Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 67 One word, absolutely!

"This kid is crazy."

At noon, the Three Musketeers of the Library returned to the dormitory and found that the sheets were still pulled up, fearing that the guy inside would die suddenly.

Hu Ziqiang was about to grab the curtain and enter, but was stopped before he could get close.

The voice was full of exhaustion, but there was also an excitement that couldn't be hidden.

Wu Yingxiong scratched his head, "Brother Kun is really suitable to be a craftsman. With this spirit of forgetting to sleep and eat, he can become a master in the future!"

"You're putting the cart before the horse!"

Gao Jinxi sighed and made up his mind to find time to have a good chat with Jiankun, fearing that the child would suddenly become interested and ruin his future.

Do we need a master craftsman?

"Hero, help him get his meal done. I don't have any meat or vegetable tickets."

"Eh."

"No! I won't eat."

A voice came from behind the partition.

How can I have time to eat at this time?

"You bitch, you want to become an immortal, but you didn't even eat in the morning!" Hu Ziqiang scolded.

There was no sound inside.

Li Jiankun's current state is indeed a bit scary, like a fish that slipped through the net at Qingshan Hospital:
His hair was a mess, his face was as oily as cooking, and he had a pair of panda eyes with red eyes and bloodshot eyes, and his mouth was grinning in a silent laugh.

That's what it feels like!

That's it!
There should not be Mr. Mei in the photo. The peerless beauty in the phoenix crown on the stage is a serious noble concubine!

The look on the Broadway audience below, the woman should be stunned and jealous!
Men should be obsessed and fascinated!
There was no cheering or enthusiasm. The theater at that time should have been immersed in shock and fantasy.

In a word, he found the charm of this yellowed, ruined, old photo.

Overall charm!

And tried to use thick ink and heavy colors to make it lively.

This was a state of mind he had never experienced before after tinkering with the restoration of old photos, as if a certain barrier had been broken.

Peak state! ——
one day one Night.

After finishing work, Li Jiankun collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

During this period, Brother Qiang came over and snorted three times; Wu Yingxiong carried a lunch box and seduced her twice with fragrant meat and vegetables; Lao Gao twisted a hot towel and wiped his face.

I don't know.

Like a dead dog.

All the energy in the body was drained.

Fortunately, I am young. If it were the old bones of my previous life, this photo would have become a legacy.

Early the next morning.

Li Jiankun got up like a normal person, skipped school and went to the cafeteria to eat and drink.

Six big meat buns, a group of girls were stunned and a group of men were envious.

Touching my pocket, I got it, one dollar and twenty-five cents.

Back to the poor ranks again.

Get up and collect the bill!
I didn’t pick up the small table today. After finishing this order, I had to take a break just to meet Mr. Jin. After that, there should be some chain reaction.

Caimenying Pigeon Market.

Mr. Jin Sanye said, come over when it's done, he will know.

Li Jiankun was not surprised at all.

"Hey! Little master, you haven't seen anyone since it's been almost ten days, right?"

"Little Master, is that photo okay?"

"Are you done, little master? Take a look?"

He didn't show up for a whole 9 days. Guess what, not only did everyone not forget about him, they kept getting in touch with him.

There are only two outcomes today:

Or get beaten to death!

How about making money!
Li Jiankun said "Wait until Mr. Jin comes over" and dismissed a bunch of stall owners and regular tourists, arriving at his old place where even beggars were not interested.

"Uncle Xu, have you eaten?"

"Hey, eat, eat, you are here."

Just in time to spare, Teacher Li came online and was ready to chat with him.

To say that this capital city is evil, it is almost May and you have to wear a cotton-padded jacket when you get up in the morning.The old man was wearing a tattered coat, a pair of open-toed cloth shoes, and no socks.

It was almost the same as when he first came back.

I can’t see craftsmen being forced to do this!

"Stab!"

The big front door presented one, and the matches followed.

"Uncle Xu, are all your toys just for children?"

"No, sir, he doesn't care about it either. It's not like in the past. When I was young, I would carve large pieces and customers would buy them as decorations. But now I don't dare to do it anymore. It took me a lot of time and effort to carve them for half a month. If no one buys them, I will starve to death." .”

Also, no one is looking for antiques these days, let alone wood carvings.

Li Jiankun is not without ideas. "Then you didn't choose the right style. You have to carve something that children can't take their eyes away from."

Uncle Xu's cigarette reached the holder, but he didn't want to throw it away. He asked in surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

"You can try it later. Carve a few box guns and rifles and put them on display. If you don't want to sell them, come to me."

Uncle Xu's yellow eyes suddenly lit up, but soon dimmed again, and he sighed: "Is this considered a toy?"

"Uncle, we have to be pragmatic. If you don't carve these things, you are not a craftsman, and you will lose your skills. We must have enough to eat."

This is a conflict of ideas.

Li Jiankun admired these old craftsmen, but he did not agree that only creating on an empty stomach can be called craftsmanship.

Uncle Xu took the last puff of his cigarette, hung his head and said nothing.

Li Jiankun sighed secretly, unable to break it off and return it.

"Well, sir, let me tell you something else..."

After hearing this, Uncle Xu was startled.

"Can this be carved?!"

"There's nothing you can't do. Don't get carried away. This is called singing praises! You can't just make a statue of Bodhisattva Guanyin or something like that, but you can also do it first. Let's see which one is more reliable."

Uncle Xu shuddered when he heard the word "Bodhisattva".

He suffered a big loss on this matter in his early years!
"I think about it, I think about it..."

Okay, that's it for now. If I can't break it off anymore, I can only say that I don't have that fate.

At this time, there was a commotion in Pigeon City, and people rushed here in droves.

Mr. Jin San is here!
When the person arrived, neither party spoke first.

Li Jiankun took out the picture frame from the liberation bag and handed it over.

Jin San took it with both hands, lowered his head, and looked at it.

Suddenly, two rays of light burst out from his eyes!

The hand holding the photo frame could not help but tremble.

At this time, the photo in the frame had long been "changed beyond recognition" and was completely different from his yellowed and ruined old photo.

Everything is so new and colorful.

Broadway goers now have different costumes and faces!
Those faces, even though they are just a touch of oil paint from a close look, strangely display different expressions.

There is astonishment, admiration, obsession, and even lust!

He subconsciously stretched his hands and took the photo frame farther away. He was surprised to find that even the silver ornaments on the head of the Western lady were clearly visible, as if they were reflecting the light.

Alive!

These spectators are alive!

They were all captivated by this performance.

On the stage, the color of the phoenix crown and harem was so bright. As an old fan, Jin San recognized at just one glance that this was the costume for "The Drunken Concubine"!

He looked over and over again, but couldn't find any difference in color matching.

What moved him even more was.

The tassel is so thin that it is almost impossible to detect it. If you don't look at it from a distance, you can't even notice it, but it has different colors.

'What a figure! '

Delicate, beautiful, and unparalleled!

With the blessing of color, that charm comes to your face with a bang.

It was as if there really was a noble concubine dancing drunkenly in front of her, her sleeves flowing gracefully.

Look at the face again.

Jin San's mind roared.

All the details are revealed!

Dark eyebrows, scarlet cheeks, red lips, teary eyes...

What is incredible is that the clever attitude of being mixed with shame and anger, and unable to relieve all the melancholy, also emerged.

Jin San suddenly felt sad and pity.

Such a beautiful woman, waiting for the king but not coming, has no choice but to drown her sorrows in wine.

Damn Li Longji!

After looking at the complete photo, Jin San was already so excited that he was about to let go. Suddenly, he was startled and realized a serious problem:
Where is Mr. Mei?

Oh my gosh!When he was admiring the photos just now, he completely ignored Mr. Mei.

On the stage, there was only the imperial concubine.

He was very angry. Although he painted extremely well, how could he dare to paint away my Mr. Mei? !
But in a flash, tears filled her eyes again.

Yes, why should there be Mr. Mei?
Since Mr. Mei plays the role of a noble concubine, with his divine appearance and charm, she can only be considered a noble concubine!
"If you look at me, I am not me. If you look at me, I am not me. Whoever pretends to be looks like someone else. Whoever pretends to look like someone else will look like someone else."

One of my favorite couplets.

If Mr. Rao Shi's spirit in heaven knows, a painter can restore his charm and know what he wants in the blurred photos.

I'm sure you'll be smiling too.

Absolutely!

(End of this chapter)