In another timeline, Du Lingyu was the only survivor, and everyone else died.
The other twelve were dead.
This dead despair, unable to struggle, left everyone speechless.
"Let's continue to discuss this picture," Mu Yiran's voice was a little cold, but anyone who knew him could tell that the coldness was used to cover up the sadness, "About the negative space mentioned by Shao Ling, obviously this There's a picture, too, it's all around the photo, and it's kind of weird."
"Yes," Shao Ling also tried to recover himself from the sadness just now, "the negative space should be blank or gradually gray, but the negative space in this photo is black with white spots on it. , something like snowflakes drifting in the middle of the night, but not like it."
Zhu Haowen also joined the discussion: "I think the camera is a key prop in this world, probably related to Bi Di's identity as a photographer. We already know that the camera can capture past and future scenes through shutter speed and speed. It is a depth of time, so is there such a possibility, can the lens angle of the camera be able to capture the expansion of space? Can a wide-angle lens like this be able to capture scenes outside the light brigade?”
This statement is very novel, and everyone can't help but nod. Shao Ling further said: "If this is the case, I think that with the degree of using a wide-angle lens in this picture, it may not only capture the world outside the lamp brigade."
"Oh my God, did you capture the world outside the painting?!" Luo Yu was extremely surprised.
"That's not true," Shao Ling said hurriedly, "I have been thinking about the composition of the Four Brigades, and what the world outside the Four Brigades is like, through the words in the book "Witches", and Shi Xun and Weidong's For the painting, I think the four brigades should be formed in a ring shape, which also fits the saying 'circle the brigade for me'."
Wei Dong frowned and listened for a long time: "You mean, the ground egg is like a big egg, and the four brigade is like a waistline tied to the ground egg?"
"Yes, you expressed it very accurately." Shao Ling nodded.
"I think the four brigades are not tied to the ground eggs, but are enclosed within the ground eggs," said Zhu Haowen this time. I feel that the people in the four brigade live in the ground eggs, and they are still distributed in bands, but not like we live on the surface of the earth, but inside the ground eggs."
"No way, I'm completely out of my mind, so what should we do next?" Luo Yao looked at the lit incense: "It's time to turn off the lights in more than two hours, we have to hurry up."
"In addition to the funeral, I asked Ke Xun and the others to go to the store according to the purchase list in the package, hoping to get something," Mu Yiran took out another roll of film that was developed, "Now let's look at the photos in Xi Shengnan's camera. "
Luo Yao took the film and performed a simple projector installation: "Xi Shengnan doesn't seem to have taken pictures. She should not have pictures of this world in her camera."
"Perhaps Xi Shengnan on another timeline had taken them. I still don't know who made the pictures of the white fish."
"That's right, we have a lot of work to do, and we have to zoom in on those white fish pictures in a while." Luo Meng also quickly entered the role and concentrated on cooperating with Wei Dong.
The pictures taken by Xi Shengnan flashed on the light screen one by one, and the shooting method was completely different from that of Mai Peng. Xi Shengnan seemed to prefer to use macro photography for still lifes, or narrative-style street scenes of characters, and occasionally some animals and food.
When the old building of Jiuzhan Art Museum appeared on the picture, Wei Dong and Luo Xiao's movements slowed down. dark night.
"You said, are we still in the old station art gallery?" Luo Yu suddenly asked such a question.
"If we are still in the painting," Qin Ci continued, "The painting "Reverse Journey" is displayed in the art museum, so in a broad sense, we are still in the Jiuzhan Art Museum."
"Well, this question is as esoteric as our current timelines." Luo Yao shook his head and continued to show the next picture.
Xi Shengnan should be a photographer who is keen to record life. She also took a photo of the hall of the art museum, and even took a profile portrait of the old man who was the doorman. The seemingly ordinary expression was photographed with some kind of sadness. the taste of.
After that, I took random photos of each exhibition hall, and soon the photos showed the familiar exhibition hall and the familiar door.
In the door is another part of the exhibition that separates the exhibition hall, which belongs to the exhibition of Bi Di's photographic works.
The photos in the back are really about the shooting of Bi Di’s work exhibition. Xi Shengnan didn’t focus on specific works, but formed a comfortable atmosphere with the layout of the exhibition hall and the light outside the window, and plated a layer from the future film exhibition. Gold in the eyes of those who look up.
"Stop!" Several people said in unison.
Weidong Luoxiao also stopped the movement of his hand at the right time, and stopped the slowly moving negative film on the light curtain.
The pictures were taken of the exhibition racks in the exhibition hall. The row of photographic works on the exhibition racks formed a depth effect, and the photos taken by Bi Di were displayed from near to far.
Everyone's eyes are focused on the third work from the left - although the picture is small, it is not so clear due to the focus deviation, but this does not prevent everyone from recognizing it at the first time - "Reverse Travel" ", this picture is "Reverse Journey".
"Oh my God, I have a sense of time and space dislocation. Are we looking at this painting in this painting now?" Luo Meng shook his head, feeling incredible.
The others were observing the painting in silence, although the painting in the picture had a familiarity that would be recognized by everyone when it turned to ashes, but at the same time there was a sense of alienation and unfamiliarity that had not been seen for a long time.
"I feel that this circle suddenly has a special meaning now," Wei Dong said. "Do you think this circle is like the lens of a camera? All of us are actually in Bi Di's lens."
"It makes sense, no wonder the camera is given such a special meaning in this world," Qin Ci stared at the circle in the photo and the house inside the circle, "Now it seems that this circle may be a ring, Inverse travel exists in the circle."
"There is also a timeline," Shao Ling added. "When we first entered the painting, the timeline we were in was docked with another timeline, which probably formed a circle."
"The signature is outside the circle," Fang Fei also said, with a surprising meaning, "We are inside the circle, the signature is outside the circle, we can only go out to find the signature."
Everyone was silent. For a while, they felt that this was a rare breakthrough point, and then they felt that it was almost impossible to reach beyond the circle—this is no longer a matter of geographical distance. Outside the circle, it seems to be another a universe.
"Look, there seems to be something on the right side of the ring." Mu Yiran said.
When everyone heard this, they all squinted to the right side of the ring. Because the signature is on the left side of the ring, the right side is overlooked, and now it seems that there are some disordered lines there, but because the color is too light, it is very blurred.
"I remember these things," Fang Fei said. "Before we entered the painting, what I focused on was the pencil drawing, that is, the circle and the things outside the circle. The left side is the author's signature and date, and there are some pencil drawings in the upper right corner. Line marks, very light, I thought at the time that the picture was not cleanly processed."
"Yes, these lines are too random, as if they have no special meaning." Wei Dong also said.
Mu Yiran looked at Fang Fei: "What kind of lines did you see at the beginning? Can you draw them easily?"
"I'll try," Fang Fei came to the table, picked up the pen and paper prepared by Mu Yiran, recalled it carefully, and drew a few strokes: "I forgot whether there is one stroke or two strokes on the left, it is slightly curved anyway. The lines on the right, I remember very well, the two lines crossed, like a cross. - But one thing is for sure, the lines themselves were light and erased, so I thought it was a painting at the time I didn’t care about the extra lines caused by the time.”
"I think this circle can be broken through, because it is a pencil and can be erased." If it were normal, Shao Ling must have thought that he was trying to tell a joke, but at this moment he was very serious, "This picture The parts that are drawn in pencil are actually likely to be erased by an eraser.”
"Including the painter's signature." Zhu Haowen said.
"Oh my God, that's too scary. If the signature is gone, it will be the end." Luo Yu was said to be scared.
"Everyone, look at this pattern carefully," Mu Yiran showed the picture that Fang Fei had just drawn to everyone, "Please use your imagination boldly, what do you think this looks like?"
"A few strands of hair..." Luo Ye said.
"I didn't draw the flowing clouds?" Qin Ci said.
"A trace of the wind blowing up?" Wei Dong said.
The others didn't speak anymore, and it really didn't look like these few abstract lines.
Mu Yiran drew another similar pattern with his own brushstrokes beside him, keeping the fork on the right and only one curved line on the left: "So, what is it like?"
Everyone frowned and watched for a long time, and finally gave up guessing.
"Light bulb." Zhu Haowen said suddenly, "It's very similar to the light bulb drawn when learning circuits in middle school physics class."
After Zhu Haowen said this, everyone felt a bit similar, but when drawing the circuit, a complete circle was used to enclose the fork, and this drawing was more casual.
Mu Yi nodded: "I also think this is a light bulb. To be precise, it is a representation of a light source. When a photographer composes a picture, he should consider the position of the light source, so Bi Di drew it specially, but because it is used to remind himself The draft, so for the effect of the overall composition, it may have been erased later.”
"If it was the light source, why didn't he draw a sun directly?" Wei Dong said.
"I think that if this painting is replaced by a photographic work, it may not be possible to shoot directly in nature." Mu Yiran said, "So, the author could not use the light of the sun, so he had to create artificial landscaping and choose to use lighting."
"But it's not right," Qin Ci said. "Whether it is the sun or the lamp, it is always the light source, but why is the shadow of the house in the circle opposite to the light source? This is not normal."
The upper right of the circle is the light source, but the shadow of the house in the circle is located at the lower right, which is indeed unreasonable.
"If the sun is on the right, the shadow of the house should be dragged on the left!" Luo Meng also saw the problem.
"Probably because of this, the confusion of time in this world is caused. The light and shadow in this world is completely wrong." Mu Yiran said, "Light and shadow, we can also understand it as time."
The time in this world is so chaotic that there are even more than one timeline. These are not caused by accident, but come from the original intention of the artist.
The painter seems to want to accomplish such a photographic work, a work where the light is distorted and impossible to achieve.
"So? How do we get out? The signature is outside the circle." Luo Meng was a little anxious.
"We can go out, because the ground egg looks similar to that Shixun, and it also has an exit like a blow hole. We can go out through the exit." Fang Fei's voice sounded behind everyone.
Everyone felt that Fang Fei's words at this time were wrong, and they turned around for a while, only to realize that Fang Fei didn't know when to put on her mask!
That snow-white mask belongs to the witch.
Wearing this mask, Fang Fei seemed to have changed her identity at once. Although Fang Fei's usual facial expressions were not rich, this mask made her lines cold and even a little sacred.
Wei Dong tentatively said to Fang Fei: "Are you now Fang Fei or Master Wu?"
Fang Fei's snow-white face faced Wei Dong: "No matter who it is, we will always be partners. The purpose is to find an autograph. Now I just use this mask to see some things that are invisible to the naked eye."
"What do you see?"
"The inside of the egg, and the space we are in."