The glass mountain is a little far away from the town. After the rain stopped, they all went to the mouth of the town to have a look. The mud and gravel from the collapse of the glass mountain almost submerged the small bag.
Xu Haodong was a little scared when he saw that the big tree that he couldn't hold was broken from the middle. If he had not met Fang Zheng, he would have been buried in the soil.
"How do you know glass mountain is going to slide?"
Xu Haodong is a little curious. Is Fang Zhengzhen immortal? Have foresight?
Fang Zheng is sitting in the yard, eating watermelon leisurely.
"There was a rockfall on the mountain the other day, right?"
"Yes
"Falling rocks prove that the soil is loose. Then it has been predicted that there will be rain and loose soil in recent days. If the rainstorm increases, there will definitely be an accident. "
"Be honest. It's just the flood season. The mountain torrents are powerful. It's not safe to be surrounded by mountains."
"I want to give you a better view and make you happy."
Xu Haodong is a little embarrassed.
"I can't help you. I've been making trouble for you."
Fang Zheng's attempt to get a second watermelon faltered.
In fact, what does Xu Haodong do for? Not for him!
Regardless of the danger, but also want to give him a good view, people are kind, no matter how can not but know how to be grateful.
"I can't draw without inspiration. I know this beautiful place. I'll go into the mountains tomorrow to pick up the scenery."
Take the watermelon to Xu Haodong.
"Don't worry about me. Open your teahouse. I'm fine. "
"Where are you going? I'll go with you. I'm afraid something will happen to you."
"I'll go with Jiang Xiaobai."
"Come back that day, and I'll send you both."
"It's going to be a day."
Xu Haodong let out a cry.
"I'll pack for you."
Fang Zheng said he didn't need it, but Xu Haodong went into the room to clean it up.
He went with Jiang Xiaobai to collect wind, that is to say, he stayed for one day and lived in the village. He didn't need to take food, drink or clothes. It's very simple to recite a painter and go with a camera.
But when Fang Zheng was about to leave, Xu Haodong packed a field backpack for him, including blankets. Fang Zheng didn't want to take this exaggerated backpack, so Xu Haodong threw it directly into Jiang Xiaobai's trunk.
"Mr. Jiang, our family will take care of you more. I'll invite you to dinner later."
Jiang Xiaobai is holding a smile. Fang Zheng is a little embarrassed. Xu Haodong, who is familiar from his own home, can't stand it.
"All right, go back quickly."
Fang Zheng urges Jiang Xiaobai to drive quickly.
"Everything you eat and drink is in your bag. There are mosquito repellents and laxatives. Don't eat everything. Your stomach is not good. Come back early. Call me when it's dark and I'll pick you up. Mr. Jiang, if you drive slowly, our family will get carsick sometimes
Fang Zheng gives Jiang Xiaobai a push. Hurry up.
After watching enough of the drama, Jiang Xiaobai drove so far away that he almost turned to cross the bridge. Where is Xu Haodong still reluctant to part. "Nice guy."
"I can't afford it."
"Fang Zheng, you can't do this. You are only in your thirties. You still have two or thirty years to live. Are you so lonely?" "I'm not alone. I fight with him every day."
It's not a laugh.
"He made me angry yesterday. I chased him to his home. I beat him twice. I was in a good mood to see him being chased and beaten."
Jiang Xiaobai steals a cat's eye.
"I'm not only in a good mood. It's almost a month since we met last time. Fang Zheng, you've gained five pounds. It's all on your face. It's a big circle. "
Fang Zheng doesn't feel fat. He looks at himself in the rear mirror.
"I'm not fat. I just cut my hair short and look big."
Fang Zhengsi doesn't admit that he's getting fat.
"Fat and did not say you are not handsome, before thin face all sink in, now the skin is good, look good. This Xu Haodong is really good. If you live together as a neighbor, you will be so energetic. If you fall in love, you will be more charming. "
"I'm not a goblin, thank you!"
"You are fairy, fox fairy!"
Fang Zheng glared at him.
Tengyun town is only a hundred miles away. It is a famous scenic spot. They don't go to the scenic spot. They go around to the back of the scenic spot. It's a small village at the foot of the mountain. They park there.
They come to the small village every three or five times and are very familiar with the village head. The scenery here is better than that of Tengyun town. Tengyun town is undeveloped. There are more flowers and plants here. The most important thing is the beautiful water flow. A small village along the river.
Jiang Xiaobai focuses on landscape painting, while Fang Zheng focuses on landscape painting with few figures.
The two of them like the quiet country stream here. When they come, they say hello to the village head. They go up the mountain to collect scenery. In the evening, they go down the mountain to live in the village. As soon as they get up in the morning, they rush to the mountain to take pictures of the mist flowing in the mountains before the sun comes out.Originally, they planned to eat in the village. They lived in the village head's house, ate in the village head's house, and gave money to the village head when they left. Unfortunately, they came here today. The village head's house was closed. The neighbor said that the village head had something urgent to go out and came back in the afternoon.
Fang Zheng opened Xu Haodong's big luggage and wanted to take out the food and drink, take them up the mountain and eat while walking.
But Xu Haodong didn't know how to get it, and he didn't know where to hide the food. After touching it for a long time, he either used mosquito repellent or flashlights. Jiang Xiaobai turned over the weather forecast.
Fang Zheng, the weather forecast says it will rain at night. We may not be able to go up the mountain tomorrow morning. Let's leave early and take more photos.
Fang Zheng is also afraid of procrastination. He is infuriated by Xu Haodong and simply throws his backpack to Jiang Xiaobai. He carries such a big bag on his back.
The water in Tengyun town is not as beautiful as it is here. There is a river outside the village. The river is fast and can be washed away if it falls down accidentally. The water flow here is slow, not to mention the mountain stream. The stream is murmuring and clear. The pebbles washed by the current are also very beautiful. Occasionally, there is a group of small fish, and Fang scrambles to pick up several beautiful stones. There are wild orchids beside the water.
The environment is quiet and the scenery is very good.
Busy with work, they have no time to eat. They hold up their cameras and shoot everywhere, choosing scenes and composing pictures.
"Xiaobai, do you think there should be a banshee here?"
"Long hair, half naked clothes, pure as a deer, sitting on that stone with his back to us."
"Or stand in that cave over there and peek at us."
Fang Zheng is playing his imagination. How suitable it is to have a mountain demon in the mountains. All kinds of elves became Xianer's animals.
There's a hole in the middle of the mountain. They know where it is.
"Why don't we work together on a painting?"
Jiang Xiaobai put down the camera.
"You are better than me at figures. I paint landscapes and backgrounds. You start to paint all kinds of demons in my paintings to give full play to your imagination. Mandrill ghost becomes a fairy. It's the spirit of flowers and plants. It's bigger. It's going to be long. "
Fang chuckled.
"Don't let Xu Haodong hear that. He will definitely tell you a day's dirty jokes."
Jiang Xiaobai reacts and laughs.
"Don't be so serious. Let me tell you something serious. It's more than ten meters at least. Unfold and draw all the scenery in this circle. There are goblins in every corner. How about that
"If we work together, we can't finish such a big project in two or three months."
"When I don't have so many children in my small studio, I'll move to your home. Your home is big. We can hang our paintings on the wall, little by little."
"Good. Let's draw up the idea later. "
It seems that Jiang Xiaobai is not in the mood to open a studio in a big city.
"What am I doing in a studio? I'm a social phobia. I was bullied and ran out. If it wasn't for you and other people's plagiarism, I would have been scolded to death by them and said that I was a slanderer. "
Jiang Xiaobai smiles at each other.
"Fame is important, but I just want to draw. I don't want to compete with them. The so-called elders are not all able to accept that one generation is better than the other, and they will only be envious of the limelight. I have a bad temper. I'm too counselled. I can't speak when others choke me. I'd better follow you honestly. "
"Master Fang, cover me."
Fang quarreled, but Jiang Xiaobai was worse than him. At least he dared to fight and curse. Jiang Xiaobai had to wait for others to scold him.
Fang Zheng takes a picture. Jiang Xiaobai takes out his easel and puts it up. He moves it again and again. The water flows to the distance. He chooses such a scenery and stands by the stream.
Fang Zheng thinks that there are elves in the leaves and grass every time he takes a scene. He has drawn a picture in his mind. According to Jiang Xiaobai's idea, he has come up with thirty or forty goblins, all kinds of postures, all kinds of appearances, where to hide in the picture, grass leaves and rocks. At that time, this painting can also be called to find out how many goblins you see!
Interesting.
Take out a picture book and draw all the goblins he thinks about. In this way, he won't forget that he will be more irritable if he doesn't remember.
Both of them are busy. It's almost like practicing martial arts.
No one talked and began to brush on the paper.
Not hungry, not thirsty, sitting and standing.
When the rain fell, they realized that it was raining?
"Shit! I haven't finished painting yet
"Don't do it before you finish painting. Hurry to clean up. This kind of stream is easy to flood. It's very dangerous. Get out of here quickly!"
Fang vies with each other. He quickly puts the picture book into his backpack and helps Jiang Xiaobai to collect things. The picture can't be wet. They have to leave here as soon as possible.
The rock on this side is very strong, there will be no landslide, but this is the water side. It seems that the stream is quiet and quiet. Once all the rain on the mountain comes together and flows down the river, the stream can become a big river. They are still between the two mountains and will be drowned.Jiang Xiaobai is busy wrapping his paintings tightly with tarpaulin. Even if he is washed away, he can't lose his paintings.
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