For three consecutive nights, Kong Zhe heard the sound of a woman calling for the bed in the mural room.

The sounds are different every night, but the common denominator is youth and a desire to conquer all men.

Kong Zhe wanted to see what kind of woman she looked like, and when she didn't have a bed, she was still screaming deliciously and drunk.

However, he had never seen a woman come out of the studio.

Could it be that the boss transformed the studio and set up a back door to hide people's eyes? After the whole is finished, the woman quietly hides?

His curiosity led him to decide to find out, and maybe he could take advantage of the fire and shoot a cannon, but he found nothing.

Could it be that the corpse will be destroyed when it is done? That's impossible! The boss of the mural room is polite, not like a perverted murderer, and thinks too much. Excluded the boss, then his students.

His student Liu Huai doesn't seem to have the temperament of a murderer, it's not that he underestimates him, he doesn't have the courage to kill, don't look at riding on a woman, he really wants to see blood, more than anyone else.

A rich second generation who only has flirting, sisters, appointments, and cannons in his mind, as long as he sees a woman, his eyes will shine, and the green one is like a wolf's eyes, and he is free from a lewd stick.

He was reluctant to kill such young women, and would only bring them to death.

Kong Zhe felt that his girlfriend Qu Hang was getting more and more disagreeable, and he had not been allowed to do it for more than ten days, and he was very angry when he saw him, but his face was indifferent and indifferent. The woman who used to be paralyzed at the touch of it doesn't know what is wrong now? The coldness is chilling.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally couldn't solve it.

Bear with me, when this picture of a lady is completed, the boss gives a subsidy and asks a student girl. Cool her all night.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer innocent loves, but there are more and more physiological orgasms that can be bought for a little silver, and I am not afraid that you will pretend to be forced.

Kong Zhe likes to smoke a cigarette before putting down his pen, and he feels comfortable when he looks at the blue smoke that rises like a fairy slowly rising to the sky smiling at him in front of him.

But today, the three yellow crane towers have been buried in the fire, and Kong Zhe still can't put pen to paper. The pen in his hand is like a sharp carving knife, scratching on the body of the lady's pink carving. The lady was dripping with blood and had tears in her eyes. Kong Zhe couldn't bear it.

It was already eleven o'clock, and the sound of bed calls in the mural room continued.

Kong Zhe's mood became more and more chaotic, and he vigorously snuffed out the burning half of the cigarette and stuffed it into the Coke bottle full of cigarette butts.

Kong Zhe picked up his mobile phone, this is an old Huawei, the simplest smart phone.

Calling, texting, QQ, and WeChat can all be done, but it's a little slow.

The slower and slower mobile phone has also tempered Kong Zhe's temperament, and he is no longer as anxious and restless as before.

Kong Zhe called his girlfriend Qu Hang, maybe she hasn't slept yet, maybe she will come out to accompany him, maybe tonight is another sleepless night......

Kong Zhe waited, Qu Hang's devilish figure appeared in front of him, and the tight and round double curve was really fascinating. There are also those long legs, which are smooth and delicate on the shoulders.

I waited a full minute for the call to connect, but I hung up instantly.

When Kong Zhe dialed it again, a middle-aged man's standard Mandarin came from his mobile phone, "The phone you dialed has been turned off, please dial again later." ”

Kong Zhe angrily threw Lao Hua next to the Coke bottle, which was knocked over by the mobile phone that crossed it, and the cigarette butts in the bottle were scattered on the ground.

"Qu Hang of the dog day, more and more ignoring the existence of Lao Tzu, don't let me see it, if you see it, you will definitely fuck you and cry wolf." Kong Zhe was a little annoyed and angry.

Kong Zhe found a bottle of mineral water in the corner of the studio, unscrewed it and drank it, and went down most of the bottle in one sip, his dry throat did not relieve much, but his stomach was a little swollen.

Suddenly, Kong Zhe felt that he didn't want to do anything, and he tried his best to release his lazy desire.

Looking at the unfinished lady in a daze. It was a dignified and gentle beauty, and it would be nice if she could come out of the painting! Maybe this night will not be lonely anymore. But did she really come down and bear to do it herself?

Old Huawei rang suddenly, Kong Zhe hurriedly grabbed his mobile phone, and saw that it was the boss calling.

The thumping fiery heart suddenly cooled in half.

The boss's phone calls are almost the same, either urging work or rushing work.

It's eleven o'clock and you're still calling to urge, is this the rhythm of urging people to death?

Kong Zhe picked up the phone helplessly, and forced a smile in his tone, "Teacher Sun, you haven't slept yet?" ”

"I can't finish this job for a while, I can't sleep well for a while, you have to pay attention to the progress, if you really can't do it, work overtime, and work hard for a few days." Wait for a few more days, the exhibition party has been urging several times, I know that your brushwork is delicate, but you also have to pay attention to the progress. ”

"Well, I'm working overtime, teacher, rest assured, it will definitely be completed before the exhibition period, well, good night teacher."

Kong Zhe put down Lao Hua and his eyes fell on the lady's chest, what type of chest should he draw for her?

There was a young model before that was about the same size as the lady in the picture. The model allowed him to touch it, and said that all he could do was feel the shape, without thinking about it.

Kong Zhe hid that lustful idea very deeply, very deeply, where does the female model who dedicates herself to art know.

Thinking of the young model, Kong Zhe smiled and looked towards the door of the studio, as if the young model was standing behind the wooden door.

Suddenly, Kong Zhe saw a girl in a white dress, standing behind the wooden door. At first, there was a big smile on his face.

Then he changed, and most of his face was torn off, revealing purple-red flesh, and the blood slowly flowed down, crawling with white maggots, which kept coming out of his mouth and then into it.

One eyeball had fallen out, and only the eye nerve was still connected to the eyeball, swinging around. The other eyeball was shriveled and unfocused, like a moldy dried date.

The tongue licked around the bare gums, stained with donated blood and maggots.

Her mud-stained hair swayed around her chest, but her breasts were very marked, just right for this lady's picture.

Kong Zhe immediately broke out in a cold sweat, rubbed his eyes, and looked over again, there was nothing behind the wooden door.

Kong Zhe settled his mind, maybe he would hallucinate if he stayed up late, and when he finished this damn lady's picture, he would never stay up late again.

Kong Zhe picked up the paintbrush and dipped it lightly in the color, thinking about the female model in his heart, with a smile on his face, and the best in his mind.

Old Huawei called again.

Hell, I didn't have such a rush, I just put down the phone for a few minutes! Don't give people a chance to breathe?

Fuck, it turned out to be the damn Qu Hang: "Died just now?" Kong Zhe yelled angrily.

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "I died just now, and now I am alive again, called dead and alive." I almost messed up your phone just now, what's the matter with the call? ”

Kong Zhe bit his lower lip vigorously, and frowned his eyebrows to the middle: "Who are you dying with?" ”

The female voice on the phone was still very delicate: "You don't care who you follow, it's bigger than your size, it's not at the same level as you, it's really a good job." By the way, I'll tell you something serious, and our relationship will be over today. In the future, no matter whether you become a ghost or a god, you will never see each other, I wish you a group of wives and concubines. ”

Kong Zhe wanted to drop Lao Hua very much, but it was his own, so he didn't fall. The woman was already someone else's. He didn't know why he was suddenly so sensible, at that moment he admired himself deeply, and suddenly realized that he could do great things in the future.

Kong Zhe picked up the cigarette case of the Yellow Crane Tower, and there was only one cigarette left in it, so he took it out and lit it. He gripped the cigarette case with his right hand, clutching it into a shriveled pillar of paper, and he noticed that his hand was shaking a little and his jaw was trembling.

"Angry?"

A sweet female voice suddenly came from her ear, so that all men would instantly pull up the bolt when they heard it.

It's not like Qu Hang's stupidity at all.

Kong Zhe snuffed out the cigarette and listened carefully, for fear that the sound of the paper cigarette burning would interfere with his hearing.

It's a hallucination, an abominable hallucination, an illusion that falls into a well.

Kong Zhe still did not give up, and walked in front of the picture of the lady, who was still standing quietly in the painting, smiling, seducing people's souls.

"Damn it!" Kong Zhe scolded hatefully. He grabbed Lao Hua and looked at the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

In summer, the day dawns early.

It will be dawn in another hour or two, and there is no sleepiness, which makes that damn Qu Hang harmful, as well as the boss's phone.

"When, when" someone knocked on the door, and this time it was real.

Kong Zhe looked at Lao Hua again, thinking that he had just read a mistake, it was indeed three points. Who could it be so early?

The door opened, and a young girl in a white dress stood in the doorway. A white dress was blown by the wind, fluttering irregularly, occasionally showing his calves, pink and jade.

Kong Zhe's heart began to fluctuate, and his whole heart beat wildly at an unprecedented speed. A gentleman is not afraid of misfortune, and he is not happy with blessings.

Are you a gentleman? If you are not a gentleman, you have to be a hypocrite, so your face is full of peach blossoms: "You are ......"

The girl chuckled, and there was honey hidden in that smile: "I am a graduate student who has just been admitted this year, and I will enter in September, so I will come early to familiarize myself with the environment." ”

Kong Zhe looked the girl up and down, "You don't need a black light in the middle of the night to get familiar with the environment, right?" ”

Kong Zhe's words made the girl shy, she picked up the skirt and fiddled with the thread on the skirt vigorously: "People can't sleep when they change places." Can I go in and sit? ”

"Of course you can, I've been lonely all night, and I can only face that cold lady, but it's a pity that she doesn't have any spirituality, if you can ...... with me It's even better", Kong Zhe ruthlessly didn't say the word sex.

"You're also from the Fine Arts Department?"

"I like to draw, but I can't." The girl's voice was sweet and soft. Just like a mellow wine is drunk in the mouth, it should be drunk in the ear.

"Why?" Kong Zhe pointed to the plastic square stool next to him and motioned for the girl to sit down.

When the girl sat down, Kong Zhe found that she was holding a paintbrush in her hand, the barrel of the thumb was silver, and the other end was pointed and thin, much like an ancient weapon, which was intimidating.

"Because I'm color blind, but I want to make a boyfriend who can draw, give him a silver pen, and ask him to draw me the pictures of the ladies I like, and draw a lot." The girl whispered, as if to herself, as if to say, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." ”

Like, do you mean brushes, or people? Fuck, it's so direct, girls nowadays are really ...... But I like this one the most, hehe.

Kong Zhe took the silver brush, and the hair was still new. Kong Zhe dipped the color and drew it on the lady's chest.

As soon as the pen touched, the whole body of the lady in the painting immediately became ruddy, as if she was dressed in real silk clothes, but her chest was bleeding down, one drop, two drops, falling on the back of Kong Zhe's hand, cool. Kong Zhe was shocked and raised his head suddenly.

Kong Zhe looked up and saw that the lady's originally charming and delicate face had suddenly changed: her fluffy yellow hair was covered with mud, half of her face was skinless, revealing purple-black muscles, and her bare gums were covered with white worms, crawling up and down on half of her face.

Same as what I just saw behind the door.

Kong Zhe suddenly took a few steps back and threw the paintbrush to the ground in one fell swoop.

"What kind of pen are you?" Kong Zhe's heart was beating wildly again, cold sweat soaked his back, and his body took two steps back, almost falling.

"Hehehe!" Behind him, there was a silver bell-like laugh from the girl in white, "You have such a small heart! ”

Kong Zhe felt like he was being teased, and he was indignant in his heart, and he turned his head to stare at the girl.

The girl's smile was still like a flower, and she said very calmly, "What you saw just now is me." ”

Kong Zhe looked back at the picture of the lady again, at this moment, the lady had recovered her original appearance, but there was more melancholy in the corners of her eyes.