Chapter 33: Painting (2)
The studio that Fang Jun booked was not remote, but it was difficult to find, and it was not easy to find an entrance in a place full of high-rise buildings.
"What floor?" She glanced at the appointment text message closely, turned around and looked at both elevators, "You want to go to the 18th floor first and then change the elevator, right?" β
"It should be." The two elevators at the entrance only go up to the 18th floor, while the studio is on the 28th floor, and the building is quiet on weekdays, with almost no one walking around.
The entire building was a circular structure, with rooms of the same size on all sides, Ruan Tian felt that there was always a trace of eerie and terrifying aura in this building, and the hand on Fang Jun's side tightened, causing his shirt to be a little deformed.
This place is inevitably too quiet and oppressive, and the whole building has a bit of a horror movie atmosphere, the last time she felt this way was at the welcome party, this kind of empty and quiet environment is too easy to breed fear.
Fang Jun is very sensitive to her emotional changes, when she first entered the building, she felt that she was emotionally depressed, and now she is even more affirmed, "What's wrong?" β
"I'm a little scared." Ruan Tian felt a little embarrassed when she said it, this blue sky was in a public place, she didn't know how to explain this inexplicable panic to Fang Jun, "It feels eerie." β
"What are you afraid of?" He hugged the man tightly, "I'm not here." β
The elevator hall of the building is not very considerate, and the elevator that originally traveled smoothly was stuck in the middle of the ninth and tenth floors for a long time, and there was neither a feeling of overweight nor weightlessness, as if time stood still.
"What's the plot now? Elevator Horror? Her remaining hand immediately grabbed the hand that was on her shoulder, "Terrible." β
"You're really bold." Ruan Tian's different reactions to different situations are inevitably a little obvious, "It's okay." β
Fang Jun said that it was okay, and in order to appease her, he actually took some action, pressing the floors below the ninth floor, "The precautionary measures end here." β
"I'm just in awe of the paranormal and confined spaces." She was anxious to wait, and her reaction slowed down, and she waited for the words to pass before she reacted and retorted, "You don't understand." β
"It's feudal superstition and claustrophobia, as well as fear of the dark." Not to be outdone, Fang Jun helped her summarize.
"Go aside, where do I have so many problems, anyway, don't care, you just don't understand."
"You know, you know, you know best, you understand so much, you let go." As soon as he finished speaking, there was movement in the elevator, Ruan Tian let go of his hand with great backbone, Fang Jun's hand was faster than his brain, and he held her hand in an instant and complained a little, "Why did you really let go." β
"I've grown up, I have a backbone, if you don't let me catch it, I'll let it go." She dragged Fang Jun out of the elevator room and walked straight to the elevator opposite, but before she was halfway through, he pulled her in the other direction, "The elevator is there!" β
"I see it." He lifted Ruan Tian's head up, and the four big words of elevator failure came into view, and the two of them were too lucky.
"What should I do?"
"Climb the stairs, what else can I do."
"Can I cancel my reservation?" On the tenth floor, she was so tired that she vomited blood when she thought about it, the steps of this kind of building are high and steep, and it doesn't take two or three floors to make people tired and weak legs.
"Yes, but no refund."
Ruan Tian patted his arm, as if comforting him and self-comforting, "It's okay, there's only the tenth floor left, we can do it." β
The white light in the stairwell was a little more terrifying than the outside, and the high ceiling even amplified the sound of footsteps to a terrifying sound, she originally thought that the flickering light was terrible enough, but she didn't expect this kind of lighting effect.
Fang Jun was two or three steps in front of her, she raised her breath and trotted two steps, reaching out to hook the corner of his clothes. Fang Jun looked back at her teasingly, her eyebrows lowered and her eyes softened, "I deeply realize that I am still a baby and have not grown up yet." β
The two of them crowded into the narrow corridor, climbing up step by step, it was difficult to climb up, and finally climbed to the destination, Fang Jun didn't even breathe, and her legs were so weak that she had to pull his sleeve to stand firmly.
"Lack of exercise, nothing."
Ruan Tian glanced at him, this person would really seize every opportunity to hit herself, she really didn't have the strength to pinch him, "You exercise, I didn't see you carry me up." β
"You can't move your back." He looked at the man who was bent over and panting, and smiled evilly, "I can carry you to the studio now." β
"No, no, you don't want to be ashamed, I want to be embarrassed."
Ruan Tian smelled a strong smell of turpentine at the entrance of the building, and the smell choked down her throat into her lungs, she coughed twice to make her throat more comfortable, squinted her eyes to find the door number, the studio must be near here.
"There." Fang Jun looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, there was the door number of the studio.
The studio is small, inconspicuous hidden in the middle of many studios, and the inner space is not very large, with four or five easels scattered around, in addition to oil paintings, sketches, pencils, and watercolors.
Ruan Tian picked up the teaching pattern, it is difficult to make a good-looking painting, and simple paintings are too naΓ―ve, Fang Jun was in a daze at a landscape painting, well, such a difficult painting, he will challenge.
"I've chosen, I want to draw this." She pointed to a whale and looked up at the teacher's expression, "Is that okay?" β
"You can change to a more difficult one."
"No, I'll just draw this."
"It's a child's level, isn't it?" Fang Jun looked at the painting and felt a little incredible, he brought her over for fun, but she was too childish, "You change it." β
"I don't, I just like this." She looked firmly at the teacher and nodded, "Please give me paint." β
"If you don't understand, don't talk."
You don't understand, this is all a foreshadowing planted by me. Ruan Tian thought to herself, she had just read a report a few days ago, saying that the whale named Alice with a sound frequency of 52 hertz was not alone, and the scientists helped him find a group of whales with the same frequency.
Ruan Tian never felt that she was the gregarious one, she clearly knew that some of her thoughts were different from ordinary people, trying to hide her differences, forcing herself to be gregarious, and trying to make friends was a very tiring thing, if she could, she would rather hide in the corner alone and not communicate with anyone.
But Fang Jun was an accident, he unexpectedly understood everything she hid, unexpectedly honest, unexpectedly didn't think she was strange, to a certain extent, the two of them were almost like two people reflected in a mirror, extremely similar and different.
Of course, in terms of perfection, Fang Jun is the one who looks in the mirror, and she is like a reflection in the mirror that is not so perfect.
I finally didn't have to wander alone all day long, and finally found a whale like myself, I'm Alice, and it didn't take me decades to find your Alice easily. Ruan Tian couldn't help laughing, thinking that one day, she would be able to say this sentence in front of many people, and then surprised Fang Jun, it turned out that she had buried the foreshadowing for so long, of course, he might also be at a loss, and he didn't know what he would say, then she could be unreasonable and blame him for not caring about herself.
"As you please." Fang Jun shook his head and decided to give up persuasion, and he also pointed to the landscape painting, "Teacher, I'll draw this." β