Chapter Eighty-Eight: It's All Paintings

In the early morning, the sun is not very noticeable, as if the sun has not fully risen, and it looks like a cloudy day when it is about to rain. Ling Yu got up and opened the curtains and opened the window to breathe, but the air outside was dry, like the smell of a pile of dry firewood that had lost all its moisture.

Standing in front of the window and taking a deep breath, she closed the window, pulled a new dress from her suitcase and walked into the bathroom. She didn't change her clothes when she went to bed last night, she didn't seem to sleep very well, and she didn't know what time she fell asleep, and two thick dark circles hung on her eye sockets, like a national treasure. I don't know if I heard that faint voice......

Ling Yu herself has very few cosmetics here, and it seems that she will borrow some foundation from Shu Xiaoran to wipe it off for a while. Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Ling Yu looked at herself, as if she had something on her mind, and looked a little haggard.

After she finished washing, she changed into the same dress she had just entered, which was still a casual outfit, which was more convenient.

After tidying up herself, Ling Yu walked out of the door of the room, and when she locked the door, she happened to meet Chu Ming and Shu Xiaoran opening the door and coming out, and the two of them were about to go to that room like herself.

"Morning, Sister Lingyu."

After seeing Ling Yu come out, Shu Xiaoran greeted Ling Yu, and Chu Ming also nodded and smiled at Ling Yu on Xiao Ran's side.

"Uh-huh, early." Ling Yu replied to Xiao Ran and Chu Ming at the same time.

"Sister Ling Yu, didn't you sleep well last night?" Shu Xiaoran saw the dark circles on Ling Yu's two eyes, and there were some haggard looks.

"Hmm." Ling Yu nodded: "I was thinking about the museum last night, maybe I slept late." ”

"Huh? Boss, did you hear anything? Chu Ming asked Ling Yu.

"Voice? Do you mean to talk about the late-night wails in the rumors about the museum? Last night, though, I heard nothing but the crows outside. Ling Yu replied.

Chu Ming floated above his head with a black line, and he didn't expect Ling Yu to joke occasionally, but he knew that he wasn't referring to this.

Then he shook his head and continued: "No, not the crow of a crow, but the sound of something moving. ”

"Did you hear me?" Hearing Chu Ming say this, Ling Yu didn't seem to dare to draw conclusions, because he was really tired yesterday, and he didn't know when he fell asleep, maybe these sounds happened after he fell asleep.

"I heard it in a haze last night, maybe I was hallucinating, I'll ask someone else later." Chu Ming said.

"Yes, Sister Ling Yu, don't worry about these things for now, it seems that we are left in this corridor now, and the others seem to have already gone to the front room." Shu Xiaoran looked at the door in front of the corridor as he spoke.

Hearing Xiao Ran say this, Ling Yu looked at the time in his hand It was already six o'clock in the morning, according to some regulations of the museum before, the opening time of the museum was seven o'clock in the morning. That means there's still an hour to get into that exhibition hall. Some of the problems found yesterday have not been resolved, and hopefully something new will be found in there today. may also find the source of the "voice" that Chu Ming said by the way.

Xiao Ran saw Ling Yu raise her arm to look at her watch, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned her head to look at Chu Ming on the side of her body:

"By the way, don't forget to look for your watch in the exhibition hall later."

"Mmmm, don't worry, I can't forget it." Chu Ming replied.

After Chu Ming finished speaking, Xiao Ran stepped forward to Ling Yu's side, and then walked in front with Ling Yu side by side, walking in front together, and said to Ling Yu as he walked towards the door: "Sister Ling Yu, I'll give you a little foundation to try later, or you really look like a national treasure like this, hehe," Xiao Ran smiled when he said.

The two of them walked in front, and Chu Ming could only follow behind with a helpless face, he quickened his pace and caught up, although it was not far away.

Pushing open the door connecting the hallway to the room, the light in the room where they ate and gathered was still so obvious, probably because the weather outside the window was a little dark, so it seemed that the lights in the room were brighter.

The three of them entered the room at about the same time, and they saw that everyone but themselves were already sitting on the couch, the red couch, yes, as if they had just noticed the color of the couch.

Last night's meal on the table had been cleaned up and replaced by a hearty breakfast, and I don't know when Ling Qi changed it, because Ling Qi was not seen in this room.

Qin Jian sat near the door connecting the exhibition hall and the room, as if he had finished breakfast, looking at a magazine in his hand alone, as if waiting for time. Magazines should have been taken down from those shelves.

On the other side, Han Mo and Wen Ya were still having breakfast, and opposite them, Zhang Xiaoqian and Yin Fei'er were actually sitting together, closer to each other, but they always felt that something was worse compared to Shu Xiaoran Chuming or Han Mo Wenya.

Then Ling Yu and the others sat on the sofa together, and there was enough for breakfast for three people. It's just that I don't know when Ling Qi came in, and he hasn't appeared.

Ling Yu was about to take two bites, she didn't seem to be able to eat, so she picked up a cup of coffee from the table and stood up and walked to Qin Jian's side and sat down beside him.

Qin Jian turned his head and closed the magazine in his hand: "What's the matter, my Captain Ling, is there something wrong?" Qin Jian had a stiff smile on his face, probably wanting to laugh but not knowing how.

"Did you hear anything last night?" Ling Yu took a sip of coffee and didn't drink much, and then asked Qin Jian.

"Is it the 'squeak' of something moving?" Qin Jian put the magazine on the table.

"Did you hear that, too?" Ling Yu was a little surprised, if Chu Ming heard it alone, it might be an auditory hallucination during sleep, if Qin Jian heard it, it was not an auditory hallucination, although she didn't know some things about Qin Jian's before, but she knew that Qin Jian had lived in an unusual environment since he was a child, and his hearing was sharper than ordinary people.

"What? Didn't you hear? Qin Jian looked at Ling Yu's appearance, and she didn't seem to hear it.

"Maybe I went to bed early last night, the sound was too quiet, and then I didn't hear it."

"It's a small voice, but I don't know where it came from." Qin Jian looked at Ling Yu's face when he was talking to Ling Yu: "But it seems that you didn't sleep well last night." ”

Ling Yu immediately knew what Qin Jian was talking about, she subconsciously blocked her eyes with her hands, and then glared at Qin Jian. That familiar feeling made Qin Jian a little panicked in an instant, he was not afraid of heaven and earth, he was afraid that Ling Yu would stare at him.

After that, Ling Yu left Qin Jian's side, walked to Xiao Ran's side, called Xiao Ran up, and pulled Xiao Ran aside, Chu Ming looked at it, she didn't have to think about it, she must have asked Xiao Ran for foundation, the dark circles on her face were too obvious.

About thirty minutes later, almost everyone had finished their breakfast, and they were all sitting on the sofas waiting for seven o'clock to come, and it was about six forty in the morning, twenty minutes before the exhibition hall opened.

They thought that Ling Qi should show up before seven o'clock to inform them.

Time passes little by little, like the sand in an hourglass, the hourglass can still be flipped over and started over after the sand has passed, but time has passed and will never return.

"Ding-dong-"

The bell at seven o'clock still rang, but Ling Qi didn't appear, and everyone was wondering, would Ling Qi not show up or something happened? The latter shouldn't be very likely, as no one will prepare breakfast for them, except Ling Qi.

It seems that everything will be on his own for the rest of the next few days, but there shouldn't be any worries about the meal, Ling Qi should prepare food for them like this morning.

It's April 7th, yesterday was the 6th, and at seven o'clock in the morning, it was time for the exhibition hall to open, but last night they heard Ling Qi lock the door twice, and they don't know if it is open now.

The time could already begin, and no one could hold their bodies, and they walked towards the door, ignoring the food on the table. Zhang Xiaoqian stood first, and everyone stood behind him.

The door was a downward pressure handle, he put his hand tentatively up, Yin Fei'er beside him kept watching, Zhang Xiaoqian's hand pressed down little by little, and after completely pressing the handle down, he tried to pull the door back.

"The door is unlocked!" Zhang Xiaoqian said to everyone that when he pulled the door back just now, he couldn't feel the door being locked.

They all thought that Ling Qi might have opened the door in the morning when he was preparing breakfast.

In the next moment, Ling Qi opened the door completely, and the lights were still on in the exhibition hall, because there were no windows in it, the door was completely opened by Zhang Xiaoqian, and everyone walked into the exhibition hall one by one. When the last of them stepped inside, they all looked at the scene before them, and they felt as if they had arrived in a new world. I was completely stunned by what I saw.

In the entire exhibition hall, yesterday it was a mixture of colors, but now all the colors are gone, and the vases that were originally used in the room to be graffiti into colors are now all gone, replaced by famous paintings that lay flat on the table. There are also famous paintings hanging on the walls, the content on them has also been changed, the content has become no longer abstract, the colors are no longer complex, and they appear more monotonous.

What's going on? All the decorations in the room have changed, the furnishings, the famous paintings, and the color of the walls, everything has changed from yesterday, and those who don't know think that this is not the same room as yesterday.

The only thing that didn't seem to change was the lighting, and the other thing was the ceiling, which was still the night sky ceiling covered with scattered curtains. That hasn't changed.

So what's going on with this exhibition hall, why all the furnishings have changed overnight, and the style has changed greatly, from the original exhibition hall with many colors and messy colors, with various ornaments, now it has become all famous paintings, and the colors are no longer complicated In addition to some small colors on the famous paintings, even the walls and the ground are a color exhibition hall.

Could it all have something to do with that sound last night?