The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

During the period of the Republic of China, many arts showed unprecedented prosperity.

Not to mention traditional opera arts such as Peking Opera, Yue Opera, Sichuan Opera, Yu Opera, Hui Opera, Bangzi, Crosstalk, Dagu, etc., but the painting industry is also ushering in a golden age of development.

Hundreds of thousands of art groups have sprung up all over the country, such as the Chinese Painting Research Association and Hushe Painting Association in Beiping, the Shanghai Painting and Calligraphy Research Association, Oriental Painting Association, and Tianma Association in Shanghai, Qingyou Association and Jingmei Art Association in Lingnan , Chinese Painting Research Association and so on.

The Luqu Art Association in Tianjin is very famous in the Beijing-Tianjin area, and has produced many masters of traditional Chinese painting and cartoons. The main founder of the Luqu Art Association is Su Jiheng, a spy of the Kuomintang and the future secretary of the Tianjin Party Committee of the Kuomintang.

On December 28, Su Jiheng's solo exhibition was grandly opened in Tianjin French Concession.

"Brother Changtai (Su Jiheng), congratulations!" Sun Xiaomeng cupped his fists in congratulations.

Su Jiheng happily pulled Sun Xiaomeng and said, "Little Martial Uncle, please come in quickly, thank you for coming to show your face!"

Sun Xiaomeng is a well-known master of traditional Chinese painting in Tianjin. Like Su Jiheng, he was taught by Chen Shizeng. But Chen Shizeng belonged to Daishi (Wu Changshuo) as an apprentice. Strictly speaking, according to seniority, Su Jiheng is a generation younger than Sun Xiaomeng.

The later masters of traditional Chinese painting, Sun Gong and Yu Moding, were all apprentices of Sun Xiaomeng.

After Sun Xiaomeng entered, Zhao Songsheng, a master of traditional Chinese painting, also came over, cupped his fists and said, "Brother Changtai, congratulations!"

Su Jiheng hurriedly said: "Brother Yuan Tao, I'm ashamed! I'm not good at learning art, so please be upright."

"Haha, Brother Changtai, don't be modest." Zhao Song smiled and patted Su Jiheng on the shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Naili, Zhou Weishan, Li Shandao, Chen Yuandu, Lu Wenyu and others came one after another. They were all well-known figures in the painting circles of Pingjin and Tianjin. Among them, Zhou Weishan is also a cartoonist, often drawing some satire and life cartoons in newspapers and magazines.

Wan Rong came in a car and said with a smile, "Mr. Su, congratulations!"

"Miss Guo, you...you are here too." Su Jiheng was very surprised when he saw Wanrong, he thought the news he sent had not been delivered.

Fang Jianzhou suddenly walked out of the exhibition hall inside, and said enthusiastically: "You are Miss Guo, I like your "The Wanderings of Sanmao" very much, the painting is really good!"

Wan Rong said with a smile: "Where, thanks to the wrong love."

...

The art exhibition is extremely lively, but in the window on the second floor of the small western-style building opposite, there is a telescope peeking out from the crack in the curtains.

Zheng Zhengyin used binoculars to spy for a long time, then turned to Zhou Hexuan and said, "It's normal here, and no suspicious person was found. The other party probably wanted to rob someone and leave through the back door."

"Then I'll leave it to Xue Dian and the others," Zhou Hexuan said.

Zheng Zhengyin asked: "How about I go there to help?"

"No, follow the original plan. You are responsible for guarding the main entrance to prevent accidents." Zhou Hexuan hurriedly stopped.

Since it was in the French Concession, neither Yoshiko Kawashima nor Zhou Hexuan dared to do things with great fanfare. It is best not to use a firearm like a pistol if you can not use it, so as not to invite police patrols in the concession to make things worse.

Zhou Hexuan invited more than a dozen teachers and students from the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy, as well as dozens of youth gangsters, which should be more than enough to deal with Japanese spies. In case something goes wrong, someone will be responsible for blowing the whistle to call the police for help, and everything has been arranged at the patrol room.

...

Back door, back street.

Xue Dian was wearing a hat and was eating sugar cane. His eyes flicked randomly, and he quickly locked on to a car parked on the street.

Zhao Daoxin walked quickly to Xue Dian's side, and said in a low voice, "Master, there are four people in the exhibition hall that are not quite right. They are clearly looking at the painting, but they have been secretly following Miss Wanrong."

Zhao Daoxin is a martial arts genius. He only learned martial arts for three months, and he defeated several masters in Tianjin, causing a sensation in the martial arts in Tianjin. In the future, he will grow into a top martial artist in our country.

Xue Dian ordered: "Keep an eye on them, don't startle them, let them down one by one slowly."

"Okay!" Zhao Daoxin was extremely excited. He was young and passionate, and he liked to play such exciting games.

Zhao Daoxin quietly returned to the exhibition hall, but Xue Dian said to himself, "That's not right. Since the Japanese want to kidnap people, they should hold the art exhibition in the Japanese Concession. The French Concession is too in the way!"

Xue Dian gnawed at the sugarcane and walked slowly without a trace, his eyes peering at the entire street like a laser scan.

Coming to a sugar seller's booth, Xue Dian asked, "Did you find anything?"

"That car is suspicious." The vendor said.

"Damn it, you candy man wants five big kids, I won't buy it!" Xue Dian left cursing.

Xue Dian continued to walk forward, and soon he realized that something was wrong—the small western building had two back doors, and a gambling stall was set up outside one of the back doors, and more than a dozen idlers were gambling.

"Gambling Pai Gow? I'll try it too." Xue Dian leaned over and said.

The stall owner said impatiently: "Go, go, don't make trouble, there are no seats."

Xue Dian smiled and said, "Then let me see."

Several gamblers exchanged glances quietly, one of them pursed his mouth, and the other blinked in understanding. The latter slapped the Pai Gow fiercely, and cursed: "Fuck, I lost again!" He turned around and glared at Xue Dian, and cursed: "Get out of here, don't touch me!"

"Hey, you still blame me for losing? I don't even bother to look at it." Xue Dian stepped back angrily and said, but his eyes glanced at the sewer cover under the gambling booth.

There is no sewer in the old city of Tianjin, and neither does the Japanese Concession. It can only rely on open ditches to drain water, which is all kinds of dirty and messy. But in the French Concession, the British Concession, and the German Concession, there are sewers, which can take people away quietly.

Xue Dian went to the shoe shine booth and said to a customer who was shining shoes, "Look where the drain leads to, and be careful not to be found."

The shoeshine customer paid and left, and soon found two manhole covers, one of which was parked next to a car.

Xue Dian who got the news took out his pocket watch and ordered: "Five minutes later, let's do it together!"

A group of young gangsters quickly rushed out of that gambling stall, and directly overturned the stall: "Damn, dare to set up a trap on my site, have you visited the dock? Call me!"

In a blink of an eye, those gamblers started fighting with gangsters from the Qing Gang, but the patrolling Hua Bu in the distance turned a blind eye.

The person in charge of responding next to the sewer cover met Xue Dian, a killer. With a cigarette in his mouth, Madman Xue slapped the car door and said, "Brother, please borrow a fire."

"No, you can find someone else." The driver said impatiently.

"They're all men, there's no one who doesn't go out without fire," Xue Dian urged with a smile, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Depressedly, the driver took out a box of matches, held out the car window and said, "After lighting the fire, hurry up and leave."

"What if I don't go?"

Xue Dian grabbed the driver's wrist violently, pulled it out forcefully, and stabbed it with a dagger, and a blood hole appeared in the driver's throat in an instant.

The person sitting in the back row was a Japanese man, seeing that the situation was not going well, he quickly drew his gun, and even jumped out in Japanese in a panic: "Baga!"

When Xue Dian drew his gun, he quickly opened the rear door and shot the dagger in his hand like a throwing knife. The Japanese subconsciously raised his arm to block, and his forearm was immediately pierced by the flying dagger.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xue Dian jumped directly into the car and wrestled with the Japanese. In just a few seconds, the Japanese stopped moving, with a dagger sticking out of his left chest with only the hilt exposed.

On the other side of the exhibition hall, Zhao Daoxin shoved an "audience" who was watching the art exhibition, and cursed: "Mother, you are blind! You stepped on my foot!"

"You made a mistake." The other party said depressedly.

"Wrong you motherfucker!" Zhao Daoxin threw his fist violently.

The blow was quick and hard, and it hit the opponent's temple, rolling his eyes and fainting directly.

"What are you doing?" The man's companion hurried over.

Zhao Daoxin's senior brother also came to help, and the two sides fought in a scuffle, scaring the other people in the exhibition hall to scream.

Suddenly a painter shouted: "Killer!"

But the two sides moved their knives. Zhao Daoxin and his team had a lot of people, and they were all masters of martial arts.

After overthrowing the enemy, Zhao Daoxin and his brothers took advantage of the chaos and fled, mingling with the crowd and quickly disappearing.

According to statistics afterwards, nine Japanese spies and traitors died and four were seriously injured. Unfortunately, Yoshiko Kawashima was never seen from the beginning to the end, and the old Japanese spy named Fang Jianzhou also disappeared.

Zhou Hexuan expressed deep regret for this, but it's normal to think about it. Yoshiko Kawashima doesn't need to do it herself, she just needs to hide behind the scenes and plan.

In order to solve the problem once and for all, "Ta Kung Pao" published Wanrong's divorce statement the next day.

As for Yoshiko Kawashima, she is hiding in the Japanese Concession at the moment, hating Zhou Hexuan so much. It's just that Yoshiko Kawashima doesn't have time to waste time with Zhou Hexuan. She just received a new mission - to go to Shanghai to make troubles. The bigger the better, the focus of the countries will be shifted from the northeast to Shanghai.

On the contrary, Wanrong's divorce statement caused an uproar in the whole country.