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Volume One Qizi Chapter 70 One of Inner Qi

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    When they reached the top of the mountain, Chu Mingqiu couldn't help but shake his head. This was really not the time to sketch. The wind on the mountain was very strong, sending chills straight into his neck.  Among the trees and under the rocks, there is lingering snow. In the valley in the distance, there is a lonely winter. The branches at the foot of the mountain are already green, but the jungle on the mountain is still dry, and a thin layer of ice seals the small area.  The whole mountain and forest seemed to be still sleeping.  "How can you draw this?" Wei Guo sighed with shrinking eyes. Not long after he took his hands out of his gloves, they became cold, and his whole feeling was frozen.  Nian Beiqiu called the students together and told them about the characteristics of mountains and forests in winter, focusing on painting methods and techniques. Chu Mingqiu compared his teachings with those of his master and felt that there were some differences between them. Nian Beiqiu  Qiu added some of his understanding and exploration.  "In another twenty years, the second senior brother will be a great master." Chu Mingqiu made a judgment in his heart.  ?Looking at what other students were memorizing, Chu Mingqiu didn¡¯t pretend to be pretentious. He was memorizing with his head and comparing it with what the teacher taught.  "The wind is strong today, and some students may feel it is cold, but I want to congratulate you. Being able to blow the cold wind in the mountains can trigger your feelings about winter, especially in the mountains and forests in winter." Nian Beiqiu ended with a wisecrack.  After his lecture, the students found their own places according to yesterday's groups. Nian Beiqiu called Chu Mingqiu to his side again and reminded him to pay attention to safety again.  "Teacher, why don't you wait a month or two to come back? Then you can paint directly on the mountain." Chu Mingqiu asked.  Nian Beiqiu looked around and saw that the students had dispersed. Somewhat unhappy, he lowered his voice and said, "What do you care about? The leader has decided, so that's all." Chu Mingqiu shrugged, and Nian Beiqiu stopped again.  He was silent for a while and said: "If you feel that the painting is not good, you can go down and make up the painting. I will explain it to the teacher." "It's nothing, senior brother, I know what to do." Chu Mingqiu replied.  Ji Siping had no intention of painting at all. He had worked very hard, but he still couldn't concentrate. He glanced at Guofeng next to him. He was still as calm as before. As soon as he picked up the brush, nothing seemed to disturb his mood.  .  But he couldn't do it. Recently, every time he wanted to calm down, he quickly fell into panic. It felt like a big stone was weighing on his heart, so heavy that he couldn't breathe. This feeling frightened him.  Everyone has a secret. Ever since he felt flustered and unable to calm down before his grandmother who loved him passed away when he was three years old, he would feel this way every time before something happened at home.  When I was eight years old, my father was like this before he was arrested by the Kuomintang National Government; when I was ten years old, when I was thirteen years old, when I was fifteen years old, there was no exception, but this time it was more serious.  "Click!" The sound of a shutter came to my ears, and I turned around to see that Chu Mingqiu had slipped nearby at some point, holding up a camera to take photos of the focused Guofeng.  Seeing Ji Siping¡¯s gaze, Chu Mingqiu smiled at him, turned around and walked towards the other side. Ji Siping took two deep breaths, picked up the charcoal and sketched on the drawing board.  Chu Mingqiu ran around the top of the mountain and secretly photographed almost everyone. Then he proudly set up a drawing board on the edge of the cliff. The drawing board is foldable, with a bracket made of copper underneath. The legs of the bracket can be retracted. According to  Adjustment of human height.  After taking a few deep breaths, Chu Mingqiu slowly began to calm down. His eyes slowly fell on the hills in the distance. The white snow on the hills was still visible to the naked eye. There were no birds circling in the woods, and they were not as heavy as lead.  of clouds.  Chu Mingqiu closed his eyes and felt the cold wind blowing on his face. It was icy and cold; the empty mountain was silent and there was no trace of anything except the sound of the wind and the coldness like a knife.  The scenery in front of me is like a picture slowly passing through my mind, the mountains, the trees, the wind.  A warm current surges out of the Dantian and flows slowly along the body, just like climbing a mountain, slowly climbing towards the Baihui point, climbing over the Baihui point, and then slowly returning to the Dantian.  As soon as this hot air returned to Dantian, another hot air was generated in Dantian, circulating along the same path.  Round after round, the biting cold gradually receded, and Chu Mingqiu felt warm, like the sun shining on his body, feeling warm and comfortable, and like being in a warm greenhouse.  The sense of touch is extending outward, and he seems to see seeds sprouting in the soil, trying hard to break through the thick soil. In the dry branches, the tender green is preparing to stretch out, the ice cubes are melting, and the creek flows quietly under the ice cubes.  There are a group of birds flying here in the distance, playing in the sky; the sky gradually becomes clearer, and the sun hiding behind the clouds carefully pokes its head out, like a little girl in a boudoir, discovering the bustling world, and secretly selling  Her first steps.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, Chu Mingqiu suddenly?Opening his eyes, he felt that the world in front of him was so colorful, so wonderful, the colors were so rich, and the layers were so distinct that it was difficult to describe in words; The fatigue and coldness had completely disappeared, and the pain brought by the mountain wind on his face was no longer  It is cold, no longer lonely; it is the smell of distant grass, the cheer of seeds, and the vitality.  At this moment, he felt that his thoughts were highly active and his senses were extremely sharp. The feeling of comfort made him just want to shout loudly into the empty mountains!  Ji Siping finished the painting with great difficulty, and then quickly closed the folder, not even wanting to look at it again.  He sighed inwardly and put away the picture folder, but when he raised his head, a habitual smile appeared on his face.  Guofeng had long since disappeared, and he was the only one left in the group area. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his smile disappeared. He stood there and stared at the empty mountains for a moment, then packed up his things and put the picture folder into his backpack.  He picked up the water glass in his bag and drank some water.  The cold water slid down the throat, into the esophagus, and then into the stomach. The coldness temporarily suppressed the restlessness all over the body.  He sighed heavily and shouldered his backpack.  Most of the students were in the leeward mountain recess, surrounding Nian Beiqiu in the middle. Nian Beiqiu was holding a painting in his hand, and he was obviously giving them comments. This is the tradition of the art academy, and the teacher made comments on the spot.  Ji Siping was tightening the bag on his back. He was a little nervous. He didn't know what Professor Nian would say about his painting. Looking around, he slipped towards the cliff facing the wind.  After passing the withered lawn at the top of the mountain, there was someone at the wind outlet. Guofeng was standing there, staring straight ahead with a very strange expression. Ji Siping remembered that he had never seen him like this since he met him. He seemed to be greatly frightened.  Similar.  Just when Ji Siping was about to speak, Guofeng noticed it, turned around and saw that it was him, and quickly signaled to keep quiet.  Ji Siping walked over lightly and saw Chu Mingqiu concentrating on painting.  Chu Mingqiu¡¯s head covered most of the drawing board. Ji Siping couldn¡¯t see the painting clearly. He slowly put down his backpack and was about to step forward when Guofeng grabbed him and shook his head at him.  Ji Siping understands that when painting, he must concentrate on it and cannot tolerate interruption. Once his thoughts are disrupted, it will be difficult to retrieve them, and the coherence of the painting will be greatly affected.  It took a long time before I saw Chu Mingqiu stretching and singing loudly, twisting his butt left and right at the same time: "Twist your butt, twist your neck, let's do some exercises, three circles to the left, three circles to the right, twist your butt."  , the neck is twisted, let¡¯s do some exercise.¡± The two of them looked at each other and smiled, leaving the cigarette butts in their hands on the ground. They stood up at the same time. Chu Mingqiu turned around and saw the two of them, making a face, but did not stop singing.  But it changed.  "Go, walk, swim, swim, over the mountains and ridges" "Okay, stop having fun, let us see your masterpiece." Ji Siping said, rubbing his frozen hands.  However, Guofeng didn't say anything. He went up and picked up Chu Mingqiu. Unexpectedly, he felt that it was quite heavy when he hugged him: "Drink, it's quite heavy." Chu Mingqiu chuckled, feeling in his heart  Le, wearing a three-kilogram iron vest, a thick winter coat, and my own physique, it weighs more than a hundred kilograms. Can it not weigh too much?  Guofeng wanted to say something more, but his eyes fell on the painting and could no longer move away. Ji Siping next to him had his eyes numb and stared blankly, unable to say anything.  "Is this a mountain? Why do I feel the wind blowing?" Ji Siping murmured.  "Is this winter? Why do I feel like it's spring? The branches are sprouting, the seeds are growing, spring is just around the corner." Guofeng also murmured.  Chu Mingqiu has never felt tired from painting, but now he was lying on the cold ground, feeling very tired, as if he had run for dozens of kilometers and his whole body was falling apart. He wanted to sleep.  "Why are you here?" Wu Delieu ran over from behind. When he saw Chu Mingqiu lying on the ground, he shouted: "The ground is cold, get up quickly." Then he clapped his hands on Guofeng's shoulder: "What are you thinking?"  After finishing speaking, he looked at the painting in front of him and said hesitantly: "Who painted this? What is this mountain scenery?"  Si Ping shook his head in his heart. Painting still requires talent. A layman will see the excitement, while an expert will see the rules. Only those who know how to paint will know whether a painting is good or bad.  In his opinion, Wu Deliev was the least savvy among the seventeen students in the class.  Guofeng smiled, turned around and asked Chu Mingqiu: "Little guy, what is the name of your painting?" Chu Mingqiu closed his eyes, his body was still warm, and the heat was still flowing in his body.  The rotation in a circle confused and frightened him. What on earth was going on?  ¡°Hey, I¡¯m asking you,¡± Wu Delieu patted Chu Mingqiu and asked, ¡°What¡¯s the name of this painting?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t make trouble.¡±"Call me whatever you want," Chu Mingqiu murmured without opening his eyes.  " "Then it's called the Winter Mountain Climbing Map.  "Ji Siping said. "No," Guofeng thought and shook his head: "I think it's called Winter, no, it's called Warm Winter Mountains, Rivers, Clouds and Waters.  " "Why do you make it so magical?" Wu Delief shook his head and said: "I think you are too deeply influenced by feudal poetry. The picture of mountain climbing in the dead winter and the picture of clouds and water are just a study.  " Chu Mingqiu felt that something would happen if the heat continued. Damn it, you must have gone crazy. How could something so outrageous happen? And it happened to me?!!! No, Chu Mingqiu took a deep breath.  , he began to recite the chant taught by Wu Feng silently in his heart, but it was still useless after reciting it twice. It seemed that this was not the problem. Then, Chu Mingqiu suddenly got up, and without saying anything, he began to practice the Chu family's secret opera.  Come on. Sure enough, as the body moved, the heat slowly calmed down. After the secret scene, the heat finally calmed down, and the fatigue all over my body disappeared. My whole body felt comfortable, and my whole body was like an inflated rubber ball.  I can jump.
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