"The first color sub-painting by the famous genius designer Sakura Koji Caihua was sold for $5.1 billion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A piece of news on TV attracted the talent on the sofa, "My ....... Color paintings? Xiao Caihua raised her white finger and pointed at her face, and the next second the TV was already turned into a black screen.

"Teacher?" Cai Hua looked at the remote control on the side, but his face became very ugly.

"It's nothing, it's probably just a fake." Alba gently stroked Caihua's head, but the smile on her face became very far-fetched. "It's really disgusting, it's pretending to be you, isn't it?"

"Oh........." Caihua slowly lowered his head and continued to hold the biscuit in his hand.

"Hey........" Alba sighed helplessly, put down the remote control in his hand, and picked up the mobile phone on the side. The face also became more ugly, and it can be seen on the screen of the mobile phone.

Sakura Koji Caihua's first color painting was auctioned. It's on the front page of all the pages, which means that the matter can't be covered up at all. And when I clicked on those pages, I saw the ......... written by Caihua

'The funeral song of Ming and Red. ’

"Ying Xiaolu's first painting 'The Funeral Song of Ming and Red' was auctioned by a wealthy businessman in China for 5.1 billion US dollars and has been placed in the XX Art Museum of China."

"Sakura Koji is a genius designer? Or a genius painter? ”

"Sakura Koji's first painting is hailed as the only painting with a soul in this century."

A series of news lines were lined up, each of which made Alba feel a sense of tightness in his heart. There is no one who does not want his disciples to be able to attain such an extraordinary honor.

But there is something that lies beneath this series of honors that none of them can comprehend, because this painting is.............

A painting of madness and killing.

.......................

"No way, I .........," Caihua's eyes widened in disbelief what he was hearing, "I would never have painted such a crazy painting." ”

"Why, then, was your name named the only person in the world who could paint a painting with a soul at the age of eight? You should just be a costume designer, and even if you draw it, it should be just an ordinary character sketch or sketch. ”

"So........ Why do you deserve this title? Xiaohong slowly walked in front of Caihua, and lightly tapped her finger on Caihua's forehead, "Because you are the one who painted us, and the painting with a soul represents you in your heart......."

"Crazy us. Others call us Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong, but our last name will only be Sakura Xiaolu. Xiaohong's pretty little face gently rubbed Caihua's face. Father~"

"That ............"

"What's the matter, Father?" Xiaohong looked at Caihua next to her, "That'......... That painting, now........ Where is it. Caihua's hands clenched and he slowly raised his head and looked at them..............

"Right in ........."

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"..........................." Caihua looked at the painting in front of him, and his expression was completely sluggish.

Familiarity is the first feeling that brings to Caihua, and then there is madness, utter madness, and this painting is not so much painted by a genius painter. Otherwise, it was painted by a mad painter.

Just looking at it, there is a feeling of wanting to destroy people's hearts, which is not so much a soul, but a painting that already contains the crazy emotions in the painter's heart.

"This painting ............." Caihua slowly stretched out his hand, and could clearly see that there was indeed a name written directly below, written in Chinese, 'Sakura Xiaolu Caihua'.

"My name .........," Cai Hua looked at it, "this one is really........... Is it the funeral song I composed? ”

Stumps and corpses, blood and internal organs, filled with everything that made everyone sick. A scene based on the Impossible Zone, a little boy and a little girl hold hands and look at the distant sunset.

"That's right, this is the first color painting you made when you were eight years old, and the only one in the world that Sakura Koji Caihua made........... Color figure painting. Xiao Ming looked at the painting above.

"And this painting, my mother is the first person in the world to see it."

"Mother?" Cai Hua turned his head to look at Xiao Hong behind him, while Chaoyang's little face on the other side was completely red.

"Didn't I say that? This is what you want to paint, and it is your mother who will make you decide to paint it. This painting is the first time you have met............. It's your first meeting. ”

Xiaohong looked at the painting in front of her, "Our existence is depicted by you, and the reason why you can paint is all because of ........ Mother, Oh. ”

"Me and Chaoyang........... The first time we met......... "Cai Hua turned his head to look at the painting, his pupils gradually contracted, severed limbs, corpses, and two small children. Memories of the Unable Area..........

Oh, yes! The first time I met Chaoyang was in the lawless area, and those corpses were undoubtedly the corpses of those criminals. And that crazy breath is naturally not groundless.

Caihua will never forget the feeling of being angry for the first time, and the first time he killed someone without any guilt. That feeling......... It's like a new life. And it's because of this time that it's ...........

I met Chaoyang, and this painting is undoubtedly the first time between myself and Chaoyang..... Meet.

".............." Caihua's hand pressed on the painting, and a trace of pain appeared in his head. It was as if he had been stabbed in the head by countless needles.

"This young lady....... This painting ......." (To be continued.) )