Kong Zhe was already sweating profusely, panting constantly.

Wang Liang Baiyu threw the towel on the bed, and then took out five pieces of toilet paper from his paper drawer and handed it to Kong Zhe.

"Hurry up and wipe your stinky sweat, if you want to think my keyboard is noisy in the future, I can give you an earbud." There's no need to put such a thick towel over your head, you're going to die? What's more, it's still so hot, I wonder, your artists' behavior is really a bit unreliable, and your performance art is really difficult to understand. ”

Kong Zhe gasped for breath for half a minute, and Fang felt that his breath was enough.

Wang Liang Baiyu, seeing that he had recovered from his recovery, poured him a glass of water. Hand it to him: "Drink some water, too much water loss on a hot day is not good for the body, and it is easy to die suddenly." Wang Liang Baiyu's sudden concern moved Kong Zhe very much.

Kong Zhe got out of bed, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, sat on the bed and smoked.

That wisp of blue smoke coming out of the cigarette butt. Floating towards the roof of the dormitory.

Kong Zhe took a closer look at the blue smoke.

Suddenly, he felt that the wisp of blue smoke had turned into a fairy, sitting opposite him, right in front of his eyes. Nima, the fairy of the past. Always smiling at him, as if tempting him.

Now Kong Zhe suddenly felt that there was really a fairy opposite him.

It's just that this fairy's eyes are not watery, but a hole in the dark, as if there are no eyeballs.

In that dark eyehole. A little blood-red spot shimmered. Kong Zhe blinked vigorously, then opened them and looked towards the wisp of blue smoke.

There was nothing, only a wisp of blue smoke drifting towards the roof.

Could it be that I was distracted? Every time I smoke, I imagine that there is a fairy smiling at him. He also gave the fairy a beautiful name, called the Blue Face Fairy, and was his own Blue Face confidant. However, the blue-faced fairy does not exist.

Kong Zhe suddenly realized that he was indeed too tired in the past two days. Cause some hallucinations, delusions. Just now, I dreamed that Yin Han, that little bitch, was going to murder her husband. I almost strangled myself to death.

I remembered that in the dream just now, I couldn't find my silver pen in life or death.

Kong Zhe subconsciously touched into his pocket. Fortunately, the silver pen was still there, so I took it out and played with it.

This silver pen is very delicate, and it is the first time he has studied it in such detail.

On the silver and shiny barrel, the big swastika gives people a particularly mysterious feeling. What's even more peculiar is that the hairy head of the silver pen is always so new. It's like it's never been used. It's been 300 years.

Kong Zhe has also used it a few times, but it is really strange that it does not stick to the pigment.

After playing with the silver pen for a while, Kong Zhe put the silver pen away, raised his head suddenly, and suddenly saw that opposite him, the gray and foggy eyes just now appeared again.

Kong Zhe rubbed his eyes vigorously, then widened his eyes and looked to the other side. Nothing.

It's just that a painting posted on Qi Kai's wall, a half-naked painting of Teacher Cang, is smiling at him.

This Qi Kai is really good at doing it, and he is drunk when he looks at Mr. Cang's half-naked paintings every day.

No wonder I heard him squirming every night.

After making sure that there was nothing abnormal, Kong Zhe looked out the window.

It was already getting dark, and the lights were turning on in the dormitory opposite. Kong Zhe picked up the glass of water that Wang Liang Baiyu poured for him again, and drank it all in one go, which was extremely refreshing.

As soon as he put down the water glass, Lao Hua shouted again.

It was Zhang Shuang's little girl who called: "Senior brother, where are you?" ”

"I'm in the dorm."

"You'll be half an hour later, and you'll be at Morse's Cafe. I'm waiting for you at the door of Morse's Cafe. ”

"Okay."

Morse Cafe, the name sounds scary, with both Morse code and Sherlock Holmes feel.

Wang Liang Baiyu stopped what he was doing, came over and asked, "What, I have an appointment tonight!" Did you make an appointment with a little sister? ”

"Your brain is open enough, it's the little junior sister who made an appointment with a customer to make bare oil. I made an appointment to meet tonight. ”

"Painter Kong, what is bare oil?"

"Naked oil, if you say it, you'll be hungry, it's a nude oil painting."

Wang Liang Baiyuyu's eyes turned green in an instant, like a wolf's eyes in the dark night.

"Nude oil paintings, when you paint, is the owner wearing clothes, or is he stripped naked by you?"

Kong Zhe didn't answer him immediately, but just smiled at him, and that smile was full of obscenity.

Then, he slowly said to Wang Liang Baiyu: "Guess? ”

This can make Wang Liang Baiyu anxious. "Guess what, just say it and it's over, and don't sell it."

"Nude oil painting, you use your pig brain to think about it, should you paint it with your clothes on, or should you paint it naked?"

Wang Liang Baiyu seems to have figured it out. stopped asking Kong Zhe, but kept muttering: "Fuck, I knew that there was such a good thing, and I would have gone to learn to paint a long time ago, hey, painter Kong, you don't need to start there." Why don't I be your deputy tonight and help you out. By the way, how about a few glances and a little oil and water? ”

Kong Zhe smiled, then picked up the basin, whistled, and walked towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, I hurriedly washed my face, then made a basin of water, rinsed my feet, and then returned to the dormitory.

When I returned to the dormitory, I saw Wang Liang Baiyu, who was still there for the bare oil.

Kong Zhe said: "What? Why don't you do it for me? By the way, let you see what it looks like to be a naked beauty. ”

Wang Liang Baiyu shook his head with wooden eyes: "Whose is it, whose is it?" It's useless to think about it. Lao Tzu is thorough. Let's go, don't bother me here, when I see you, I think of the word bare oil. When I think of the word naked oil, I feel as if I see a naked beautiful model, standing in front of me, with a seductive light in her eyes, seducing my heart and making me feel uneasy, and I can't do anything more. No, I'm going to have to smoke a cigarette and settle my mind. ”

As he spoke, he stepped over to his drawer. Take those cigarettes out of the drawer, light one and smoke it. ”

Confucius packed up and prepared to go out. Before leaving, he happily snapped his fingers at Wang Liang Baiyu, who was knocking on the keyboard with his head down.

Then he said, "Mobile game king, you should also rest." Go out for a walk, maybe have an affair or something. ”

"I'm going to fuck you, don't keep harassing me with such glamorous words, and make me lose my soul."

"Hey, hey." Kong Zhe snapped his fingers again, and then walked downstairs.

Morse Cafe.

Got out of the taxi.

Kong Zhe saw that Zhang Shuang's little girl was standing at the door of the café and kept looking around.

Today, Zhang Shuang is dressed up extraordinarily charming, as if he has made an appointment to sell.

Kong Zhe arrived at the door.

Zhang Shuang led Kong Zhe directly into a private room.

This private room has five or six square meters. I saw a young woman about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with dyed and permed blonde hair, which matched her snow-white face very well, and her melon seed face was full of nobility.

Twin peaks loom under the gauze cover, but the beige bra covers it, and you don't get too hot.

The young woman was sitting on a large sofa and playing with her mobile phone there.

When he saw them come in, he immediately got up from the couch. Very noble and elegant, he smiled at Kong Zhe and Zhang Shuang: "Coming?" ”。

The voice was as crisp as a pearl, and there was no lack of femininity.

Zhang Shuang introduced: "Mr. Li, this is my senior brother Kong Zhe. You've seen his work before, and he's the best in the business. Our guru said that in the future, he will be a master in this field. If you have any requirements, just tell him. ”

Kong Zhe looked at Mr. Li, Kong Zhe swept around Mr. Li's face with sharp and cold eyes, and finally stared at Mr. Li's eyes tightly.

A trace of shyness suddenly flashed on Mr. Li's face, and a strand of hair on his chest rose and fell with her heartbeat.