This system is outrageous.

The exhibition started as scheduled, and the first thing everyone saw when they entered the exhibition hall was the heroine's famous work in the novel, a huge oil painting called Deep Sea.

"Although I'm not very literary, to be honest, my first feeling when I saw this painting was that she should see a psychiatrist." Ye Fei complained to Eleven in a low voice.

"I don't know much about this kind of thing, but I know that no matter what a famous painter paints, it can be sold at a very high price." Eleven's voice sounded directly in Ye Fei's mind.

"In the real world, valuable oil paintings are only valuable after the painter dies." Ye Fei couldn't help but chuckle.

The two followed the crowd and began to slowly appreciate the heroine's paintings in the exhibition hall. Under each painting there was a long explanation left by the heroine.

Ye Fei stood in front of a painting called "Melancholy of Summer" and was lost in thought, while Eleven was intently watching the changes in Ye Fei's facial expressions.

"Don't you think this painting doesn't quite match its name?" Ye Fei turned her head to look at Eleven.

“The painting is called Summer Melancholy, but I can’t see any summer in her painting.”

"I just think it's a bunch of unevenly applied colors." Eleven couldn't accept this style of painting.

"Her painting style is basically consistent, which also proves that these are indeed from the same person's hand." Ye Fei explained to Eleven in a low voice.

“You can see that they are just some fuzzy and uneven blocks of color.” Eleven expressed his agreement and understanding.

"Yes, they are all blocks of color, with no clear theme, which means her paintings have no focus. This is why I think she really needs to see a psychiatrist."

"What do you mean?" Eleven looked at Ye Fei in confusion.

"Realistic oil paintings all have a clear focus, which is the central content of the picture. Even figurative oil paintings basically have a central focus. As the soul of a painting, you want people to know what you want to express. However, all her paintings have no focus, which means that people can't understand what she wants to express."

Ye Fei pointed at "Summer Melancholy" in front of him.

"For example, in this case, I only see the gloomy sky. The mountains in the distance seem to be bald, and the grass nearby seems to be trampled by a group of animals. This doesn't seem to be the melancholy of summer. This should be called a ruin."

"Oh my God, how can you tell what mountains and what lawns there are?" Eleven couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Ye Fei's voice attracted several people nearby, and they all gathered over.

Ye Fei couldn't hear clearly what they said, but she guessed that they had some opinions about her comments.

"Eleven, what are they talking about?" Ye Fei pulled Eleven's clothes.

Eleven tilted his head and listened carefully, then relayed it to Ye Fei.

"They said you don't know how to appreciate it, and that you can't understand the heroine's spiritual world."

"I really can't understand the mental world of a mentally ill person. She should be suffering from depression or bipolar disorder. The picture is so messy and the colors are so depressing. It's hard for me to believe that this is a mentally healthy woman in love."

After saying this, Ye Fei turned around and was about to leave, but found that seven or eight people had surrounded him without him noticing.

Ye Fei frowned slightly and exerted a little force on the hand that was holding Eleven's arm.

Feeling the hostility from the people around him, Eleven subconsciously took a step forward and protected Ye Fei behind him.

The dullness in the eyes of the people around him made Ye Fei feel a little uncomfortable.

"Why do I feel that these people are more like puppets being controlled by someone?" Ye Fei poked half of his head out from behind Eleven and looked at these people.

"Something is really wrong. Follow me carefully and we will leave now."

The two of them walked back carefully step by step. Ye Fei was tripped by something and lost his balance and tilted to one side.

"Ah." Ye Fei exclaimed, and Eleven quickly turned around and grabbed Ye Fei's body which was about to fall.

Just as he stabilized himself, Ye Fei took a breath and felt a sharp pain on his hand. He looked down and found that his palm had been cut by something when he lost his balance, and now the wound was bleeding.

The people surrounding the two seemed to suddenly quiet down after seeing the blood on Ye Fei's hands.

"They seem to be stopping. Let's leave here first." Ye Fei endured the pain in his hand and took out his cell phone with his other hand to take a few photos.

"It's already this late and you're still taking pictures." Eleven pulled Ye Fei and walked out.

"No, let me take a few more pictures. I have to show them to Changfeng." Ye Fei twisted her body and took a few pictures of the paintings in the exhibition hall.

Eleven's footsteps paused, and Ye Fei had no time to react and bumped into Eleven's back.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Ye Fei finished speaking, he saw a lot of people gathered in front of Eleven, blocking the road.

"How could this happen? There's something wrong with this small world. It's like someone is controlling everyone." Eleven took out his cell phone, took a few photos of the people stuck in front of him, and began to try to use the communication software in the system in the small world.

Ye Fei also realized the seriousness of the matter and took off her high heels. The moment her feet touched the cold ground, Ye Fei shivered violently.

"They don't want us to leave. Maybe we haven't finished the tour yet." Eleven said loudly while looking around for a possible escape route.

"Yes, we still have a few paintings that we haven't seen yet, so why not go over and enjoy them now?"

Ye Fei looked down at her skirt and the bleeding wound on her hand, gritted her teeth, pulled up the hem of her skirt and started tearing it apart with all her strength.

Eleven heard a strange sound behind her and turned around to see Ye Fei still struggling with her skirt.

Eleven instantly understood what Ye Fei meant. He reached out to pull the hem of Ye Fei's skirt, and the hem was instantly torn apart in his hands.

Eleven tore off a strip and handed it to Ye Fei. "Wrap your hand first."

Ye Fei took the cloth strip and wrapped it around her hands a few times, while Eleven directly tore Ye Fei's long skirt into a short skirt.

The NPCs surrounding them seemed like dull puppets, keeping a distance from the two of them, just following them not too far away.

"Did you find out?" Ye Fei lowered his voice.

"What." Eleven groped and held Ye Fei's hand, not daring to move his eyes away from the NPCs.

“There is no background music in the exhibition hall.”

At this time, the huge exhibition hall was so quiet that only the sound of two people's footsteps could be heard.

"The distance is too close. I dare not open the door casually and cannot take the people in the small world out."

Eleven's voice sounded in Ye Fei's mind.

Ye Fei looked at the NPCs surrounding him not far away, took a deep breath, picked up the decorative vase placed in the exhibition hall, and threw it to an NPC on the side.

The vase broke into pieces on the ground, and the flowers in the vase scattered all over the ground. However, many NPCs seemed not to see it and stood there motionless.

Eleven and Ye Fei looked at each other and they quickly reached an agreement.

Eleven took out two invisibility charms from the bracelet, and the two disappeared from the NPCs' sight. Many NPCs finally reacted.

They were all turning their heads and looking around. Eleven took out two teleportation talismans and the two were teleported to an open space several dozen meters away.

The originally clear sky suddenly began to snow. Eleven squatted down and carried Ye Fei on his back.

"Let's open the door and go back. It's too scary here." Ye Fei's voice trembled a little.

"I just tried, and the door won't open." Eleven took a look at the map, then strode forward.