Lu Changku's expression softened slightly, and his polite smile was not like just now, as if he was hiding an extremely sharp knife.

He kept just the right distance from the two men, and greeted: "Don't talk about you, there will always be times when people who meet every day can't be separated." ”

The man forced his mouth to laugh, but there was still that doubt and curiosity in his heart, as if his mouth was being scratched desperately, and he wanted to ask something more.

The man with glasses on the side suddenly put his shoulder on his shoulder, interrupted him, and took the lead in saying, "Yes! Oh, yes! When I was in school, didn't I get your two names wrong every day? ”

Lu Changkut smiled and responded to what he said, and then his eyes finally stayed on Jiang Futing, who was standing behind and silent: "Classmate Jiang, I can't see that you are also interested in these things." ”

Jiang Futing looked away, keeping an eye on the place where Bai Tang had stolen the puppet just now, beware of the person in front of him suddenly discovering it.

He said indifferently: "Some people create art, of course there will be people who appreciate art, not to mention that everyone is alumni." ”

This is just right, and there is a degree of advance and retreat, and it does not make people doubt the purpose of his coming here.

And the meaning of the words is very clear, it is not for Lu Changku's personal sake, but because the school has this activity.

Jiang Futing said, learning from him to evoke a shallow smile: "I didn't expect that today I accidentally heard that Senior Lu also has a twin brother." ”

The corners of Lu Changku's mouth condensed slightly, and the smile paused on his face.

He was like an ordinary person who had lost a relative or friend, and the loss and obscure sadness swept across his face, and he quickly guarded his fortress in front of strangers, and said softly: "Indeed, but my brother has been gone for many years. ”

The deep pupils are filled with uncatchable sadness, and everything is just right.

Jiang Futing paused slightly awkwardly as if he had learned the news for the first time, "I'm sorry." ”

Only the two people on the side who didn't know the truth heard this, and the surprise on their faces was not hidden at all, especially the man who was talking eloquently just now, claiming to have been Lu Changrong's tablemate.

His shock immediately floated on his face, and he even forgot whether his behavior would be too abrupt, and walked up to Lu Changku in two steps, and even his voice changed: "Lu Changrong has an accident?" ”

Lu Chang's long and slender eyelashes drooped slightly, trying his best to hide the thoughts on his face.

He didn't speak, just nodded silently.

The man was stunned like a lightning strike, he never expected it to be such a news, he didn't know for a while whether to let the sadness overflow, or pretend to be indifferent to reveal the matter.

In the end, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and finally bent down sadly.

This person exudes a look of despair.

"Still." Lu Changku patted him on the shoulder and cleared his uncomfortable throat: "My brother once taught me everything about him, as long as I am here, he is there." ”

He said and gestured to the puppets around him, "You see, these are the proof that he existed. I remember······ I also made a puppet for my brother, have you ever seen it? ”

Jiang Futing was attracted by him, and looked at Lu Changku, who was still remembering himself, and was a little surprised.

He also brought out Lu Changrong's puppet?

No, he thought about it again, most likely to comfort the man in front of him and win the same.

I had just walked through all the exhibition halls on the sixth floor, and I didn't see the dolls with the appearance of twins.

There was uncertainty and hesitation on the faces of all three.

The other two are happy

Xu hasn't even finished visiting, at least not so far.

I'm just embarrassed to say casually, and I don't even have a score.

Lu Changku, who was already careful, suddenly walked to the staff at the corner of the exhibition hall and whispered a few words, and the smile in the corner of his eyes disappeared at a visible speed.

Jiang Futing stood in place and looked at his back, did he really bring that puppet?

Before he had time to think about it, Lu Changku had already finished talking and walked back from there, and even the brief heaviness on his face disappeared cleanly, as if it was just his hallucination just now.

"I'm sorry, it's a mistake in the work, and the assigned personnel accidentally leaked." Lu Changkut said quite embarrassedly: "I didn't expect them to make such a basic mistake. ”

He inadvertently bit down the word 'foundation' hard.

Jiang Futing glanced at him quietly, and said in his heart: No wonder.

With a faint expectation, the man immediately asked, "Will the puppet still be displayed?" ”

"Yes." The gentleness on Lu Changku's face was like a hot spring: "I have asked the staff to help carry it to the designated place, if you want to see it now, you can come with me to see." ”

After he finished speaking, he walked in the direction where Jiang Futing and the others had just come.

Jiang Futing's heart tightened, lest the puppet he had lost would be discovered by him.

He tilted slightly, and suddenly asked, "Far away?" My friend went to the bathroom. ”

Lu Changkut took a step, and as expected, he paused, he looked at the number of the booth, thought about it and said, "A little, the exhibition hall is almost halfway through." ”

Jiang Futing raised his chin in the opposite direction of him: "Anyway, it's more than half, why don't you go over there, and by the way, take a look at the rest that you haven't seen, what about the two of you?" ”

He finished looking at the two men on the side.

The man with glasses didn't speak more than ten words from beginning to end, especially at the moment when Lu Changkut appeared, he directly became dumb, and seemed to be particularly jealous of Lu Changku.

He asked for his partner's opinion.

And the little friend seemed to be Lu Changrong's little follower back then, so he responded without thinking about it: "Okay, anyway, we were basically blind just now, and we didn't remember which one we saw and which one we didn't see, this master is here, and he can explain it to us as friends, okay." ”

"Okay, then please." Lu Changku politely wanted to lead the way for them.

At the moment when he turned, his gaze fell on Jiang Futing, revealing a trace of indistinguishable meaning, and then quickly moved away.

Jiang Futing only thought that he didn't know anything, and followed leisurely.

People like Lu Changku, like him in some ways, are very sensitive to the intuition of potential threats.

Even if there is no real evidence in his hand, only the most primitive instinct can keep him on a fairly high alert, almost every minute of temptation and distance.

Jiang Futing's memory is very good, and when he went back, he reviewed everyone he had just watched.

The hand he hid in his pocket rubbed the phone shell intentionally or unintentionally, waiting for the news that Bai Tang had completed his task.

Lu Changkut estimated the approximate time for the members to carry out the dolls, and walked forward at a very comfortable pace, while selecting and introducing them in an orderly manner.

Jiang Futing guessed his style from his speed, and when they arrived, the puppet had just been put out by the staff, and they could watch it directly, and there was no need to wait uselessly.

It's just that reality will always be biased and wrong with good expectations.

By the time they arrived, the booth was still empty, with nothing but the barrier.

This booth is obviously different from other booths, and the unique design makes the strange shape of the booth full of artistic atmosphere, even if you don't put anything, it is very enjoyable.

So much so that when Jiang Futing passed by before, he did not pay attention to this.

Apparently most people didn't notice it, and they were probably satisfied to watch the next doll, and few people paid attention to this bizarre booth with a Barot style.

The moment Lu Changku saw that the booth was still empty, his dissatisfaction was almost written on his face.

However, in order to maintain his demeanor, he waited here as patiently as he could.

These people grinded again, but according to the time estimate, at most a few minutes at most, it should be here.

While Jiang Futing was waiting, his first reaction was to see what Lu Changrong's speech would be.

He walked over without hesitation, and the two men on the side hesitated for a moment, then walked after him.

"The title of the work is Don Quixote, so to remember." The man with glasses whispered, but before he could finish it, he was silent.

Jiang Futing looked at the introductory sign fixedly, because this introductory sign was different from all the previous introductory signs.

Every puppet will be introduced before, even if it is a passerby who has not had a deep friendship with Pingshui, there are also xxx similar to "paying tribute to being in the same world, but doing indispensable screws." ”

But now, this person who should have been the most important person in Lu Changku's life has lost the 'name' he should have.

Keep this in mind.

Very simple and crisp four words.

Only next to the edge of the sign below, a sentence was typed in a very small font, and it was difficult for the man with eyes to wear eyes, and he still couldn't see clearly after looking at it for a long time, only a vague ant-like shadow.

Jiang Futing looked at the card below, followed his words, and read it softly for him: "The world is the horn played by monsters, and drama is the mirror of life, so as to remember us, the knight who subdues demons and destroys demons." ”

At the moment when he finished reading, Jiang Futing's breathing tightened, and he stretched his two slender legs hard and fell silent.

Lu Changkut didn't know when he stopped behind him.

He felt the back of his head being stared at with special meaning, as if there was something in his head at the moment, which made people a little creepy.

"What does that mean?" Although the man with glasses has not seen "Don Quixote", he is much better than the man next to him for knowledge.

Lu Changku retracted his gaze and explained in a shallow voice: "It is a story of a brave man full of chivalry who confronts the dirty world. ”

As he spoke, he asked with a smile: "Don't you think this is very much in line with Lu Changrong's pioneering spirit?" ”

The man with glasses nodded as if he didn't understand, only the man on the side sighed very cooperatively after listening to what he said: "Yes! I think so too! ”

"What about you?" Lu Changku's gaze stayed on Jiang Futing again.

Jiang Futing was silent, he realized from just now that almost all the works here were named after famous literary works.

Why use the name of a literary work?

What is Lu Changku's reflection?

Jiang Futing pondered back and forth the small words next to the edge of the introduction board - monster and knight.

He suddenly thought of the original content of this book, and some similar expressions made him can't help but string together the characters of Lu Changrong and Li.