A Magical Painting
Chapter 612:A Magical Painting
Fan Yize told the shocking secret of Iraq, and Khamenei Eton was suddenly enlightened.
Khamenei lamented: "No wonder, I have been wondering, if Iraq really has such an elite force, how Saddam's ambitions can be so self-sufficient, and now I finally understand."
“The Iraqi army is very contradictory and unspeakable, and an ambitious Saddam, who is highly regarded and highly conceited and proud, can only send him to God.”He said with a nod of his head.
“I look forward to our future cooperation and I really hope that I will live to that day.”The expression on Khamenei's face said with some regret.
Fan Yize said: "As long as Mr. Khamenei is willing, with the medical technology we have in charge of biomedicine technology, you can definitely live to see the arrival of that day, and perhaps you will become the first leader of the Middle East Federation."
Perhaps it is that the cake painted by Fan Yize is too beautiful, or it may be a new attitude to life, Hamoneyton laughed, and he is old, as if he is suddenly young and has a completely different mental outlook.
“Mr. Fan, do you know why I have been inviting you to see me?”Khamenei suddenly asked without a head.
He shook his head gently.
Khamenei did not speak, but took a yellowing ancient book from his 怀怀, a precious extension of the history of the Qur'an, opening the ancient book, which contained a picture folded in the book.
Blocking the face of Fan Yize, Khamenei opened this painting, the content of the painting, so that Fan Yimei's face moved.
On this picture is a picture of the whole country, under the continuous mountains, a group of troops who are marching, and the uniform decoration and weapons of the British Army during the First World War.
But on this mountain, there is also a person, this person is exactly the same as Fan Yize, the painting of the person's skill is superb, almost the appearance of Fan Yize, accurately restored to this piece of paper.
"This painting has been secretly passed down for a hundred years, and only one person knows and preserves this painting, when I see the future technology group appear, see you look like, I seem to see the history."Khamenei said calmly.
“This painting?”Fan Yize asked.
"A hundred years ago bard, inadvertently saw and painted it, because he found your dress attractive, and of course, the kind of momentum you showed at the time that made the mountains low, very interesting."Khamenei said what he meant.
Fan Yize heard the words, suddenly laughed, said: "You said and laughed, a hundred years ago, how can it be me?"
In fact, the person on the painting, Fan Yize also felt that it must be himself, because whether it is wearing or all the details on the body, it is exactly the same as himself.
Of course, this may also happen one day in the future, using the hyperspace portal to that period, leaving some traces.
“If it were just to you, this painting would not have been kept as the greatest secret of all of Iran to my generation.”Khamenei said seriously: "The end of science is theology, I firmly believe in this, the future of the technology group itself, let me believe this."
"You imagine some too far away, with human technology, want to go to the end of science and technology, but also need unlimited years of precipitation accumulation."Fan Yize said.
“But I believe in the existence of miracles, the universe is all-encompassing, and what humanity itself knows is only a drop in the cosmic ocean.”Khamenei said this, and continued to say:
"And I know that in one country there ought to be more traces left by you.And based on that, I can be 100 percent sure that the person I painted in this picture is you."
Speaking of Khamenei here, he took a very ordinary lighter out of his pocket and lit the picture in his hand.
Fan Yize did not speak, and when he saw the picture burn to ashes, Khamenei continued: "See you, this picture has no meaning."
Looking at the ashes on the ground, Fan Yize had to admit that this is a very magical time and space, and some strange things can always happen in this space-time.
"This country you are talking about is my home."Fan Yize said.
Khamenei heard the words, nodded, and said, "Yes."
“Why do you keep this painting now?”Fan Yize asked.
“Legends who received this painting say that this man will save the whole Arab world.”Khamenei said.
"It seems that you are slowly confirming that I am you."Fan Yize also understood why there were so many words in the day of Khamenei, which was more explicit than when he first met.
It was a slow test.
Fan Yize believes that if it had not been shown to conform to this so-called legend, Khamenei would not have come up with this painting.
“It’s a wonderful painting, don’t you think it’s so unreliable?”Fan Yize did not doubt the authenticity of the painting, just look at it, he knew that the painting was not fake, it was a very strong intuition.
"I have had this doubt from time to time before you appear, but since you have appeared, it never happened again."Khamenei said seriously.
"I've already left my identity here."Fan Yize lamented.
“You admitted it?”Khamenei said.
“I can’t admit it, because I can’t guarantee now that the person in the painting is not me, but I do have the ability to do this.”Fan Yize said very simply.
"That's enough."Khamenei did not delve into it, he said.
Fan Yize did not speak, looked at the time, got up, said: "The time is almost, we can also let the outside people wait for a long time."
"That's for sure."Khamenei also got up from his seat and walked out with Fan Yize out of the fully protected naval lounge.
Outside, the Iranian navy on the port had lined up on the dock, separated from the naval soldiers of the Red Guards.
When Fan Yize and Khamenei walked out of the lounge, the Iranian Navy Military Band played the Iranian Navy Military Music.
The exchange activities began, and the two reviewed the Mariners' queue together, and then visited the ship, and various activities began in an orderly manner.
Some Iranian journalists were also allowed to take pictures of warships, and finally boarded helicopters with Khamenei and went to the aircraft carrier outside the port.
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