Chapitre 392: Chapter 392: Checking on Yang Yuhuan
Really,
Lin Suyang's work speed was incredible.
When Chen Jianhai found out that his publicity department not only built the library's official website in just a few days but also conducted an extremely extensive and impactful promotional campaign, he was stunned.
"Wow... Even if the enemy pushes our base, they're not as fast as you!"
Chen Jianhai, confused, looked at the library's operations and the mini-program public account status, swallowing awkwardly.
This...
Is it really this popular?
Chen Jianhai wanted to say something, but seeing Lin Aiqing's face full of tears, he raised his hand, patted Lin Suyang's shoulder, and sighed heavily:
"With you here, how can I worry about the big things not being accomplished!"
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Lang's angry voice came through, "Hurry up and get to the bottom lane, we're getting wrecked!"
"Oh." Chen Jianhai quickly grabbed his phone and controlled his hero to head to the bottom lane.
"Boss, there's one more thing..." Lin Suyang said with difficulty, "A big shot has arrived at the library."
Chen Jianhai didn't even lift his eyelids, "What big shot? From which route?"
Lin Suyang pointed to Yang Yuhuan, who was being beaten mercilessly by the enemy in the bottom lane, "From this route..."
"A gamer?"
"No."
"A pipa player?"
"No."
"A cross-dresser?"
Chen Jianhai's voice became sharp, and he was inexplicably excited.
Even Xiao Lang and Xu Bo perked up their ears.
"No..." Lin Suyang pointed at Yang Yuhuan's clothes with difficulty, "An artist... the one who created this Dunhuang series, a rock painting master."
Under Chen Jianhai's shocked gaze, Lin Suyang struggled to speak:
"The side of our library's mountain wall had a bald spot... and now that wall has been painted."
"It's painted by a rock painting master named Shoulie, who studied abroad, professionally doing this. It's pretty good."
"Many people have already posted his painting process online, and we also posted it."
Chen Jianhai asked, "And then?"
"Then... Shoulie's fans and a group of domestic Dunhuang rock painting enthusiasts want to visit the island for a tour. Regarding the tour activities here,"
Lin Suyang paused and whispered, "Our publicity department also played a small role in promoting it."
"After the 'Wandering Time Drama Club,' we have to prepare for a rock painting exhibition."
Chen Jianhai was dumbfounded.
He never imagined that a rock painting master would come to Nanjing Xiaomajia Island to paint!
It seemed that ever since his hotel received the achievement "Deadly Attraction to Scholars," various talents from unheard-of industries had been drawn here.
"Do it... uh, do it well! Make it big!"
Chen Jianhai still felt like he was dreaming, full of disbelief.
Normally, you could see oil painting, traditional Chinese painting, and comic masters on TV, in magazines, and on Weibo, but a rock painting master was something Chen Jianhai had never heard of.
Not to mention,
As soon as Lin Suyang mentioned "Dunhuang," Chen Jianhai was immediately moved, worshipping and ready to kneel!
"Is that master still in the library?" Chen Jianhai asked urgently.
"Yes, his painting isn't finished yet, but it's almost done," Lin Suyang replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jianhai controlled his hero to charge into the enemy crowd and die gloriously. Then, he reported all the enemies on the "Defeat" screen and decisively closed the game.
Standing up, Chen Jianhai grabbed Xiao Lang and Xu Bo by the chest and shouted angrily,
"Stop playing, let's go up the mountain to check on Yang Yuhuan!"
...
Under Lin Suyang's lead, Chen Jianhai, Xiao Lang, and Xu Bo quickly headed to the back mountain of the island.
As soon as they reached the top, they saw a white-haired young man standing on a ladder, painting on the mountain wall with a brush in his right hand and a palette in his left.
The four of them immediately rushed up.
"Bro, I recognize this, it's the Nine-Colored Deer! I watched the cartoon when I was a kid."
Xiao Lang said excitedly as soon as he saw the painting on the cliff.
"No, it's clearly Hou Yi shooting the suns. Look at those nine suns, shining brightly."
Xu Bo shook his head and said.
"I think it's Jingwei filling the sea... look at that ocean, and there's a bird over the sea."
Chen Jianhai observed and commented.
"What do you think it is?" Chen Jianhai asked Lin Suyang.
Lin Suyang replied, "Honestly, I initially thought it was Nuwa mending the sky..."
Chen Jianhai was exasperated.
Where did you all get so many mythological stories from?
You've all learned too much!
Although they were all art novices and couldn't appreciate the artwork, they could still tell at a glance whether it was good or bad.
Unlike the rock paintings they had seen before,
The rock painting under the white-haired young man's brush combined carving and drawing. Although the carving was a bit clumsy and rough,
the carved images were projected into their eyes with a pure, barren, and strange visual impact.
Every chisel mark and brushstroke left on the mountain wall had a primitive sense of "eating raw meat and drinking blood," evolving.
The vibrant and bold colors of the nine-colored spirit deer, the fiery red sun over the sea, the clear blue sea, and the god with a human body and snake tail seemed to contain an ultra-material inner energy of wisdom,
creating a unique form of life that was born in the wilderness but continuously surged forward with an infectious power.
The painting seemed to burst forth from the blood, constructing a totem-like creation from spirit and thought, nature and primitivity.
"Bro, this painting makes me thirsty..." Xiao Lang murmured.
"You're just thirsty? I feel like kneeling before this painting," Chen Jianhai murmured.
"You just want to kneel? I feel like bowing to this painting," Xu Bo murmured.
Lin Suyang looked at the three of them with disdain, seeing their uncultured expressions!
"Boss, should we invite this master to stay at the hotel for a few days, make friends?" Lin Suyang asked.
Although the boss was hopeless, he still had to do his part and make suggestions.
As their student union teacher often said, this was called fully utilizing the role of an advisor and assistant.
"No need, just pretend we don't know." Chen Jianhai replied.
"Let him do whatever he wants. We won't disturb, engage, or interfere."
"But in the next few days, we can send more juice, desserts, and fruits to the library. Besides that, nothing else."
Chen Jianhai instructed.
Although Chen Jianhai didn't understand painting, the passion and focus in the white-haired young man's eyes while painting were terrifying.
For such an artist, any worldly conversation or entanglement was a burden. Providing an environment where he could create wholeheartedly was the greatest support for his work!
"Got it, boss," Lin Suyang replied seriously.
At this moment, a familiar and cold voice sounded in Chen Jianhai's mind:
"Ding!"
"Detected that the hotel has been artificially infused with power: Totem."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone