ccnovels #585 - Chapter 585: It's not a plum tree, it's a dream! Studying confidentiality regulatio
#585 - Chapter 585: It's not a plum tree, it's a dream! Studying confidentiality regulatio
Just a figurehead?
Even so, it's a figurehead representing the nation!
The old man's temper is indeed fiery, but it doesn't mean he's completely brainless.
The raised inkstone was finally put down: "Dare to spout nonsense again, and don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Inspiration has dried up," Chen Hao repeated with a smile.
He knew.
These kinds of old artists can't stand being negated the most.
It's comparable to the humiliation of being slapped in public!
"You… you dare…" The old man was furious.
"Can't paint anything decent."
"Even if it brings disaster upon my entire family today, I will…"
"Don't believe it? Let's compare?"
"…"
The rampaging old man suddenly quieted down.
If someone tells you a joke, at most you'll just think it's not funny, how could you get angry?
Moreover.
This joke is very funny.
"What qualifications do you have…" The old man sneered.
You say compare, so we compare?
Do you have the qualifications?
"Based on my control of a trillion-dollar group, based on my solving the Sunflower Conjecture, based on me being even more famous than you—is that enough?" Chen Hao asked with a smile.
"You…"
The old man was angered again.
A figurehead dares to spout such nonsense?
Is Hanteng Capital yours?
The country pushed you out as a superficial leader, don't you have any self-awareness?
Did you solve the Sunflower Conjecture?
What ability do you have!
Do you even have hair?
Not even a single strand!
"Chairman Chen, why don't we leave? My father has a rather quick temper…" Ding Fengyu advised.
He was really afraid that his father wouldn't be able to restrain himself and would resort to violence.
It's not worth bringing disaster upon the whole family just to argue with a figurehead.
"Oh!"
Chen Hao's gaze went past the old man, looking at the Xuan paper on the desk: "Been thinking for a long time, but don't know how to start writing? It's still a blank sheet?"
"What did you say?!" The old man was even more angry.
It's not that he had no inspiration, but ever since his granddaughter came back, she's been unhappy.
His granddaughter is unhappy.
He's also in a bad mood.
How can he create when he's upset?
"How about this!"
Chen Hao walked straight into the study: "Xuan paper is very expensive, it's a pity to waste it, I'll give you a painting."
"Chairman Chen!" Ding Fengyu was about to stop him.
His father doesn't allow anyone to touch his writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone casually.
Not even him!
His ideal is very full.
But reality is…
Suddenly!
Chen Hao picked up the brush and splashed ink.
At first, the old man was just waiting for him to make a fool of himself, but after a few strokes, the expression on his face, which was ready to watch a joke—changed!
An expert only needs to make one move to know if they're skilled.
The old man looked astonished.
On the Xuan paper, there was only a plum tree.
But with those simple strokes, it wasn't just that the plum tree leaped onto the paper?
Defying the wind and snow!
Blooming wantonly!
That artistic conception…
The old man didn't continue looking at the painting, staring blankly at Chen Hao: "You… which school are you from?"
Mi school?
Lingnan?
Or perhaps the Southern School or the Northern School?
It doesn't seem like any of them, but you can find some unique shadows of each school.
"A person's life is very short."
Chen Hao's brush didn't stop, he murmured as he painted: "Not to mention righteousness, nor contributing to the country—even if it's just for oneself, one should have some dreams, right?"
"You old man like to paint, what would you do if someone didn't allow you to paint?"
"Ding Xiang's dream is to be a soldier."
"Just because it's dangerous, should it be stopped?"
"For you, which is more important, painting or life?"
Instantly!
The old man was stunned there.
If someone didn't allow him to paint, he would definitely fight them to the death!
Painting is his lifeblood!
Standing in the position of an elder, he doesn't want his granddaughter to take risks, but from another perspective?
He's destroying his granddaughter's dream!
"Very dangerous?" he asked blankly.
"Actually, it's not that dangerous," Chen Hao smiled.
"You… sure?"
"Mainly to deal with those hooligans and ruffians who harbor ill intentions."
"…"
The old man was silent.
That plum tree surprised him, but it only allowed him to calm down and communicate with Chen Hao.
It wasn't the plum tree that convinced him.
It was Chen Hao!
It was the explanation about dreams after putting himself in her shoes.
…
It was late.
He definitely couldn't go back today.
Cangzhou doesn't have an airport, it takes a long time to drive to the provincial capital, and Chen Hao wasn't in a hurry anyway.
The quantum satellite was successfully developed, so he took the opportunity to rest for a few days.
Moreover, the old man also tried his best to keep him, claiming that as a family of scholars, they must abide by Chinese traditions, how can a guest leave without eating?
He seemed to have forgotten…
How he scolded people and how he drove Chen Hao away before.
After dinner, he kept pulling Chen Hao, talking about all kinds of things related to Chinese painting.
They talked until after ten o'clock.
"I'm not chatting anymore, I'm sleepy."
In the tea room.
The old man got up: "I won't see you off tomorrow."
"No need to trouble you, old man," Chen Hao chuckled.
Suddenly!
The old and the young had just reached the door of the tea room.
The old man stopped, turned his head, and stared at Chen Hao: "You're not a figurehead?"
It was an inquiry.
But his eyes were very certain.
The world believes that Chen Hao is not a genius, and believes that the answer to the Sunflower Conjecture was deliberately given to him by the country, just to put him on a pedestal so that he can be this figurehead.
But!
The old man realized that this was not the case!
If he was powerless to solve the Sunflower Conjecture two years ago as a high school student.
Today, two years later.
Where did the master-level skill in Chinese painting come from?
Chinese painting is not a math problem.
Math problems have answers, you can just memorize them.
What about Chinese painting?
There is no memorization!
"You shouldn't have asked," Chen Hao smiled wryly.
"What do you mean?"
The old man looked dumbfounded.
He sincerely felt that this young man was very powerful, completely different from the rumors outside.
He was just asking, why shouldn't he have asked?
The old and the young walked out of the tea room.
Xia Qingmo and Ding Xiang were in the garden outside.
"Hello, Grandpa Ding," Xia Qingmo quickly greeted.
"Good!"
The old man looked kind: "I should go to rest too, I won't disturb you young people."
Suddenly!
Just as he was about to go to rest, a group of people popped out.
"You… who are you?!" The old man was shocked.
"What are you doing?!" Ding Xiang asked sternly.
Among these people, she recognized some, because they also came from Dragon Flame.
Whether it's Dragon Flame.
Or the State Security.
Can they just barge into her house?
Are there no rules?!
"Old Ding."
The leading man was very polite, but his tone was unquestionable: "Please come with us for a while."
"Are you crazy? What happened to my grandfather?!" Ding Xiang was furious.
"Old Ding may have touched on top secrets and needs to study the confidentiality regulations," the man explained.
"What?!"
Ding Xiang was first shocked, and then seemed to think of something: "Grandpa, what did you ask?"
"I… I…"
The old man stammered, and the next moment he suddenly woke up.
He looked at Chen Hao in horror, and muttered to his granddaughter: "I just asked… he's not a figurehead."
"…"
Ding Xiang was stunned.
Sure enough!
He asked what he shouldn't have asked!
"Grandpa, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest, let's study the confidentiality regulations first," Ding Xiang sighed.
The old man looked at Chen Hao in disbelief.
He remembered what Chen Hao said before, before leaving the tea room.
'You shouldn't have asked.'
He just asked casually.
A group of people popped out!
And claimed that he may have touched on top secrets!
At this moment.
Anyone who isn't stupid can guess that Chen Hao is definitely not a figurehead, and… has an unimaginable identity!
Grandpa was taken away to study the confidentiality regulations.
Ding Xiang was very happy instead: "Let's go! I'll take you to eat supper and try the specialties of Cangzhou!"
"By the way! Chen Hao, how did you convince Grandpa?"
There were family members present before.
When Grandpa no longer interfered, she was both surprised and happy, but couldn't find a chance to ask.