Chapter 289: Nightmare Made

"You want me to paint a portrait of you?" Zhong Youcheng asked rhetorically, and smiled disdainfully.

"What? What are you laughing at? The woman asked with a smile.

"I'm a painter, not a painter. A painter doesn't just paint a portrait of someone. Zhong Youcheng said seriously.

The woman smiled again and shook her head, "This really shouldn't be the attitude you have. ”

Zhong Youcheng raised his chin high: "This is my attitude." ”

"I'll pay you handsomely." The woman spoke smugly.

Zhong Youcheng was completely unmoved: "I'm sorry, I'm not rare!" I will never sell my artistic soul for money! ”

"The soul of art?" The woman laughed so happily this time, and after laughing, she asked the two girls again, "Tell me, where has all my anger gone?" Why, can't you get along with him? ”

The two girls seemed to be frightened, and took two steps back in a panic.

"Where is all the usual twittering? So that when you speak seriously, you will all wilt! The woman angrily reprimanded the two girls, and when she asked Zhong Youcheng again, she still looked amiable, "You said it yourself, what is this for?" ”

Zhong Youcheng only felt that he was being tricked by a woman, turned his face to the side, and didn't say a word.

The woman seemed to bother to think for a moment: "Probably, you really look like a naughty child." You've never seen anything like you've ever seen in a naughty way. yes, yes, you're a very, really bad boy. ”

Zhong Youcheng didn't want to continue this conversation: "I already know what you mean, and my attitude has already made it clear to you, can I go?" It's still my time to sleep. ”

"That's how he talks to me!" The woman looked surprised, and talked to the two girls again, so that both girls trembled.

Zhong Youcheng couldn't understand why the two girls were afraid of this woman like a cat and a mouse.

"Aren't you afraid you'll regret it?" When the woman asked Zhong Youcheng again, she didn't make Zhong Youcheng feel afraid at all.

Zhong Youcheng can say eloquently: "I, Zhong Youcheng, have never known what regret is!" ”

The corners of the woman's mouth were still raised, she nodded slightly with Zhong Youcheng, slowly walked to Li Xiaoxue's portrait again, and said softly: "What a beautiful face, it's just that I feel that there seems to be something missing here......"

Zhong Youcheng didn't understand the woman's meaning, but asked seriously: "What's missing?" ”

"Yes," the woman turned back to Zhong Youcheng and asked, "Great artist, I was just about to ask you." Tell me, what's missing from this? ”

Zhong Youcheng looked at Li Xiaoxue's portrait carefully, and said to the woman honestly: "This is actually just one of my paintings." However, it is still relatively complete. ”

With a bit of respect, the woman asked Zhong Youcheng: "I don't know what I can do, can I add a stroke to Mr. Zhong?" ”

Zhong Youcheng was puzzled.

"It's ugly." As she spoke, the woman flicked her right hand, and a dagger five inches long flashed out, and stabbed it according to the portrait.

Seeing that the dagger was inserted in the eyebrows of "Li Xiaoxue", Zhong Youcheng knew what the woman meant, pulled his throat, and exclaimed: "You can't come nonsense!" ”

"Hulai?" The woman disagreed, "It's like Mr. Zhong never knew what regret was, and there is no such thing as nonsense in my dictionary." ”

"Do you want to draw now?" Zhong Youcheng, who finally understood the ferocity of some women, had no choice but to speak, but his heart was full of hatred.

"Oh?" The woman screamed, and said, "Your eyes are full of hostility." So, Mr. Chung, how can you draw a good work? ”

"Works?" Zhong Youcheng couldn't help but smile bitterly again, "It's just painting." Not every painting is a work. ”

The woman suddenly realized: "I see." So, I'm not going to lose? ”

Zhong Youcheng twisted his face to the side again: "What else do you want?" ”

The woman looked at Li Xiaoxue's portrait and said lyrically: "Of course I want you to paint me as beautiful as the girl in this painting." If my feeling is not wrong, when Mr. Zhong made this painting, he and the girl in this painting were already you and me, all kinds of love. Isn't it such an emotion that penetrates the hearts of two people, where is Mr. Zhong's pen, this girl's eyes are so charming? Her eyes, coupled with her shyly smiling lips, can conquer all men in the world. A woman who can conquer a man is really the biggest winner. The wealth of men, she can easily possess ......"

The more Zhong Youcheng listened, the more disgusted he felt, and said unceremoniously: "Forgive me for being powerless." ”

The woman said, "You may, as long as you will." ”

"I don't want to." Zhong Youcheng said without thinking.

"Or, let's take something off this girl's face." The woman said, rubbing on Li Xiaoxue's portrait again, "It's just, what is missing for her?" Such a Peugeot face is really too much for more, and too much for less......"

"If you dare to touch a hair of her, I'm not done with you!" Zhong Youcheng shouted again.

The woman seemed unhurried, as if everything was under control: "Don't be so impulsive. Okay, I'll give you three days to think about what I'm saying, how about it? I've never done anything so big. ”

Zhong Youcheng just wants to end this sudden nightmare as soon as possible: "I can promise you, I have promised you, and I don't have any need to think about it anymore." If you want, you can draw it now! After the painting, our river water does not interfere with well water! ”

The woman looked very happy: "If you can guarantee that I will be satisfied, of course." ”

Zhong Youcheng narrowed his eyes, looked the woman up and down again, and said, "I can only promise to show you as realistically as possible." ”

"Realistic?" The woman smiled again, "That's the photographer's job." Mr. Zhong only shows your object realistically, which is not up to standard, right? ”

Zhong Youcheng expressed some helplessness: "But it's really hard for me to find anything else from you that can be expressed." Unless ......"

"Unless what?" The woman asked with interest.

"It's yours, your superficiality." Zhong Youcheng obviously thought of words that were even more unbearable than this, but because of Li Xiaoxue, he took care of it and didn't say it.

"Superficial?" The woman looked up and laughed, and laughter resounded throughout the room.

Zhong Youcheng only felt that his heart was grinding hard in this laughter, and it was extremely painful.

The laughter gradually mixed with bitterness, and after a sudden abrupt stop to the woman, there was another heartbeat: "The woman who couldn't survive was already a woman who gritted her teeth and survived." Originally, even if she lived, she could only let people trample on her feet, but she lived so terrifyingly that she rode on the heads of many people. Such a woman can also be said to be superficial? ”

Although Zhong Youcheng didn't know who this woman was, he only looked at the luxury of this room, and he didn't expect that it was not vulgar.

"What is the origin of such a capable woman who really looks like she has turned her hands into clouds and turned her hands into rain?" Zhong Youcheng wondered in his heart.

"Have you heard of Lu Xiao'e's name?" The woman seemed to be aware of Zhong Youcheng's current doubts, and in this way, she reported to her home.

"Lu Xiao'e?" Zhong Youcheng was shocked, "I once heard my grandmother say that there was a girl who was called Sister Lu by many people on the road when she was a teenager, and when she started a war, her attack was darker than ten men. Could it be that the street fighter of the year has become such a climate? ”

Seeing that Zhong Youcheng was silent for a long time, Lu Xiao'e nodded again and said, "You can call me Sister Lu." ”

"Sister Lu?" Zhong Youcheng's voice was shouted in amazement.

"Boy," Lu Xiao'e walked closer to Zhong Youcheng, "You actually really like Sister Lu." If you are smarter, you will definitely not disappoint Sister Lu and me. ”

"What happens if you're disappointed?" Zhong Youcheng almost inadvertently asked such a question that was enough to make him regret it for the rest of his life.

Lu Xiao'e smiled at first, and suddenly her whole face was hideous, and without saying a word, she turned around and twisted a girl's arm, and pushed her knee hard-

"Ahh The girl screamed and fainted.

Zhong Youcheng saw that the girl's originally good arms were suddenly crooked to the side, her legs were weak, and she squatted on the ground.

Another girl hurriedly knelt at Lu Xiao'e's feet and kowtowed vigorously.

Lu Xiao'e said lightly, and only said: "Help your sister go down, so that you can recuperate." ”

Zhong Youcheng watched the two girls leave, and his heart was still beating suddenly.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Xiao'e found Zhong Youcheng lying on the ground, and asked in surprise.

"You, you're just, you're not human!" Zhong Youcheng was shocked, pointed at Lu Xiao'e's face, and shouted.

Lu Xiao'e smiled slightly, pointed to Zhong Youcheng's finger, and stretched out her hand.

"Ahh Zhong Youcheng shouted, hurriedly retracted his hand, crawled back a few more times, and then looked at Lu Xiao'e's eyes, all of which were full of horror.

"Don't be afraid," Lu Xiao'e said with a smile, "I'm not a person who loses his temper for no reason. When she was combing my hair yesterday, she mistakenly pulled out one of my black hairs. ”

"Devil! A real devil! Zhong Youcheng shouted loudly.

Lu Xiao'e laughed a few more times, and then said to Zhong Youcheng: "Our conversation this time is actually very pleasant to me. However, I am a person who does not want to share my happiness with anyone, so I don't want you to talk to anyone about us. For three days, I waited for your good news. ”

……

When Zhong Youcheng sent him back to the rental house, he was still in shock.

It was only two o'clock in the morning, four or five hours before dawn. Zhong Youcheng wrapped himself in the quilt, and he didn't dare to close his eyes, as long as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of daggers in addition to Li Xiaoxue's eyebrows, which was the girl's severed arm tilted to the side.

This book was first published in Reading Books