The shit shoveling officer was very busy. He was still in China the day before and flew to Europe the next night.
Ke Xun didn't contact him much, for fear that he was resting when the news passed. So the consequences of restraining and restraining are that the boss of 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 from exhaustion: "... I'm going to die... Running... is not suitable for me... our artists... "
Ke Xun put down the barbell in his hand: "I recommend you an exercise method suitable for artists, celestial yoga."
"I know about yoga, but what is celestial yoga?" Weidong asked while holding his leg.
"Just practice yoga naked," Ke Xun said, "to pursue a high degree of unity between man and nature, in line with human aesthetics and natural aesthetics, and satisfy your artistic sentiments as a senior artist."
Wei Dong: "Damn... Then you sue my coach as male or female?"
Ke Xun: "As you wish, let our most feminine sister Xin teach you."
Saying that, he waved his hand and called the person standing in the distance with an employee sign on his chest: "Xiao Xin, come here and instruct this guest."
Wei Dong looked at the burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a pair of beards and tights on his chin, walking over, twisting his waist and swinging his hips, and staring at his boss's chest with a smile. Glancing at Wei Dong: "Does this client want to gain muscle or lose fat?"
Lying down - Nima... Wei Dongxian sat on the ground with no legs, what the hell is a seiyuu voice that this melodious anime male protagonist deserves!
"No, no, no, your boss is joking," Wei Dong waved his hands again and again, for fear of getting into trouble with this stunner, "I'm not local, I'm leaving tomorrow, tomorrow."
Xiao Xin ignored him as soon as he heard this, and looked at Ke Xun with his eyes wandering: "Boss, are you free tonight? A few of us who are new here would like to invite you to a meal together."
Wei Dong shivered when he saw it beside him.
Ke Xun pointed at Wei Dong: "I'll see him off tonight, I'm afraid I won't have time, just invite your brother Liu, and you brother Liu will represent me."
Brother Liu is Ke Xun's buddy. When Ke Xun is not in the gym, this place belongs to Brother Liu.
After finally sending Xiao Xin away, Wei Dong leaned on Ke Xun's rib with an elbow: "Damn it, what kind of devil are you recruiting here?! What's the situation with that guy?"
"A few old employees were poached by other gyms, and Lao Liu hired a few new ones." Ke Xun disapprovedly pulled the towel to wipe his sweat, "Don't look at Xiao Xin's yin and yang imbalance, his professional ability is very good. Bullshit."
Wei Dong didn't look at him meaningfully: "I see this guy's intention is not pure, then looking 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: "Speaking of which, your state is not quite right these days. Did something happen that I don't know about?"
Ke Xun went to the washing room: "What state am I in?"
Wei Dong glanced at him hesitantly: "Just... happy?"
Ke Xun: "Except when I entered the painting, which day was I unhappy?"
"It's not the same," Wei Dong gestured to his face, "the happiness you are in this state is like - have you seen the video of the corgis taken on the Internet? When you are happy, the whole fat buttocks shake. ."
"Go away, where are you going to draw?" Ke Xun patted him away, "Hurry up and wash up, go to my house and continue to study those paintings."
For a while, the members of the "Entering Painting Theory" group have studied all the paintings that are displayed in the Water Flower Art Museum all the year round, and the key points have also been recorded. A collection of paintings on display.
This batch of paintings are from the works of 16 "weird school" painters at home and abroad. The strange school is the name given by ordinary netizens on the Internet. The conception of such paintings by Gein is very strange and curious, with a variety of ideas, and even absurd. without.
"I have a bad hunch," Wei Dong sighed at the bizarre paintings on Ke Xunjia's computer screen. "If we really get into such paintings, we don't know how we'll be killed."
"Make some preparations," Ke Xun said. "Tomorrow on Sunday, you and I will go shopping."
"What to buy?" Wei Dong asked.
"Mobile phones and power banks," Ke Xun said. "From the picture in "Human Learning", although the mobile phone has been deprived of most of its functions in the painting, it can still be used as a grenade bomb at critical times."
"Although you say that... Then how many mobile phones are you going to buy?" Wei Dong asked.
"A dozen or so." Ke Xun said.
"Damn it! You have money and you don't have such a burning method! You are crazy, you are in a bad state recently!" Wei Dong shouted.
"You're 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 brands, and the functions are not better than the big brands. It's bad, and it doesn't need any functions in the painting, it's enough to be able to light, shoot, and have a long battery life."
"...You are awesome." Wei Dong finally had nothing to say.
He Tiezi has the biggest... I don't know if it's a fault or an advantage, but it's a special way of thinking and being able to draw inferences.
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 is not to be mentioned.
Although the mobile phone will not degenerate into waste in the painting, it still has only a few functions that are better than nothing. As a result, since the previous painting discovered that the battery of the mobile phone can be used as a bomber, his iron boy immediately seized this favorable condition, or a bug in the painting, and let no one be spared to provide an extra layer of self-protection. The details of the protection are fully prepared.
Wei Dong suddenly felt that Ke Xun's growth and maturity in the matter of entering the painting was simply astoundingly fast.
No... It should be said that Ke Xun has actually grown and matured in an instant after Dad Ke and Mom Ke left him, but in front of his friends, he still uses a sloppy, playful look to cover up his growth. When he returned to this empty house where only himself was left, the indifferent and lonely him was the real him after growth and transformation.
Well, but... Wei Dong thought to himself, fortunately this kid met Mu Yiran.
His current happiness is really from the heart. As a good friend and brother who grew up together from childhood, Wei Dong can see it.
Wei Dong 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 Wei Dong dare not think about it. He thinks that one day, Ke Xun and Mu Yiran will face life and death in the painting. , what will happen to Ke Xun...
Rapid growth, once is enough.
After growing to the limit, all that awaits is decay and death.
It was raining in E city. When Ke Xun and Wei Dong arrived, a moderate rain was falling endlessly.
Ke Xun held up a very angry rainbow umbrella, and carried a shoulder bag on his body. In addition to a change of clothes, the shoulder bag also contained ten mobile phones of different brands and a few power banks.
"This hotel is alright," Wei Dong threw himself onto the big mattress in the high-end suite of the Crystal Swan Hotel, with a sigh of relief.
"Damn it, you're making so much bullshit for letting you eat and live with me in vain," Ke Xun kicked over, "Get up, your room is next to me, I live in this one."
"Nani?! Are you crazy?!" Wei Dong sat up and was shocked, "You still booked two rooms?! Isn't this room with two beds? Can you give it to me? I'm willing to let me lay the floor!"
"Fuck off, stop talking nonsense, go back to your room," Ke Xun took out his phone, "The other bed in your room is for Hao Wen'er, and his train arrives at 5:30."
"Then what about the other bed in your house?" Wei Dong squinted at him, "Don't tell me it's for the boss... FUCK! No way? You two... What's the situation?! What's the situation?!"
"Nothing, don't BB, hurry up." Ke Xun posted a message in "Entering Painting Theory".
Keji: We're here, @ZHW, @頭風 Qin Xin, do you both remember the hotel address? The room numbers are 1503 and 1504. We will have dinner together when you come.
ZHW: I just got in the car.
Jiandan Qin Xin: Okay.
Jiandan Qin Xin: Has anyone contacted Li Yaqing
Corgi: I called her on the bus to City E.
Wei Feng·Meng: This girl is quite courageous. After so many things in the previous painting, she still dares to come to this painting.
Corgi: ... Didn't I tell you, she would call me a dozen times a day, cry on the phone for half an hour each time, and ask me what to do for another half an hour.
Wei Feng·Meng: What else can we do... Either die inside the painting, or die outside, if you don't enter the painting, you will definitely die. If you enter the painting, you might be able to live, so you have to try your best...
Corgi: So isn't she here? Can we put down the phone and talk with our mouths
Wei Feng·Meng: ... I said why is it so awkward.
Ke Xun: "Go back to your room quickly."
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 house by yourself? It's nasty."
Ke Xun: "...I'm alone at home. What do I want to do that I can't do at home?! Go back to your room, or stay in the same bed with me."
Wei Dong: "...Fuck! That's what it is! Are you afraid that I'll soil your male god's bed! Damn, I know you, you Bichi who cares about sex and friends! From now on, you and I will never give up! I Back to the room! Call me when we eat!"
Then he went to his room next door.
Zhu Haowen and Qin Ci arrived one after another. At around 6:30 in the afternoon, Ke Xun went downstairs and received Mu Yiran at the door of the hotel.
It's only been ten days since we saw each other, and seeing each other at this time seems to be waiting for 10,000 vicissitudes.
Ke Xun couldn't control the corner of his lips, let it rise, a golden sunbeam appeared in the overwhelming rain curtain, causing several girls at the hotel front desk to keep peeking at him, and some people secretly using mobile phones Photographed.
Mu Yiran was still in a suit and leather shoes, only his hair was a little longer than when he first saw him, and he was tucked behind his head very stylishly, making him look even more stern and solitary, and extraordinary, the moment he stepped into the hotel lobby, he attracted a lot of attention. The gazes of the ticket staff and the guests were accompanied by a few whispers of admiration from the opposite sex.
Ke Xun took the black umbrella in his hand, and the business travel bag in his hand, when he pressed his arm: "No."
Two people walked into the elevator, only the two of them and an elevator lady were in the elevator car.
"The 15th floor." Ke Xun said to the elevator lady, standing side by side with Mu Yiran in the center of the elevator car.
In the past, there have been countless times of side by side in the painting, 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 on it.
Ke Xun raised a smile at the figure on the door, moved his hand hanging beside him, raised two fingers, and gently pinched Mu Yiran's finger hanging beside him.
He is real, I like him a lot.