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After ten o'clock, Teacher Liu asked everyone to go back. Huang Dan was talking to Chen Shi while looking at Shen Liang.
Shen Liang didn't notice Huang Dan's gaze, he was greeting Teacher Liu, saying that he wanted to stay and paint all night.
Teacher Liu agreed.
The one-shot exam is about to start soon, and the time is tight. As long as you feel that there is no problem, you can stay and paint.
The people in the studio left one after another, leaving Huang Dan, Chen Shi, and Shen Liang three.
Chen Shi packed up and asked, "Shen Liang, are you still leaving?"
Shen Liang was arranging the pencil case in front of the easel, the expression on his face could not be seen clearly, but there was nothing unusual in his tone, "You guys go first."
Before Huang Dan could speak, Chen Shi had already dragged him out of the studio.
After closing the door of the studio, Shen Liang moved a chair over, staring at the paintings in front of him.
The studio was dead silent.
Shen Liang sat motionless, staring warily and uneasily, as if a hand would suddenly stretch out from the paintings on the ground, and a bloody eyeball would fall out.
As the night got darker, Shen Liang kept his eyes open and the muscles all over his body were sore. When he wanted to sleep, he washed his face with cold water and tried his best to wake up.
At about two o'clock, Shen Liang found that the tap in the corner had stopped water, and there was a strange sound from there, like a person roaring, he had a layer of goosebumps and a cold war.
It must be freezing, Shen Liang thought.
By the way, there is a pool in the yard. Shen Liang walked outside, but when he reached the door, he stopped, "No, I can't go out!"
Shen Liang hurriedly turned around and went back inside. He sat back on the chair, bit himself when he was sleepy, and bitten out multiple blood oozing teeth marks on both arms.
The darkness outside the window slowly faded and blurred, the fish maw white turned out, and it was dawn.
There was no problem with the painting on the ground. Shen Liang closed his bloodshot eyes and smiled happily.
He had been in the studio last night, and that person dared not come.
Xia Wei killed himself, and Lin Mao was an accident. Their deaths had nothing to do with painting, which was great.
Shen Liang sneered in his heart, not to mention who was behind it and why he did it, as long as it was done by a human, he must find out the other party.
Before eight o'clock, two students came in from outside the door. One of them walked into the inner room and was surprised when he saw Shen Liang, "Why are your eyes so red, you haven't slept all night, right?"
Shen Liang said with a smile that he painted all night last night.
The student gave him a thumbs up in admiration, "You painted a cow with such hard work. If I were like you, my parents would wake up laughing from their dreams."
With a smile, Shen Liang picked up his drawing board from the ground, and when he was about to put it on the easel, he noticed something was wrong. He turned his head sideways, looked sideways, and his eyes suddenly widened.
There is another one under that painting.
Shen Liang quickly pulled out all the nails, and lifted the drawing paper on top, revealing the drawing below in front of him.
The people in the painting have the same hairstyle and collar as the model, and even the necklace around the neck and the jacket with zipper are copied, but the face has changed.
That's his face.
Shen Liang stared at the cable in the painting, breathing quickly, his fingers trembling, and his face was as white as a ghost.
It was painted by himself.
Chapter 78 They Have No Face
As soon as Huang Dan and Chen Shi got outside the studio, they saw Shen Liang stumbling out of the studio. His face was pale and terrified, as if a group of ghosts followed.
"Shen..."
As soon as Huang Dan made a sound, he had already run away.
Chen Shi took the boy's hand away, frowned and said, "Why are you so stunned, if I hadn't stopped you in time, you would have been knocked aside by Shen Liang."
Huang Dan looked back, but did not find Shen Liang's figure. He was running very fast, and he was afraid.
"Did Shen Liang not go back last night?"
Chen Shi walked into the studio, "Whatever he does."
Huang Dan followed him in and found two people inside, so he asked, "What happened to Shen Liang?"
The two are a couple, and they just went there. It's the time when a relationship is at its strongest, so strong that as long as you are there, even if you're squatting on the toilet, you won't feel bad.
Hearing Huang Dan's question, they both stopped biting their ears, with expressions of astonishment on their faces, frightened by something.
The boy shook his head, "I don't know. When we came in, Shen Liang was fine. Just now, he suddenly smashed his drawing board and tore up the paintings in his hand. shredded paper."
Huang Dan lowered his eyes and saw a lot of shredded paper scattered on the ground. He took his foot and bent over to pick up the one he stepped on.