Paintings of Terror

Everyone ate dinner together and didn’t talk much about painting. After all, all that can be talked about has been talked about in the past ten days. The only thing everyone can do is to eat, drink, and recharge. Sharp, make the most adequate preparation for entering the painting.

Weidong watched Ke Xun and Mu Yiran into the room with eyebrows, and said next to him: "Do you think the big guy will really let the kid Keer conquer?"

After waiting for a long time, no one responded, turned around and saw that Zhu Haowen had left for some time.

Ke Xun nested himself in the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the rain in the city illuminated by neon lights outside.

Mu Yiran sat opposite him, using his mobile phone to work.

There is no light in the room, and the neon light and the light of the mobile phone reflect on his face.

Handsome. Ke Xun Xindao.

I took out my mobile phone, logged into Weibo, and posted a blog post.

Corgi has a **** shovel officer: sucking the face is like taking medicine, who knows who **** it.

The number of comments soon appeared three.

Traveling across the oceans in the future: Yan Fen will report, and beg for medicine.

The two are in love with each other: Fans don't fight for spring, they only report spring.

Did the idol marry me today: When the chrysanthemums were blooming, his aunt smiled.

Ke Xun: "..."

Looking at the number of fans, he didn't know when it broke through 30,000, and Ke Xun's eyes were straight.

I clicked on hundreds of unread private messages, and only found out the reason after reading dozens of them.

The "Flower Beauty Locator" that was blackened by him, Amway Zhang Hanrui's Weibo with his photo everywhere, and then was tweeted by a marketing account V, with the title "Those amateurs photographed on the street. Handsome guy", he is the one in the middle of the nine palaces.

Below this Weibo, the reply of "Huamei Men Locator" ranked first with the highest number of likes, and the content was: the little brother Weibo ID in the fifth picture: @柯基有捞屎官, 小哥哥Very cute and cute~~ [Color] [Licking Screen]

Ke Xun: "..."

Looking back at the Weibo I just posted, the number of comments has already passed 100...

The comment with the highest number of likes is simple and rude: If there is no photo, you say J8.

Ke Xun: "..."

Mu Yiran put down his mobile phone after nine o'clock at work, and when he looked up, he saw that Ke Xun had fallen asleep in the sofa opposite, so he could not help but picked up the phone to check the time.

...Was sleepy after nine o'clock? Is it the biological clock of a three-year-old child?

"Ke Xun, go to bed and sleep."

Ke Xun Pu dumbfounded, opened his eyes, with a dazed expression, like a child who couldn't find his home or his parents.

Mu Yiran felt soft in his heart.

"Did you sleep well last night?" asked and got up and turned on the bedside lamp.

The warm and yellow light suddenly gave this exquisitely decorated room an ambiguous atmosphere. Ke Xun recovered his senses, and the flock of sparrows in his mind flew around.

"Yeah." Ke Xun stood up from the sofa and scratched his head.

"What?" Mu Yiran asked.

Ke Xun licked his lower lip and looked up at him: "I thought I could see you today, so happy that I didn't fall asleep all night."

Mu Yiran looked at him for a moment, and moved his chin slightly: "Come here."

Ke Xun was heartbroken and walked slowly to the front, thinking whether he should hug his waist or hold his shoulders, or hold his face with both hands. He was about to fill in all the options when he saw the boss stretch out a hand and rubbed it. After rubbing his dog's head, he said: "Then go to bed early and get enough energy to draw."

Ke Xun: "Okay."...I might really be a Corgi.

The sound of rain was shallow all night, and they slept as usual.

The rain did not stop the next day. Everyone had breakfast in the hotel restaurant, and then returned to the room where Ke Xunmu Yiran was to make the final preparations before entering the painting.

It is nothing more than collecting more of the paintings of the sixteen painters that will be exhibited in the Water Flower Art Museum today.

Ke Xun answered Li Yaqing’s call on the way. This girl also arrived in City E yesterday and said she had stayed at the Youth Hostel. Ke Xun told her the address of the Crystal Swan Hotel and asked her to come and meet everyone, and go to the Art Museum in the afternoon. .

Half an hour later, Li Yaqing knocked on the door of the room, followed by a young man of her age, wearing black-rimmed glasses, thin and thin, full of student spirit.

"This is?" Ke Xun raised an eyebrow.

"My boyfriend..." Li Yaqing's eyes were still red. The girl cried and called Ke Xun almost every day. She cried again on the way here.

Li Yaqing said that she was about to enter the door, but was blocked by Ke Xun's long legs and looked at her blankly: "What did you bring him for?"

Li Yaqing's tears came down again: "He has to come with me..."

Ke Xun suddenly became angry, and took Li Yaqing into the room, but slammed the door shut, shutting her boyfriend outside.

"Are you okay?!" Ke Xun frowned and stared at Li Yaqing, "Once you enter the painting, unless you die in it, you have to keep going to the next painting-we've all told you about this, you Why did you pull your boyfriend in?! Didn't you harm him!"

"I can't..." Li Yaqing cried, "I thought... I might die this time... I just wanted to leave a suicide note for my family... But he found out, he asked me What's going on... He, he is very smart... I lied and he didn't believe... I want to come to City E, and he must follow... He said that whatever I want to do, he must be with me... I persuade Don't stop him..."

Wei Dong heard it over there and was a little speechless: "Your boyfriend wouldn't think you were tricked into the MLM den, did you?"

Ke Xun thought for a while that the kid stared at him just now, full of defensiveness and hostility, and couldn't help but sighed, "It's almost impossible to think so."

While talking, I heard the voice of the kid outside the door very calmly: "I warn you, let the people out immediately, I have called the police and notified the hotel security to come up."

Ke Xun opened the door, grabbed the boy by the collar, and carried him into the room. Then he slammed the door and pushed him forward: "Doctor Qin, leave it to you."

Qin Ci got up, took out his ID from the bag he carried, and handed it to Li Yaqing's boyfriend: "Hello, I am a doctor from the No. 1 Hospital in X City. This is my ID card. This is my doctor's certificate. You You can dial 114 to check the number of our hospital, and turn 0231 to the department I belong to. Anyone who asks can confirm my identity."

Li Yaqing's boyfriend did not easily believe Qin Ci's remarks, took his ID to check carefully, and even took out his phone to take a photo.

Qin Ci didn't mind his actions. After he finished taking the photo, he took back his ID, and calmly glanced at Li Yaqing and said to her boyfriend: "The reason why Xiao Li is hiding from you is that you don't want you to be her. Worried. The reason she came here was to treat depression.

"I don't know if you understand depression. I can put it in a vernacular. This disease is very difficult to treat. At present, the international community has been trying various fast and effective methods. It can be said that the treatment of depression has always been Constantly groping and discussing.

"So, this time a seminar on depression treatment programs held in City E, I brought Xiao Li and a few other patients to participate together, hoping to get help from colleagues in the industry. For these patients, it is a great deal. A good thing.

"How is Xiao Li's recent state? As a boyfriend, you should be very clear. This is one of the symptoms of depression. We don't want her relatives and friends to be nervous or intense after learning the truth. This is for the patient. , Will cause aggravation of the condition.

"So Xiao Li's trip is relatively secretive, and we don't want to reveal the patient's privacy, please understand and respect her, and other patients."

Saying that he raised his hand and gestured to the people in the room.

Wei Dong was taken aback for a moment, and then cooperated with a depressed expression: "I really don't want to live anymore. What's the meaning of being alive, Xiao Zhu, why don't we say goodbye to this world together."

Zhu Haowen: "..." I turned a blind eye to the one who should cooperate with you.

"Do you understand what Dr. Qin said," Ke Xun still frowned and stared at Li Yaqing's boyfriend, "Li Yaqing doesn't need you to be with me for the time being. You can go back to the hotel and wait. She can go back before tonight."

Li Yaqing’s boyfriend also stared at Ke Xun through the lens for a while, feeling that this person was more depressed than the one just now, but he still refused to believe it easily: “Where is your seminar held? I can send her to the door. "

"Business conference hall on the 23rd floor." Mu Yiran who spoke, glanced at him lightly, "It starts at two o'clock in the afternoon, please deliver it on time. Now you can take her away."

His words came to an end, but Ke Xun had already opened the door over there and tilted his head towards Li Yaqing and her boyfriend.

Li Yaqing’s boyfriend sensitively realized that this depressed patient was not easy to provoke, and did not say much, and pulled Li Yaqing out of the house. Of course, he was only defrauding these people by calling the police and calling the security guard.

As soon as Ke Xun closed the door, Mu Yiran had already picked up his mobile phone over there, "Crystal Swan Hotel? I reserve a conference hall. Yes, I will use it this afternoon. Forty to fifty people. Tea is fine. A projector, speakers, and details are needed. In ten minutes, our unit will send someone to meet with your relevant person in charge. My name is Qin. Thank you."

Qin Ci: "..."

Wei Dong: "..." The big guy is the big guy. If there is no meeting, I will arrange a big meeting for you.

Zhu Haowen looked at Mu Yiran: "Where can I find so many people?"

The chief shepherd undertook: "There are four business meeting rooms on the 23rd floor, and two large business meetings will be held there this afternoon."

So there is no need to find someone to act, no one can tell which meeting the people coming and going on the 23rd floor are attending.

In order to prevent innocent people from getting involved, everyone was also broken.

"At that time we will walk through the back door." Mu Yiran added one last sentence.

Ke Xun looked at him wonderingly: "Why do you know everything? When did you inquire about the business meeting on the 23rd floor of this hotel?"

Mu Yiran glanced at him indifferently: "I accidentally heard the chatter from the neighbors at the next table when I was eating in the morning."

Ke Xun: "..." Well, ears and eyes are also a kind of cleverness, and being able to make good use of these seemingly useless details is more than just cleverness.

The man I like is so awesome.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Yaqing, who took away her boyfriend by Jin Chan's plan to get rid of her boyfriend, appeared at the gate of the Water Flower Art Museum under an umbrella.

The simple and majestic buildings reflect the lake water underneath, which is a bit blurred and dreamy in the rain. However, everyone did not have any appreciative thoughts, and walked heavily into the door in a silent atmosphere.

Due to the rain, there were not many guests in the museum. Wei Dong said: "Maybe there are not enough 13 people this time."

"I don't see it." Qin Ci whispered, "There are already six of us. Look over there."

Everyone looked in the direction he signaled, but they saw Qi Qiang standing outside Hall F with a sullen face, and Huangpi walking there with a little caution.

"There are eight people. Only five more people need to be gathered." Qin Ci glanced at the whole hall. No matter how few guests are, five people are enough.

Everyone didn't say much, and slowly walked towards the entrance of this painting-Hall F.

As soon as I stepped into the hall, I heard a string of footsteps running towards this side behind me, accompanied by a shout: "Ya Qing!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked around, but saw that it was Li Yaqing's boyfriend and ran into the hall door with a vigilant look.

"What's going on?!" Ke Xun looked at Li Yaqing suddenly.

The bureau of the business meeting was perfect for everyone. When her boyfriend sent her to the 23rd floor, she was even convinced.

Li Yaqing was also uncertain, until the lights in the exhibition hall went dark for an instant, Ke Xun heard her regretful sobbing: "I—I wrote him a suicide letter...it was set at 12 o’clock tonight. Send it regularly, if I can’t come back...he--he must have logged in to my mailbox..."