Paintings of Terror

The shit-shoveling officer is very busy. He was in China the day before and flew to Europe the night after.

Ke Xun didn't contact him much, fearing that he was resting when the news passed.So the result of restraint and restraint was that Boss Ke Da finally came to his gym to inspect the work in person, and spent the idle time every day on the fitness equipment.

Wei Dong got off the treadmill, panting with exhaustion: "...it's killing me...running...is not suitable for me...our artists..."

Ke Xun put down the barbell in his hand: "I recommend you a suitable exercise method for artists, celestial yoga."

"I know about yoga, but what is Celestial Yoga?" Wei Dong asked, holding his leg.

"Practice yoga naked," Ke Xun said, "pursuing a high degree of unity between man and nature, in line with human body aesthetics and natural aesthetics, and satisfying your artistic sentiment as a senior artist."

Wei Dong: "Damn...then you tell me whether the coach is a man or a woman?"

Ke Xun: "As you wish, let Xinmeizi, the most feminine here, teach you."

Saying this, he waved and called the person standing in the distance with an employee badge on his chest: "Xiao Xin, come and guide this guest."

Wei Dong just watched the burly man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, chin and beard in tights walking over with his waist twisted and his hips swaying, his eyes staring at his boss's chest with a smile, and he reluctantly walked up to him. Turning his gaze to Weidong: "Does this guest want to gain muscle or lose fat?"

Lying—Nimma... Wei Dong almost lost his legs and sat on the ground. What the hell is this melodious voice actor's voice that is only suitable for anime male protagonists!

"No, no, no, your boss is joking," Wei Dong waved his hands repeatedly, for fear of offending this stunner, "I'm not from the local area, I'm leaving tomorrow, I'm leaving tomorrow."

Xiao Xin ignored him as soon as he heard this, and looked at Ke Xun with roving eyes: "Boss, are you free tonight? We newcomers want to treat you to dinner together."

Wei Dong watched from the side, shivering.

Ke Xun pointed at Wei Dong: "I'll see him off tonight. I'm afraid I won't be free. You can just invite Brother Liu. You Brother Liu will represent me."

Brother Liu is Ke Xun's buddy. When Ke Xun is not in the gym, this place is under Brother Liu's management.

After sending Xiao Xin away with great difficulty, Wei Dong bent his elbow on Ke Xun's ribs: "Fuck, what kind of monsters are you recruiting here?! What's the situation with that guy?"

"A few old employees were poached by other gyms, and Lao Liu recruited a few new ones," Ke Xun pulled a towel to wipe his sweat disapprovingly, "Don't look at Xiao Xin's yin and yang disorder, he has very good business ability. Awesome."

Wei Dong looked at him with deep meaning: "I'm looking at this man for innocent reasons, the way I look at you is like looking at a human-shaped vibrator."

Ke Xun denied Sanlian: "Shut up. I'm not. Don't talk nonsense."

Wei Dong circled around him: "By the way, your state is not right these few days, did something happen that I don't know about?"

Ke Xun went to the washing room: "How am I?"

Wei Dong squinted at him hesitantly: "Just... be happy?"

Ke Xun: "Except for when I'm painting, which day am I not happy?"

"It's not the same," Wei Dong gestured towards his face, "Your happiness in this state is like--have you ever seen a video of a corgi dog on the Internet? When you are happy, your whole fat buttocks shake. kind."

"Get out, where are you going to make gestures?" Ke Xun patted him away, "Hurry up and wash it, and then go to my house to continue studying those paintings."

For a while, the members of the "Painting Theory" group have studied all the paintings that have been displayed in the Shuishanghua Art Museum all year round, and have recorded the key points. A collection of paintings on display.

These paintings come from the works of [-] "weird school" painters at home and abroad. Weird school is the name given by ordinary netizens on the Internet. Gein's paintings are very weird and curious, varied, imaginative, and even absurd without.

"I have a bad feeling," Wei Dong sighed at the bizarre painting on the computer screen of Ke Xun's home, "If we really enter such a painting, we don't know how we will be played to death."

"Make adequate preparations," Ke Xun said, "Tomorrow Sunday, you and I will go shopping."

"What to buy?" Wei Dong asked.

"Mobile phone and power bank," Ke Xun said, "From the painting of "Humanity", although the mobile phone is deprived of most of its functions in the painting, it can still be used as a grenade bomb at critical times."

"Even so... how many mobile phones do you plan to buy?" Wei Dong asked.

"A dozen or so." Ke Xun said.

"Damn! You don't burn like this even if you have money! You're crazy, sure enough you're not in the right shape recently!" Wei Dong bluffed.

"You are stupid, I don't buy expensive ones, there are hundreds of small mobile phones everywhere in the electronic city," Ke Xun said, "My buddy sells them there, all kinds of small domestic miscellaneous brands, the functions are not as good as big brands Poor, besides, you don’t need any functions in the picture, it’s enough to be able to illuminate, shoot, and last a long time.”

"...You are awesome." Wei Dong finally had nothing to say.

He has the biggest problem... I don't know if it is a defect or an advantage, but he has a special way of thinking and can draw inferences from one instance.

Mr. Mu said earlier that even if guns and knives from the outside world can be brought into the painting, they will lose their function or become scrap iron—except for the ones that come with the painting, which goes without saying.

Although the mobile phone will not degenerate into a waste product in the painting, there are only a few functions left that are better than nothing.As a result, since the last painting discovered the function of the mobile phone battery as a bomb, he, Tiezi, immediately grasped this advantage, or the BUG of the painting, and did not let go of any one that can provide an extra layer of self-protection. The details of protection, make full preparations.

Wei Dong suddenly felt that Ke Xun's growth and maturity in the matter of entering the painting was simply astonishingly fast.

No... It should be said that after Ke's father and Ke's mother left him, Ke Xun had actually grown and matured in an instant. However, in front of his friends, he still used that loose, pointless and funny look to cover up The pain of growing up, when he returned to this empty house where only he was left, the desolate and lonely him was the real him after growth and transformation.

Well, but... Wei Dong thought to himself, it's a good thing this kid met Mu Yiran.

His happiness now is really from the bottom of his heart, as a good friend who grew up together, Wei Dong can see it.

Weidong also hopes that his good brother can get out of the negative state caused by the accident of his relatives as soon as possible, but Weidong dare not think about it. One day, Ke Xun and Mu Yiran will face the time of life and death in the painting. , what will happen to Ke Xun...

Rapid growth, once is enough.

After growing to the limit, what awaits is only decay and death.

City E is rainy, when Ke Xun and Wei Dong arrived, it was raining endlessly.

Ke Xun held up a very flamboyant rainbow umbrella, and carried a shoulder bag slung across his body. In the shoulder bag, besides a change of clothes, there were also ten off-brand mobile phones and several charging treasures.

"This hotel is fine," Wei Dong threw himself onto the big mattress in the high-end suite of the Crystal Swan Hotel, "The room you booked? The money is so heartbreaking, right?"

"Damn it, you're talking so much nonsense for letting you eat and live with me for free," Ke Xun kicked over, "Get out, your room is next to me, and I live in this room."

"Nani?! Are you crazy?!" Wei Dong sat up in shock, "You booked two rooms?! Doesn't this room have two beds? Why do you need a room for each person? Get the money back for one room Can you give it to me? If you let me play the floor, I am willing!"

"Go away, stop talking nonsense, go back to your room," Ke Xun took out his mobile phone, "The other bed in your room is for Hao Wen'er, and his train arrives at 05:30."

"Then where's the other bed in your room?" Wei Dong squinted at him, "Don't tell me it's for the boss... what the hell! No way? You two... what's going on?! What's going on?!"

"It's okay, don't BB, let's go." Ke Xun sent a message in "Jinhualun".

Corgi: We are here, @ZHW, @剑丹秦心, you both remember the hotel address, right?The room numbers are 1503 and 1504, and we will have dinner together when you come.

ZHW: I just got in the car.

Sword Dan Qin Xin: Okay.

Sword Dan Qin Xin: Has anyone contacted Li Yaqing?

Corgi: I called her and she is on the bus to City E.

Wei Feng Meng: This girl is quite courageous. After going through so many things in the previous painting, she still dares to come to this painting.

Corgi: ...Didn't I tell you, she can call me a dozen times a day, crying for half an hour on the phone each time, and asking me what to do for another half hour.

Wei Feng Meng: What else can I do... Either die inside the painting or die outside the painting. If you don't enter the painting, you will definitely die. If you enter the painting, you may be able to live. You have to try your best...

Corgi: So she is here.Can we put down our phones and talk with our mouths?

Wei Feng Meng: ... I said why is it so awkward.

Ke Xun: "Hurry up and go back to your room."

Wei Dong: "Why, it's only three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not time to sleep. What do you want to do in the room by yourself, dirty."

Ke Xun: "...I'm alone at home, why can't I do what I want to do at home?! Go back to your room, or stay in the same bed with me."

Wei Dong: "...Damn! That's how it is! You're afraid that I'll dirty your male god's bed! Damn, I know you, you bitch who values ​​sex over friends! From now on, we will never be friends! I'm going back to my room! Call me when you're eating!"

Then he went to his room next door.

Zhu Haowen and Qin Ci arrived one after another. At around 06:30 in the afternoon, Ke Xun went downstairs and picked up Mu Yiran at the entrance of the hotel.

It's just that I haven't seen each other for more than ten days. Seeing you at this time seems to have been waiting for 1 vicissitudes.

Ke Xun couldn't control the corner of his lips, and let it rise. It seemed like a ray of golden sunshine was shining through the overwhelming rain, which caused several girls at the front desk of the hotel to keep sneaking glances at him, and some even secretly used their mobile phones. I took a picture.

Mu Yiran is still in a suit and leather shoes, but his hair is a bit longer than when he first saw it, and it is pulled back in a very stylish way, making him look even more stern and lonely, outstanding and extraordinary. The moment he stepped into the hotel lobby, he attracted a lot of attention. The eyes of the ticket staff and the guests were interspersed with a few whispers of admiration from the opposite sex.

Ke Xun took the black umbrella in his hand, and he wanted to pick up the business-style travel bag in his hand, but he pressed his arm: "No need."

The two walked into the elevator, and there were only the two of them and an elevator lady in the elevator car.

"15th floor." Ke Xun said to the elevator lady, standing side by side with Mu Yiran in the middle of the elevator car.

In the past, in the paintings, there have been countless times side by side, but this time, it is different from all the past.

Ke Xun heard the powerful beating voice in his chest, raised his eyes, and looked at the polished elevator door, where his and Mu Yiran's figures were clearly reflected.

Ke Xun smiled at the figure on the door, moved his hand hanging by his side, raised two fingers, and lightly clamped Mu Yiran's finger hanging beside him.

He was real and liked him a lot.