Ruodie is a student at the Academy of Fine Arts, she burned for two days a few days ago, and today she is only slightly better.

Originally, she was fine, she came back from the mountains, although the situation at that time and later was a little weird, but she was sensitive and at the same time had a big heart, she came back safely, and she didn't scare herself without encountering any danger and superfluous things.

However, unlike her, when he opened the bedroom door that day, he saw the strange appearance of Xiao Tian without a trace of fear, he was able to travel in the mountains and his bones were full of curiosity and exploration genes, he was afraid that he could not hide his excitement after he was afraid, and even constantly wanted to explore what was going on in this matter, he even asked the owner of the house in the deep mountains, knowing that the other party had moved, and explored all the moving companies, railway stations, and bus stations in that area.

But the neighborhood is so big, Oda doesn't even know the exact date of their departure, how to find it. The matter was broken, and Oda was helpless, and there was no choice but to do it.

And after returning, Oda couldn't hold back, so he recounted his wonderful experience on the Internet. Xiao Tian graduated from the Department of Chinese, and the narrative was rendered, and the original three-point horror was also turned into ten points by him, plus some self-imaginary speculation, and a certain amount of artistic processing. Ruodie looked at it at Oda's recommendation, and the more she thought about it after reading it, the more scared she became, and she couldn't sleep at night and got a fever from the cold.

Now, she finally got rid of her fever and came out of that incident, and Xiao Tian called her.

"Ruodie, I remember that you graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Ruodie touched the sweat on her head and nodded, a little puzzled, "Yes?" What's wrong? ”

Oda pondered for a while, "Do you remember the appearance of that child in the mountains?" ”

The smart Ruodie immediately guessed Xiao Tian's thoughts, she frowned and refused, "Xiao Tian, you're just guessing, maybe people are really just in a special situation?" ”

Xiao Tian ignored it, "It doesn't matter if the situation is special, or if the situation is not special, if they are really special, I will still help them become famous." The situation is not special, if it is really something dirty, they don't appear in front of people, and it won't hinder them in anything. ”

"But ......"

Xiao Tian interrupted Ruodie and slowly induced, "Ruodie, you graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts, and there are many people who can paint well now, but there are very few who are famous, do you know why?" Don't you really want to take advantage of this opportunity? ”

Ruodie, who did not come to this aspect, was stunned for a moment.

"Now that this post is unexpectedly popular, don't you want to take advantage of the east wind?"

Ruodie hesitated.

Xiao Tian didn't say much, just said that you think about it again, and hung up the phone.

Ruodie hung up the phone in a daze, looked at the painting on her desk, and kept flashing the child's face in her mind. With an extremely beautiful face, a cold and ghostly temperament, dark and strange eyes, long hair, a white shirt covering his knees, and □□ his feet, he stood in front of people and turned slightly sideways at him, looking at him in darkness.

Between the aftermath of the catastrophe and the horror, a kind of ** that wants to create rises from Ruodie's heart. Just draw it down first, draw it down.

The thought came suddenly, and by the time she came to her senses, she was already sitting at the table, picking up her pencil, and there was no time to be stunned, and soon she was engrossed in her creation.

I don't know how long it has been, but when Ruodie comes back to her senses, she has already put the scene in her picture on the drawing paper, although it is still a scribbled drawing.

Ruodie looked at the scene on the drawing paper, and once again recalled the child's eyes, and her heart was suddenly startled, and the art pen in her hand fell on the drawing paper with a snap.

She ripped off the paper and stuffed it inside the cabinet. Thinking unevenly.

Just after finishing the painting, she already understood that she could not resist Xiao Tian's temptation, but she must not hand over the current painting.

Ruodie bit her lip and thought about it. She picked up the pencil again, and with a rustling sound, she began to draw on the white paper.

Xiao Tian knew that Ruodie couldn't refuse him, because she was too weak, as long as she put the benefits in front of her, she didn't have the perseverance and determination to refuse at all.

But after he received the painting, he couldn't help but smile at Ruodie's cleverness.

I saw that the two people on the painting were like ID photos, only half of the painting from head to shoulder, the father had a smile on his face, and the son's eyes were cold and not depressed.

And the whole painting is not the hyper-realistic style he thought it was, but a zài between sketching and anime painting, not as exaggerated as anime painting, nor as hyper-realistic as sketching. She combined the two to form another realistic and aesthetic painting style, and he grasped the demeanor of the two people very well, and the sense of amazement came to the face, which made people wonder if this was a real person?

Oda stared at the familiar and unfamiliar faces on the computer screen, thinking to himself that this style was either bad or easy to make others doubt the truth of the post. But forget it, to increase popularity, it also needs to intensify the contradictions.

Xiao Tian thought about it, he saved the photos of the two of them on the computer, but only took out the pictures of his son and posted him on the Internet first.

The blue computer screen shone on his smiling face, refracting his thoughts clearly.

And with the exposure of his son's pictures, the slightly silent posts on the Internet have begun a round of craze.

Yan Xi didn't know anything at the moment, at the end of the day's work, before the sun returned, he rushed back to his home, and on the way back, he bought some food when he passed by the supermarket.

The food at home is running out, and it's time to replenish it.

The blood ball was still lying on his stomach in front of the window, waiting for Yan Xi to come back. From the end of his sight, as soon as Yan Xi appeared, he saw Yan Xi's figure, his eyes lit up, he quietly poked his head out, and his neck stretched outward. I want to see it more clearly.

Wait for Yan Xi to get closer and the figure is clear, and then slowly come to the door. The blood ball couldn't see him, so he jumped off the stool very quickly, and ran to the door on his little short legs.

The door creaked open, and Yan Xi saw the blood ball behind the door at first glance. A well-behaved face, with his head tilted, looked at him with extreme seriousness and concentration. Seeing the large bag of food he was carrying, he walked up to him, stretched his two little arms high, and took some of them.

Yan Xi's eyes swept over the blood ball under his eyes, and he let go of the small bag in his right hand. The door was shut. After changing his shoes, he walked straight to the kitchen.

When he saw Yan Xi go to the kitchen, he obediently ran to the kitchen, stood on tiptoe and took out the plate, and poured the cooked food in his hand into the plate.

Yan Xi put aside the fast food he bought, poured some water into the pot, and started a fire to boil the water, trying to make it easier for him to prepare it.

Xuetuanzi brought the cooked food to the living room, and when he returned to the kitchen, he took out two pairs of chopsticks, clenched them tightly, and quietly looked at Yan Xi silently on the side.

An orange fire burned under the pot, and the water in the pot gurgled and steamed, and then gradually filled the entire kitchen, and the cold kitchen seemed to warm up as a result.

Yan Xi still had a cold face, standing straight but lowering his eyes, looking at the situation in the pot seriously. The mist from the pot loomed in front of him, and a strand of soft hair fell with his slightly lowered eyes, which made his eyes a little softer for no reason.

The blood ball on the side held his breath tightly, and the scene in front of him came into his mind.

Although Yan Xi's cooking skills are not very good, but it is more than enough to cook conveniently, after the water is boiled, put in the instant noodle pieces and seasonings, and it will be cooked after a while, Yan Xi turned off the heat and put out two bowls, one bowl was taken away, and one bowl was left in the kitchen.

Blood Tuanzi stepped forward to hold the bowl and followed Yan Xi to the living room.

The two ate silently, only the slight sound of chopsticks colliding, Xuetuanzi held the bowl, saw the father who saw him at a glance on the other side through the steaming mist, and took a sip of soup lightly in disguise.