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When I meet my parents, I will send the thugs away. The policeman’s mother-in-law is numb. - Chapter 180

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When I meet my parents, I will send the thugs away. The policeman’s mother-in-law is numb.

When I meet my parents, I will send the thugs away. The policeman’s mother-in-law is numb. - Chapter 180
After the collaboration between Zhao Fei and Alice, their names began to spread in the art world. Their collaborative works have won more exhibition opportunities and attracted more collectors and art lovers. However, as their popularity increased, so did the pressure to inspire.

One day, Zhao Fei and Alice were sitting in a café, facing a blank canvas, and fell into a creative dilemma. They try to find new inspiration, but everything seems to stand still.

Zhao Fei smiled bitterly and said: "We seem to have fallen into a bottleneck in creation. We've been trying different things for a while now, but none of us seem to find the inspiration that really excites us.

Alice nodded in agreement, her eyes also filled with exhaustion and frustration: "Yes, I feel the same confusion too. Maybe we need some new stimuli, some new experiences to stimulate our creativity. They

fell silent, pondering what to do next. At this moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded, breaking their thinking.

"Hello, I'm Eugene and I'm a travel photographer. I heard you talk here, and it sounds like you're facing creative difficulties. Maybe I can help you find new inspiration. Zhao

Fei and Alice both looked up and saw a young photographer with his camera hanging on his back and his face full of confidence and curiosity.

"You mean, can you give us some inspiration? Zhao Fei asked.

Eugene nodded and said, "Yes, my job allows me to travel constantly, exploring different cultures and landscapes. I often express my creativity through photography, and maybe my experiences and works can inspire you.

Zhao Fei and Alice exchanged glances, and then gladly accepted Eugene's proposal. They decided to travel together, looking for new inspiration and photographically documenting their journey. They are excited about this project because they know that no matter where they are, ideas can creep in, waiting to be captured and expressed.

During the journey, Fei Zhao, Alice and Eugene explore one breathtaking place after another, capturing countless beautiful moments with Eugene's camera. However, by chance, they meet a mysterious old man, whose back deeply attracts their attention.

The old man sat alone on the top of the hill, overlooking the spectacular landscape. His back seems lonely and vicissitudes, but also full of serenity and perseverance. Zhao Fei, Alice, and Eugene decided to get closer and communicate with the old man.

"Hello, sir," Zhao Fei greeted politely. "Are you here alone? The

old man slowly turned his head, revealing a wrinkled face with a kind smile on his face. He said, "Yes, I've been here for many years. This place makes me feel calm and I come here every time I need some inspiration or time for meditation.

Alice was deeply attracted by the old man's words and asked, "Are you an artist?" The

old man nodded and said, "Yes, I used to be." I've spent my whole life pursuing art, but now, I prefer to appreciate the beauty of nature and the inspiration it gives me. Fei

Zhao, Alice, and Eugene began to share their journey and creative confusion with the old man. The old man listened silently, and then said softly: "Sometimes creation is not about technique or style, but about inner feelings and the expression of emotions. Understand that every trip, every meditation, can be a source of inspiration. Sometimes, the story behind the back is the most touching art.

These words made Zhao Fei, Alice, and Eugene fall into deep thought. They understand that creation is not only a pile of skills, but also an expression of emotions and the experience of life. They decided to continue their journey in search of inspiration, not just for the beauty of the landscape, but also for the stories and emotions behind it.

Over the course of their journey, Fei Zhao, Alice, and Eugene began to pay special attention to the fascinating backs and emotional stories. They visited different places, met all kinds of people, and each encounter became a new source of inspiration.

One day, they came to an old fishing village, where the sea breeze was blowing and fishing boats were quietly swaying in the distance. At one fishing port, they saw an elderly fisherman mending his nets alone. His back looks particularly lonely and tough.

Zhao Fei walked up and asked modestly: "Hello, old sir, can you tell us your story?"

The old fisherman raised his head, looked at Zhao Fei, and smiled: "My story? It was a long, magnificent story. I have spent my whole life in this fishing village, spending every day with the sea. Fishing nets and boats have been my lifelong companions and have witnessed my joys and sorrows.

Alice asked with interest, "Do you also have some special memories, or some experiences on the sea, that you can share with us?" The

old fisherman nodded and began to recall his story. He describes adventures in his youth, battles with violent storms, and moments of finding tranquility and balance on the vast sea. His words are filled with affection and love for the sea.

Eugene picks up his camera and begins to capture the back of the old fisherman and his story. Zhao Fei and Alice listened and deeply felt the old man's emotions and life experiences. Gradually, they realized that creation is not only a depiction of landscapes, but also an understanding of life and the expression of emotions.

"Thank you, sir," Zhao Fei said, "your story will be our inspiration." "

On the journey that followed, Fei Zhao, Alice and Eugene experienced more memorable moments. They meet a child in the mountains, and the little boy is intently building a snowman on the hillside. His back is full of innocence and childlike fun, reminiscent of their childhood.

"Hello, little friend," Alice asked kindly. "What are you doing?

The little boy happily replied: "I'm doing snowman, this is my favorite game!" He

began to show them his snowman, every snowball stacked with heart, every orange carrot nose inserted with love. Zhao Fei, Alice and Eugene were infected by the innocence and creativity of the little boy and began to photograph and document this special moment.

"Little friend, your snowman is amazing," Eugene praised. "You're a genius snow sculptor! The

little boy smiled and said, "Thank you!" My dad used to do snowmen with me and he taught me a lot of tricks. I think anything can be special if you put your heart into it. "

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When I meet my parents, I will send the thugs away. The policeman’s mother-in-law is numb.

When I meet my parents, I will send the thugs away. The policeman’s mother-in-law is numb. - Chapter 180

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