Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

If someone has been searching for the three words "immortal demon" on the Internet, he or she will most likely see several related news at this time.

There were comments like "I actually saw a living undead demon! Thanks to our company!" and even a short, blurry video. However, news on the Internet updated too quickly and these few messages were quickly drowned out. In addition, the undead demon is not a star after all, and there is no organized fan base that would patrol for a long time, so it did not attract anyone's attention.

Not long after, the few remaining posts were even deleted by the blogger.

Inside the Xingfei Building, employees who wanted to passionately report first-hand news to netizens soon discovered that any message containing the three words "immortal demon" could not be sent, and then even "bsy" was restricted.

Everyone looked at the internal network again and found that, as expected, the heads of each department had issued a gag order in the group, forbidding anyone to reveal any information related to the undead demon anywhere, especially her whereabouts. Everyone could only give up in disappointment.

Those who didn’t join in the fun could only satisfy their curiosity by watching their colleagues’ internal live broadcasts at their workstations.

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Too high profile.

Wen Can stood outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, silently staring at the figure in the crowd that was ready to move.

At first no one knew what she was going to do until she moved as she painted, gradually revealing the pattern outlined by the wet paint.

The faint light from the sky outside the window penetrated the glass, and also penetrated the countless lines she left on the glass - that was the most famous poster of "Flowers of the Galaxy".

The huge illusory flowers float in the galaxy, seeming to be blooming but not blooming, and seeming to be there and not there.

The girl named Rose stopped at one side, and in the ripples under her feet were large patches of withered violets.

She painted very quickly, as if she didn't need to think at all.

Even if she took a step, she would get a lot of exclamations of "Oh!" and "Wow!" from outside the glass, but she seemed to be oblivious to them, or maybe she was just doing it on purpose...

Wen Can thought, she did it on purpose.

Judging from her personality and style that he had witnessed when they met in the elevator before, the "Immortal Demon" might not be the low-key person his mother imagined - on the contrary, she didn't seem to care at all about being chased and admired, and might even enjoy it.

As she herself said, she was born to be the center of the storm, and she seemed, at least, not to reject this.

——Wen Can couldn’t help but think of the moment of shock he had just experienced.

Painting on the glass inevitably reminded him of Ye Kong. After all, he had just received a gift from her not long ago.

It was really annoying. Why would he think of Ye Kong because of such a weird person? Just because they were both painters?

Under the brim of the hat, the man's gaze was somewhat harsh and picky. He looked from the quickly formed painting to the exaggerated graffiti on the undead demon's clothes, and then to her fingers with exaggerated manicures - unlike Ye Kong, whose fingers were clean and whose knuckles were always wrapped in bandages. At first glance, he was a low-key and hardworking little painter.

His girlfriend is too indifferent to fame and fortune, and she paints just for her own enjoyment. If she had a little more ambition, she would definitely become a greater and more famous painter than the immortal demon.

He had to think of a way, whether it was opening a studio for her, or opening a gallery - or else, taking advantage of the immortal demon's fame?

President Wen had a blank expression on his face and his eyes were half-focused. He had already started thinking about how to suck the blood of the immortal demon to pave the way for his girlfriend. He had even selected the countries where Ye Kong would go on his world tour. Suddenly, he heard people gasping for air all around him...

The focus is restored.

He threw away the colored glass paintbrush, which drew a very exaggerated back view at first glance, and replaced it with a black paint pen, and started to paint the other half of the painting next to the "Galaxy Flower".

"It's the stars!"

"Oh my god, you can still fight like this?"

"What is this? A mixture of fairy tale and science fiction? A mixture of fantasy and grim?"

"The use of colors is also amazing. She always paints in black and white. I thought the coloring would be a little inferior..."

“The transition is so great…”

“Actually the composition isn’t amazing, but I don’t know why it looks so special. Could it be that I have a fan filter?”

"You IT people know nothing. Isn't this composition amazing? How about I give you the pen and you can draw it yourself?"

"That's right, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense..."

"Take pictures! Record videos!"

"It can't be spread out!"

……

It's the stars.

Behind the rose that was looking at the flower of the Milky Way, another black shadow of a girl gradually revealed its sharp and thick outline.

Unlike the "Flower of the Galaxy" which is mainly blue, the other half of the picture with the rose standing back to back is pure, cold and deep black.

With the same posture of gazing far away and looking up, the stars seem like straight guns or swords that stare at the gods with their eyelids raised.

Every line on her face was sharp.

Along with the upturned eyes and pursed lips.

And there was also a river at her feet.

The same water, spreading from the withered violets at the feet of the rose, is a large area of ​​burning, twisted blood and bones.

Continuing in her direction was a devastated land and the broken and burning wreckage of a crashed spacecraft.

Further away, straight up into the sky, is another prosperous world as magnificent as the palace in the sky. However, beneath that cold and bright cyber city are countless huge monsters hidden in the thick fog and ruins, howling towards the sky.

——Unlike the neat yet gentle brushstrokes of Galaxy Flower, this half of the world has become full of murderousness and blood. One glance at it makes one seem as if one can smell the scent of gunpowder and hear the girl's bloody, lone wolf-like breathing.

But the styles are so different, yet they seem to be blended into one naturally.

As time passed by unknowingly, a ray of sunlight gradually appeared in the gloomy sky outside.

And when that ray of light penetrates the glass and projects in from the painting of black and blue, it is as if it really came from the sun in the sky of the picture, penetrating the Milky Way or the smoke of gunpowder, and shooting directly into the eyes of two completely different girls living in two completely different worlds.

——They seemed to come alive all of a sudden.

"Wow……"

"Fuck..."

Murmurs of spontaneous exclamation came from many mouths all around.

Wen Can was surrounded by these exclamations, and his eyes, which were full of calculations just now, could not help but calm down.

Looking at the piece of glass that had been completely renewed, Wen Can sighed softly in his heart.

Regardless, she is indeed a genius with amazing talent.

The fingers hanging by his side moved, and he couldn't help but want to touch the small hourglass on his chest - if Ms. Chi saw this scene, she would probably be one of the audience lying in front of the window and exclaiming in amazement, right?

The last stroke fell.

He absentmindedly saw the undead demon retreat a dozen steps, as if admiring his masterpiece.

Quite narcissistic...

Wen Can thought so calmly.

Then I saw that person holding up his phone and taking photos of the painting from all angles, left, right, up, and down. The onlookers outside the window were still yelling, "Move to the left, Immortal Monster! Let me take some photos too!"

Wen Can: ...

After taking the photo, he saw the man lower his head and start fiddling with his phone.

what is she doing

Wen Can thought.

It can't be that she posted it on Weibo herself, right? The building opposite can be photographed here, and netizens can decode her location in just one second...

Even though he's a high-profile weirdo, he shouldn't be the kind of person who would cause trouble for himself, right?

At first it was just a casual thought, but soon, with some ominous premonition, he slowly took out his mobile phone.

Before opening any social software, the secretary received a call from the public relations department.

"The Undead Demon posted on Weibo! Netizens are trying to find out where she is now... She has become a trending topic!"

Wen Can: ...

As if she was aware of the gaze outside the window, the exaggerated figure turned around. Although her gaze was blocked by the heavily reflective glasses, Wen Can could still feel that her gaze was directed at him.

Then she raised her phone and waved it out the window.

Wen Can: ...

Even though he couldn't see her face, Wen Can felt that she must be smiling - a provocative, arrogant smile.

The onlookers outside the window were completely unaware and thought she was interacting with them, so they immediately cheered and screamed in cooperation.

Wen Can: ...

——He must be incompatible with the immortal demon.

Wen Can withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, turned around and left.

He lowered his head and temporarily added an extra meeting. As a shareholder of Huachao Media, he required the undead demon from Huaye Magazine to attend. At the same time, he decisively notified the security department to be more vigilant and be prepared to be attacked by the media guarding the door.

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The Undead Demon in Xingfei Building

Undead Demon Live Painting

Xingfei, you guys eat so well.

How could I receive an offer from Xingfei for no reason?

Xingfei Building is surrounded

Crazy fans break through the star's door

……

Sweep the hot searches in half an hour.

Within an hour the entrance to the building was blocked and the roadside opposite was filled with cars from various gossip media outlets.

Two hours later, some people tried to break in and damaged two card doors. Security guards from every floor of the building were urgently transferred to the door to guard it, and they were able to barely hold back the surging crowd.

Then, Xingfei's secretariat received interview requests from several official media, including Yuzhou TV, Central Entertainment, and even an official email from the Asian Comics Union...

The big boss of Xingfei who learned all this: ...

He sat in the main seat in the small conference room, with official reporter's business cards rotating regularly in his hand.

Both sides of the conference table were filled with key members of the public relations and marketing departments, as well as Jiang Xu, the bastard who immediately rushed to the scene to watch the show after hearing the news.

And above all of them, the person sitting in the first position on Wen Can’s right was the culprit who caused the current situation - the Undead Demon himself.

Everyone present was annoyed because she was constantly answering the phone, but she herself looked as if it had nothing to do with her. She turned around in her chair, looking so leisurely as if the current situation had nothing to do with her.

The cold and hard business card was turned over and over between Wen Can's fingers, making a regular "tapping" sound on the table.

His gaze passed over the managers who were busy hanging up the phone, and finally fell on the undead demon.