His features carried an air of free-spirited heroism, with a beard on his face, holding paper and pen in hand. He smiled radiantly in the painting, showing a set of neat teeth, his eyes looking at the big fish filled with a sense of pride and flair, even a bit arrogant.
But this was understandable; to catch such a large fish with simple homemade fishing gear would make any angler laugh more boldly, even arrogantly, than him.
Beyond the two new creations, at the end of all the artworks, hung a bright red Chinese knot, leaving a joyful and hopeful conclusion to Chen Zhou's work.
...
That day, the rain fell intermittently all day, and Chen Zhou didn't do any work.
He read for a few hours and made some notes.
During this time, he developed some new ideas about firearms improvements and Vine Armor weaving, so he sketched a few simple design diagrams.
After taking a hot shower, he tidied up the house, carefully prepared a hearty meal, and drank a few glasses of rum.
