The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

Professor Yang on the side was also very surprised at Gu Zheng's sudden appearance: "Hey, I haven't asked you yet. If you are a student at school, you are not attending classes well, why did you come to the country of Japan?"

"How can it be?" Gu Zheng subconsciously explained two sentences: "I just participated in the Tokyo Marathon. No, I will return to China with the team in two days."

"Professor Yang, what can I do for you?"

It would be nice if Gu Zheng didn't ask, but Professor Yang remembered Gu Zheng's role with this reminder.

"Don't you say I forgot, there will be nothing after your game is over, right?"

Gu Zheng nodded subconsciously.

Then Professor Yang continued: "That's good, report to the hotel where I stayed tomorrow."

"I originally brought your senior Zhang Leng here. Today, our two countries have art exchanges. Our colleagues in the local painting and calligraphy circles have also invited several well-known art auction houses and collectors in the country."

"I want to recommend the works of young painters from both countries."

"But who has come to think, that boring seafood will cause stomach trouble after eating too much,"

"In the end it was actually taken to the hospital."

"If he wants to come to visit tomorrow, he can't make it through. Everyone is bringing younger generations with him. As a representative of the painting and calligraphy circles, I can't be ashamed."

"Tomorrow you follow me, so it's settled."

"Huh?" Before Gu Zheng refused, Professor Yang handed the address card of the hotel where he was staying directly to Gu Zheng's hand.

On the back is the contact number on weekdays, which seems to be unavoidable.

Rolling his eyes, Gu Zheng returned to the place where his athletes stayed, and he returned his ticket for tomorrow with great distress. As for when he will return to China?

talk later.

...

The next day, a rare light rain fell in the sky, as if Gu Zheng's mood was not so clear.

In the hotel where I went to check in, I didn't see Senior Brother Zhang Leng. It is said that he is still in the small clinic beside him, with a sad bottle hanging.

On the contrary, painters and calligraphers from all walks of life who were invited with Professor Yang showed great interest in this young man who appeared inexplicably.

On the bus driving to the calligraphers of the Wa country who were invited to visit, the old people with very interesting temperament put aside their apprentices who had been tired of looking crooked a long time ago, and began to follow Gu Zheng's words.

"Lao Yang's student? Was the teacher called to Japan temporarily?"

Gu Zheng shook his head innocently, and said, "It's the kind of student who is not fake, or the kind of knowing, but my teacher and I met by chance in the Kabuki venue yesterday."

"Oh? Why are you here in Tokyo?"

"Participate in the Tokyo Marathon."

For this hobby, this group of elderly people expressed their great agreement. They all said: "Yes, we young people who are engaged in art should exercise more."

"When the province goes out, they say that we are the kind of people who can't help but receive special care."

"I think at the beginning, who wasn't the master who wielded the sword to go to the end of the world? Why are you weak now?"

"So, did you finish the whole marathon yesterday? It doesn't matter what your results are, it's up to you to persist."

"If we are engaged in calligraphy and painting, the endurance must be good."

Gu Zheng quietly looked at the old man whose beard was almost down to his belly button, and thought to himself, this is not a question of weakness, it is a question of longevity, okay.

But if Gu Zheng was praised, he had to be humble, and he answered very sincerely.

"Don't worry, teachers, seniors, I won the championship for our artists yesterday, and I won a Tokyo Marathon."

"Uh, I came to participate on behalf of the Capital Sports Commission, hehe."

The eyeballs of a group of old men bulged forward by a centimeter in an instant. They were shocked, did they?

When did such a fierce man appear in the calligraphy and painting world? This is a bit illusory.

As a non-direct professor, Professor Yang was also shocked. He asked in a low voice, "Gu Zheng, I remember the last time you heard from your neighbour that you were not in charge of the city?"

"Why is the city management responsible for running the marathon now?"

"What?"

The group of old men eavesdropping with their ears upright was stunned.

Are you a city manager?

Is it true that what is described in the news of the Ministry of Shock on the Internet is true?

Can the combat power of a city management be worth the army of a squad?

Ha ha ha, the expressions of these old men looking after Gu Zheng changed very consciously.

And the students next to them who had taken away their teacher's attention, also instantly quieted down.

Urban management, don’t provoke them, it is said that they will become temporary workers at any time...

The coaches invited to represent China drove towards the destination with a weird atmosphere.

The lower and lower buildings, and the green lawns that gradually appear, indicate that the suburbs outside Tokyo have already arrived.

Here, the traditional Japanese-style architecture finally has its place.

Behind the rows of small second floors, the whole picture of the Japanese-style manor with a large area is exposed.

The end of the bus is at the gate of the outer wall of this manor.

When everyone got out of the car, it was not the owner, but the official family of the manor.

According to the gossip of Professor Yang, the identity of the chairman of the Calligraphy Association is the old nobleman of the original Japanese country.

If you want to come to the existence of this Japanese-style manor, as well as this traditional style of housekeeper and servant, it will bring the shadow of the old nobility of the country.

Originally, everyone didn't care about it, but after entering the gate of this manor, they discovered that there was something special in it.

The traditional rockery pavilion corridor, into the poetic and painting-like water pavilion garden.

If you look closely at the flying eaves, you can see a lot of the styles of the Later Tang Dynasty since Buddhism was introduced to the country.

After going through a tortuous Japanese-style corridor, even if it is formally stepped into the entrance of this huge house.

This is the facade of a Japanese family, there is nothing new or old.

Here, everyone has to take off their shoes. Placed under the brown lacquered wood board, the toes of the shoes are facing the outside, showing respect for the rules and etiquette of this country.

Those who have done all this can only step onto the slab ground one step higher. This area is considered to be Sanhe Tu. After everyone has assembled, the old housekeeper will lead them to the large room opposite the Sanhe Tu.

There, Fujiwara once, waiting eagerly there.

He used the best Japanese tea ceremony as a welcome gift for him to entertain guests from afar.

Everyone greeted each other, and the servant on the side gave Fujiwara an elegant fragrance.

The sliding door outside the big house is opened on all sides for the convenience of guests enjoying the scenery.

Quite curious, Gu Zheng put his gaze into the small but very characteristic garden scenery in the yard.

"Da la la"

The bamboo tube used to store water not far from the corridor outside the house was filled with water, and the bamboo tip on one end could not withstand the force, so it fell into a stone water storage groove.

In this open area where the drizzle is raining and the cicadas are invisible, a bit of freehand brushwork is added.

Because of the falling rain, this sink specially prepared for the tea room is naturally impossible to take water and make tea directly as usual.

Fujiwara, which has been prepared for a long time, uses the snowy mountains and rivers in his cellar to entertain the same elegant guests from afar.

A faint fragrance of green tea gradually filled the tea room, but a sound that was out of sync with the scenery at this time came from the other end of the distant courtyard.

‘Boom! ’

The Fujiwara inside the house frowned, but the official on the side answered the owner's question in a flat and straightforward voice.

"The little master took the classmates home to prepare for the National Archery Competition next week."

Hearing this Fujiwara's brows only loosened a little.

In order not to make the owner seem too embarrassed, the Japanese calligraphers who belonged to the same club changed the subject for the sake of the principle.

"Fujiwara-kun, it’s too early. Kyudo is also an old way of etiquette in the country. Since it is a cultural exchange, you might as well take Chinese artists to visit."

On the other side, Fujiwara showed a very humble smile, but Gu Zheng could have seen a bit of insincere pride from it: "Where~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The kid’s archery is only slightly furry, and he advances in the archery. On the way, there are still others to learn."

Since it's not what it looks like, don't look at it, right?

No, people don't mean that.

Fujiwara opened his mouth wider, and handed it to the bow shooting range opposite the courtyard: "If you are interested, go and watch together. I will guide you and explain it to you."

If you want to show off your son, just say it, it's too fake.

What else can everyone do?

No one is worse than polite.

The Chinese invitees got up one after another. Those who were not interested also pretended to be very interested, and went to the back of the courtyard together.

The insightful old housekeeper brought the tea trays together. The tea bowls were made for each person, and the green tea was used to quench the thirst of Chinese visitors who had already drunk a circle of tea.

Those old men who don't plan to join in the fun sit cross-legged on the periphery, but the young students are extremely interested in bow shooting.

Under the sign of the host, they came to the corridor of the courtyard and saw a very standard archery target and a complete set of very traditional and serious bow shooting equipment.

These young people from the Japanese country are holding a two-meter-long bow alone. After drawing arrows, they are very serious about shooting arrows at the target.

The Japanese archery is different from the archery that has evolved in China for many years or the archery in the modern history of Goryeo Kingdom.

They seem to pay attention to the highest grades while also taking into account the beauty of etiquette.

The shooting sport of Goryeo, which was like shouting, was deeply despised by them in their hearts.

And Fujiwara on the side has not forgotten that at this time, the friendly relationship with the Chinese visitors is getting closer.

Very enthusiastically, he explained the bow shooting in the court.