Confucius' red rainbow fell from the sky and turned into topaz, and Mu Zhengyang's rays were just a few hazy gases.

Although the quality of the two is very different, there are still many similarities overall.

"The clearer and higher qi are the last ones, and the heavy and turbid and condensed lower qi are the first ones, and the more common ones, the more common ones, the more common ones, the more common ones."

"The rainbow is called "The Bean" and is the lustful spirit of heaven and earth; the toad in the moon is the essence of the moon soul."

These descriptions of gas reminded Mu Zhengyang of the gas floating out of the corpse of the black-skinned snake. Could it be that it is also a gas of some form of existence?

Mu Zhengyang read "Youthful Learning Qionglin" with relish, and found clues from this elementary school book.

The next day.

Mu Zhengyang picked some cucumbers from the vegetable field and put them in the bamboo basket. When he came back from the vegetable field, he met Zhao Shiran and several strangers.

The weather in August and September is known as the autumn tiger, which shows how hot the weather is.

The few people Zhao Shiran brought were pretty good in their physical fitness, but they were all tired and sweaty when climbing in the high temperature.

One of these people is a little older, about twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a pair of silver-framed glasses, and wearing a white shirt when they go out to climb the mountain.

Others have a little messy hair due to the hot weather, but this person's 700% head is still meticulous and looks very elegant.

The remaining people are about the same age as Zhao Shiran. Among them, there is a girl with a round face with a student's head intimately holding Zhao Shiran's wrist. The relationship should be very close.

Zhao Shiran met Mu Zhengyang by the corner and said in surprise: "Teacher, you are still in the academy!"

The girl with a round face with a student's head pulled Zhao Shiran's arm and asked softly in Zhao Shiran's ear with a full face of suspicion: "Are you sure this is your teacher, not your senior brother?"

Zhao Shiran glanced at the girl with a round face with a student's head and replied with a little pride: "Of course! Can my own teacher admit his mistake? My teacher is indeed a little younger, but his calligraphy skills are at the level of everyone!"

The girl with a round face with a student's head muttered, "It's not just a little younger, it's just so young that she's foul!"

Standing behind the girl with a student's round face, tall but thin girls also looked at Mu Zhengyang curiously and said, "Our teacher is young enough. I didn't expect that your teacher is younger. It seems that you are only one or two years older than us!"

"Well, and our teachers are not from an art school. They learn from nature and have learned their own talents. They have obtained the true meaning of "Liu Gu Yan Yun" in running script, and have formed their own unique style!" Zhao Shiran has regarded Mu Zhengyang as a teacher from the bottom of her heart. She has maintained Mu Zhengyang's image in front of outsiders. She smiled and said to the round-faced girl with an international student's head: "You are really lucky. I originally planned to take you up to Wangriya to see the scenery, but I didn't expect to meet a teacher! My dad has come twice and hasn't seen my teacher's figure yet!"

Is anyone talking about people in front of me?

Mu Zhengyang heard their conversation clearly, responded to everyone with a smile, and then said to Zhao Shiran: "Ranran, these are your friends! The weather is hot, so everyone can sit in the academy!"

Zhao Shiran nodded, introduced to Mu Zhengyang while walking, and first pulled the round-faced girl with the head of an international student and said, "She is my high school classmate Gao Miaomiao. These are her classmates at Changhe Art Academy, and that is the instructor of their sketching class this summer!"

The 27 or 28-year-old man in a white shirt and glasses was not good at speaking. He made a draft in his heart before greeting Mu Zhengyang: "I am Lu Yuanxing, a teacher at the Chinese painting of Changhe Art Academy. This time I took them to Tieshan to sketch. I heard from Miss Zhao that there is another mountain in Xizhong County, which is the highest mountain in the southern part of Hanjiang Province. The scenery is beautiful and suitable for sketching, so I brought the students to see it! The green peaks here are indeed the most beautiful place for sketching!"

Changhe is the capital of Hanjiang Province. Changhe Art Institute is a provincial key art college. It is a little different from Lumei where Zhao Shiran studied, but it is still second to none in Hanjiang Province.

Mu Zhengyang has heard of the name of Changhe Art Academy several times before, but it is generally very unfamiliar to it.

It’s a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar.

He has also dabbled in Chinese paintings, landscapes, flowers, birds, and characters recently, but he has never communicated with anyone.

This person can serve as a teacher at Changhe Art Academy, and it must be of a certain level, so it is also great to have the opportunity to communicate.

Mu Zhengyang replied with a smile: "Welcome to everyone, Teacher Lu, brings students to Tiannan Mountain to sketch."

Lu Yuanxing said politely: "I'm disturbing Mr. Mu!"

After arriving at the academy, Gao Miaomiao introduced several other classmates to Mu Zhengyang.

Mu Zhengyang went to clean the freshly picked fruit and prepare to entertain guests, but he heard shouts coming from the main hall of the academy.

A petite girl fainted on the ground without warning. Mu Zhengyang learned through Gao Miaomiao's previous introduction that she was named Lin Jiao and her body was twitching. It seemed that she had heatstroke, and it was severe.

Lu Yuanxing looked cold and did not panic at all. He had experience in outdoor sketching and had already prepared the summer heat-reducing medicine Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, which was carried by Zhang Dada, a boy in the class.

Zhang Dada is about 1.7 meters tall, white and fat, and his hair is combed with greasy hair. Maybe it is because of the girls around him, and his words and deeds are a little feminine. He searched in his schoolbag anxiously, but after all the things in the schoolbag came out, he didn't see Huoxiang Zhengqi Shui!

Lu Yuanxing stared at Zhang Dada and said, "Where is Huoxiang Zhengqi Shui?"

Zhang Dada suddenly thought about what was going on and said in a panic: "When I went up the mountain to rest and drink water, I took Huoxiang Zhengqi water out of my schoolbag and placed it next to the stone, and forgot to put it in..."

Mild heatstroke can be treated without any medicine for reducing heat, but severe heatstroke has a mortality rate of 40%. If you are not careful, you may cause death.

Lu Yuanxing was the instructor of this summer sketching class. After an accident, he took the primary responsibility and pointed at Zhang Dada, "You, you, you..., how could you lose such an important thing?"

Zhao Shiran, Gao Miaomiao and others were all pale, and Zhang Dada lowered his head, feeling ashamed and scared!

Mu Zhengyang asked Zhao Shiran to hold the fruit plate in his hand, and took a tomato from it, and said to Gao Miaomiao: "Help open her mouth."

Gao Miaomiao had never experienced such a thing and listened dullly to Mu Zhengyang's command.

Mu Zhengyang squatted down and crushed the tomatoes in his hand, and the bright red juice flowed into Lin Jiao's mouth.
Chapter completed!