Chapter 4 Zhu Jia, a troublesome woman
This is a top view from the sky down, the black dark night, and thin snowflakes fluttering, in the deep and silent alley, a young man holding a penny, only to see the back and side face, a fierce penny slapped in front of the machete-holding machete, the machetes with gloomy and solemn faces, this blow will be several machete hands brush the flesh and blood. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The scene is real, every point, every corner, every detail is painted realistically, and the young man in the painting is only six or seven points similar to Wang Chao, because of the comic style treatment, seven points of truth and three points of fiction.
His face is ordinary, and he can only be regarded as handsome, but his eyes are extremely expressive, and he fights for his life.
This scene made people feel an immersive sense of tension after watching it, worried about the fate of the young man, surprised by his danger, and frightened by the machete hands around the young man, and the bloody face that was hit by the penny.
“…… Hiss...... This style of painting ......" Zhang Tong took a light breath, and was attracted to it at first sight, which was extremely expressive.
"Suck ~ suck (drinking soup)...... Gee...... It's very real.,It's very realistic.,There's some fantasy, right?Hehe,In order to create the style of painting of this scene,,I racked my brains.,Absorb some of the real attributes of hard lines in Hong Kong comics.,The two-dimensional soft fantasy attributes of Japanese comics.,And the real attributes of reality.,Plus a little bit of mystery to render the background.。 Wang Xiu was still eating dinner at this time, drinking soup.
Zhang Tong continued to look at the second painting - "Bloody Battle Long Alley, Young Man Fights for Life"
The second picture is even more thrilling, the penny in the young man's hand has been broken, broken into several pieces and thrown aside, the back has been cut out of the hideous bloody mouth, there are twenty or thirty machetes in the back from the side of the alley about to catch up, and in front, there are also dozens of machetes blocking the way,
The boy fought for his life with his injuries, twisted his body, and took three stabs. The light of the backhand knife flickered, and the enemy's Adam's apple bloomed, and the blood rushed to the sky, killing two people.
Zhang Tong looked at this picture, he was already immersed in the scene, his beautiful side face was slightly frightened, a little sweaty, and a little excited, a kind of sinister aura from the bone marrow, how to say it...... Oh, it's just a shocking brain! If Zhang Tong had seen life in another world starting from scratch, he would definitely describe it like this.
The third painting is Wang Xiu's painting when Wang Xiu ushered in Wang Chaoshi and asked him not to move-"The Bloody Knife of a Young Man".
Finally, in the fourth photo, Zhang Tong was slightly stunned, and finally understood what the old driver in Wang Xiu's mouth was, it turned out that it was not the old driver, but ...... "Beauty 'Old Si Ji', 180-degree flip show car skills!"
In the picture, the pale bloody boy is already sitting in the sports car, and the beautiful Si Ji is stepping on the accelerator, turning the front of the car 180 degrees, and galloping away.
"It turns out that it's this 'old Si Ji'. Zhang Tong smiled knowingly, and instantly understood some of the connotations.
"But why didn't you draw yourself?"
"Because the protagonists are Wang Chao and you, I, just a passerby. Wang Xiu said with a light smile and put down the chopsticks in his hand.
"Alright, thank you for dinner, it's not too late, see you tomorrow. Wang Xiu took back the sketchpad without any delay, and left without looking back.
"Wait...... Wang Chao said before falling asleep, he hasn't thanked you yet......"
"I'll be back tomorrow morning, I'll talk about it then. ”
The next day, when Wang Xiu came to the hospital on time, Wang Chao had already woken up, and Wang Chao had already finished eating the nutritious and blood-nourishing black chicken ginseng soup brought by Zhang Tong.
But the strange thing is that the two of them are holding a chopstick in their hands at this time, stabbing each other, using chopsticks as swords, stabbing each other and slashing each other, fast and accurate, picking up, connecting down, winding left, and collapsing on the right.
The scene that Wang Xiu watched happened to be Zhang Tong's chopsticks stabbing Wang Chao's wrist, and Wang Chao lost a hand.
At that time, Wang Xiu let out a small shout: "Okay! ”
"You're here. When Wang Chao saw Wang Xiu walking in from the door, he seemed to want to get up.
"Stop, sit down, you're wounded now. ”
"Yesterday ......" Wang Chao wanted to say something, Wang Xiu gave him a look, and Wang Chao didn't say anything more.
"Let's talk about why you are being chased and cut by so many people, Wang Chao, you should have some music in your heart. Wang Xiu sat on the side and got straight to the point.
Wang Chao was silent, nodded later, and said: "It should be because of Zhu Jia's shield, and it should be Zhao Jun, the second son of the governor, who made the shot." ”
"Zhu Jia, it's the daughter of the provincial secretary, the second generation of officials, Bai Fumei, right...... Wang Chao, it's not a good thing for the sling to be close to Bai Fumei like this, for you now, they are all trouble, it's better to stay away from her. ”
"I'm not targeting anyone, what I want to say is that beautiful women are troublesome, especially beautiful and smart women, they will always make some men who are not strong enough suffer a lot because of their natural beauty, and even die. ”
"With all due respect, such a woman is not suitable for you, close to her, without the slightest good fruit, she can't be with you, even if you are together, she is willing, her family will not be willing, especially in China, where the official system is the most troublesome, whether she is a good person or a bad person. ”
And at this time, the door behind him was pushed open, and a woman walked in, really saying Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and Zhu Jia came.
"Why do you say I'm a troublemaker?" Zhu Jia came in angrily, frowning at Wang Xiu, who was seriously advising Wang Chao.
"Also, who are you and why are you here?"
Zhu Jia was very annoyed, she just got the news that Wang Chao was chased and killed by a group of machetes last night, and she already had a faint bad premonition in her heart, so she hurriedly came to visit Wang Chao as soon as she learned the news, but before she entered the door, she heard a man say that she was in trouble.
Wang Xiu turned his head to look at Zhu Jia, bowed slightly and apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said bad things behind my back, I apologize to you here, the daughter of the provincial secretary, Zhu Jia, Miss Zhu." ”
"Hmph, count you ......"
"So, I'll say it to my face now...... You are just a trouble, from your identity, from your profession can be seen, a good second generation official, the rich lady does not do it, does not learn to do art, does not learn to do business, does not learn to be an official, but is a reporter diametrically opposed to your family background, what is the use? The vast majority of reporters are just tools of rich and powerful people, who dares to really report the news? Do you think that you can make a name for yourself in the journalist industry, is it really because you have a great sense of justice and are very blessed by God? It's not that those people deliberately praise you in the face of your family, help you, lazy to pay attention to you, and don't dare to touch you, if you change someone, without your identity, a beautiful female reporter like you would have no idea when she was taken away and did a bunch of indescribable things, and the next day there would be another female corpse of Chiguo by the river. ”