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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 382 Fanwai Sketch (2)"

weight="96095"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

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#Fourth sketch

This is a page from a children’s drawing book. The edges are filled with orange and red with crayons. It is probably to express the scene of being enveloped by red maple and yellow tree cockles. In the middle is a large house with simple lines. It seems that you can see the rest inside through the wall. People, two of them are playing chess in one corner of the room, two of them are reading in the other corner, three of them are looking at a computer around a computer, and another group of people are sitting together eating, drinking and chatting, and three of them are using a small stove outside the house. Cook something.

The house is an ancient tile roof, on which a plaque was drawn with black crayon, and two naive characters were written: Fenglu.

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Mu Yiran met his opponent in Go, and had to consider almost every step he took.

Yue Cen was more relaxed, and occasionally chatted with each other: "This is the first time Fenglu meets guests."

"Huh?" Mu Yiran held Heizi with his fingers, and looked up at Yue Cen, "Huh."

"I think this is an old building, but judging from the newness of the interior decoration, cups and plates, and books, it seems that there is very little hospitality. Although the staff here are well-trained, they always treat guests. There is some politeness that is too hard, lacking a habitual calmness." After Yue Cen finished speaking, he looked at the chessboard and placed his white piece in an unexpected position.

Mu Yiran stayed silent for a while and said, "If you start painting earlier, you might be able to reduce some sacrifices."

Yue Cen was silent for a while, and quickly chuckled softly: "It's rare to hear Mr. Mu's praise."

At the moment, Luo Ling and the others are making extremely loud noises: "You're too — terrible! This horror movie? It's not as good as Big Ear Tutu! It seems that entering the painting really exercised my courage."

Li Xiaochun sat in the middle: "I have always been indifferent to horror films anyway, because I know they are fake and props."

Wei Dong looked at Luo Ling: "You started painting with your mouth shut, how did you explain it to your girlfriend?"

At the tea table not far away, Luo Ling's girlfriend was having tea and chatting with her companions. She did not appear to be out of gregariousness at all. She seemed to have agreed with Gu Qingqing to go to the lake to observe the egrets on the weekend.

"I haven't seen a real wild egret yet," Luo Ling's girlfriend smiled sweetly. "When I was in middle school, I especially liked reading Jane's prose. I remember she wrote: When I can't comfort you, or you Don’t care about me anymore, please remember that in our humble fleeting years, twelve egrets flew over the lake in autumn."

"It's so beautiful," Gu Qingqing nodded frequently, "I remember when I was a kid, I copied Du Mu's poems, and one of them was about an egret: Fly away and reflect on Bishan, and a pear blossom in the evening breeze. ——If it is a metaphor for a pear blossom scene , It’s so beautiful, but this pear blossom is used to compare a large group of flying egrets, it is so beautiful."

The two girls are too late to meet each other.

Wu You, who was eating sugar-fried chestnuts next to him, paused, and asked Fang Fei in a low voice: "Let you immediately think of a poem about egrets, can you?"

"Okay, two orioles crowing in the green willows, and a group of egrets ascend to the blue sky." Fang Fei replied like stream.

"You really have you, if you give me this question in a painting, I'm sure to be foolish."

Fang Fei intends to finish reading the poem: "The lone sail is far away and the blue sky is gone, and the light boat has passed the ten thousand mountains."

"You really have you!" Wu You gave a thumbs up, and then looked at Shao Ling with an incredible look. "Mr. Shao, why don't you even know how to eat chestnuts, that's a shell!"

——Wei Dong: "...No, carrot, how did you explain the painting to your girlfriend."

Luo Ling calmly looked at the female zombie on the screen, howling and giving birth to tens of thousands of slippery little zombies, and took a bite of a sweet and greasy persimmon: "We are a team, we are playing a picture called "Painting" A large-scale entry game."

Weidong: "..."

Li Xiaochun whispered: "Even if your girlfriend is not interested in the game, what if she suddenly wants to search, or if she chats with a friend and finds that there is no game?"

Luo Ling smiled lightly: "So, I got one in partnership with my buddy who started a game company."

Wei Dong was surprised: "I rely on, I must not be able to play this game."

Li Xiaochun: "Luo Ling, you have a true love for your girlfriend."

"It's necessary," Luo Ling stretched, "My girlfriend is in love with this place, and I plan to come here every fall."

"The boss said, Fenglu welcomes us at any time." Li Xiaochun even had the idea of ​​directly seeking a position as a chef in Fenglu, so that he could live here every day.

Fenglu is a villa built in the mountains, beside the villa, there is a glass open house built on the mountain.

Everyone is in this open penthouse at the moment, and through the transparent glass walls, you can see the beautiful autumn scenery.

Outside, it was the bright and flickering October autumn light.

Ke Xun, Qin Ci, and curator Hua’s nine-year-old son are making tea in ancient ways outside Fenglu.

Curator Hua looked through the glass wall, looking at his son who was having fun and his seven-year-old daughter who was sitting under a big maple tree and painting seriously. He suddenly realized the peaceful happiness of the years.

Zhu Haowen next to him was immersed in reading books. Since he told him some old-fashioned knowledge and found a related book on the shelf, he looked fascinated.

Luo Ling Wei Dong and the others were the most lively there. Curator Hua laughed unconsciously: "Think about the fact that carrots were so scared on the glass plank road just now. They are totally different from the two. He was like that. Reminds me of the first time I drove."

Zhu Haowen: "..."

Curator Hua smiled and said: "The first time I drove, I got on the high speed. It was true that I didn't even dare to blink my eyes during the whole journey, I was sweating all over, and I didn't know how to finish the three hours."

Zhu Haowen: "..."

Li Xiaochun has already interjected: "Curator Hua, don't you know that there are other meanings to driving?"

Curator Hua: "Oh? Just driving a car, can there be other meanings?" Then he asked Zhu Haowen next to him, "Haowen, you have to tell me well, I have to learn more from you. People's words."

Zhu Haowen: "...Or let's go on to talk about the customs."

#Fifth Zhang sketch

On an oval-shaped piece of cardboard, if you don’t turn it over, it’s hard to find that this is actually a uniquely designed wedding invitation.

The effect is like a beautiful pen with a writing brush in lower case. On the back of the invitation, a lively wedding scene has been sketched out. All the characters are dressed in costumes, especially the two men in suits and leather shoes standing in the middle. This is particularly prominent on the screen. The particularly tall man smiled with eyes all over, in sharp contrast to his cold temperament; the man next to the cold man had a big and bright smile, which infected everyone on the screen.

Everyone on the screen is smiling, some seem to be toasting and saying blessings, and some seem to be talking about some interesting topics. Among them, two ladies in evening dresses are particularly eye-catching, they are holding a hand The man with flowers seems to be complaining why he received the bouquet. And the man stared at the flower in his hand thoughtfully.

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