"My name is Mamai Aada," the woman whispered, as if she was ashamed to say the name.

"Oh?" The man said happily, "Did you hear everything?" This young lady is the legendary great painter Mamai Asada! ”

After all, except for a few people such as Rey, they can be called "Earth Elites", so the name of Asada Shinmai still caused quite a stir among these celebrities.

"You're Miss Makoto?" One of the old and sick men was very excited, and his forehead was full of wrinkles, like the rings of dead wood.

“…… Be. "Asada Mamai's voice is softer, like she has done something unseemly.

"It's an honor that I still have an oil painting of you at home." Uncle continued, "The name is Aoku. A silver plane dragging a long white line gradually dissolves into the blue sky, which is really far-reaching. I like it very much! ”

"Thank you." Asada smiled politely, but the smile was unusually bitter.

Just then, a voice suddenly came.

"It turns out that the blue sky was finally bought by you?"

A pure man with a long beard stepped forward.

"Yes," said the uncle, "at the Spring Flower Auction three years ago. There were so many bidders at that time that it would have been hard to get a picture if it hadn't been for the Academy of Sciences sponsoring me with an extra amount of money. ”

"We're really fated to do it." The bearded man said, "You're the one who killed me." ”

“9570？” Uncle suddenly said a strange number.

"That's right, 95.7 million is my bid." Bearded began to recall, "At that time, my palms were sweaty, my heart was beating wildly, and I was on pins and needles at the auction. I just waited, waiting for the last few seconds. But you showed up before the hammer fell. ”

"Haha," the old man laughed, "I'm a wreck." ”

"I haven't seen this painting before, but I'm fascinated by it." The annoying man abruptly interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Ah," said the old man, "welcome, welcome to the Humble House. ”

"Hmph." In the face of the invitation, the annoying man actually sneered twice, "I heard you mean a scientist, right?" ”

"A scientist doesn't dare to be a scientist, at most he is a scientific research worker." The old man looked unfazed.

"Haven't asked for your name yet?"

"Herman."

As soon as this name came out, there was a small commotion at the scene.

"So you're Dr. Herman, known as the second founder of the unified field theory for hundreds of years?" The man asked.

"No, I don't dare to be." Herman's expression was a little embarrassed.

"Hmph." The man seemed to find everything that was happening at the moment full of fun, and he looked at the pure man with the beard again.

"This guy looks familiar." The man said with a strange smile.

"Before I retired, I was a lot of flashing lights." The bearded man said loudly.

His voice was loud and full, and it was obvious that he was a man of great strength.

"It's a pity," the man smirked, "if it weren't for the prohibition of fighting, this would have been yours right now." ”

"Yes," the bearded glared at the annoying man, "I'm sorry. ”

"Haha." The annoying man looked around, "Don't you all know who he is?" ”

"How could you not know?" This time, it was the little girl in the old, weak, sick and disabled group who stood up.

"This gentleman is former WBA middleweight belt winner Richard Douglas!"

"Haha, that's great, that's great." The annoying creature clapped his hands like a child, but the action was indescribably awkward, like a circus clown.

"There are really big names on this platform." The annoying guy excitedly said, "Things are getting more and more interesting." ”

For some reason, after hearing this, Mamai Asada, Herman, and Douglas were silent at the same time.

At the same time, Rey and the others were not idle. Rey, in particular, as the only non-celebrity on stage, has so much he doesn't know.

"Is that painter really that famous?" Rey asked.

"You'd better ask Miss Keiko this question, after all, they're fellow countrymen." Murray said half-jokingly.

"Miss Mamai is recognized as the No. 1 painter in Sakura Province." "Her paintings fetched a total of 2,365 million Great Wall coins, the most of any living painter. ”

"Do you hear that?" Murray joked again, "Mamai Asada is recognized as the No. 1 painter in the Sakura Province, just as Miss Keiko is recognized as the No. 1 violinist in the Sakura Province." ”

"I see." Rey seemed to get it.

"But ......," Miss Keiko said as she refused.

"Miss Keiko is trying to tell that strange rumor?" Murray asked quietly.

"Hmm."

"What strange rumors?" Rey immediately asked.

"Rumor has it that none of Miss Mai's paintings were painted by herself," Murray said in a low voice, "but by a shadow painter named Yoshiyoshi Hanaki." ”

"Shadow, shadow painter?"

"It's the painter who catches the knife for Miss Makoto." Murray muttered, "Forget it, interlacing is like a mountain, and I don't know what to say." ”

"It is rumored that this Yoshiyoshi Hanaki is a painting idiot, and he can't do anything but paint, and he can't even communicate with people. He is secretly controlled by Miss Mamai and her agent, her husband, Mr. Fukuoka. Although this flower and tree volunteer can't even take care of himself, he has a very high artistic talent. Each of his works was immediately labelled as Asada Shinmai as soon as it came out. ”

"This, is this possible?" Rey was surprised, "Didn't anyone investigate?" ”

"Probably," said Miss Keiko lightly, "but certainly no clues were found. ”

"But how did the name of this flower and tree Yiyong come up with?" Rey asked.

"I remember it was brought up by a man named Tezuka." Murray said.

"Yes, Akira Tezuka." Keiko whispered, "A little painter who is not very famous. But he insisted that he knew a man named Hanaki Yiyong, and witnessed the whole process of the birth of the infinite sunset painting under his pen. ”

"Infinite sunset? Is that the painting that made Miss Mamai walk up to the altar? Murray asked.

"Yes." Keiko said, "It was through this painting that Miss Mamai stepped onto the world stage. ”

"Infinite sunset?" Rey suddenly asked, "What kind of painting is that?" ”

"I've had the pleasure of seeing it." Ms. Keiko said, "The only thing in the painting is the shadow of the setting sun refracting in the clouds. Layered on top of each other, like a dream, stretching all the way to the end of the field of vision. It was really a first-rate painting. ”

"It's like seeing it with your own eyes." Murray lamented.

"Me too." Rey asked in a whisper, "What happened to that Tezuka Akira?" ”

"Dead." Miss Keiko said lightly.

"Huh? How did he die? Rey immediately asked.

"Sick and dead. Huai Cai did not meet, and he was poor. Miss Keiko said softly.

"But can his words alone cause such an uproar?" Rey asked.

"There are two doubts." Miss Keiko said softly, "First of all, this Miss Mamai never paints on the spot. Second, three years ago, Miss Zhenwu suddenly announced that she would close her pen, and since then no paintings have flowed out. Rumor has it that the shadow painter has passed away. ”

"I see." Rey sighed, "It's confusing." ”

"yes." Murray said, "This secret will never be known to anyone except the person concerned." ”

"Nope." Miss Keiko shook her head suddenly.

When she saw that the other two were looking at her, Miss Keiko looked at the "center of the stage" and whispered, "Perhaps, we will soon know the truth." ”

The three of them then ended their conversation and all looked at the "center of the stage", where the show was playing!

"When I think of Asada Mamai, I can't help but think of another name." The fly-like man said loudly, "Flower and tree are brave. ”

When she heard this name, Miss Mamai's face suddenly turned pale!

"Miss Mamai, have you ever heard of that name?" Fly Man asked.

“…… Well. ”

"Hee-hee." The fly man smiled, "Where is the flower and tree Yiyong?" ”

"Dead."

"When did you die?"

"Three, three years ago." Miss Mamai lowered her head and said in an inaudible voice.

"How did you die?"

Miss Mamai was silent.

But Fly Man clearly didn't want to let her go.

"How did you die?" He asked again.

At this moment, everyone who had heard of the name Huamu Yiyong fell into deep thought. Everyone sensed that the layers of fog were about to dissipate, and the blue sky was about to appear.

"I know it if you don't say it," said the fly man, with a wicked smile on his face, "I said that neither the body nor the soul could hide from my eyes, you see?" ”

“…… I'm just a liar! ”

After a pause of a few seconds, Miss Mamai finally collapsed. She crouched down, buried her head in her hands, and sobbed as she spoke.

"People, people were killed by Fukuoka." Miss Mamai sobbed and said, "He planned everything. I don't know anything, I don't know anything! I'm just, just a name. ”

"Fukuoka, that is, your husband?" Fly Man asked.

“…… Well. ”

"Why did he kill this cash cow?" Fly Man asked further.

"Because...... He woke up. Miss Mamai's shoulders couldn't help but shrug, "One day three years ago, I forgot to feed my medicine. The man woke up, and he remembered everything. He tried to escape from the basement and then, and then ......"

"Good." Fly Man looked around, "Although Miss Mamai's explanation is very incoherent, I think everyone understands what she means. ”

"So, that blue sky?" Dr. Herman's eyes widened.

"He painted it." Miss Mamai muttered.

"So, the infinite sunset?" Douglas asked suddenly.

"He painted it too." Miss Mamai's painful eyes peeked out from between her hands, "All the paintings, he painted them. ”