Chapter 200: Death's Cloak (12)

Everyone looked in the direction of Zhang Huiyuan's finger, and saw that there were several houses in a row, and there were various graffiti on the outer walls of the houses, and there were reliefs on the walls, which were grotesque and conspicuous.

A small, skinny man in a hooded jumper and a blue coarse cloth apron was coming out of the room.

"That person is Lu Hao?" Jia Yangren asked curiously.

Zi Shumo glanced at him: You can't teach your son! It's said that it's tied to grass, how can it grow like this?

Although, this guy looks very delicate, but the temperament revealed by the whole body is not the kind of flamboyance that a heartthrob should have.

"Shi Lei!" Liu Ying shouted loudly and waved at the man.

Shi Lei turned his head and saw such a big person, and he seemed to shrink a little, but when he saw Liu Ying, he immediately showed a shy smile.

Liu Ying stepped forward to enthusiastically introduce everyone, and everyone knew that this Shi Lei was not a student in the school, but an apprentice in a stone carving shop in the town, and he was friends with Lu Hao.

Because Lu Hao often needs various materials to learn sculpture, Shi Lei can find a way to help him get it, plus they are of the same age, they can be regarded as "peers", and the two also have a lot of topics, and they have become friends. Even the keys to the studio are set by one person, and there is no taboo against each other.

"Why did you get here?" Liu Ying asked with a smile.

"Lu Hao asked me to send him materials." Shi Lei said and pointed to the tricycle parked at the door.

"Oh? Is he at home? Liu Ying's voice raised a little.

"No, he sent me a message yesterday asking me to come over today."

"Do you mind if we go in and have a look?" Zi Shumo stretched his neck and interjected.

Liu Ying and Shi Lei both showed a look of embarrassment, and Zi Shumo secretly pinched Jia Yangren.

Jia Yangren screamed strangely, and then hurriedly came to Liu Ying's side and said:

"Hehe, you see, it's all here, let's take a look. Are we afraid that we will see something that we should not see? ”

Liu Ying's face turned red, stomped her feet and said, "What do you mean you shouldn't see!" Don't be so obscene! Just look at it! ”

Seeing that Liu Ying said this, Shi Lei hurriedly took out the key and opened the door.

There was an indescribable smell in the room, the smell of earth mixed with various paints, plus the smell of incense, and Zi Shumo staggered: I'll go! This smell, how can you live in this house!

The room was bigger than expected, and bigger than expected. Because Lu Hao opened up the two rooms, it looked quite bright.

The various soft decorations in the house all reveal the artistic atmosphere, and there are large oil paintings hanging on the walls, and Lei Qiang and Jia Yangren have not understood it for a long time.

In addition, there is a wall of photos, in which Lu Hao's long hair is in a shawl, and his well-defined face has a melancholy temperament unique to literary youth. Many photos were taken by him with different girls, of course, Liu Ying appeared the most.

In addition, there are many design drafts, some pasted on the wall, some piled on the ground, and there is an unfinished painting on the easel, which is the back of a long-haired woman. Tilting her head slightly, she couldn't see it, she was wrapped in a white sheet, and a tattoo could be faintly seen on her thin shoulder.

The picture looks full of privacy, and the tangled folds of the sheets seem to reveal the mood of the person in the painting. If you look closely, you can see that her body is not stretched, but tense, and even if you can't see her face, you can feel a little trembling and reluctance.

Zi Shumo raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked, "This painting was painted by Lu Hao?" ”

"Well, yes, who else could there be? He likes to draw fruit girls! Liu Ying gritted her teeth when she said this, and picked up a picture book from the table and threw it to Zi Shumo: "Look, it's all over here!" ”

Zi Shumo steadily caught the painting book and flipped through it, and sure enough, as Liu Ying said, it was really a thousand postures, Yan was thin and fat, and all kinds of angles and postures were drawn.

Liu Ying glanced at Zi Shumo in disdain, turned her head and went to talk to Jia Yangren again. Angela pulled Zhang Huiyuan to discuss things like clothing design, and Lei Qiang followed Tu Xiuwen closely.

Zi Shumo walked inside and found that there were several humanoid sculptures in the house. These sculptures are all characters from cartoons and anime, including the sexy empress, the cute zombie Sakura, and even SpongeBob SquarePants and Pikachu, which are really a magical set of sculptures.

"Ouou, you're back!!" A voice suddenly came from outside the door, and when they turned around, they saw a man wearing a silk robe walking in.

This person is about one meter and seven meters tall, and he should be a man from the point of view of his body, but the tone and posture of his speech are a little subtle.

"Eh, Biscuit, it's you! I thought your husband was back. The man walked to Liu Ying's side as he spoke, intimately stretched out his hand to put his hand on her shoulder, his eyes swept everyone over, and finally stopped at Lei Qiang's body, and threw a wink at Lei Qiang, Lei Qiang suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

Liu Ying had to hurriedly introduce to everyone, this delicate-looking man is her "best friend", called Mao Youxian, who is also from the fashion design department like her, but he is one year higher than her.

Mao Youxian obviously fell in love with Lei Qiang, and kept following Lei Qiang, as if he was talking to Tu Xiuwen, but his eyes were aimed at Lei Qiang.

Because Shi Lei still had a job, seeing that everyone had not left, he simply handed the key to Liu Ying, asked her to lock the door, and left first after saying hello to everyone.

"Why, your girlfriend doesn't have the key to Lu Hao's studio?" Zi Shumo asked curiously.

"Ah, before, I accidentally lost it." Liu Ying replied with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Zi Shumo smiled and didn't ask anything more, and looked around again. In addition to painting tools and sculpture supplies, there is also a small lounge in the innermost part, which separates the workshop from the rest room with two gauze tents.

Zi Shumo took a look, and there was only a pair of men's slippers inside, a white cloth wardrobe and a movable drying rack, as well as a folding sofa chair, which was also white, and the bedding on it was messy, as if someone had rested. But the biggest possibility is that the owner is too lazy to clean up at all.

"Okay, right? I said there's nothing to see, let's go, let's go, I'm going to be hungry! Liu Ying urged impatiently.

"Okay! Let's go! Zi Shumo hurriedly responded.

After everyone came out of the room, Liu Ying locked the door, pushed the door again, made sure that she had locked the door, and a group of eight people walked to the vegetarian restaurant under the leadership of Zhang Huiyuan.

The location of the vegetarian restaurant is not far from the studio, and the decoration is very Buddha-like, and there are aphorisms and aphorisms hanging everywhere, which is inexplicably cramped.

Business here is very average, and there are not many people even for dinner. Most of the people who dine here are girls, and occasionally a few boys come with the girls.

After eating, Zi Shumo said that he wanted to rest in the hotel, and Jia Yangren, Lei Qiang and Tu Xiuwen immediately said that they wanted to go back to rest. Angela planned to see Zhang Huiyuan's work again, and Mao Youxian heard that Angela was going to attend a fashion design exhibition early next month, and seemed to be quite interested, so everyone parted ways after dinner.

(End of chapter)