Chapter 1211 (1/2)
Because sun Mo already has a case in his mind, he can get twice the result with half the effort!
In just 20 minutes, the creation was finished.
”So fast?”
The three famous painters were shocked directly. They were just like watching a small film when they suddenly saw Zhen Zi crawling out of the TV set. All the young brothers would be withered.
Because Zeng gongnian's three people had painted famous paintings, they understood how amazing sun Mo's performance was at this time.
”Come on, show the famous paintings!”
The king of Qi ordered.
Two small eunuchs were supposed to come forward, but they were kicked away by the chief of the interior affairs of the king of Qi. Then he came forward to show his paintings to the public.
Who dares to take this opportunity to flatter? I'll kill him!
Hiss!
The moment people saw the famous paintings, a huge sadness and indignation gushed out from the bottom of their hearts and filled their chests, making the whole person miserable to death.
”This Is that too pathetic? ”
The queen sobbed, and the tears couldn't stop.
Other people are also worried.
”Sun Aiqing, is this painting too tragic?”
The king of Qi also choked, but more embarrassment and remorse.
What did sun Mo draw?
Very simply, there is a four or five-year-old girl on the dilapidated land. She kneels and crawls there, dying. Not far from her, there is a vulture with fierce eyes. It has smelled the breath of death. Once the little girl dies, it will immediately peck at her body.
The little girl was skinny and skinny. Her legs were not enough to support her walking. Her head hung down, and she did not even have the strength to look forward.
Many people, after a look, instinctively move their eyes, because this picture is too cruel.
”Isn't this what happened and is happening in many places?”
Sun Mo retorted.
The content of his painting, from the hungry Sudan, once made a sensation in the world. Because of this painting, various international organizations have also increased their assistance to this country.
His photographer won the Pulitzer Prize for this painting, but he was despised by people and said that he did not help the little girl, so that the photographer blamed himself and finally chose to commit suicide.
When sun Mo saw this picture for the first time, he was deeply shocked. He felt that the softest part in his heart was touched.
In modern times, he is an ordinary person, has no voice, wants to do some things, can not, but now, he is a famous teacher in Kyushu!
What should I do!
Sun Mo's eyes swept over these people. They were all princesses, princesses, and Xun GUI. Five of them would become kings of five empires in the future. Their words and deeds determined whether the lives of tens of thousands of people were happy or miserable.
People who are seen by sun Mo subconsciously dodge and dare not look at him.
”There are many ways of a person's death, such as being killed, committing suicide, or even falling down and dying when he is out of the house. But the most helpless and saddening thing is starvation.”
Sun Mo ha ha, the corner of his mouth overflowed with a smile: ”you are rich everyday. The pet dogs in your family eat several times more than some ordinary people, so you can't imagine that a person can starve to death?”
”You know what? People are so hungry that they can eat the bark and soil! ”
Sun Mo saved face for the king of Qi, so he looked at Xia Taikang and said, ”you are all people who have read poems and books. You can change your son and eat, and analyze the bones and Cuan. Don't you need me to explain it?”
”Mr. Sun, in the famine years, we also made great efforts to relieve the disaster!”
Wei Wuhan retorts that he doesn't want to carry the pot.
”And then?”
Sun Mo asked, ”do you think that if you do it, others can't blame you? What a bastard's idea. When the people pay taxes, you have the obligation to protect their lives and property, instead of treating them as your leeks. You just want to harvest them and not cultivate them! ”
Let alone Wei Wu dark, other people's faces are not good, after all, we are the top class of the profit-making class, are vested interests!
”I just want you to remember that every meal you eat is the flesh and blood of the people and the bone marrow of the people. What you do after eating is worthy of the people's fat and cream.”
Boom!
The golden words broke out.
The golden spot, splashing all over the sky, covered the whole Victory Square.
Many people envied silence.
”What a wonderful teacher
Xian Yuwei worships him.
”Yes, those in power should not blindly ask for it. The decline of every dynasty is due to exploitation and loss of popular support.”
Helene North laments.
”The teacher did a good job, but in this situation, it will offend many people!”
The sick seedling is worried.”This is the responsibility that a famous teacher should shoulder. Can't we stop talking because we are afraid of offending others?”
Lu Zhi if the teacher is good enough to be a saint.
”Sun Mo is also inflated. He doesn't know the height of the earth.”
Han cangshui sneers. Even if these people don't say anything now, they absolutely hate sun Mo in their hearts. After all, no one likes to be taught a lesson.
What's more, the king of Qi clearly wanted to collect a famous painting of sun mo. as a result, you drew such a thing. Are you disgusting?
Gradually, there was a sound under the stage.
”This painting is very instructive, but it's not a famous painting!”
Some people are sorry.
”Who told you this is not a famous painting?”
”Is this unknown? The most important sign is that paintings are no longer monotonous black and white, but color! ”
”You are really ignorant. It is obvious that sun Mingshi deliberately did not paint in order to increase the artistic conception of his paintings.”
The onlookers under the stage argued endlessly, but the king of Qi and his party on the stage were well-informed. Naturally, they knew that this was a famous painting. The reason why there was no color was Sun Mo's intention.
This kind of black and white coloring, more solemn, reverent feeling!
”Mr. Sun, it's a pity that there is no famous poem to match such a famous painting.”
Wang Zan made a voice and begged sun Mo to write a poem!
The king of Qi laughs bitterly. Painting is a good painting, but the implication is really embarrassing. It's like pointing at the monk and scolding the thief. However, sun Aiqing is very powerful. He scolds people, and he is also so beautiful, instead of just saying the same thing to his mother!
Sun Mo already had a draft, so he wrote a paragraph in running script in the lower left corner of his painting.
The mountains and hills are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on Tongguan road!
Looking at the west capital, I hesitated, sad, Qin and Han Dynasties by the line, the palace between thousands of earth.
Prosperity is bitter for the people; death is for the people.
”Good words!”
Wang Zan praised it.
Zeng gongnian and Zou Yin sighed in their hearts and had to take them!
Although we have already passed through Li Ziqi's drunken poems and have a solid understanding of sun Mo's talent, we suddenly find that it is not the whole story of sun mo.
”There are ten talents in the world, and sun Shi owns nine.”
The king of Qi sighed with emotion, and then worshipped sun Mo deeply: ”thank you for your instruction.”