Chapter 391： Look at Yang Yuhuan

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Lin Suyang's work speed is really incredible.

When Chen Jianhai knew that his publicity department not only built the library's official website in just a few days, but also did a wide-ranging and influential publicity work, the whole person was stunned.

"Good guy... Pushing my high ground on the opposite side is not as fast as you!"

Chen Jianhai looked at the operation of his library and the official account of the small program in confusion, and swallowed his saliva in embarrassment.

This……

Is it so hot?

Chen Jianhai wanted to say something, but after seeing Lin Aiqing's expression of wanting to cry without tears,

Chen Jianhai still raised his hand, patted Lin Suyang's shoulder, and sighed heavily:

"You are here to plan, so why don't you worry about the big things!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Lang's angry scolding came over, "Resurrected, hurry up and give away the head!"

"Oh." Chen Jianhai quickly grabbed his mobile phone and steered a generation of heroes down the road.

"Boss, there is one more thing..." Lin Suyang bite the bullet, "There is a great **** coming to the library."

Chen Jianhai didn't lift his eyelids: "What God? Where is it?"

Lin Suyang pointed to Yang Yuhuan who was madly pressed to the ground and beaten by the enemy on the bottom road, "This way..."

"Playing games?"

"no."

"Playing the lute??"

"no."

"The **** of women's clothing???"

Chen Jianhai's voice was sharp, and the whole person had an indescribable excitement and excitement.

Even Xiaolang and Dabo pricked up their ears,

"No..." Lin Suyang bit his head and pointed at Yang Yuhuan's clothes, "The painting... It's from this Dunhuang series, the great **** of rock painting."

Under Chen Jianhai's shocked eyes, Lin Suyang said with difficulty:

"Isn't there a bald piece on the side of the mountain wall of our library... Then that mountain wall is now painted."

"It was painted by a great rock art **** named Hunting. He studied abroad, and he specialized in this. The painting is very good."

"Many people have posted the process of his drawing on the Internet, and we have posted it too."

Chen Jianhai: "Then what?"

"Then...then the fans of the Great Hunting God and a group of domestic Dunhuang rock art lovers will come to the island to visit. For the visit, here is."

Lin Suyang paused and said in a low voice, "Our propaganda department also played a role in fueling the flames."

"After the Wandering Time Drama Club, we will prepare for the rock art exhibition."

Chen Jianhai was stupid.

In his entire life, he would never have imagined that there would be a petroglyph master who would come to the mountains of Nanjiang Xiaomajia Island to paint!

As if since the achievement of his hotel: "Fatal Attraction for Scholars",

There will always be industry talents from all walks of life that have never heard of it.

"Do it... uh, do it well! Do it in a big way!"

Chen Jianhai was still a bit dreaming, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The key is that you are a master of oil painting, Chinese painting, and comics, and you can usually see it on TV, in magazines and in scarves.

It is the first time that Chen Jianhai has heard of the God of Rock Art.

say nothing else,

Just when Lin Suyang said the word "Dunhuang", Chen Jianhai was immediately moved, worshipped, and kneeled!

"Is the Great God still in the library?" Chen Jianhai asked urgently.

"Yes, his painting is not finished yet, but it is finished." Lin Suyang said.

Just finished speaking,

Chen Jianhai directly manipulated a generation of heroes to rush into the enemy crowd to die in honor, and then complained about all the enemies on the "Failure" page, and then decisively closed the game.

Standing up, Chen Jianhai grabbed the chests of Xiaolang and Dabo, and shouted angrily:

"Stop playing, go up the mountain with me and take a look at Yang Yuhuan!"

...

Under the leadership of Lin Suyang, Chen Jianhai, Xiaolang and Xu Bo rushed to the mountain behind the island at the fastest speed.

As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he saw the white-haired young man stepping on a ladder, holding a paintbrush in his right hand and a seasoning plate in his left hand, painting on the mountain wall.

The four people rushed up immediately.

"Brother, I know this, Nine-colored Deer! I watched cartoons when I was a kid."

As soon as Xiaolang saw the painting on the cliff, he immediately spoke excitedly.

"No, I think it's clearly Hou Yi shooting the sun, you look at the nine suns, they are shining brightly."

Xu Bo shook his head and said.

"Why do I feel that Jingwei is reclaiming the sea... Look at the sea, there are still birds on the sea."

Chen Jianhai also opened his mouth while observing.

"What did you say?" Chen Jianhai asked Xiang Lin Suyang.

Lin Suyang said, "To be honest, I initially thought it was Nuwa mending the sky..."

Chen Jianhai was helpless.

Where do so many myths and legends come from!

The knowledge makes you learn miscellaneous!

Even though a few people are artistic wastes and cannot appreciate and appreciate works of art, they can still tell at a glance whether something is good or bad.

Different from the rock paintings in their previous cognition,

The petroglyphs written by the white-haired youth are a combination of chiseling and depiction.

However, the engraved image is projected in the eyes of everyone with a simple, barren, and strange intuitive vision.

In every chisel mark left on the mountain wall, every brushstroke has a trace of the original ecological sense of evolution like "running hair and drinking blood",

The nine-colored deer, the flaming sea, the red sun, the clear sea, and the gods with snake tails. These vivid and bold color paintings seem to contain the super-material inner drive energy of wisdom.

With an infectious force born in the wild but constantly moving forward, it shapes an exciting and fanatical life form that is unique to itself.

The painting seems to be gushing out in the blood, like a totem constructing a conscious creation originating from spirit and ideas, nature and primitiveness.

"Brother, this painting makes me a little thirsty..." Xiao Lang murmured.

"Are you just thirsty? I feel like I want to kneel down for this painting." Chen Jianhai murmured.

"Do you just want to kneel? I feel like I want to slap this painting." Xu Bo murmured.

Lin Suyang looked at the three people with contempt, and looked at the way you have never seen the world!

"Boss, does this great **** need to invite him to stay in a hotel for two days and make friends?" Lin Suyang asked.

Although the boss is a jerk, he has to do his part to make suggestions.

To use the favorite sentence of their student union teacher, this is called giving full play to the role of a staff assistant If you don't need it, don't know it. "Chen Jianhai said.

"He can do whatever he wants, we don't bother, we don't talk, we don't interfere."

"However, in the past few days, the library can deliver more juices, desserts and fruits. Other than these, there is nothing to do."

Chen Jianhai ordered.

Although Chen Jianhai doesn't know how to paint, the passion and concentration in the eyes of the white-haired youth are flickering frighteningly.

For such an artist, all other worldly conversations and ties are burdens. Giving him an environment where he can fully create is the greatest support for his works!

"Okay boss, I understand." Lin Suyang said seriously.

At this moment, a familiar and cold voice sounded from Chen Jianhai's mind:

"Ding!"

"Detected that the hotel has been artificially added power: totem."