At night, Xiang Que and Chen Dong lived in a suite, and Wu Cheng arranged a luxurious big bed room for them in the hotel alone, but Chen Dong begged Xiang Que to live with him.
"Brother-in-law, look, this is a painting I painted, isn't it very meaningful" Chen Dong held a piece of A4 paper, holding a 2B pencil in his hand, and walked behind Xiang Que in a hurry.
Xiang Que stood in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at a large clearing in the distance under the dark night sky, where the artificial lake could be seen from this angle and position, but now he could only vaguely see a depression.
Chen Dong handed the paper to Xiang Que, and a Van Gogh's temperament spontaneously emerged.
Xiang Que glanced at the painting, and after looking at it for a long time, he recognized what it was, so he asked a little confused and puzzled: "What kind of artistic conception do you have, you painted a giraffe galloping on the grassland, maybe my literati breath is not strong enough?"
I don't understand it" Chen Dong's face suddenly turned red, and he held back for a long time before saying: "This is a goose running wild on the grass, and then it is the moon above, at this time the goose opened its wings, as if it wanted to take off into the air, which means that Chang'e is running to the moon, I plan to give this painting to Xiaozhuang, and compare her to."
Chang'e symbolizes freedom, not ······ What kind of eyes do you have, can you see a goose as a giraffe?
” At this time, Chen Dong was very devastated, he felt that what Xiang Que said just now was an insult to an artist, and the personal attack was very obvious.
Xiang Missing's finger pointed to the goose's neck a little tremblingly, and said: "I'm so grassy, whose goose's neck can be more than two meters long, this is not a moon, the neck is longer, the goose can take a bite of the moon in the sky as a moon cake" "I can't communicate with you, when I used to study abroad, the main focus was painting cultivation and art study, after returning to China, I originally planned to be an artist, but was rejected by Chen Sanjin, I can only be a rich second generation who messes around" Chen Dong sighed sadly sighed, he was so lonely, and he did have Van Gogh's depressed feeling.
Xiang Que patted him on the shoulder speechlessly and said: "Your father is right to do this, otherwise your paintings don't know how many people will have to make their eyes spicy" Chen Dong shook his head and sighed: "Real artists can only be recognized by the general public after death, we are just an inconspicuous drop of water in the sea before we are alive, it doesn't matter, anyway, I have money, I will paint and play if I have nothing to do, and when I die in a hundred years, these paintings will circulate sooner or later."
In the world, time will prove that I am a very artistic rich second generation" Xiang Que had no time to take care of an artist covered in the smell of copper, and he stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the depression in the distance.
At this time, the moon was on the branches, and it was already more than eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.
On the dry artificial lake, a thick, fierce aura suddenly rose and soared into the sky.
In the sky, the moonlight seemed to suddenly converge towards the depression, and the little moonlight converged into a line and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Xiang Que's brows furrowed tightly.
"Isn't that a good sign, it's all come to this?"
The next day, Xiang Que got up from the bed early in the morning, then threw down the artist who was still pouting his buttocks, walked out of the hotel, and went straight to the artificial lake.
For nearly a day, Xiang Que didn't go back to the hotel, he stayed in the depression all the time, no one could figure out what he was doing, Xiang Que was a bit like an idler walking around the corner, walking around the artificial lake again and again, or stopping in the middle of the depression.
When it was about to get dark, Xiang Que returned to the hotel.
When I came back, my face was tired, my eyes were red and swollen, and it was obviously not a good day.
Chen Dong swished over and said, "Brother-in-law, where have you been all day?"
” "Looking for me?"
Chen Dong hummed shyly, nodded and said, "Brother-in-law, do you think I am a match for Xiaozhuang?"
” "Then do you want to be Emperor Taiji, or do you want to be Dorgon?"
Xiang Que squinted his eyes and asked, "You really want to be green, this woman has a playful face, water-based poplar, is it appropriate?"
” Chen Dong was stunned, and then said, "Can you really see it?"
” "You better just be a rich second generation who can uncover the rules, don't talk about feelings" Xiang Que patted him on the shoulder, and then walked towards Wu Cheng, who came from a distance.
"Mr.
Xiang, everything you want is ready, it's in the car outside" Xiang Que said: "If you leave the things in the car, you don't have to worry about the rest, no one is allowed to approach the artificial lake from tonight, and the construction site next to it will not be constructed at night, and the crew will all stop working, simply put, these days."
All the staff in the film and television city are on vacation, and it would be best if they could be kicked out."
Wu Cheng frowned and said, "This loss is a bit too big, if we stop for a day······" Xiang Que directly interrupted him and said, "Hey, did you say that my family is missing this loss?"
” Wu Cheng was immediately suffocated by his words, and his perspective on the problem seemed to be a little off: "Okay, just do what you say" Xiang Que turned around and tugged on Chen Dong's neck and said, "Come with me, you drive" "Oh, brother-in-law, I still have to go to the hospital to see Xiaozhuang," Chen Dong said unhappily.
"Look at a fart, just take the money and smash it over, she can't just put you in a pleasant pose and let you be willful."
"It's not interesting to use money, it's too dirty" "The key thing is that people like you, you don't need money and want to pick up girls, it's too difficult, let alone filial piety, even a small palace woman may not be able to look down on you" "I'm an artist, I have a temperament" "Bang Dang" Xiang Que walked outside to a Passat and closed the car door.
After Chen Dong sat in, he asked helplessly, "Where are you going?"
” "To the northeast, the artificial lake I went to yesterday" Chen Dong suddenly shuddered and said, "That place is too evil, I'm afraid" "Remember, just with this jade pendant around your neck, even if you go to the Netherworld for a walk, you'll be fine, understand?"
A few minutes later, Xiang Que and Chen Dong walked out of the Passatri and moved everything in the car outside.
Black dog blood, each with a bucket of boy's urine, Xiang Que soaked one end of the three-foot red line in the dog's blood and the other in the boy's urine.
The big colorful rooster was tied to the side of the car with one leg on a leash.
Chen Dong looked nervously at Xiang Que who was busy there, and asked, "Brother-in-law, are you planning to open the altar?"
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