Medical staff carried Luo Hao away on a stretcher.

The assistant and another employee accompanied the car.

The ambulance was gone.

"Makes you smile."

Zhang Yao's face was ugly, this foreign ......

This time, Luo Hao's performance made her feel more disgusting than the previous cheating and misappropriation of funds, and she couldn't wait to dissolve her marriage with him immediately.

Ye Xiaofan was holding the painting not far away, his eyes solemn.

Flipping through and looking, including the psychic sense, I couldn't find anything unusual.

But Luo Hao's reaction, and the moment the situation happened, there was a faint breath that flashed away.

"How can this be, no matter what, paper is ordinary sketch paper, and pens are also ordinary brands that can be bought at will on the market."

Ye Xiaofan couldn't figure it out.

No matter how strong his physical fitness is, he is still in the realm of physical mortals.

No matter how magical the painting is, it is impossible to contain a strange effect.

"No, it has nothing to do with painting, don't worry about it, it's him who doesn't use it." Zhang Yao was categorical, "It's just that I didn't expect the nest to be so useless that a painting would be scared of epilepsy and incontinence."

"Pick a time, and I'll have a showdown with him for a divorce."

She couldn't take it anymore.

Ye Xiaofan carried the painting, who cared about other people's housework, "Maybe I have to take the painting back and observe it for a while." ”

"No! If you look at it again, can it still get out of it?

"Luo Hao was scared like this, which just shows that your painting is shocking enough.

"Let's not overthink it.

"This guy's body has long since died, although he didn't have epilepsy before, but it's hard to say about the disease, and the two things that happened together by accident can't show that they are cause and effect."

Zhang Yao couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly stepped forward and quickly opened the safe.

"Let's leave it there for now."

The eyes are facing each other.

Under Zhang Yao's firm gaze, Ye Xiaofan thought about it and put the painting in, "Maybe, but if there is something wrong with the painting, you have to contact me as soon as possible." ”

"Alright, it won't be haunted, don't worry."

Zhang Yao closed the safe and said with a chuckle: "It's not too early, let's go eat first, there is a Michelin restaurant opposite, which is very famous in the East China Sea."

"At this time, ordinary people may not be able to book a place, so I will contact the restaurant owner."

"Why don't you go and see how your husband is doing first?"

"I don't believe that he can still be scared to death by a painting, as long as he doesn't die, what makes the difference between going early and going late, I let Xiao An take care of him."

Zhang Yao didn't care, led the way in front, and greeted a group of employees.

……

At night, the stars are shining.

At night, the East China Sea is lit up with neon lights and is even more noisy.

After dinner, Zhang Yao arranged for Ye Xiaofan to stay in a five-star hotel opposite the Shuangzhu Tower.

After chatting a few words, Zhang Yao left in a hurry, going to the hospital to see the situation.

The suites are luxurious and spacious.

Ye Xiaofan has long been used to it, can a suite that is thousands of yuan bigger than a night?

He walked to the window, through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Directly in front of you is the dazzling and towering Twin Bead Tower.

With a total height of more than 400 meters and a total construction area of 100,000 square meters, it is one of the landmark buildings in the East China Sea.

A revolving restaurant above is operated by Lei Yuran's Chu Dynasty Catering.

There is also the Bai family's private chef.

The two are very famous in the East China Sea and are truly one of the best catering brands in China.

Like Ye Xiaofan and Bai Ling'er, there are only a few restaurants now, and they can't be on the table at all.

Ye Xiaofan pondered quietly and looked at the Shuangzhu Tower.

Early the next morning, I went to the Shuangzhu Pagoda with my painting bag.

Standing on the square for a long time, you can feel the grandeur of the buildings in front of you.

I paid the ticket again and followed a group of tourists into the Shuangzhu Pagoda for sightseeing.

When it was close to noon, Ye Xiaofan returned to the square, stood in front of the fountain pool on the southwest side, and took out his drawing board.

Paint quietly, and write like a god.

Take a look at the tall buildings from time to time.

Size proportions, architectural style angles, light and shadow details, etc. are at your fingertips.

The difficulty of painting the Twin Beads Tower is not high.

Ye Xiaofan was handy, although he did not stimulate the freedom technique, but he had a whim, and subconsciously blessed some of the spiritual connotations of the mountains and rivers he had mastered on the Shuangzhu Pagoda.

With the last stroke, it is like the finishing touch.

The double-bead pagoda with black and white light and shadow on the paper is majestic and grand, and there is a unique momentum of mountains and rivers, which is not possessed by the double-bead pagoda in reality.

"Is that okay?"

Ye Xiaofan muttered.

It's just a matter of freewheeling, merging some of the meanings of the north mountain at sunrise and sunset, as well as the blue wolf mountain.

I tried to imprint it into this painting, but I didn't expect it to work.

"There's a hint of abruptness, but ordinary people can't see it.

"Everything is just right, and the spirit of the Shuangzhu Pagoda itself is not far from the mountains and rivers, so it is not so disobedient.

"If it is an animal or a human being, giving this kind of meaning is not realistic, it is too contrary to harmony, and it will be self-defeating."

Ye Xiaofan is in a good mood, and this trick can bring many of his ordinary works to the next level.

Taking advantage of the boom, Ye Xiaofan did not stop writing, depicting the Double Bead Pagoda from other angles, from the bottom to the top of the upward view, from the top to the bottom of the bird's eye view and from the top to the bottom of the view.

When Ye Xiaofan stopped writing.

"Awesome!"

An exclamation was accompanied by applause, which made Ye Xiaofan frown.

When you are concentrating, you are suddenly shouted behind your back, and everyone will be irritable.

He turned his head to see that the old man and the young man were very close to each other, half a meter away.

It is the old man who makes the voice,

The old man with a red face is in good spirits, and he usually pays attention to health preservation at first glance.

When Ye Xiaofan was engrossed in painting, people who passed by him would subconsciously take a look at it and be amazed.

But they are often very interested or introverted, and they didn't come to disturb Ye Xiaofan.

Only the old man came over to stop and watch the painting.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it, I can't help it!"

The old man in the tunic explained embarrassedly, "From the time I saw the semi-finished product, I was very shocked and depressed for a long time. ”

Ye Xiaofan nodded, ready to put away the painting, and then left.

"Little brother, can you lend me a painting to admire?" The old man asked tentatively.

Ye Xiaofan naturally wouldn't be stingy, and handed out all the four paintings he had painted in the morning.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!

"It's unheard of for your age to master sketching to such a high level.

"These four paintings are imposing, each with its own subtle differences, which is called looking horizontally at the side of the ridge into a peak!

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a young man could have drawn a sketch of both form and spirit."

The old man exclaimed.

The young man beside him was also shocked, as if he was looking at a monster.

"You finished these four paintings in half a day?" He looked back and forth at the four paintings and made a judgment.

"Hmm."

Ye Xiaofan did not respond lightly, and it was actually completed within an hour and a half.

"Dare to ask the honorable name, which art academy was born, and which master is under it?" The old man was a little literate, his face was full of excitement, and his eyes seemed to have seen a rare treasure.

"Ye Xiaofan, sketching is only self-taught, neither graduated from an art academy, nor has he ever studied with a teacher. If nothing else, I'll have to go. ”

Ye Xiaofan shook his head and reached out to take the painting back.

"Wait a minute, let's find a place to sit down and talk about it." The old man moved his hands to the side, not to take it for himself, but to talk to Ye Xiaofan for a while.

"Mr. Ye, this is Ma Qianqiu, president of the East China Sea Art Association, who is currently ranked eighteenth among the masters of calligraphy and painting."

The young assistant observed the words and looks, and saw that Ye Xiaofan was impatient, so he hurriedly echoed and emphasized his identity.