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Cartographer is a rare profession, which requires too much knowledge. Even a junior cartographer is likely to play iron, carpentry and tile. It is very difficult for every cartographer to be born. Of course, Wang Rui is particularly important to live in the palace.
Han Sheng was about to take Li She to the drawing artists’ small courtyard, but before she got near, she heard a man anxiously shouting, "Wrong! Wrong! Not like this! "
Li she discovered that an old man was educating a young boy to look fourteen or fifteen years old, which should be a picture of a master teaching his disciples.
But I didn’t expect the boy to say, "Yes, it will be easier for workers to do it and look more beautiful!" "
"What do you know about this kid? I’ve been devoted to the drawing industry all my life. Right or wrong? I don’t know!" The old man nu way
"Anyway, I am right!" The little boy wanted to explain, but he didn’t know how to say it, and finally he said this childish thing.
The first pack Chapter sixty-three A stuttering boy
The little boy is adamant and has his own ideas. He has always insisted on his own opinions on this issue and does not feel that he is a child and should give in to his predecessors by three points.
"You! You! You are really angry! " The old man’s stubborn words to the little boy can be said to be full of anger.
Han Sheng seems to have been used to smiling "old ink! It’ s noisy with the pony again! "
When the old man saw Han Sheng coming, he quickly picked up the drawing that the little boy had just drawn and said excitedly, "Master Han, you can judge whether this painting is right or not!"
"Ha, ha, ha, Lao Mo, you are really confused. How can I possibly understand these things? You want to find someone to judge and you have the wrong person!" Han Sheng laughed.
Of course, Lao Mo knows that Han Sheng is a layman, but all the cartographers in this courtyard have already seen it and all agree with Lao Mo’s point of view, but this child is stubborn to say that he has lived for Lao Mo for so many years and has been so contradicted by people. Two people immediately carried it.
Every day, the two men argue a few words, which is not surprising to the whole people in Wangfu. It is strange that Laomo is still enjoying it. Laomo is very appreciative of this child, as if he had many strange ideas when he was a child, but he has become more and more old-fashioned and the drawings are the same with age.
Lao Mo didn’t want to accept the little boy as a disciple. He was afraid that the little boy would learn from him and become the same after he was afraid of him. So this quarrel form was used to teach the little boy. The little boy didn’t let Lao Mo down. Since he first came, the junior cartographer has been promoted. Now the intermediate cartographer should know that the little boy has been here for just three months.
Many people have lived all their lives as junior cartographers, and this little boy has gone from junior cartographer to intermediate cartographer in three months. What an amazing talent!
Li she also took a look at the drawings in Lao Mo’s hand and thought, Is this the drawings made by cartographers?
Half of the paper painting seems to be a painting of a restaurant. Looking at it, the little boy cried and smiled. "This hotel painting is really good!" " Crouching in front of the little boy, he said, "Is this the restaurant you painted? What a beautiful painting! "
"Ha ha ha ha!" Old ink burst out laughing, and all the cartographers followed suit.
Li She doesn’t understand what these people are laughing at like a confused monk Zhang Er.
The little boy also smiled through tears and said, "Uncle is really … really stupid … but he will … regard the teahouse as … a restaurant."
Li she discovered that the child still has a stuttering problem. "Uh, this? It was a mistake, hehehe! " Said finally even laughed at himself.
Han Sheng took the old ink and clapped his hands and shouted to other cartographers, "Come here, everyone. I have something to say to you!"
"Master Bo has something to say to us!" They have put their hands on the work and walked to Li’s side.
After people gathered around, Han Sheng bent down to point to Li She and said, "This is the Duke of Li She, who was just named by Emperor Han Ling, and also the brother-in-law of the secretariat."
Everyone was surprised. The duke? Hurriedly knelt down and shouted, "Right people meet the Duke!"
"Let’s not see extra money!" Li She said
After everyone got up, Han Sheng pointed to the old ink and said, "The only senior cartographer in the old ink south county."
"Seen Mr. Mo," Li said respectfully.
Lao Mo quickly replied, "The Duke is too strange!"
Then Han Sheng pointed out five people in succession and introduced their names respectively, saying that "they are intermediate cartographers and the other 14 people are junior cartographers"
Li She looked at the five junior cartographers, and it seemed that she was going to choose one of them.
Among the five people, there is no surprise. The only surprise is that he is older and looks older than Lao Mo, and he is about to be buried. He is afraid that Li She will take him back and the drawings will hang before he can make a few copies.
At this moment, the little boy said again, "Master … Master … you … you … you’re wrong … I’m also an intermediate cartographer … a cartographer!"
"oh? When did it happen? " Han Sheng seems very surprised.
"Yesterday … yesterday, I quarreled with Grandpa Mo … and I was in a bad mood … when I drew a picture … I scribbled a picture … and I accidentally got promoted to intermediate drawing … Tu Tu." The boy seemed to be a little embarrassed.
Everyone just found out why the boy was promoted to the intermediate cartographer, and his face was very strange. Those junior cartographers were very unhappy. You were promoted by doodling, which made us hard-working but not promoted. How can we live?
Those five intermediate cartographers don’t know what to say. They almost worked their whole lives to get into the intermediate cartographer industry, especially when the old man was promoted in his twilight years. Finally, he sighed in his heart, this is the world of young people!
At this age, he is an intermediate cartographer. If Li She is not stupid, she must know that this little boy is a genius. If she doesn’t choose him, she immediately said, "I will choose him!"
"Choose … choose me? Choose me what … what? " The little boy asked.
Li said with a smile, "Of course, I chose you to go back with my uncle!"
Han Sheng explained it to the people before it was time. It was the duke who chose the candidate.
The little boy shook his head. "No, no, no, I can’t, I can’t go with my uncle!" "
Han Sheng’s face immediately turned gloomy and scared the little boy back again and again. Li She hurriedly held the little boy in her arms and said, "Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid! Lord Bo is scaring you to play! "
Han Sheng said with a cold face, "This is not a sex place. The duke values you. That’s your blessing. Don’t be unappreciative!"
The little boy was very wronged in Li’s arms. "But … but I still want to learn something from Grandpa Mo …" It turned out that the little boy had long known that the old ink meant nothing.
"Ha-ha-ha! I didn’t expect the pony to know all about it. I, an old guy, still do a good job myself!" Old ink laughed at himself, but he was very pleased that the pony was so clever that old ink felt that he had no white education.
The little boy broke free from Li She’s arms and came to the front of Lao Mo. He wanted to admit his mistake and bowed his head and said, "Grandpa Mo, you … you, don’t be angry."
"Ink grandpa how can be angry? I’m glad the pony is so clever. Will you come again? The main thin adult is right. The duke can value you as your blessing. Go with the duke, "said the old ink kindly.
"But …"
Lao Mo said, "I have nothing to give you. You are going to shine on you soon. Go!"
"That’s … that’s all right." The little boy agreed and looked at Li She and said, "Uncle, can I … can I go back with you? I still need to see what my parents mean … if they don’t want to … I don’t have any idea." The little boy stuttered very badly and it was very exciting to say a complete sentence.
"That’s easy to say. I’ll take your parents with me," Li said.
On the way to his home with Li She, the little boy suddenly repented and knelt in front of Lao Mo and said, "Mo … Grandpa Mo, can I … can I call you a teacher?" Although the old ink boy has no mentoring name, he already has mentoring reality.
Old ink at that time career and trembling hands will help the little boy up "good boy! What a good apprentice! The master didn’t ask for anything else. I hope you can make some contributions to the people and don’t waste our mentoring! "
"Teacher … please rest assured that I … I will … I will," the boy said firmly with clenched fists.