Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 163

Luo Binhan didn't know how this idea came out of his head.When he looked at the complex yet unified city outline, he suddenly remembered the statues he had seen before.They were completed by an artist named Odufodo, who is known as the artistic jewel of the city. According to the age of his works, this person is about 60 or [-] years old now.

Many of his award-winning photographs are on display at the Bone Blue Museum, along with two actual statues he made for Bone Blue's 500th anniversary celebration.One of them is a giant dragon composed entirely of skeletons, which symbolizes the history and spirit of the city; the other is a statue of the Goddess of Spring with butterfly wings on its back, which is made to promote the spring parade.

The two statues are extremely exquisite and complicated, but the details reveal a certain uncomfortable mania.Luo Binhan especially didn't like the statue of the goddess: its outline was soft and elegant, and its expression was lifelike, but there were countless densely arranged hexagonal patterns engraved on the surface of the statue, which looked like a dark honeycomb under the light.

According to the accompanying text description, these hexagonal patterns imply that "the hard work of bees brings sweetness", which is one of the spiritual connotations of the goddess of spring.But in Luo Binhan's view, these regular hexagonal patterns are really not commensurate with the goddess's soft and curvy body, and they are so dense that they are disgusting.

Despite this, Luo Binhan noticed that the wine red ponytail paid special attention to the statue.She stood in front of the goddess statue for a full 5 minutes, with a rare concentration on her face, and she seemed to like that style.He didn't take this matter to heart, until when he was looking at the city scenery just now, the goddess statue with honeycomb texture appeared in front of his eyes again.

He thought of Li Li making him see the world through the eyes of a lunatic—isn't there a thin line between an artist and a lunatic?
"How about we go find that sculptor?" Luo Binhan said, "Didn't the introduction just say that he lives here? Let's inquire and see if we can find his studio."

The burgundy ponytail agreed without saying a word.She didn't seem to have considered the privacy or personal safety of the sculptor at all, so she searched on the spot with her mobile phone.Luo Binhan rubbed his eyes and said, "Can you really find out about this thing? It should belong to personal privacy, right?"

Luo Binhan's plan was actually to find a famous art museum in the city.According to his experience, an artist as valuable as Aldufodo always has to maintain certain contacts with local art dealers, so as to have a guaranteed source of customers.They can try along this line of thought, even if it doesn't work, this exploration process can also be used as a pastime.

But the burgundy ponytail has another way.She told Luo Binhan that a serious mistake occurred in announcing candidates for an international art award more than ten years ago, and the private addresses of a large number of invited celebrities were leaked.Those lists had been widely circulated on the Internet, and one of her friends just kept a copy.

Luo Binhan began to look at her with admiration: "You still have this kind of friend?"

"It's actually me," said Claret Ponytail. "I'm always planning when I'll put on an animal mask and go visit them with a knife and a gun."

"You hate the rich?"

"No, that was just for fun."

Luo Binhan didn't take this little crazy girl's words seriously, but said with a smile: "You will only be beaten to death by their security guards."

The wine red ponytail shrugged indifferently.Luo Binhan felt that he was one step closer to the madman's perspective that Li Li said.His eyes were probably blown into the sand by the wind, and the more he looked out, the more uncomfortable he became.

"I found it." Wine Red Ponytail said, "at No. 4 Bailan Park."

That is the address more than ten years ago, I don't know if it can still be counted.But when Luo Binhan discovered that the address was located in a remote suburb, he believed a little more.He only knew two artists in his life, Zhou Yu's girlfriend and his prospective father-in-law.The father and daughter both lived in the outer suburbs of Lihai City, in an old western-style villa that was isolated from the world and extremely inconvenient for transportation and shopping.

That is probably some kind of eccentricity of the artist, and the house is now under Zhou Yu's jurisdiction, and it is said that it is handed over to a rural woman from a remote country to take care of it.

He hailed a taxi with Wine Red Ponytail and went to Bailan Park on the outskirts of the city.During this period, Luo Binhan's eyes were still a little swollen and painful, and he would cry when he touched the sun.The wine-red ponytail found out about his situation, and helped him open his eyelids and blew.

"It looks fine on the outside, and I don't see bloodshots or anything else... Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No need." Robin Han said.He wasn't sure if the body structure of people in this world was exactly the same as his own, and it was better to avoid any risk of being betrayed.

They took a taxi to Bailan Park.During this period, Luo Binhan sat in the car and lowered his head to think, examining what he was doing at the moment.The shadows of the two statues representing the city still lingered in his mind, giving him some kind of urgent desire.

To see the sculptor, he thought vaguely, would be sure of something.

He thought drowsily, and didn't wake up until the driver stopped.Probably because of being in the closed compartment, the pain from the foreign body in his eyes was much relieved.From this, Luo Binhan judged that the air environment in this world might not be suitable for him, but he would go back in a day or two anyway, so there was no reason to be too nervous.

Bailan Park No. 4 stands on the top of a certain hill on the outskirts of the city. It is a three-story dome villa.It is beautifully decorated, but it is far away from the neighboring buildings, and has a sense of indifference and indifference.

The wine red ponytail was very excited to see this building, and even took the initiative to hug Luo Binhan's arm and talk.

"How much do you think it will cost you every year to live there?" she said.

Luo Binhan glanced at her: "Are you envious?"

"No, of course not. I'm not interested in taking up that much space," said Claret Ponytail, "but I'd like to see how long a fire can last for so much money."

This is a dangerous speech, but Luo Binhan is used to it.They came to the gate of the courtyard together, but unexpectedly did not see any security personnel.Luo Binhan rang the doorbell, and it took a long time for a young man in his 20s to come.

The other party, disheveled and gloomy, asked them why they came through the door.Luo Binhan told him that he was looking for the great artist to seek business cooperation, and wanted to customize a unique town shop statue for his family business.

The way he was dressed at the moment didn't really support his remarks, but the other party still let them into the house.The young man introduced that he was a student of Aldufodo, and that the great artist was away on business, and he was doing some simple raw material processing on his behalf.For some reason, he seems to like wine-red ponytails, and always keeps his eyes on her.

"Can we go to the studio to see the work?" Robin Han asked.

"It may not be appropriate now." The young student politely declined, "The studio is too messy."

Luo Binhan didn't intend to force it, but the wine red ponytail stalked the young sculptor, begging him to secretly take him to have a look.Luo Binhan saw that she didn't like statues at all, but she just had a rebellious heart attack, and she was only happy when she insisted on being difficult.

The young man was not firm, and within a few rounds he raised his flag and surrendered, and promised to take them in to have a look.But before that, he had to clean up and cover some unfinished products involving commercial secrets.

This didn't sound unreasonable, so Luo Binhan stayed in the reception room cooperatively, drinking tea while looking at the photos on the wall.The wine-red ponytail, like a devil who escaped from hell on All Souls' Day, began to encourage Luo Binhan to set fire to the house with him, or to smash all the statues in the studio.

"Are you trying to piss your father off?" Luo Binhan sipped his tea indifferently and said, "Go ahead, and you'll be in the women's prison thinking about how to go into the mountains to find savages."

The burgundy ponytail kicked him, knocked over the tea on purpose, threatened to attack the studio and then ran out.Luo Binhan was sitting comfortably, but he didn't think she was really capable of committing the crime just mentioned, so he still nestled on the sofa and watched the photos.

Those photos are all past works of old artists, most of them are related to the human body, but they are not completely realistic.He seems to like to put parts of the human body together with other fragments, such as a large number of gears, nails or shells, which are so dense and frightening in the extreme beauty and dazzling.

A photo of a statue composed of a baby's torso and shell limbs reminded Robinhan of the past.The sea of ​​shells he crossed before going to the gate city, and the purple pearl in the warehouse of the Silence, have the artists also seen these in their dreams?

Luo Binhan walked to the photo frame and saw the name of the statue - "Birth" written on the bottom.

His eyes sting again.He was about to reach out and rub it when a woman's scream came from the studio downstairs.

(End of this chapter)