Together, they are all piled up in the corner, waiting for someone to pick them up and use them.
The road of art is paved with money, and some people spend a lot of paint, paper, brushes, etc. Xia Wei uses some very expensive painting tools. Her Marley box is three yuan and five yuan, which is worth it. There is a dish in the restaurant. If you eat in the school cafeteria, many girls can't spend three yuan a day. Who can buy and use it like her.
Xia Weiyi died and her family did not show up, so her painting tools were taken away by the people in the studio.
Not to mention Xia Wei, even Lin Mao's dirty toolbox, buckets, paints and other things are wanted, I don't know who took them, and they don't care if they are used by dead people.
Usually, everyone's paintings are placed on a rectangular table in the corner. Except for a few girls who will roll them up and tie them with rubber bands, the rest are very casual, and they are thrown in a mess. Fortunately, everyone has their own paintings on them. 's signature, it won't be hard to find.
Xia Wei's and Lin Mao's paintings were all buried under them, and no one could touch them.
Some people saw Zhou Jiaojiao flipping through the paintings on the table, and asked if they had seen Lin Mao, they thought she was out of breath, "Jiaojiao, why are you looking for his paintings?"
Zhou Jiaojiao said while turning over the painting, "When I was a model before, Lin Mao's painting was changed by Mr. Liu. I want to find it and keep it for myself."
"Is there anything to look for, won't it be your turn soon?"
"That's right, it's coming to you soon."
Zhou Jiaojiao touched the pencil dust in her hand. There was a lot of floating dust in the air, and there was a faint musty smell. She wrinkled her nose, "Who knows if the teacher will change it, I think I'll find it out."
Others don't care about her anymore, chatting and chatting, listening to songs, drawing pictures, talking about love, and using their own set of methods to pass the time.
Huang Dan and Shen Liang didn't go to the studio, they were packing their things and preparing to move.
The landlord couldn't say anything. The residents on the second floor moved a few houses. Two people died upstairs. The timid would be very uncomfortable. When sleeping at night, there would be an illusion of being stared at from the top down.
Huang Dan moved to the back alley. This time, he lived on the first floor with a small courtyard. He didn't expect that he had not packed his belongings when he saw Shen Liang coming over with a big bag and a small bag, and the one next to him entered. Room.
Shen Liang was stunned, "It's such a coincidence."
Huang Dan looked at the entrance of the small courtyard, and there was something even more coincidental.
Qi Fang was carrying a guitar on his back, a leather case in one hand, and a plastic bucket with water bottles and cans in the other. When he saw Huang Dan and Shen Liang, he was stunned for a moment, and then he showed his white teeth, "It's you guys. what."
Huang Dan said, "There are many houses in the alley."
Shen Liang held a bunch of keys in his hand, "What do you mean by that?"
Huang Dan said, "I just thought it was a coincidence."
Shen Liang didn't give a good face, "Don't talk about who is rushing to get up, if I knew in advance that you were going to move here, I wouldn't even enter the yard door."
"Besides, I don't know who comes first."
There was a cold light in his eyes, "Lin Mao is dead, you can't wait to move out, you are ashamed, right? It wasn't that you forgot to turn off the stove and closed the window when you went out that day, how could he be duped? If you don't hit du, how can you accidentally fall off the railing?"
Huang Dan said, "I told the police, if you have any other ideas, you can ask the police."
Shen Liang's face suddenly sank, "You think I didn't say anything? No one will believe what the fuck I say. Zhang Shuran, if you want people to not know, you have to do it yourself!"
Huang Dan said, "Yes, if you want people to not know, you must do it yourself."
Shen Liang's breathing was short, and a crack appeared on Sven's clean face. An invisible finger was poked into it. The sharp nails dug into the crack and peeled off his entire face. Only the ugly was exposed. and hideous.
The atmosphere was tense, and Qi Fang hurriedly smoothed the game, "Fate, it's all fate."
"The house here is a little broken, but with a small yard, you don't have to climb up and down the stairs, it must be comfortable to live in, in the future we will..."
Without saying anything, Shen Liang opened the door and closed the door.
Huang Dan went back to the house, took the washbasin and went to the sink to collect water. He needed to wipe the tables and chairs inside.
Qi Fang put down his suitcase and bucket and walked over, looking inside curiously, "Hey, your room is bigger than mine, how much is it?"
Huang Dan took the basin and went in, "Two hundred."
The room is as big as the previous one, and it can be used as two rooms with a curtain. The price is not double the price because it is the ancestral house of the landlord's old lady. Although it has been painted, the walls are still cement, and there is no lime. The windows are all old-fashioned wooden windows, with wooden slats stuck to the glass underneath.