Soul Painter

The latest website: Obviously, Gao Fan was very sad that Xin did not have an accident.

But the sad expression is holding his red jar and whispering all day, which makes people feel surprised, not to mention that Lu Guoying didn't understand it, even Anna couldn't understand it, but what can I do? It can only be left as it is, otherwise, should Gao Fan be sent to a mental hospital?

But in Anna's eyes, when he was in Boston, Gao Fan's state was already wrong, and now it's just a continuation of that time, so there shouldn't be a big problem.

In addition, Gao Fan has a strong desire to create these days. In addition to painting portraits for Xin Wei, he also painted portraits for Wu Haoxue, portraits for Luc Villiers, and portraits for Fang Jianbin...

"But, teacher, who is Fang Jianbin?" Anna asked Lu Guoying.

"I don't know either, it sounds familiar." Lu Guoying didn't remember it. He didn't remember the stubborn young painter who pointed at Gaofan's painting and said "this is a copy" at the Biennale five years ago.

"Except for Mr. Fang Jianbin, the others are people who have passed away in Gao's life, so is he painting portraits of those who have died?" Anna guessed Gao Fan's current creative theme.

"These works are really..." Lu Guoying looked at the few portraits he had already painted, and the old artist, who was not used to praise people, took a long time to say, "It's really amazing."

Gao Fan, who could make Lu Guoying say the word "terrific", should be the period in his artistic life with the highest creative skills and the strongest desire to create, although I don't know why he kept painting the "portraits" of dead people.

But in fact, although Gao Fan has experienced a lot, there are not many people who died around him, so after two days of painting, Gao Fan seems to have nothing to paint. .

At this time, he finally stopped, and then Gao Fan looked at Lu Guoying, who had been staying here for the past two days because of worry: "Master, why don't I draw a portrait of you..."

"You bastard!" Lu Guoying burst into anger.

...

Anna stopped Lu Guoying, who wanted to clear the door, and Gao Fan still felt aggrieved, he muttered: "What's wrong with drawing a portrait..."

"Gao, your recent paintings are all dead people. The teacher may think it is unlucky." Anna said.

"Sooner or later they will die, they all go to another world..." Gao Fan said, fortunately Lu Guoying didn't hear it, otherwise he might have been **** to death earlier.

Govan is indeed painting dead people.

But these people died a long time ago.

It didn't show any difference.

But when Gawain began to create a new theme.

When I started to draw Xin Boyu.

Anna showed a special interest in this painting.

Gao Fan has only met Xin Boyu once, but that meeting lasted a long time and lived embarrassingly under the same roof for a few days, which made Gao Fan have a deep impression on Xin Boyu. The demeanor of this master of psychology , is vivid in Gaofan's memory, and now after the creation of "Battle of Time and Space", his skill value has improved again, and it is a matter of course to draw the image of the dead.

Lu Guoying was also interested in this Xin Boyu. When he saw Xin Boyu in the painting, he was not wearing modern clothes, but similar to the 20th century British aristocrats, and he thought it was very interesting. In the background, there are also scenes such as manor, horses, etc. It is obvious that Xin Boyu set in Gaofan's painting is a wealthy noble.

"Why did you paint Lao Xin like this?" Lu Guoying asked the two painters with great interest.

The characters in the painting are painted by Gao Fan, and the background is Anna doing the work. This is the first time that Lu Guoying has seen them work together in such a way. It is clearly written by the two of them, but the style of the painting is completely the same, which makes Lu Guoying a little bit. I envy Gao Fan for having an assistant like Anna, where this assistant is clearly a 'substitute'.

"If I draw you, the status is set higher for you, how about being a king?" Gao Fan said to Lu Guoying with a smile.

You renegade haven't forgotten to draw me a portrait, have you? Lu Guoying left angrily.

And Gaofan and Anna continued to paint the "Portrait of Xin Boyu".

Now the two of them have high skills and fast portraits. This 80x60 portrait can be completed in half a day, so from noon to late at night, the painting is almost finished.

late at night.

Darkness flows silently.

Under the lighting of the studio on the first floor.

Two painters smear the painting.

There is a wonderful mysterious atmosphere that is rising and emerging.

That kind of feeling is like the drizzle that silently drips on the dark sea. Although it is silent, it covers everything.

Govan realized that some mysterious signs were emerging.

This was at his summons, but he was a little unfamiliar with it. This strangeness seemed to mean that it was not a mystery that belonged to the silver key.

"aa, leave first..." To be cautious, Gao Fan wanted to remind Anna to leave first, but when he turned around, the world had quietly changed.

The space you are in is getting smaller.

Midnight lights turned into harsh sunlight.

Gao Fan changed from standing to lying down, and there was still a figure blocking the sun in front of him.

"Mr. mrwillem, how are you feeling?" the figure asked.

Gao Fan's eyes gradually adapted to the environment. He could clearly see the appearance of the character in front of him, and then a horrifying numbness suddenly jumped up from his tailbone and rushed into his brain along his spine.

Grass!

Electric shock maniac!

Christian Wood!

Gao Fan almost wanted to jump out of bed and run away, but the restraint straps around him stopped him.

I entered this mental hospital again... Is it because I drew Xin Boyu... Xin Boyu is already dead... So I drew an undead... The undead brought me into this mental hospital... It's related to my skills, It has something to do with my paintbrush...then this world should be mine!

Gao Fan thought about this, and his courage was strong, but when he met the face of Wood, whose appearance was very similar to Lawrence, he only felt that the urge to urinate in his lower abdomen was a little turbulent, and he shivered unsatisfactorily.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?" Wood asked again.

"Yes, I can understand." Gao Fan said, "What's wrong with me?"

"You fainted, fainted for several days~www.readwn.com~ because you hit your head when you jumped off the building." Wood said softly.

"Oh... oh oh." Gao Fan nodded while saying "oh", it seems that fainting is the way to leave this world, this mental hospital?

"If you feel all right, a gentleman wants to see you," Lawrence said.

"Which gentleman, isn't it God?" Goff was deeply wary of Lawrence.

"I'm afraid God lives on a very high floor, so I can't come down to see you." Wood smiled, "It's Mr. Ferdinand Count."

The name sounded a little familiar.

When Gao Fan was untied, he was taken to a gorgeous office, and when he saw the gentleman sitting behind the desk, Gao Fan couldn't help laughing, it was you, it should be you.

That is Xin Boyu.

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