this regard, you don't have to worry. Although limited by time, the Earth's teachers are currently unable to play their full role ..." Huang Xing first pointed to the artists in front of him, and then pointed to Wu Qingchen: "But in the medieval world , You have already prepared the teacher yourself. "

"teacher?"

Wu Qingchen frowned. In the village of Akeli, the only person who might have a relationship with art was very clear: "Do you mean ... the priest?"

"of course."

"The priest will still paint?" I have to say that Wu Qingchen has poor understanding of the priest.

"Yes ..." Huang Xing nodded.

The priest does more than paint!

In the information available at the level of Huang Xing, from the details of the priest's fingers, wrists, legs, walking postures, habitual movements, stains on the sleeves, and so on, the staff analysis obtained too much Wu Qingchen did not understand Content.

This is not the intentional concealment of information from Wu Qingchen by the United Nations Interim Committee on Astronomical Events, but the huge amount of information and the preciousness of Wu Qingchen ’s time, which aspect of Wu Qingchen ’s priority is to be informed. This issue is itself a very Complex puzzles.

"Uh ..." The first time I heard this information, Wu Qingchen was a little surprised, and a little doubtful: "Even if the pastor can paint, he doesn't necessarily teach me, right?"

"No ..." Huang Xing stretched out his hand, the artist team had already walked away, and another training team came over: "... he will definitely teach you."

This is the most attractive training team Wu Qingchen has ever seen.

The most attractive meaning does not refer to the appearance of a beauty or a handsome guy.

Of course, there are also appearances. The group of people who came here were irrespective of men and women, neither Chinese nor foreign, no body type, no age, their faces were very clean, but there were no traces of modification, and they were all dressed. Very decent, but does not look luxurious, walking is not slow, as if it contains a strange rhythm, naturally showing a transcendental manner, looks very comfortable.

This group of people has a faint smile on each face. As long as the people next to them glance past, they will soon be attracted by this smile, and feel the sincerity and frankness in it. It is here that best describes them.

"Mr. Wu ..."

When this group of people began to undergo the last body search, Huang Xing said: "... If art and music are your next long-time technology to speak to a large number of people at once, then the next , These teachers will tell you the skills to communicate with others alone. "

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A few kilometers away, there are 7 logistic groups.

In another modified bus, a large screen near the driver's seat is playing an instant video of the training scene.

At the desk where the bus seat is remodeled, several staff members either write documents, look at information, or make tables ...

Among them, a man in his early thirties suddenly snorted in surprise.

"It's him?"

"What's wrong? Xiao Wang ..." Another staff member looked up.

"Lao Wu, please take a look ... Isn't that who ..." Xiao Wang raised his hand and pointed at the video. He had passed the inspection and was walking towards a middle-aged man in Wu Qingchen.

"Who?" Old Wu first took off his glasses, rubbed his red eyes, put it on again, and then slowly raised his head.

"Hmm ..." The next moment, Lao Wu gently touched his chin, revealing a thoughtful look: "... is a bit familiar ..."

"Who is familiar?" "Why ... hurry up ..." "Oh, I'm so sleepy!"

The other staff at Big Barry looked up.

In the video, the middle-aged man looks elegant and behaves gentle. After passing the inspection, the man ’s original non-sick footsteps accelerated significantly, and he saw his face full of enthusiasm. He looked at Wu Qingchen intently, stretched out his hands from afar, and held Wu Qingchen ’s arm firmly. What, after two or three words, Wu Qingchen's face soon revealed a happy smile from his heart.

"Just that ... Huang ... Huang what ..." He kept pointing at the middle-aged man in the video, and Xiao Wang struck his head vigorously: "... The one in Tianjin we ... just sentenced two months ago ... "

"Huang Zhanpeng!" Lao Wu patted the table and remembered, "Isn't he sentenced to life? How did he go there?"

"I don't know ..." "I haven't heard of it ..." "Who? Are you there? Are you famous?"

Several other staff members said they had never heard of it.

"Huang Zhanpeng!" Xiao Wang said excitedly, "Me and Lao Wang, the former Deputy Mayor of the original unit!"

"Oh, deputy mayor ..." "Is the deputy mayor big?" "Now the vice president is nothing!"

"The deputy mayor is nothing ..." Lao Wu said slowly: "However, our deputy mayor is an official legend in Jinshi! He has been promoted to eighth level in seven years, starting from temporary work of township enterprises. , Climbed to the Deputy Mayor! "

"Ah?" "What is the background of this person?" "Good relationship!"

"Has background and relationship ..." Lao Wu asked, "Can you go to a township enterprise to do temporary work?"

"Then why did you rise so fast? The ability is particularly strong? Has a key political achievement?"

"None, our deputy mayor has neither ability nor political achievements. He is quite courageous and has little money to give gifts ..." Xiao Wang slowly shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, no background, no ability, no political achievements, no gift money, so why climb so fast?"

"But people have talent!" Xiao Wang Lengheng said, "Our deputy mayor, but with a tongue, he climbed to the throne of the deputy mayor!"

"After the accident, someone sent a nickname: Jinshi No. 1 fart!"

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