After Wu Jingya left, Painter Zhang slept in a daze for several hours, this time it was lucky for a young girl like her to escape from the crime, but the absurdities of the past will still be firmly engraved in her blood and bone marrow. In his dreams, he kept passing through the important shots of his life as if he had been in a movie, picking up a paintbrush for the first time, seeing the sunrise for the first time, and hearing the birds in the woods for the first time. These beautiful scenes prompted her to pick up the brush and record the best things in the world. She was just 15 years old at the time, and she didn't know how to draw at all.

Later a wandering painter passed by her hometown, and they met. The painter told her about her studies in Europe, about Leonardo da Vinci, about Van Gogh, about how to paint the world in her head.

She started writing, she started creating. She didn't eat or drink for days and nights, leaving the beautiful blueprint of life in her mind on paper. The first time she took the painting to her teacher, she was confident that she had already painted a masterpiece of her life. But the teacher took the painting and only glanced at it, and threw the colorful piece of paper into the paper basket like waste paper. From then on, she knew that she could not climb to the top of art with a whim-of-the-moment inspiration alone, and at best she was just a ghost drawing for an art lover.

So she seized every opportunity to leave her poor hometown, and the teacher became the first man in her life. Falling in love with an artist is very simple, art is art, and desire is desire. At first the man didn't teach her anything, and the only thing she could do was watch from his side. When the man was painting in his spare time, he put down the brush in his hand, and then began to use her to vent his frustration. They rented an old warehouse, and the top floor of the warehouse was flooded with sunlight from the attic at 9 a.m. every morning. That ray of sunshine was the light she looked forward to the most when she was studying to paint.

One year, two years, she stayed with the man for three years. For three whole years, the man taught her nothing. Everything she had was absorbed from the man's drawing board through observation and imitation. Finally one day she said, "I'm leaving." The man stared blankly at the drawing board, without any response.

She finally understood that people can only rely on themselves, unscrupulous means, and use all means to achieve their wishes, this is life.

"Knock knock." A knock on the door interrupted the stream of consciousness in Painter Zhang's mind.

A bewildered woman stood outside the room, her voice was very unique, very confident, very bright, and very weak. This is a woman's voice that the painter has never heard before.

"You are?"

"Ao, it was Wu Jingya who asked me to come over. I'm his wife. ”

"What, Wu is married?"

"He asked me to bring you something, can I go in?"

Painter Zhang looked a little lost, it seems that good men have already married a family. Just looking at this woman's appearance, I sincerely feel that Wu's taste is a little vulgar. "Please come in."

The woman seemed to be the owner of this room, and she sat on the sofa and crossed her legs. "I know everything about the two of you, he's really, he's been out for two days when I'm not on the boat."

"Well, I think you misunderstood, I have nothing to do with Brother Wu. He is my benefactor, and without him I would have gone through prison now. ”

"It's as simple as you say, then I don't believe it." With that, the woman stood up and rudely turned up the room.

"What are you doing here?" Painter Zhang was a little displeased, how could this woman be so rude.

The woman opened the door to the back room, and a drawing board was covered with a white cloth. "Looks like he's really not here."

"It wasn't he who asked you to come to me, you just came in to make sure he was here?" Painter Zhang finally understood Mrs. Wu's intentions.

At this time, there was the sound of wheels crushing the floor from the outhouse, someone came in, and Painter Zhang looked back smartly. I saw Zhang Lei walking in with a reel box, "Aren't you Brother Wu's roommate?" ”

"We're all his roommates." Qiangguo no longer held his throat, and he took off the fake hood.

"You're a man?" Painter Zhang was shocked, "What about Brother Wu?" ”

Zhang Lei opened the box, and Wu was lying naked in the box.

Painter Zhang stepped forward and patted Wu, but Wu did not move and did not react at all. She looked at Zhang Lei and Qiangguo in fear, "What do you want to do?" ”

Qiangguo took out a rope and tied up Painter Zhang, "Don't speak, dare to shout, I'll kill you." ”

Zhang Lei shook his neck, "Let me rehearse it first, Wu came to you, you let him go to the back room to take a bath by seducing him, and then you put this poisonous snake into the bathroom and bit Wu Jingya to death." Just when you were about to take this box and secretly dispose of Wu, the righteous me and him were worried about what was wrong with Wu, so they followed in and took you down on the spot, you resisted desperately, and we defended ourselves and stabbed you to death with the fruit knife on this table! But he saved you, so why should you kill him? Zhang Lei made it up, and felt that his story had loopholes.

Qiangguo took out the orange on his chest and peeled it over and over again, saying, "The story of En will take revenge is too far-fetched." That's how it should be. Wu is a pervert, and the reason why he is willing to let Zhang Painter go is mainly because he covets Painter Zhang's beauty, so he coerces Painter Zhang to take advantage of him. Painter Zhang had no choice but to pretend to agree, first coaxed Wu to go to the bathroom to take a bath, and then released his own poisonous snake to kill Wu. Then Painter Zhang was worried that the matter would be revealed, so he found this box and prepared to destroy the corpse, and at this time, you and I, righteous citizens, came here to find our friend Wu, and found out about Painter Zhang's conspiracy. In the end, the two of us worked together to stab Painter Zhang to death with a fruit knife. ”

Zhang Lei nodded, "You really didn't mess with me in vain, you can also write in the future." Ahaha. ”

Zhang Lei picked Wu up and prepared to carry him to the bathroom.

"Who the hell are you two? Why kill Wu. Painter Zhang looked at these two strange things, and his heart was flustered.

"I'm a full-time writer and a part-time killer." Zhang Lei bowed and said, "Next to me is my half-brother, who is still in school, and comes out with me for social practice during the summer and winter vacations." ”

"The reason for killing Wu is very simple, he has to check Wang Jun and Liu Yan's personal luggage, isn't this looking for something? All our hard-earned money is hidden there, and if someone finds out, we're not working in vain. How can we not kill this nosy man.