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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 216 Inverse Travel 01┃ Old Station Art Museum."

weight="95929"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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City A is not far away, and it takes only four hours by train.

In the early winter season, the world has not completely removed its color. At this moment, there are blazing red maple trees passing by outside the car window, as if to burn the entire train car.

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran are sitting side by side. Both hands next to each other spread out their palms. The width of the palms is surprisingly the same as the length of the fingers. At first glance, they look like a human hand.

If you look closely, Ke Xun's hands are rougher, with thin calluses of varying degrees on the palms and fingers.

"You see, your career line is long." Ke Xun drew the position of Mu Yiran's'career line' in his palm, comparing it with himself, "I am too ambitious... But my emotional line is thick! "

The two of them whispered daily routines.

Mu Yiran leaned on the back of the seat, obediently wearing the cervical pillow ‘arranged’ for him by Ke Xun. His stern face was embedded in the furry pillow, and there was a hint of honesty and honesty.

Ke Xun felt Mu Yiran's hand touching the back of his head, his fingers stuck between the cervical pillow and the back of his neck, seeming to be looking for the unique hair tips.

"Are you some chocolate?" A very invisible hand stretched out from the front seat, with two chocolates in his hand.

Wei Dong looked back wearing black sunglasses: "Chocolate is not a junk food. We need to store enough calories to maintain our energy."

Ke Xun looked at Wei Dong's solemn black clothes and black sunglasses, and expressed his concern: "The police watched you just now."

"Yeah, I also think this outfit is quite courageous." Wei Dong pursed his mouth and chewed the chocolate, feeling cool.

Wei Dong, dressed in "courageous" black clothes, began to send chocolates to Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen in the front row. He also slapped Zhu Haowen's shoulder and said, "When will you sit back? I don't want to be next to Shao Ling, then The kid is too stubborn. I have lived in the shadow of learning tyrants at the same table since I was a child, and I have had enough."

Zhu Haowen: "I am not next to people in society, I would rather be next to doctors."

Qin Ci: "..."

Social person Wei Dong stood up and stretched out his head to look at Zhu Haowen in front of him: "Reading in the car is prone to motion sickness...No, Hao Wener, when did you stop playing games and read books? Or paper books!"

Zhu Haowen flipped through the book, seemingly attracted by the plot.

Wei Dong's curiosity was aroused: "Fuck, it's still a book!"

"Detective novels." Zhu Haowen replied with appreciation.

"Who wrote it? Higashino Gokei?"

"..."

Wei Dong didn't realize that he had said the author's name incorrectly, and scratched his head to think about it again: "Looking at the age of your book, did the detective queen Alyosha write it?"

"Wang Shuo."

"I rely on you to not bully the art artist. I have seen a lot of Wang Shuo back then. Kerr and I saw a lot of Wang Shuo, what kind of animals are ferocious, what is half of the sea and half of the fire! Wang Shuo writes the reasoning? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Up!"

Zhu Haowen raised the book to show Wei Dong the cover, only to see "Sing Liren Detective Collection" written on it, and the author's name was Wang Shuo.

"It's rare, Wang Shuo also wrote about reasoning." Wei Dong muttered to Ke Xun, who turned his head and followed Ke Xun in the back seat, and then he covered his eyes as soon as he turned his head: "What are you doing in public places!"

Ke Xun raised his head: "Adjust the seat height..."

"You two, just lie down..." Wei Dong discovered that these two people are wearing cervical pillows: Well, a big guy who stands out from the crowd has been turned into a fat-necked grouse. Love can really reduce people's cultivation... …

When the train arrived at a certain station, Shao Ling came to the car of his friends. Seeing a boy in black sunglasses beckoning to herself enthusiastically, Shao Ling looked intently at the front and rear seats of the boy in sunglasses to make sure that he did not find the wrong car.

Sunglasses kid: "There is only one seat left, and they don't want to be next to the people in this society."

After Shao Ling greeted everyone, she sat down: "Social man refers to a person in a complete sense with the dual attributes of nature and society in sociology, as opposed to'economic man'."

"..." After taking off his sunglasses, Wei Dong was stunned, and he obediently handed over his box of chocolates with both hands: "Are you going to have something to eat? This is for keeping your strength, it's sweet and delicious."

Shao Ling nodded politely and picked up a piece of chocolate: "In fact, the sweetness does not belong to the taste of chocolate itself. Chocolate is native to Central and South America. The originator is xocolatl, which means ‘bitter water’."

Wei Dong chewed the chocolate and looked at Shao Ling innocently, feeling that the shadow of his school days had shrouded again: "Ha, is it..."

Wei Dong looked at Shao Ling's profile. The other party didn't eat chocolate, it seemed to be in a daze.

Everyone has their own way of relieving tension, just like Wei Dong wants to numb himself by gagging and messing up, and Shao Ling's way is probably just like memorizing textbooks mechanically...

Thinking of this, Wei Dong felt a little sympathetic to the new member: "You are welcome, eat more, eat more!"

Shao Ling was patted on the back by Wei Dong a few times, as if he had just recovered, he looked down at the ingredient description on the chocolate packaging: "The sugar content is a bit high, but fortunately, the saturated fat of chocolate contains unique stearic acid. , You can eat a little."

"...Eat it."

...

The train arrived in City A soon, the hotel was booked early in the morning, and everyone was not in a hurry to check in.

"It's still early, let's go to the art gallery first." Qin Ci was speaking.

"The turnip just said that they have arrived at the art gallery." Wei Dong passed by the mirror in the waiting hall and took off his sunglasses, feeling that he was walking in this group of people like a blind person in black who needs to be taken care of, and like being taken care of by this group of people. Hostages holding opaque sunglasses.

Everyone has the always-in art museum visit ticket in everyone's pocket, and this time it says "Old Station Art Museum".

After searching on the map of city A for a long time, everyone found the old railway station in this city. Because of the completion and use of the new railway station, the old railway station was arranged as a public art gallery, which is said to be to improve the art of the citizens Appreciation level.

Nowadays, the'Jiuzhan Art Museum' has been built and opened for ten years. Except for major art exhibitions, it is almost impossible for the public to appreciate it—not a museum can improve the appreciation of citizens.

Therefore, when the taxi driver heard that these "tourists" were going to visit the art museum, he digs to remind him: "Don't delay your effort, it's very boring! There is no master at all, really! Other museum art. There is a treasure in the museum, let’s not think about it here! You might as well go to the Botanical Garden Zoo! The zoo has a new kangaroo!"

Zhu Haowen leaned forward and sat, inexplicably being flanked by Qin Ci and Wei Dong and sitting in the middle of the back row, feeling tensely twisted: "I heard that this art gallery was built by the mayor in the past. It is said that In the tender project that year, there were an aquarium, a model train exhibition hall, and a folklore memorial hall."

"Isn't it!" The taxi driver loves to say, "Which is more popular than the art museum! Especially the aquarium, how many children have to attract! There is also a cafeteria on the ground floor and you can eat while eating. I admire the big fish and prawns behind the glass while I eat. That's so exciting! It can also generate income for the city!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wei Dong nodded and hit haha.

When we arrived at the old railway station, everyone thanked the driver and got off the bus here "persistently". Wei Dong didn't forget to add another sentence: "Just want to see how miserable this museum is..."

Ke Xun and Mu Yiran had arrived in the previous taxi, and the girl with the long black ponytail standing beside them was Fang Fei.

This hairstyle made Fang Fei look cleaner and colder, and she nodded at everyone without saying much.

"Brother! Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law!" A voice rang in the distance, and you knew who it was without looking.

Luo Ling stepped on the somatosensory car under her feet, and came swaying from left to right: "Luckily you are tall, or I have to go around this broken building again. I haven't seen the art gallery for a long time."

Ke Xun silently pointed to the big character at the door of "This Broken Building"-Jiuzhan Art Museum.

"Yeah, here~" Luo Ling stopped the somatosensory car and blinked and looked up. "This small broken building is also broken. It's so small. I thought it was a convenience supermarket."

This art gallery is not very small, the old railway station buildings in old cities are almost all this big.

"I thought you thought this was a parking place..." Wei Dong said.

"Oh, Brother Dong?! When did you arrive?" Luo Ling suddenly found Wei Dong, excited, and then saw Qin Ci: "Brother Qin!" Then he saw Shao Ling: "Brother Shao!" I saw Zhu Haowen again: "Wen'er..."

Zhu Haowen: "Don't call me bro."

Luo Ling happily leaned forward and rubbed Zhu Haowen with her elbow: "If you have the ability to show your ID, see who is your brother~"

Zhu Haowen: "..."

"Fuck!" Luo Ling took a selfie with the two of them on his mobile phone. "It's not a big deal to be young now. Let's take another photo in ten years and see who has been spared by the years~"

Luo Ling looked at the photos on the phone, and the two young faces released infinite youth, although one did not smile, the other smiled forcefully.

Luo Ling wanted to say that everyone took a photo at the entrance of the art gallery and felt that this proposal seemed unlucky...

Zhu Haowen turned his attention to the art museum: "The audience of this old station art museum is not ideal, and even many citizens are complaining about the municipal decisions that year..."

Luo Ling: Hey? The topic changed a bit unreasonably.

Shao Ling looked up at this old art museum: "Is this municipal decision at the beginning interfered by other factors? The railway station was converted into an art museum in 2009. The dates of other art museums you have experienced before Different, some are old museums that are hundreds of years old, and some are newly opened in the past two years. I think we need to find out the reasons for the completion of these art museums. Take for now, this art museum has been built out of public opinion The citizens don’t buy it. This can be said to be a wrong decision, but how did this decision come about in the first place?"

After Shao Ling said this, he looked around. Fortunately, the door was cold here, with only a few partners standing alone in front of the gate.

"The thing that impressed me most was the painting "Breaking the Ground". The original Hong Kong developer invested in the purchase of the land. As a result, the old residents of Chunsun Apartment were forced to move out, and even caused resentment," Qin Ci also felt. "In this way, it seems that these art galleries were built by some power in the dark."