The wisps of smoke, on that piece of glass, seem to be free but very organized.

It's like there are countless hands, doing it deftly...... Sand Painting ...... The same.

Yes, like a sand painting.

It's nothing more than this "sand", which is actually a wisp of green smoke that can't be touched with your hands and can't be controlled. Nothing more.

After drawing the room, the smoke stopped.

It's like it's still.

The man, the man who slept on the bed, seemed to be asleep, motionless.

"Zhao Wen."

Xiao Ling called his name.

He did not respond.

"Zhao Wen, you're starting to dream."

"Zhao Wen, you are in a dream, it's time to wake up."

"Zhao Wen, you're a guest, shouldn't you get up to receive you?"

As he spoke, Xiao Ling took a few steps forward and stopped at a set of tea tables by the window.

There are two chairs, sitting opposite.

Xiao Ling was in one of them and sat down. She looked at the bed, waited for the person, woke up, got up, and talked to her.

Xiao Ling in reality is also sitting.

Carmen saw that she wanted to sit down, so she pushed a chair over.

And the picture in the glass has also changed.

The angle is flatter, almost against the plane of the bed.

The man's face can also be seen clearly. He is a middle-aged man in his thirties.

His eyes were closed and he seemed to be sleeping deeply.

And Lin Xiaoling, our female anchor, has already called him three or four times.

It stands to reason that he should start dreaming.

As soon as he starts dreaming, we will have a chance to talk to him.

It's just that the man on this bed still doesn't seem to want to dream.

Judging by the ever-changing content of "Smoke Painting", he has been tossing and turning.

Is this not sleeping?

Or is it that the sleep is too light and there is no condition for dreaming at all?

The picture was "drawn" again, which represented the content in front of Xiao Ling's eyes, and there was a new action.

Or, it is Lin Xiaoling, who is the female anchor, who has a new action and a new visual angle.

No, when everyone is still talking about what to see when this man sleeps, the picture has changed again.

This time, it looks like a table.

A small table.

No, there's the bed next to it.

Could it be that this is a bedside table?

This one doesn't matter.

The important thing is that there is a knife of paper on this table (counter).

Words are printed on the paper.

"Construction and Management Plan of Qingshan Characteristic Tourism Town (Discussion Draft)"

Oh, is he a customer who has been to his shop during the day?

Have they already discussed the plan?

Xiao Ling stretched out his hand to take a look...... Later, I thought about it, what about live broadcasting, if it is seen by others, wouldn't it be a leak of trade secrets?

So, he quickly took his hand back again.

I don't know, this "smoke painting" with a very low frame rate will draw your own hand into it.

However, when I raised my eyes, the man in this bed had not yet fallen asleep.

What can I do?

Although the entity in this room is transparent and invisible.

It is only in his dreams that he can see it.

But it's not a way to spend it like this.

In case this "Zhao Wen" is not the one I am looking for, I will continue to look for others.

Right.

No, you have to add some more ingredients.

Xiao Ling gestured, Carmen nodded, and took out another stick of incense from her bag.

Carmen lit the cigarette and stuck it in the stove.

Yes, this time it's three incense sticks, burning together.

It's a bit of a horror movie.

Midnight. A young woman in a long red dress. A furnace of incense is burning.

Just thinking about these elements makes me feel goosebumps.

The new incense and the smoke that came out of it were not so much.

However, it also burrows into this glass.

I don't participate in the production of fireworks, but, in that smoke painting, as a smoke, got into the nose of the man who was tossing and turning on the bed!

This...... What kind of "special effect" is this?

It's not science fiction, it's magic!

What's even more magical is that the man, after being invaded by this new smoke, actually did not move.

Then, the incense stick in the middle, exhaling more smoke, drew a new one of the men.

The new man, sat up.

And the old one, still lying in bed.

On a small piece of glass, two men appeared.

Yes, if it's not the effect of the material, if it's a more realistic version.

It is estimated that it will really scare the gentlemen in the live broadcast room.

Of course, this is not Lin Xiaoling's business.

Now, she finally built this man's dream, and finally called him up in the dream.

I want to hurry up and ask him to understand.

"Who are you?"

The man asked. Some are welcome.

Yes, in the dream he could not see his own body and lay on the bed sleeping.

He just felt like he was in this room, waking up early.

Then, suddenly, I found that my room had been invaded by someone else.

Moreover, it is a woman in a red dress.

The first reaction is to ask the identity of the other party.

If there is a threat, ask the front desk for the phone. …… What's going on with your hotel? How can anyone come in my room?

"Are you Zhao Wen?"

The female anchor Lin Xiaoling did not answer his question.

Instead, he was asked a question.

Anyway, if you want to find so many people today, it's the best way to ask directly.

"You're mistaken. My name is Zhao Wen at all. ”

"Are you a local?"

"I just came from out of town today, how can I be a local. Who are you? ”

"Don't care who I am. Let's just say whether you are Zhao Wen or not? A few years ago, because his family was poor and had no money to get married, he ran out? ”

These plots were said by Zhao Wen's father Zhao Qing.

"You're insane!"

The man was a little angry.

"I work in such a big tourism development company, I have a wife and children, and I don't call Zhao Wen. What do you mean by that? ”

"Do you know Zhao Qing?"

The other party stopped talking. Just sit back on the bed.

"You have two younger sisters and a younger brother, don't you?"

"Your family later opened a rice mill and then caught fire, right?"

"Your former name was Zhao Wen, right?"

"There's something wrong with you."

The man jumped. Raise the lamp on the counter and smash it at the camera!

The person in front of the camera unconsciously hid back.

Yes, this is Xiao Ling's first perspective.

The man in the dream, holding the table lamp in the dream, smashed it at Lin Xiaoling in the dream.

Lin Xiaoling in the dream subconsciously hid and escaped from his dream.

The picture on the glass is blurry.

It's like a black-and-white TV, with no signal, it's messy.

It's just that no one saw that the man who woke up from the dream was sitting on the bed in a room in the highest building in the middle of the county, sat up, lit the lamp, picked up a stack of papers on the cabinet, and fell into deep thought.

Xiao Ling, on his side, was also puzzled.

Is he Zhao Wen or not? Is it the Zhao Wen you are looking for?

What is he responsible for in the project in this town?

Will there be any impact if you show your face like this?