Wan Jia Sunhu, after understanding the accent of the southwest region, he knew the relationship between these four families.

Each family’s tasks and responsibilities are different.

In fact, the only two Guanyin Temple in the country seems to be very big, and it is not very famous in the vast river of history. However, it has not been popular for thousands of years, and has not lost its temple property. It has stood firm in several famous disasters in history. I really thank the four schools for protecting the ancestral teachings when the temple was built.

The Hu family is a Buddhist. Almost all the temple hosts and masters of all ages are from the Hu family. They can have children and become monks and return to secular life when they are old, or they can be replaced intermittently for a few years. In short, there are always people who maintain the rituals and temples of monks in the temple.

The Sun family corresponds to the new word, the meaning of life service. All the big and small matters related to the temple are managed by the Sun family. In the past, the Sun family was managed by the temple-produced land. In addition to allowing several families to live conveniently, the Sun family even managed the fight against bandits in the village.

The Jia family is naturally a merchant, and all temples are run by the Jia family. Otherwise, relying solely on such a country temple, besides gaining fame as Guanyin’s hometown, it is neither a famous mountain temple nor a provincial capital city, so how can you make a fortune? You have to rely on the Jia family to use incense money to travel around the country to do business, and in turn make the temple bigger and stronger.

But all of this is led by Wanjia, because Wanjia protects the most important core of this temple, the stele forest, Buddha statues and all the calligraphy and paintings in the temple.

In today's terms, the Wanjia family is responsible for cultural heritage.

The assets of the four families are all shared equally, but the position of the temple guard can only be borne by the Wanjia who sends the most capable and talented males to bear.

Each family has a son who inherits his father's business, and the four words "The Ten Thousand Family" of Buddha have a completely different literal understanding.

Only with culture and money can you be born into Buddha.

The ancestors are really interesting.

Since birth, Wan Changsheng has been climbing and growing up on the stone carvings in the stele forest. When he picked up the carving knife and paper and pen, he must have much more than chopsticks.

Whether it was his old grandfather or his father who died young, he gave him all his praise and praised him.

His role as the temple guard of this generation was undisputedly recognized by all the four families, and he only waited for his grandfather to take over a hundred years later.

But in the 21st century, it is not just the family who has the final say. The countryside where Guanyin Temple is located is now a 4A-level scenic spot in a prefecture-level city. It has also established a cultural center for the temple decades ago. As the director of the Wan family, it justified that the temple's management was formalized.

This is also the biggest reason why Guanyin Temple can escape various catastrophes.

Wan Changsheng's second uncle also advised him: "Your uncle said in the Municipal Culture Bureau that there is no way. Now he has a job assessment. The director of a township-level cultural center must have a bachelor's degree, and it must be a corresponding major in related majors. So no matter how skilled you have, you still need a diploma these days."

Wan Changsheng shook his head helplessly and leaned behind and whispered: "...The country was originally trying to find talent, but who knew that he had become a deceptive skill. Three sentences followed the question, and two sentences solved the question..."

The second uncle admired his nephew and said: "You are the Wenqu star, and you will definitely be fine if you get into college! Your uncle has contacted you with the pre-exam art class in the city. After getting familiar with the procedures, you can take the exam. It's very simple!"

That tone was as firm as Yao Ming wanted to be taller than others.

Wan Changsheng may have become numb and is too lazy to stop this kind of praise: "Do you know how to take the exam?"

After rushing to the city for half an hour, I picked up my uncle who worked in the Cultural Bureau and said that he was very clear that as a relative of the Wan family, a cadre in his forties and fifties, he turned around and told his nephew behind him: "Now in early October, I can take the national professional art exam in December and get professional qualifications. Then I will go back to your uncle to find you a high school to repeat the exam, take the college entrance examination for half a year, and after reaching the score line, I will choose the best according to the professional qualification results. It is very simple! Your college entrance examination results were so good the year before, and it would be a pity not to go to college."

Wan Changsheng sighed: "My parents are here, and if you don't travel far, you will have a good time. My life destiny is to stay in the temple and be a temple guard. This is my direction. I can't finish studying any university in the temple."

The second uncle who was driving hurriedly said, "But now you must have a bachelor's degree in the corresponding major of the university, so you can take the exam casually and go to study for a diploma and come back to work as a temple guard."

Wan Changsheng silently looked down at his white, slender and calloused palms, as if he was not used to it without holding a carving chisel for a while.

Fortunately, the pre-exam art class guided by my uncle was not far away. He arrived after turning two streets. The teacher from the art training school was waiting diligently on the roadside and helped open the door to welcome the leaders of the Cultural Bureau. However, he saw the leader enthusiastically helping the young man behind him open the door, and quickly doubled out: "Director Sun said that his nephew is a master of art. Welcome to welcome him, because if you want to take the art exam first and then take the college entrance examination, so please adapt to this standard examination-oriented education model. Please, please, here, here..."

In fact, it was because of the relatives who were so exaggerated. Wan Changsheng didn't seem to have a arrogant attitude at all. He was even helpless and was always made into such a noble young man's posture. He nodded slightly and followed him upstairs.

But ten minutes later, the art training school teacher who relied on Director Sun for dinner was a little sweaty!

Because he was standing outside the classroom of the pre-exam trainees who were sitting in a lot, Wan Changsheng actually asked: "What are they painting? It's so messy."

The training teacher felt that it was wrong: "This is a sketch, the first subject that is required for any art school or art department exam!"

Wan Changsheng felt that this was not charming at all, but he just expressed it with his eyes and didn't say it out loud, so as not to hit people. What kind of things are drawn by dozens of students?

The training teacher quickly took the second classroom: "This is color expression. Compared with sketching, monochrome painting emphasizes modeling ability, and color expression depends on the candidate's perception of color. Have you ever painted this?"

Because from the eyes, the teacher could see that Wan Changsheng had never painted like this, especially the dirty students.

Wan Changsheng shook his head: "Know white and keep black, everything can convey colors in black and white..."

The training teacher felt like he was thundering at the top of the head: "You are indeed at the level of a master, but this basic exam has to be expressed in color. Have you never painted it before?"

Wan Changsheng admitted: "I have painted colorful paintings on the wall, but I think it is completely different from this one."

The training teacher was a little trembling, so he hurried to the office next to him, grabbed a pencil and gave it to Wan Changsheng: "What do you want to draw?"

But Wan Changsheng was very uncomfortable with the pencil that was as sharp as the Boxer Red Tassel Spear. The tip of the pencil that was sharpened in front was two inches long!

It's quite appropriate to put it in a pit and make a ground thorn.

Or to be clear, he has never drawn with a pencil. If he had to use a pencil to draw a draft on a paper or stone tablet, it would be embarrassing!

When did the ancestors draw with pencils? At most, burned charcoal strips are not good at Wanjia.

So he tried not to grab this painting pencil like an ordinary fountain pen, so he could only hold the pen like a brush...

Seeing him fiddling with the pencil in his hand for a few times at a loss, the training teacher saw the signs and covered his head and asked him to pause: "You don't even know how to hold the pen you draw... It's like this..."

As he said that, he gently picked up a pencil like Harry Potter took a magic wand, then popped out the orchid fingers, and put the fingertips on the paper as a fulcrum, so that the tip of the pen can pull out smooth lines on the paper as stably and regularly as the two feet of a compass.

Wan Changsheng suddenly realized and learned, a little strange and puzzled: "What can I draw this?"

The teacher took a deep breath and decided to pick himself out first so as not to offend anyone: "Director Sun... I am frank, in our prefecture-level city, this art and art training school is the strongest, but your nephew does not have any basic painting, at least not the foundation of the exam project. Now there is only two months to study from scratch, which is the difficulty...why do you take the exam again next year?"

Wan Changsheng didn't even want to spend more than one day outside, so he shook his head like a rattle.

This teacher who was afraid of trouble could only go out: "Then we can't teach here. I heard that Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts nearest is several intensive training schools there. They may dare to take on this kind of porcelain work. Do I want me to contact you?"

The uncle and nephew looked at each other, so let's go?

I must have gone to the nearest art academy. Wan Changsheng is not far away.
Chapter completed!