I Have a Seaside Five-star Hotel

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Lin Suyang's office speed is really amazing.

When Chen Jianhai learned that his Propaganda Department not only built the library's official website in just a few days, but also carried out a wide-ranging and extremely influential publicity work, he was shocked.

"Good guy... I can't push my high ground from the opposite side as fast as you!"

Chen Jianhai looked at the operation situation of his library and the mini program public account in confusion, and swallowed in embarrassment.

this……

Is it so hot?

Chen Jianhai wanted to say something, but after seeing Lin Aiqing's tearless expression,

Chen Jianhai still raised his hand, patted Lin Suyang's shoulder, and sighed heavily:

"With your talents and plans here, why worry about failing to achieve great things!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiaolang's angry curse came over, "He's resurrected, come to the bottom lane and kill him!"

"Oh." Chen Jianhai quickly grabbed his cell phone and steered the powerful hero down the road.

"Boss, there is one more thing..." Lin Suyang gritted his teeth and said, "The great master is here in the library."

Chen Jianhai didn't even raise his eyelids: "What kind of master? Where are you from?"

Lin Suyang pointed to Yang Yuhuan who was being pushed to the ground by the enemy and beaten wildly, "This way..."

"Playing games?"

"no."

“A pipa player??”

"no."

“The master of cross-dressing???”

Chen Jianhai's voice became sharper, and his whole person felt indescribably excited.

Even Xiaolang and Dabo pricked up their ears,

"No..." Lin Suyang pointed at Yang Yuhuan's clothes, "The one who painted... is the master of rock painting from the Dunhuang series."

Under Chen Jianhai's shocked eyes, Lin Suyang said with difficulty:

"Isn't there a bald patch on the side of the mountain wall in our library...and that mountain wall is now painted."

"It was painted by a master of rock painting named Hunting. He studied abroad and is a professional in this field. His paintings are quite good."

"Many people have posted his painting process online, and we have also posted it."

Chen Jianhai: "What then?"

"Then...then fans of the hunting god and a group of domestic Dunhuang rock painting enthusiasts will come to the island to visit. For the visiting activities, here,"

Lin Suyang paused and said in a low voice: "Our Propaganda Department also played a role in fueling the flames."

"After Wandering Time Drama Club, we will prepare for the rock painting exhibition."

Chen Jianhai was dumbfounded.

Never in his life could he have imagined that a master of rock painting would come to the mountains of Xiaomajia Island in Nanjiang to paint!

It seems that since his hotel got the achievement: "Fatal Attraction to Scholars\

,"There will always be talents from all walks of life that have never been heard of before.

"Let's do it... uh, do this well! Do it in a big way!"

Chen Jianhai still felt as if he was in a dream, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The key is that you are a master of oil painting, Chinese painting, and comics. You can usually see them on TV, in magazines, and in scarves.

It was actually the first time Chen Jianhai heard that the rock painting master was true.

Don't say anything else,

When Lin Suyang said the words "Dunhuang", Chen Jianhai was immediately moved, worshiped, and knelt down!

"Is the great master still in the library?" Chen Jianhai asked anxiously.

"Here, his painting is not finished yet, but it has been finished." Lin Suyang said.

Just finished speaking,

Chen Jianhai directly manipulated a generation of heroes to rush into the enemy crowd and die gloriously, then complained to all the enemies on the "Failure" page, and then decisively closed the game.

Standing up, Chen Jianhai grabbed Xiao Lang and Da Bo's chests and shouted angrily:

"Stop playing around and follow me up the mountain to take a look at Yang Yuhuan!"

…

Under the leadership of Lin Suyang, Chen Jianhai, Xiao Lang and Xu Bo headed towards the back hill of the island as quickly as possible.

As soon as I reached the top of the mountain, I saw a white-haired young man stepping on the ladder, holding a paintbrush in his right hand and a spice plate in his left hand, painting on the mountain wall.

Four people immediately rushed forward.

"Brother, I know this one, Nine-Colored Deer! I watched cartoons when I was a kid."

As soon as Xiaolang saw the painting on the cliff, he immediately spoke excitedly.

"No, I think it was Hou Yi who shot the sun. Look at the nine suns, they are so bright."

Xu Bo shook his head and said.

"Why do I feel like Jingwei reclaimed the sea? Look at the sea. There are also birds on the sea."

Chen Jianhai also spoke while observing.

"What did you say it was?" Chen Jianhai asked Lin Suyang.

Lin Suyang said: "To be honest, I initially thought it was Nuwa patching up the sky..."

Chen Jianhai was helpless.

Where did all these myths and legends come from!

You have learned so much knowledge!

Although a few people are useless at art and cannot appreciate or appreciate works of art, they can still tell at a glance whether something is good or bad.

Different from the rock paintings they knew in the past,

The rock paintings written by the white-haired young man combine carvings and depictions. Although the carvings are a bit crude and rough,

However, the carved image is projected in everyone's eyes with a simple, desolate, and strange intuitive vision.

In every chisel mark and every stroke left on the mountain wall, there is a hint of the original sense of evolution like "ruining hair and drinking blood".

The nine-color spiritual deer, the flaming sea and the red sun, the clear blue sea, and the gods with human bodies and snake tails, these smart and bright and bold color paintings seem to contain the inner driving energy of wisdom and super matter.

With an infectious energy that was born in the wilderness but continues to evaporate, it creates its own exciting and fanatical life form.

The painting seems to be sprayed in the blood, and like a totem, it constructs a conscious creation derived from spirit and idea, nature and primitiveness.

"Brother, this painting makes me a little thirsty..." Xiaolang murmured.

"Are you just thirsty? I feel like I want to kneel down for this painting." Chen Jianhai murmured.

"Do you just want to kneel down? I feel like I want to kowtow to this painting." Xu Bo murmured.

Lin Suyang looked at the three of them with disdain, looking at you like you have never seen the world!

"Boss, does this great master need to invite him to stay in a hotel for two days to make friends?" Lin Suyang asked.

Even though the boss is a jerk, he still has to do his part to make suggestions.

To use their student union teacher’s favorite phrase, this is called giving full play to the role of a staff assistant.

"No, just pretend you don't know." Chen Jianhai said.

"He can do whatever he wants, and we don't bother, talk, or interfere."

"But the library can deliver more juices, desserts and fruits in the past few days. Other than these, there is nothing else to do."

Chen Jianhai ordered.

Although Chen Jianhai didn't know how to draw, the passion and concentration that burst out in the eyes of the white-haired young man when he was drawing were frightening.

For such an artist, all other worldly conversations and ties are a burden. Giving him an environment where he can devote himself to creation is the greatest support for his works!

"Okay boss, I understand." Lin Suyang said seriously.

At this moment, a familiar and cold voice sounded from Chen Jianhai's mind:

"Ding!"

"Detected that the hotel has been artificially added with power: Totem."