Reborn in 1977

Chapter 286: A Mind with Gorges

At 4 PM, the broadcast started right on time.

Unlike the simple reminder about the market day in the morning, this announcement was undoubtedly much more important.

Chen Fan sat at the table, calmly turning on the radio, adjusting the microphone height, and checking the clock on the corner of the table before clearing his throat twice.

The sound from the loudspeaker quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the entire brigade.

Whether they were sitting at home or returning from the market, everyone on the road turned their eyes towards the source of the sound.

"He clears his throat twice before starting, that must be Teacher Chen's voice. Is there something else to announce?"

"It should be something important. Teacher Chen has taken on a little apprentice, and he's handing over a lot of things to her. The morning reminder about the market day was read by his apprentice."

"That little girl is lucky. Not only is she learning to be a broadcaster from Teacher Chen, but I heard she's also learning electrical repair. She even wrote an article the other day that the commune's broadcasting station used."

"That's true. Teacher Chen can write articles published in magazines in the provincial capital. It's easy for his apprentice to get a submission accepted by the commune…"

Before he could finish, Chen Fan's voice came from the loudspeaker.

"Comrade members, comrade members, good afternoon. I have an announcement to make, so please listen carefully.

We have received a notice from the commune's cultural station that the cultural station's film projection team will be showing a movie on May 4th, which is the day after tomorrow, at 6 PM on the 10th team's village elementary school playground, ah, showing a movie.

Regarding the precautions for watching the movie, I want to publicize them here for everyone, please be sure to pay attention, that is…"

What the hell.

At this time, who would still listen to his announcement?

The members who were still calm just now were now running around telling each other.

"Oh my, after waiting for half a year, we finally get to watch a movie again."

"Showing a movie the day after tomorrow night, why announce it today? It's making me unable to sleep!"

"I haven't heard of any production teams getting to watch a movie this year, I'm afraid our Lujiawan is the first, right?"

"What are you talking about? Teacher Chen's articles are published in provincial magazines, wouldn't the cultural station give him this face? Do they want Teacher Chen to stop writing articles in the future?"

…

Chen Fan read the announcement twice, and only at 4 PM did he turn on the radio and broadcast the county radio station's program.

Then he handed over the broadcasting station to Zhang Cuie and walked away smartly with his bag on his back.

After leaving the brigade headquarters, he didn't go to the livestock shed to get the horse first, but ran to Fourth Grandpa Lu's place in a puff of smoke.

Fourth Grandpa Lu was holding a book and practicing calligraphy seriously. Chen Fan took a closer look and saw that it was a copy of "Mr. Li's Poetry". This was the 1963 edition, which collected 37 of Mr. Li's poems and lyrics. It was hard to tell if it was out of caution or genuine love for Mr. Li's poetry.

Perhaps guessing Chen Fan's thoughts, Fourth Grandpa Lu straightened up and placed a chicken feather pen on a bamboo branch, which served as a "pen holder". Then he smiled and said, "Mr. Li's poetry is grand and magnificent, rare in ancient and modern times. Su Shi commented on Wang Wei's poems, saying, 'Tasting Mojie's poems, there are paintings in the poems; viewing Mojie's paintings, there are poems in the paintings.' It is the same when reading Mr. Li's poems.

Painters can see magnificent, exciting, and uplifting scenes from Mr. Li's poems, and they can paint majestic landscapes, such as Liu Haisu, Fu Baoshi, Li Keran, Wu Zuoren, Guan Shanyue, etc., who have all created paintings inspired by Mr. Li's poems."

Chen Fan was listening intently when he saw Fourth Grandpa Lu point to the chicken feather pen on the corner of the table and smile, "Didn't you say that you have basically mastered the techniques of traditional Chinese painting? Then try to paint a painting inspired by Mr. Li's poetry and see."

As soon as Chen Fan heard this, he immediately raised his hand in surrender, "Please spare me, I might be able to copy, but asking me to paint out of thin air, I don't have that ability."

Fourth Grandpa Lu didn't plan to let him go, shaking his head and saying, "Whether it's calligraphy or painting, you need enough imagination to write and paint the spirit in your heart, otherwise you can only be considered a craftsman at best, and it's difficult to achieve great things.

Your calligraphy has been mastered very firmly. Using calligraphy to develop painting, you have mastered all the basic techniques of traditional Chinese painting, but whether it's calligraphy or painting, they lack a bit of charm."

Chen Fan chuckled dryly twice, "You don't need to spare my feelings, I don't lack a bit of charm, I don't have any charm at all."

Fourth Grandpa Lu shook his head with a smile, "It's not that you don't have charm, it's just that the charm is not obvious."

Chen Fan was slightly stunned. Oh, can you praise me like that?!

Fourth Grandpa Lu continued, "Your brushwork is good enough, it's impossible that there is no charm, it can only be said that when you write and paint, there is no spirit in your heart, so naturally the charm is not obvious.

In terms of brushwork, calligraphy comes before painting. Learning calligraphy before painting naturally yields twice the result with half the effort. But in terms of artistic conception, it should be reversed. Learn painting first, then practice calligraphy, so that calligraphy and painting can be integrated into one, and you can achieve writing like painting, with thousands of appearances, and painting like writing, with rigorous composition."

After speaking, he pointed to the chicken feather pen again, "Try it."

Since the words have been said to this point, if Chen Fan still doesn't move, then he is not showing respect.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the chicken feather pen, put the words that Fourth Grandpa Lu had just written aside, tore off a piece of white paper, and began to conceive the picture.

Really, I shouldn't have come today!

However, since I'm already here, I'm afraid I can't escape.

Chen Fan rolled his eyes, turned to look at Fourth Grandpa Lu, and said with a smile, "Fourth Grandpa, there's a movie showing the day after tomorrow night, should I pick you up?"

Fourth Grandpa Lu smiled slightly, raised the collection of poems in his hand, and recited softly, "The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wild geese fly south, disappearing from sight. One is not a true man until he reaches the Great Wall, counting the journey of twenty thousand li. On the peaks of Mount Liupan, the red flags flutter in the westerly wind. Today I hold the long rope in my hand, when will I be able to bind the gray dragon?"

Then he looked at Chen Fan, "Use this poem "Qing Ping Yue · Mount Liupan" as the theme and make a painting."

Chen Fan's face fell. Well, just now it was an open-ended composition, now it has become a topic composition, the difficulty has obviously increased.

Could this be considered a flattery that backfired?!

There was no way, since Fourth Grandpa had spoken, he could only bite the bullet and do it.

"Qing Ping Yue · Mount Liupan", right?

Ascending the peak? Fluttering in the westerly wind?

Chen Fan raised his head, trying to conceive that scene, and after a while, he finally began to write.

Since the sky is high and the clouds are light, then the upper half should be left blank to serve as the sky. Wild geese flying south, should I draw a few geese?

As for the following sentences?

Chen Fan's brush kept turning on the paper, and after a long time, he finally painted a traditional Chinese painting for the first time without any reference.

It can even be said to be the first "painting".

On the white paper, a diagonal line can almost be used as a dividing line to divide the paper into two parts. A large area of the upper part is left blank, and only a few strokes are drawn on the corners, which can be regarded as wild geese flying south.

The focus is on the lower half, with steep cliffs, a long slope in the near distance, and dense vegetation on the slope, in which you can vaguely see a team of people climbing up the slope.

Chinese painting focuses on artistic conception, so don't mention realism. In short, it's fine as long as you can see something.

After finishing the painting, Chen Fan breathed a long sigh, put the brush down, and then took two steps back, "Please give me some pointers, Fourth Grandpa."

Fourth Grandpa Lu didn't commit, but turned around and sat down on the chair on the side, picked up the teapot and took a sip, looking at him with a smile, "I heard from Doctor Lu that you have completed the study of pulse diagnosis and acupuncture, and even Doctor Dong's massage and bone setting have been completed. The rest is to accumulate more experience?"

Chen Fan was a little brain-dead by Fourth Grandpa Lu's jump, and after reacting, he immediately said, "I can't say that I have completed all of them. Anyway, I can master what the two doctors have taught, but I'm still lacking in cases that I haven't encountered."

Old Master Lu almost laughed at his words, "Diagnosis, acupuncture, massage, bone setting, all kinds of techniques are just the foundation. When seeing a doctor, how to flexibly use observation, auscultation, interrogation, and palpation, how to determine the prescription and acupuncture, all need you to slowly explore based on those foundations. Don't tell me you will never treat a disease you haven't seen before? Where did all those medical books you memorized so well go?"

Chen Fan chuckled twice, "Isn't it because I've only been learning for a week and lack confidence? Have you ever seen a medical student who only studies for a week?"

Old Master Lu smacked his lips and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "You're right about that. Being able to learn diagnosis, acupuncture, massage, and bone setting in a few days is truly unheard of from ancient times to the present."

Chen Fan clapped his hands and quickly said, "That's right, now I only know the things that Doctor Lu and Doctor Dong taught me. If they're not around, wouldn't I be completely clueless?"

Old Master Lu looked at him, "So, you mean you want to continue learning from them?"

Chen Fan thought for a while, "At least for a few months, right?"

Old Master Lu pondered for two seconds, "It's not impossible for you to learn from them, but the main thing is..."

He looked up and stared at Chen Fan with a strange expression, "Doctor Lu told me that since you've been learning medicine by their side, the nurses in the clinic, big and small, keep running to the consulting room for no reason. Even though one person is enough, two or three of them come at a time.

Wherever you go, they follow. Besides, you're quite famous in this Nanhugong commune. Even those who don't know you have heard of you. Many people who go to the clinic go to see you.

In just a few days, you've exhausted Doctor Lu and Doctor Dong. So, it's not that they don't want to teach you, but they're mainly afraid of the bad influence. What if they are disturbed and make a wrong judgment or misdiagnosis? Wouldn't that be a major issue?!"

Chen Fan was at a loss upon hearing this.

What could he do if he was too handsome?

Originally, his appearance could only be described as somewhat handsome. Otherwise, why would he have worked so hard to find a sugar mommy back then?

The problem was that after transmigrating, his whole person had undergone a great change. His skin was fair and delicate, yet he didn't have a trace of effeminacy. Later, after practicing martial arts with Captain Xiao, he gained three more points of heroism.

Adding one plus one plus one like this turned him into this.

He didn't want to either!

After pondering for two seconds, he could only say with a wry smile, "In that case, I won't go then."

Old Master Lu waved his hand, "It's not just me saying you can graduate. Doctor Lu and Doctor Dong both said so. It's not that they don't want to teach you anymore, but they suggest changing the method."

Chen Fan was slightly stunned and asked in confusion, "What method?"

What he lacked now was clinical experience. If they didn't let him follow them, did they want him to practice independently?

Wasn't that a joke?

Besides, he didn't have a medical license.

Then he heard Old Master Lu say, "Doctor Lu means that he has endorsed a document for you, saying that you have been learning medicine from him since December, which is now more than three months. Moreover, you have a foundation in medicine and are naturally intelligent, so your progress is rapid. Therefore, your medical skills have now reached the standard of a rural barefoot doctor.

You don't need to take an exam. He will get you a barefoot doctor certificate. In the future, when you have time, you can go out for mobile clinics and treat the vast number of peasant members. If you encounter special conditions that you cannot judge or are not sure about, you can go back and discuss them with him.

Conversely, if he receives a case that you haven't encountered before and needs hospitalization, he will send someone to notify you to come and learn."

After saying that, Old Master Lu looked at Chen Fan and asked with a smile, "This method can be considered a win-win situation. What do you think?"

Chen Fan said without hesitation, "Okay, let's do that then."

Regardless of whether it was a win-win situation or not, did he have room to say no?

Of course, he could refuse, but that barefoot doctor certificate was just to make it easier for him to practice medicine legally, with no other restrictions.

He didn't have to be like Doctor Zhang in his team, treating the members all day long, nor did he need to receive an extra salary in the team. He was purely an idler. In this way, it was only beneficial to him and not harmful, so why wouldn't he accept it?

As for what to do if others knew he was a barefoot doctor?

It's also simple. I'm not the doctor in the team, and I don't receive work points in the team. Moreover, I've only studied for a few months. If you're not afraid of my poor medical skills, and you don't go to the legitimate Doctor Zhang, and come to me for treatment, that's also fine.

Just treat it as gaining experience points.

In short, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. He couldn't even see any disadvantages. He would be sick in the head if he didn't agree.

Seeing Chen Fan agree readily, Old Master Lu just smiled lightly, obviously it was all within his expectations.

However, there was also something beyond his expectations.

He looked at Chen Fan and asked, "I can understand that you can quickly learn diagnosis and acupuncture, but when did you learn massage and bone setting? According to Doctor Dong, your technique is even better than his. Some chronic old injuries, because they affect the meridians, even he is helpless and can only barely correct the bones. You can greatly alleviate the situation. Is it really as you said, because you have learned martial arts?"

Hearing this, Chen Fan immediately understood which case Old Master Lu was talking about, and immediately smiled, "It's not wrong to say that, but my technique is indeed a bit special. The patient's condition at that time was a broken arm, and the muscles and meridians were twisted into a ball. The meridians and muscles need to be straightened out before they can be completely restored.

Doctor Dong only knows bone setting, so he is naturally helpless. I used a technique of separating tendons and dislocating bones to reorganize the patient's arm, which greatly improved the situation."

After a pause, he said with a face full of regret, "Unfortunately, the patient's injury was an old one, and he had missed the best treatment time. Otherwise, I might have been able to help him completely cure it and not affect his ability to work."

In the production team, losing most of their labor force and not having special skills is almost no different from being a cripple.

What a pity.

Old Master Lu nodded in understanding, "I see."

He asked curiously, "Did Little Xiao teach you this too?"

The smile on Chen Fan's face diminished slightly, and he shook his head, "No, Old Man Lin taught me."

When he said this, he felt the bones in his body start to ache again.

Unexpectedly, this kind and amiable Old Man Lin would actually use such a killer move.

What Strengthening Tendons and Forging Bones, bah, it's clearly Separating Tendons and Dislocating Bones. He tortures me with the Separating Tendons and Dislocating Bones Hand every day. If I still can't learn it, I might as well dismantle the skill panel.

Old Master Lu said with admiration, "I didn't expect this Mr. Lin to also be a person with unique skills. I underestimated him before."

Shaking his head, Chen Fan regained his thoughts and said to Old Master Lu, "Fourth Master, there's a movie showing the day after tomorrow, are you really not going?"

Old Master Lu smiled and said, "Forget about watching movies. I watched a lot of them back in Shanghai. This stuff isn't that new. You guys go watch it."

Seeing that Old Master Lu had even brought up the Shanghai Bund, Chen Fan could only say regretfully, "Alright then."

After chatting with Old Master Lu for a while, he got up and left.

As for the painting he had drawn earlier, Old Master Lu picked it up after he left and nodded lightly, "He has great vision!"