The paintings of the eccentric school are deviant and have big ideas, and are not bound by all rules.
After everyone entered the painting, they found themselves in a ring-shaped room with no doors and no windows. The walls and roof were painted with strange wall paint, without any furniture and facilities, only a box was placed in the center of the room.
Li Yaqing's boyfriend is called Luo Wei. Now that he has entered the painting, there is no need to hide it from him. Qin Ci told him the world and rules of painting in a low voice.
Luo Wei's ability to accept is different from ordinary people's. After listening calmly from beginning to end, he finally asked: "Can everything in the painting be revealed to the real world?"
Qin Ci felt that his mind was turning very fast, and nodded with some appreciation and regret in his eyes.
"Whether it's oral or written, is it okay?" Luo Wei further confirmed.
"None of them." Qin Ci said.
"So, have you tried using Morse code?" Rovin's calm and thinking instinct belonged to a man of science, watching everyone through his lenses.
A group of portraits were immobilized by this sentence, and they even forgot to blink their eyelids.
"Fuck..." Wei Dong came to life first, staring at Luo Wei, "I haven't tried it! I really haven't tried it - maybe it really works!" After speaking, he turned his head to look at Mu Yiran, as if there was only one Only after the certification and affirmation of the boss can the feasibility of this idea be more conclusive.
"Even if it's useful, what can it be?" The boss was more calm and indifferent than Luo Wei, "With the mentality of modern people seeking curiosity,"
"And the sand sculpture attribute of immortality." Ke Xun inserted a note.
"... It's hard to guarantee that no one will take the initiative to want to enter the painting." Mu Yiran said, his eyes suddenly cold, "What's more, it is not impossible to coax old enemies and enemies into the painting. And the most important thing is, we don't know if After the existence of 'painting' is leaked on a large scale, will it cause the backlash of the power behind the scenes, so we can only adopt a conservative method at present, while entering the painting, and relying on our own efforts to find out the laws behind it."
Luo Wei glanced at Mu Yiran's face emphatically, and then said calmly, "I didn't think about it carefully."
Li Yaqing cried beside her: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm the one who caused you trouble... "
Luo Wei didn't complain, just patted her shoulder: "I don't need to be sorry, everything has chance and inevitability."
"This guy is a nice guy, it's a pity..." Wei Dong whispered to Ke Xun.
"It's not a pity for those of us." Ke Xun said.
Wei Dong sighed, walked to the center of the room, and circled the box twice. He didn't see anything out of the ordinary, and he didn't dare to touch the box.
Others were also looking around. It was a closed room with no doors and windows. The roof and four walls were painted with wall paint. The dark blue background was printed with countless golden stars and moon patterns. At first glance, it was full of childlike interest. Above his head is a star-shaped golden lamp, emitting a cream-yellow light.
A closed room is easy to make people anxious. Qi Qiang's temperament is inherently irritable. After searching in the room for a while, he couldn't find a way to get out. He couldn't help but go to the box in the center of the room to die.
He wanted to open the lid of the box, but no matter how much he knocked on it, the lid would not move.
Wei Dong saw that he took out a tool from his pocket and fiddled with the box for a while. He could not help but quietly turn Ke Xun with his elbow, and said, "Professional."
"It's a pity it's not easy to use here." Ke Xun glanced at Qi Qiang, who kicked the box in anger when he failed to open the box.
Unable to leave this closed room for a while, everyone stopped, standing or squatting or sitting quietly waiting.
In view of the fact that the world outside the painting is raining and there are few guests in the museum, everyone speculates that it will take a long time to gather the number of people this time.
Ke Xun leaned against the wall next to Mu Yiran's shoulder and waited, the hand hanging by his side hooked his fingers repeatedly.
Mu Yiran didn't bother him, let him make small movements, and suddenly he was itchy, so he put his hand in his trouser pocket.
Ke Xun bent down, squatted beside him, and lowered his head to the ground in a trance.
Mu Yiran lowered his eyelids, and the V-shaped hair tips on the back of the man's neck appeared in the back of his eyes again. The hand in the trouser pocket couldn't help but move his fingers slightly, and finally controlled himself in the trouser pocket.
The time is a bit long, nearly two hours have passed, and no one has been "captured" by the painting during this period.
"Isn't it enough for thirteen people this time?" Wei Dong's face was filled with schadenfreude that the rules were broken.
"Look at the time on your phone." Zhu Haowen said lightly.
Wei Dong took out his mobile phone and couldn't help but be stunned: "Why is it still at the time of the painting?"
"It means that during this period of time, the time in the painting is still," Zhu Haowen said, "I am afraid that the time here will not pass until thirteen people are gathered."
"What about the outside time?" Wei Dong asked hurriedly. "No matter how many days we stay in the painting, isn't the outside still the same day as the painting?"
"The time from the outside world will also pass, but generally it should be limited to the day when the painting is entered, and the period between the opening and closing of the museum," Zhu Haowen said, "As for how to gather thirteen people, that is the driving force behind the painting. thing."
Wei Dong had no choice but to continue to wait with everyone. After an unknown amount of time, the light of the star-shaped lamp above his head suddenly came on, stabbed people to the point of being unable to open their eyes. Four more people.
Everyone didn't move, they just looked at these four people with ignorant faces. They were two men and two women, both in their twenties and thirties. They were wearing work uniforms and had badges on their chests. They seemed to be together. .
"What's the matter?" One of the women with curly hair looked at the crowd in surprise.
In a tacit understanding, no one said a word, and threw the explained work practices to Dr. Qin.
Qin Ci took the trouble to explain to the four people, and Wei Dong said to Zhu Haowen on the other side: "Next time, let Dr. Qin record a paragraph on his mobile phone, and the newcomer will play the recording directly when he comes in, so that he can save his voice."
Zhu Haowen ignored it, his eyes fell on the box ahead of time, everyone had arrived, and the plot should begin.
The four newcomers obviously did not have such a high degree of acceptance as Luo Wei. No matter how Qin Ci explained it, the four of them didn't believe him, and they quarreled around him. Qin Ci finally didn't want to waste any more saliva, so he shook his head and walked away.
"You said it! What the hell is going on?!" The woman with the curly hair cut off the male-colored lipstick, and stared at the strange group of people standing and squatting in front of her in shock and anger. A handsome man in a suit and leather shoes stood there, busy stepping on high heels for a few steps.
"Hey, can you tell us what's going on? Who are you? Why did you bring us here?!"
The old members: ? ?
"Let me tell you, our colleagues are all outside. People in the 40s and 50s will all come with a phone call!" The woman with pan hair seemed to have just remembered that she could make a phone call. She took out the dial and found that there was no signal. .
"Speak up!" The woman became angry and reached out her hand to pull the handsome man, but suddenly a big human-shaped dog squatting beside him suddenly said: "Sister, if you have something to say, don't move your feet. How did you come in here? No impression?"
The woman was startled, she took a step back and looked down, facing the bad face of the previous social youth.
"Let's look at the painting! We came here in the blink of an eye, and when we came, we saw you guys. Who believed it had nothing to do with you!" The woman glared at him.
"Look, you also said that you came here in the blink of an eye, then you run out in the blink of an eye, who's restricting you from blinking?" said the youth in society.
"Are you sick!" the woman shouted angrily.
"Then stay away, this disease is contagious." Young people in society are not stingy.
"You—" The woman continued to entangle, and was pulled away by the three who came with her.
At this moment, a "pop" sound was heard, and the lid of the box in the middle of the room was lifted by itself, causing everyone to stop moving, and thirteen eyes with different emotions were projected at the same time. Seeing that there was no follow-up movement from the box, it just stood there quietly with the lid open, like a monster waiting to devour everyone, opening its big black mouth.
"Who did it with the remote control?" The girl with the hair looked at everyone angrily, thinking she was being tricked.
No one paid any attention to her, the old members exchanged glances, Ke Xun stood up, walked lightly and cautiously towards the box, stopped where he could see the inside of the box, stretched his neck and glanced inwards, Then he raised his eyebrows, looked at the old members, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Yiran's face: "A bunch of strange things, none of which are next to each other,"
After speaking, he turned his eyes back to the box and took a few glances, "There are thirteen pieces in total, and there are words written on the inner wall of the box cover - 'Please choose a prop according to personal preference'."
"It seems that these are the rules of this painting." Qin Ci said.
The old members didn't say any more. They gathered around the box in a tacit understanding. Just as they were about to take a closer look at the props inside, they heard Wei Dong say "hey", but they were pulled away by Qi Qiang from behind, forcing him to be squeezed. In the front, it seems that he wants to get ahead of everyone and choose a prop that is more beneficial to himself.
Ke Xun squatted beside the box, holding his cheeks and watching Qi Qiang rummaging through the box with a half-smile.
Wei Dong knew his own son Tie Zi best, and knew that Ke Xun was unhappy because of his calf-protecting attributes. He thought that Qi Qiang had dragged his calf. As his calf, Wei Dong felt courageous and knew Comrade Qi Qiang If you pick the right item, it's fine, if you pick the wrong item, you might be beaten up by my Ke'er and then the item will be taken away by my Ke'er.
It feels so good to be cared for.
From the time the two met at the age of three or four, Wei Dong often felt a sense of security like wearing a Shubao.
He couldn't help looking at Mu Yiran in frustration, but was slightly taken aback. Seeing this man standing still behind Ke Xun like a mountain, his face was as cold and calm as always, but he could still feel something from him. A strange aura that has never been seen before, this kind of aura, how can I say it...
Just like every time in the past, when Ke Xun stood behind Wei Dong, the aura he exuded was exactly the same.
Wei Dong suddenly woke up.
His most iron iron, his best brother who deserves to be loved the most, his protector since childhood, finally one day, he also has his own protector and the person who loves him the most.
Wei Dong suddenly felt a little warm in his eyes, and turned his head quickly. Just as he was about to pat his own Tie Zi's shoulder with great comfort, he saw Mu Yi suddenly glanced at him, took two steps forward, and stood beside Ke Xun.
Why, the overbearing president is amazing! The declaration of sovereignty is amazing! I can let you go! Wei Dong turned his head and decided to hug another single student, Zhu Haowen, for warmth.
Mu Yiran stood beside Ke Xun, looking down at him, his hand in his trouser pocket suddenly pulled out and gently landed on the back of the neck of the squatting human-shaped dog.
Hmm... Finally, I couldn't hold back and touched the tip of the fluffy tail.