Chapter 380: The Man in the Painting Moves
Zhang Yunling thought about it carefully and thought that this matter was Yan Chiyu's childish behavior of taking revenge on himself-Jia Wuyue's little classmate WeChat, so after he was stunned for a moment, he suddenly straightened up with courage and turned his head without fear at all.
The other teachers were too late to stop Zhang Yunling.
In the next second, Principal Jinghua contributed Wu Yue's first roar after coming to Jinghua: "Ah! What the heck! β
But seeing that the painting that had just been moved to the door by the iron pillar came back to them.
Zhang Yunling didn't look like a fifty-year-old at all, and he instantly rushed behind Yan Chiyu, only revealing half of his face tremblingly: "...... I thought you were lying to me. β
Yan Chi Yu snorted coldly: "Am I such a naΓ―ve person? β
Zhang Yunling: Isn't it "......"?
Of course, Zhang Yunling didn't dare to say this, he was afraid that the big guy would hold a grudge and throw him in front as a meat shield.
The young man turned his head, his hand fell on Zhang Yunling's shoulder, and he patted it twice, his expression was a little indescribable: "Dignified principal, can you have some interest?" Don't be intimidated. β
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Although he thought so in his heart, Zhang Yunling had to straighten his waist and move to the left side for the sake of face. The step of moving is only half an inch, which is no different from not moving.
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Wu Yue stared at the painting carefully, not knowing if it was her illusion, she felt that the girl in the painting seemed to move. Originally, she had her back to everyone for the first time, but now, the angle was a little off, and there was a tendency to turn sideways.
She paused, walked over to Yan Chiyu, and told him what she had found.
"Not bad."
Yan Chiyu's observation is much sharper than others, and since he agrees with Wu Yue's suspicions, it means that the girl in the painting is indeed able to move.
As long as it's not a ghost or something, Wu Yue is very interested.
She boldly walked towards the painting, her slender hand resting on the canvas, gently rubbing the touch of the canvas. The dark eyes shone like the silver sea flowing in the moonlight, mixed with the excitement of eagerness.
Zhang Yunling cheered in the rear: "Classmate Wu Yue, be careful." We're all there. β
Yan Chiyu: "......"
Why is it that the more you look at this little old man, the more it is an eyesore?
Wu Yue turned around, and there was a smile and determination in her black and white eyes: "Sure enough, the girl in this painting can move, when I touch her...... With a little special sense, her shoulders shook. β
"What do you mean, is this painting fine?" Zhang Yunling asked fearfully.
Yan Chiyu, who was watching from the sidelines, was not idle, and when Wu Yue went to touch the canvas, he also asked the iron pillar to go around the back of the canvas to observe the painting.
There is no light on the back, and large shadows have fallen.
The message given by the iron pillar was that there were two green lights, parallel and flashing, not far away. He also stared at the two green lights for a moment, but the green lights disappeared (closed his eyes).
He thought that it must be the eyes of the girl in the painting.
So, after Zhang Yunling asked this question, he corrected: "To be exact, this is a world in a painting. β
Professor Zhu from Jinghua proposed: "Why don't you send this painting to an open field and burn it?" β
"It's useless, you can't burn it."
The boy said lightly. He stepped forward to the painting and was about to remove it.
Professor Zhu hurriedly said: "Mr. Yan, the painting can't be taken down, the easel and the painting seem to be integrated, and it can't be done at all." Just now, our staff tried for a long time and couldn't do it. β
"Hmm." Yan Chiyu replied softly, and his slender hand still took the painting off the flower stand and rolled it up.
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Before everyone could recover from the shock, they heard the young man say unhurriedly: "The exhibition is as usual, I took this painting with me." β
Zhang Yunling's eyes widened slightly: "So, is this okay?" β
"That's it." Yan Chiyu said, "I will send you a message to let you know in the future." β
"Hey."
I thought that I was going to invite a master to do a Fa or something, and the Jinghua Teacher Management Team watched the two young people leave, and they ...... in silence Silence, silence again.