Facing Ling Tian's questioning, Granny Long just smiled kindly, walked up to Ling Tian tremblingly, stretched out her hand and touched the top of his head lovingly: "Xie Qiang, you must be obedient, find a girl to marry and have children as soon as possible, and have a lovely daughter." ”

Ling Tian's hand that was about to block was slowly lowered as soon as he was raised, his eyes were confused for a long time, and he gradually regained his clarity: "Okay, Granny Long, I know. ”

Granny Long nodded and turned her gaze to the side: "You still don't go back to sleep?" ”

The tone was not harsh, but there was a chill that made people feel cold.

A figure behind the big tree stumbled towards the village.

Granny Long looked at the figure and did not withdraw her gaze until the figure disappeared completely, her old and thin palm kept stroking Ling Tian's head.

A month later......

In the chaotic dormitory, a figure stood on the balcony blankly, looking at the endless stream of students below, without focus.

"Is it a dream? How do you always have the same dream. ”

Suddenly, the figure shook his head and said to himself, "Am I Ling Tian or Xie Qiang?" ”

He had a dream, dreaming that his name was Ling Tian, and he got an inexplicable system, and it seemed that he had met many people and done many things, but when he thought about it carefully, it was vague again.

I thought it was just a dream, but under the corner of my eye, there were a few words floating like floaters: psychic ghost school, 3/5.

This seems to be the system that I got in a dream, but it's obviously a dream, how can it really appear in the corner of my eyes.

The dream was still reality, and it made him feel tormented.

"Knock knock."

There was a sudden knock on the door, interrupting his thoughts, and he subconsciously asked, "Who?" ”

"It's me, Xie Qiang, aren't you going to see someone painting today?"

"Oh, oh."

The figure answered, rinsing his face with cold water until he felt fully conscious.

"I'm Xie Qiang, not that day, I'm Xie Qiang."

After chanting a few times as if comforting himself, Xie Qiang packed up his things and went out.

Outside the door was his roommate Zeng Ziang, Zeng Ziang fell in love with a girl who painted, but he didn't know how to confess, so he could only stand next to the girl every day and watch her draw.

Although the girl is beautiful and her painting is excellent, most of the students will not stop and watch each other draw all the time, in order to avoid the embarrassment of being alone, he will always ask someone to accompany him, this time Xie Qiang was unfortunately hit.

The two soon came to the small lawn of the school, where a girl in a white dress with long flowing hair was leaning against a big tree and seriously drawing on the drawing board in front of her.

Zeng Ziang pulled Xie Qiang's clothes and gestured with his eyes.

The two of them slowed down and slowly walked behind the girl.

The girl was very serious, and she didn't seem to notice that there were two more viewers, and she still drew one stroke at a time.

Unlike Zeng Ziang, Xie Qiang's attention is focused on painting.

It's an oil painting, and he's seen it an unknown number of times since the composition, and now it's finally finishing.

In fact, he was also curious about why a painting took so long, but when he saw the painting that was about to be completed, he understood.

This is a painting that can be called a work of art.

The painting is a small cafeteria, and dozens of students have different expressions in the paintings, some are quietly queuing, some have already cooked and are eating with their heads down, and some are chatting with three or five friends.

Everyone's expressions are very rich, and their looks are very real, and through the sunlight on one side of the glass, it seems that even the hair can be seen.

And everyone is painted with a full body and moves naturally.

Only at the very edge of the picture, at the position of the rice window, only a thick arm holding a spoon is exposed, which should be the staff of the cafeteria serving food to the students.

The girl drew for a full hour and began to slowly gather her things.

Xie Qiang touched Zeng Ziang several times in a row, and Zeng Ziang stepped forward: "You, you draw so well." ”

The girl nodded, and was not polite, but stretched out her hand and handed the painting and the drawing board to Zeng Ziang: "I've sent it to you, the painting hasn't dried yet, don't take it off for the time being." ”

"Huh? Oh. Zeng Ziang was stunned for a moment, and then took the painting, his face was a little red because of excitement: "I, I will cherish it, by the way, my name is Zeng Ziang, you ......." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly, not because he didn't want to say it, but because the girl handed him the painting, and then turned away without hesitation.

Stupidly looked at the girl's back, and it wasn't until the other party walked away that Zeng Ziang shouted: "Ah...... Xie Qiang, Xie Qiang, does she like me, she sent me to paint, she sent me to paint. ”

Xie Qiang stretched out his hand to support his forehead, speechless.

Back in the bedroom, Zeng Ziang looked at the painting hanging on the wall blankly, with an intoxicated expression, and those who didn't know thought he had a mental problem.

Xie Qiang is tired, alas, young man.

Fortunately, Zeng Ziang finally became normal at night, although his eyes would still unconsciously aim at the paintings, so he could communicate normally.

At the very least, I know how to eat.

I thought that he would recover slowly, but he didn't think that this was the beginning of the tragedy, he kept pulling Ling Tian to talk, fantasizing about finding a girl, and having a friendly conversation, and then getting out of singleness by the way.

In this regard, Xie Qiang could only look at the tears in his heart.

Master, a painting can make a child stupid.

When the knock sounded again, Xie Qiang almost flew over to open the door, and there was a sense of relief in his heart.

Outside the door is also a student who has been rehired this time, who is in his 40s, and his business is doing well, so he can be regarded as the number one person.

Being a person is even more joyful, and if there is nothing to do, he will come to play cards with two people with a deck of poker, and he doesn't play much, one yuan and two yuan.

Seeing each other, Xie Qiang's tears were about to fall.

"Brother Cai, benefactor, you are finally here, come in, come in."

Cai Han looked dazed: "What's wrong." ”

"Somebody's crazy."

Xie Qiang pointed at Zeng Ziang and told the matter again.

Cai Han laughed, he also knew that Zeng Ziang had a crush on a school girl and often went to watch others paint, but he didn't expect to be fascinated to such an extent.

After making fun of it, he turned his gaze to the painting on the wall, the smile on his face froze, and he took a few steps forward to take a closer look.

It looks even more fascinating than Zeng Ziang.

Xie Qiang was stunned: "Brother Cai, what's the situation, are you going to grab a girlfriend with Zeng Ziang?" ”

"No, it's just that the place in this painting is somewhat familiar."

"Familiar? Isn't it just a canteen, what's familiar? ”

Cai Han shook his head, waved his hand to stop Xie Qiang from speaking, and kept looking at the painting.

After a long time, he said uncertainly: "This seems to be a small cafeteria." ”

"Nonsense, I can tell at a glance that it's a small cafeteria, and how many people are seated."

"No, I mean it looks like a small abandoned cafeteria."

"Abandoned cafeteria?"

Xie Qiang and Zeng Ziang glanced at each other, both a little unclear.

Cai Han took two steps back and sat on the bed, an inexplicable glint flashing in his eyes.

"Well, it's an abandoned cafeteria. Our school used to have a branch campus, did you know? ”