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The director was really surprised.

Because he called, the leader of the tourism bureau opposite was almost furious when he heard about it.

He opened his mouth and started shouting:"Isn't this nonsense? To close the entire scenic spot for one person, even if a national leader comes over, he doesn't have this privilege. It's impossible!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

I must have received a phone call over there.

The call was from a landline, and I heard the leader on the phone um um ah ah ah, okay, I was waiting for the subordinate’s answer to the boss, and then my attitude changed 180 degrees.

"We should support this matter. This is for the inheritance of Chinese culture and the legacy of our artists. We should strongly support it. Let's do this. You immediately organize personnel to evacuate tourists from the scenic spot. The reason is that a rockfall occurred in the scenic spot. , needs rectification, but!"

The leader changed his tone:"The specific loss must be compensated by the young master according to the price."

Thinking of these words, the director of the scenic spot still feels awesome. This

Chuansheng Group is indeed the Chuansheng Group, but its ability to do things is different. Within two minutes, pressure was put on the tourism bureau.

He looked embarrassed. He could only do as he was told:"Well, let's first calculate the losses to the scenic spots for this day."

But Bai Ziyi didn't have that much time to calculate these things with him now, so he said directly:"Is ten million enough?"

The director of the scenic spot staggered and almost fell to the ground.

My dear, I gave you ten million at a time. Did the wind blow the money in your home?

After all, Badaling can only receive five tourists at most every day. Ten thousand people, each person has a ticket of 40, which is only 2 million.

With the ropeway and other things, it can't exceed 5 million at most in one day.

Of course, 10 million is enough. He just didn't expect Bai Ziyi to be so decisive.

"Give me a dedicated account and I'll send the money right away."

Bai Ziyi thinks this money should be spent.

It's just for Wu Enfu. In fact, if you look at it, Wu Enfu spent one billion to buy his own painting, help him win the competition, and get Dong Chengmin's help. He successfully researched X energy.

Wu Enfu's help to him was not just the one billion.

China always pays attention to a kind of gratitude, and does not forget the well digger when drinking water. Bai Ziyi understands this truth.

Ten million , It’s not painful or itchy.

I quickly transferred the money and started cleaning up the scenic area. It took about an hour to clean up the people. At

2:30 in the afternoon, Bai Ziyi and Wu Jing took Wu Enfu all the way up the mountain. The ropeway reached halfway up the mountain, and you had to walk the rest of the way.

It was Bai Ziyi who carried the frail old man on his back along the winding mountain road.

Wu Jing followed behind, looking at the long plank road and the The lonely old man and the young man always have tears in their eyes.

Not sad, but moved.

How can a person persist in anything for a lifetime?

At this age, my grandfather is really half-broken into the loess, and his last wish is still to live again. Paint the last painting.

And Bai Ziyi, who is so different from his grandfather in age, is able to understand his grandfather's needs and uses all possible methods to help his grandfather fulfill this wish.

In the past, Wu Jing never understood why there was such a thing as forgetting the year. Hand in hand.

Seeing the two people going up the mountain in front of her, Wu Jing suddenly understood.

It was a common hobby flowing in her bones.

It seemed that the only one in the world who could really understand her grandpa was this Bai Ziyi.

This Bai Ziyi was really like other people his age. People are so different, so different!

Along the way up, Bai Ziyi has good physical strength and fast feet. In addition, the old man's body is already very thin, so it is easy to get to the top. At the top, leaning on the railing, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers.

Looking from a distance, the Great Wall winds like a dragon, stretching as far as the eye can see. And without the heads of people usually clustered like ants, the view is broader now. The majesty of the mountains and the majesty of the Great Wall make it clearer what is the backbone of China and why the totem of China is the dragon.!

Sometimes Bai Ziyi also feels that his life passes too fast. Every day is full of money and fame, and he forgets to stop and look at the scenery from time to time.

He is very tired from this world. Of course, worldliness is not bad. , but sometimes you still have to take care of the purest place in your heart.

Wu Enfu is the guide who helps find the pure place.

So helping Wu Enfu fulfill his last wish, Bai Ziyi did not get nothing at all.

He looked at him all the way The skyline, all the way along the Great Wall.

This place really represents the Chinese spirit.

He suddenly understood why Wu Enfu chose this place.

"gentlemen. Bai Ziyi asked him,"Can you start painting?""

Wu Enfu didn't say anything for a while, but his eyes suddenly turned red. He was even more excited than when he knew he was going to die.

"Before approaching Huangquan Road, I never thought that I could climb up high and look far into the distance to have a panoramic view of the great rivers and mountains. My dear Ziyi, to me, you are a benefactor that I cannot repay in this life!"

"Xiaojing!"Wu Enfu was full of emotions at the moment. He waved his hand to Wu Jing and said,"Bring over the pen, ink and paper!"

Wu Jing rushed over, took the easel, rice paper, drawing board, etc. that he had carried all the way and set them up.

There were ten meters of rice paper and ten drawing boards connected together.

Wu Enfu was now in high spirits, picked up the brush, and touched it. The ink was drawn with almost no hesitation, and he started painting as fast as a dragon.

There was no pause, the old man's thinking was clear, and his brush was like a god. Each stroke and ink showed the style of a master.

Bai Ziyi could see that at this moment, Wu Enfu's painting realm has reached another level.

Perhaps it is due to his life experience, or it may be that Bai Ziyi's paintings inspired him. Every stroke is at the level of a master. There are many masters in this era who are proficient in a certain aspect. Liao always likes to call himself a master.

But what is a real master? He is one who is irreplaceable in his own field. That is what he calls a master.

At this moment, Wu Enfu seems to have given up everything. He does not know what skills are or what skills are. Senior, he is who he is at this moment. The paintings he paints have no other people’s style, only his own style.

When he is independent and carefree, this person has truly reached the level of an artist.

Tang Yin, Wu Daozi, Qi Baishi and others have all It is this level.

And Wu Enfu is also at this level now.

From Bai Ziyi's point of view, this painting should be of higher attainment and higher quality than his"Fuli Chunshan Manor".

This time, Bai Ziyi lost I was convinced.

No matter from any aspect, such an artist is worthy of respect.

The afternoon passed quickly, and by the evening, the painting was only half done.

There was no other way, Bai Ziyi asked the staff of the scenic spot to send it After setting up a tent, an old man and a young man stayed in the scenic spot that night.

However, they had a great time chatting from eight o'clock to one o'clock in the morning.

Wu Enfu smiled happily, as if he had forgotten that his end was approaching.