Fire Game

Self-study room.

Although there are students number 56 and 60, the classroom is very quiet.

According to the teacher's request, everyone must hand in a painting within the one-and-a-half hour class time limit tonight as classwork.

Everyone was painting seriously, with no distractions. Even if the teacher went out, no one took the opportunity to desert, and the only sound in the classroom could be heard rustling paintbrushes.

"Professor Chen, what should I do? I can't draw."

Liu Yun was very anxious and couldn't help kicking Chen Pei'en's chair who was sitting in front.

She is a liberal arts student with a good literary literacy. If she talks about ancient and modern Chinese and foreign works, she may be able to talk endlessly, but she really knows nothing about painting.

The other classmates are drawing seriously, but up to now, Liu Yun's drawing paper is blank and the pen has not moved.

"It's okay, just draw whatever you want."

Chen Pei'en turned around and said, "Anyway, I won't check it on the spot. If it really doesn't work, you just paint the moon."

moon.

Liu Yun turned her head and looked out the window.

This is rather simple.

but……

"Professor Chen, is this too perfunctory?"

She hesitated.

"Since we said let us play at will, why not?"

Chen Pei'en motioned her to relax, then turned around and completed her painting again.

Liu Yun stood up slightly and glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly became shocked.

Although it has not been completed yet, the old man on the drawing paper has already revealed the outline of half of his face, and his eyebrows and eyes look like the old man standing on the podium just now, lifelike.

As expected of a professor, he is truly omnipotent.

Liu Yun was in awe, and couldn't help but look at Dong Qin next to him.

Others are also better than her. They paint landscapes. Although they are not professional, they are already very beautiful.

Fight.

Liu Yun gritted her teeth, picked up the paintbrush, and, as Chen Pei'en suggested, began to imitate the moonlight tonight.

Because the content was simple, she completed it in a few minutes. After reading it for a while, Liu Yun felt that it was too monotonous, so she picked up the pen again and started the inscription below.

This is her specialty.

"I don't want to pick the moon, I want it to hang high in the sky, bright and fragrant, always bright."

The upright small script is meticulous, and the number of words is small, but the combination of calligraphy and painting immediately raised the artistic conception of this work to a great level.

Liu Yun looked at it for a while, then was slightly satisfied and put down the pen. Looking at Hu Rui on the right.

"Hu Rui, who are you painting?"

Like Chen Pei'en, Hu Rui also chose portraits. She painted a girl in her early twenties, with neat bangs and a round and pure face.

It's not finished yet, but it's obviously not Hu Rui who painted it.

Her best friend?

Liu Yun thought so.

"Don't you know her?"

While Hu Rui was talking, the brush in her hand didn't stop, and she began to paint the eyes of the girl in the painting.

"Is that your friend?"

Liu Yun shook her head and asked.

Hu Rui didn't respond directly, she just said, "Ye Xin definitely knows."

Ye Xin?

Liu Yun subconsciously looked around.

Ye Xin hadn't come back yet, so she didn't know what she was doing with Xia Bing.

She admitted that Xia Bing was indeed very beautiful, but this is not the real world after all.

Ye Xin wouldn't be really fascinated by that girl, would she?

As soon as this idea came up, Liu Yun decisively killed it.

Ye Xin gave her the impression that she was definitely not someone who was blinded by color.

Having nothing to do, Liu Yun turned to look at Xing Xianru, who was sitting behind him, and found that the other party was lying on the table, actually dozing off.

"Xianru, are you going to hand in a blank paper?"

She quickly pushed the other person's shoulder.

Xing Xianru, who basically didn't get much rest last night, raised her head, with visible fatigue on her face, she rubbed her brows and exhaled.

"Why not? We're not really students here. After tonight, we can leave."

Liu Yun was speechless and felt that what he said made sense. Seeing Xing Xianru's drowsiness, he nodded and said, "Then you can rest for a while."

When Liu Yun turned around and glanced inadvertently, he found that the eyes on Hu Rui's portrait were almost finished.

Staring at those eyes on the drawing paper, her heart tightened.

"Hu Rui, you..."

"What's wrong?"

Hu Rui kept her eyes fixed, manipulated the brush, and continued to complete the final finishing work attentively.

Witnessing Hu Rui's drawing of those eyes, Liu Yun's face gradually became flustered, she felt uneasy for no reason, and her heartbeat started to speed up involuntarily.

"Who are you painting?"

she asked nervously.

At first, it was just an ordinary-looking portrait, but Hu Rui added a pair of malicious eyes to her.

When these eyes that were out of tune with the whole painting appeared, the girl's temperament in the portrait suddenly changed, and it became creepy.

Liu Yun even felt that the vicious eyes in the portrait were staring at him!

"Professor Chen, Dong Qin, look, look at Hu Rui's paintings..."

Liu Yun was short of breath and couldn't help calling others.

Chen Peien, Dong Qin, and even Xing Xianru, who was sitting in the back, were attracted.

When they saw Hu Rui's work, they were also taken aback.

"Is it so surprising?"

As if nothing had happened, Hu Rui pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't we all draw the same thing?"

Chen Pei'en's eyes trembled, he looked around subconsciously, and then he was stunned.

I saw that everyone's drawing paper ~www.readwn.com~ all drew the same girl, her appearance was innocent, but her eyes were extremely vicious.

"What's the matter?"

Looking at the identical paintings around, Liu Yun was at a loss.

Before they could figure out the situation, the students around stopped writing at the same time, then turned their heads in unison, and looked at them all.

Dong Qin's face turned pale and his hair stood on end.

"Why are you different from us? Why don't you paint the same things as us..."

Like zombies, these students stood up one by one, saying the same thing, with expressionless faces, empty eyes, and stiff movements. From all directions, they gradually surrounded Chen Peien and the others.

Liu Yun's heart almost jumped out of her throat, and she was almost out of breath.

Xing Xianru's tiredness was awakened instantly, her trembling eyes were filled with panic.

No one can keep calm at such a time.

"run!"

Chen Pei'en's face trembled, and this calm and elegant professor completely lost his composure at this moment. Knowing that he couldn't sit still, he roared to remind the girls to escape from the classroom, but just as they stood up, the sheets of drawing paper suddenly rose into the air. , swirls around the classroom, forming an airtight circle, trapping several people in it.

On the drawing paper, those pairs of vicious eyes stared at them from all directions, 365 degrees without dead ends!

"It's over, we're done..."

Liu Yun's face was ashen.

Dong Qin punished Xianru, her breathing was stagnant, her hands and feet were cold.

Looking at the rapidly rotating, gradually overlapping portraits, Chen Pei'en's expression changed in horror.

He should know who is the girl painted on these portraits.

The source of the curse of Mount Meilan.

Li Meilan!