Chapter 0339 A Painting Called Sadness

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Henry Zhang, I want to reintroduce him here.

When I was in the orphanage, I learned painting from the old dean. The old dean was a realistic female painter who was good at figure sketching.

Henry Zhang learned the basics, but his level has always been average.

After going to college, he joined many clubs, including ancient poetry appreciation and painting. He had already used it in poetry, and now he is painting.

After graduating from college, Xiao Yang's painting skills were still average. But in the apocalypse, he saw so many apocalyptic landscapes that he suddenly awakened and became an apocalyptic realist painter. At least so far, his faction should be There is no second person. He does not paint anything else but the end of the world.

Under a particularly beautiful sunset, there were a lot of corpses.

A shirtless girl with tattered pants, tears in her eyes, and no clothes on her upper body was running forward desperately, as if something terrible was chasing her behind.

It's not shown in the painting.

However, the point of expression of the painting is not what she is chasing behind, but that she ran up a pile of corpses. Although some people died, more zombies were still alive. They raised their hands one after another, and one zombie's hand even grabbed He took off the girl's only remaining pants.

It is conceivable that if the girl's pants were pulled down by the zombies, then the girl would definitely not be able to escape, she would be trapped in a sea of ​​corpses, and eventually die.

And the ending shown in the painting should be like this.

The moral is very simple. In order to avoid danger, the girl fled into a certain death situation. This is the helplessness in the apocalypse, how sad!

Henry Zhang spent an entire afternoon painting.

But Xiaoyan didn't dare to move. She was like this when she was modeling for the scholar. She couldn't move at all. If she moved the scholar, he would get angry.

She still couldn’t understand what Henry Zhang said just now.

"Don't move, put you in the painting, the scenery is in my heart, and I will paint a sad picture!"

What does it mean to put oneself into the painting? The scene is in his heart.

Sketching is just sketching, why should we use scene painting?

After sitting for a long time, Xiaoyan began to look forward to it and wanted to know what kind of painting it was.

She actually observed Henry Zhang carefully.

He is really different from his ex-boyfriend. For example, painting is very different.

When her ex-boyfriend was painting, she would always direct her, telling her what movements, postures, smiles, and facial expressions she should make, which was really uncomfortable.

Henry Zhang was different, just telling her - don't move!

You should always look at yourself when sketching your ex-boyfriend.

However, Henry Zhang looked up and saw that he had been painting.

This gave Xiaoyan a chance to visit him.

He was really busy writing and constantly changing colors. Did he have so many colors on his body? Could it be that what he painted was abstract painting? .

She thought of the picture of a chicken pecking at rice, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't move! Keep that smile!"

Xiaoyan was depressed. She didn't smile very clearly and was caught. It's really annoying. Does he like people not to move?

When she thought of this, the adult and imaginative girl blushed slightly, and she thought of another word, no.

do not move?

don't want?

They seem to match well. Are they synonyms?

Xiaoyan, whose brain was a little short-circuited, couldn't react.

She simply didn’t think about it and just peeked at Henry Zhang.

This is a boy who is quiet and handsome. He is quite similar to his ex-boyfriend in this regard, but the Henry Zhang in front of him seems to be more temperamental.

Yes, the temperaments are different, the ex-boyfriend is the literary type, and Henry Zhang...

Xiaoyan thought about it for a long time but couldn't describe it, and finally thought of Henry Zhang's poem.

I come gently,

Carrying a big knife,

Yes, when he painted, he was as powerful as a knife. It seemed that he was not painting, but killing! All the people in the world are under his pen. His pen is full of vitality, but his pen can also be completely wiped out!

Xiaoyan blushed again, feeling that her evaluation of Henry Zhang was too high, and she almost sent him to the sky.

"alright!"

Henry Zhang suddenly spoke up.

"Did you finish the painting?"

"kindness."

Xiaoyan was a little surprised. It felt like she had been painting for a long time, and now that it was over, she felt a little inexplicable loss in her heart. She couldn't figure it out.

"That...you're so annoying."

"Why do I hate it again?"

"You don't even tell others when you paint."

"I told you, don't move!"

"Don't move even if you tell me?"

Xiaoyan was very angry, Henry Zhang smiled and said:

"Then you are really obedient. If I tell you not to move, you will stay still."

"I...I have a good temper."

Well, maybe Huang Qizhen is indeed a girl with a good personality, and Henry Zhang can still understand it.

"You will be called Huang Xiaoyan from now on. This name is suitable for a girl with a good temper. Huang Qizhen is not nice. It sounds a bit like a boy's name, and it doesn't sound like a good-tempered girl."

"I want you to take care of it! Show me the painting you drew. Are you making me look ugly?"

While talking, Xiaoyan ran over, and at first glance, her face was so hot that she almost felt cooked.

"Why did you paint me without any clothes? You... are shameless!"

"Art, the heroine doesn't even wear clothes."

Of course Xiao Yang's words did not satisfy Xiaoyan, but she looked carefully and her mood gradually calmed down. The painting was so good! A hundred times better than her ex-boyfriend!

In terms of painting skills, it can't be compared.

The ex-boyfriend was just copying, but Henry Zhang was obviously creating.

Not only are the paintings good, they also have artistic conception.

Although she can't see what the danger is, the girl in her own image has climbed into a pile of zombies in order to escape. She will definitely die, but her focus is not on her feet, but on looking at the crisis from behind. What is it? She must be extremely scared. , making her even brave enough not to be afraid of death!

Oh my God!

desolate!

Just right, such a high artistic conception, Henry Zhang is really awesome.

Hey, just now he told himself not to move and said to keep smiling.

There was no smile on the girl's face at this moment, only fear. 33

So why let yourself laugh?

Xiaoyan thought seriously, then her eyes widened.

Eye!

There is a smile in the girl's eyes!

There was fear on her face, why were her eyes smiling? It was such a weird picture, Xiaoyan couldn't understand it, and it took her a long time to figure it out.

Yes, she was so frightened that she was no longer afraid of death. Her spirit was not normal anymore, so the smile in her eyes was the expression of her fear!

Or maybe she just thought of hope and imagined that she could survive this crisis, so she smiled, but she didn't laugh yet, she just had a smile in her eyes, because she also knew that hope was slim and did not dare to laugh.

Or maybe she was laughing at her own desolation!

Yes, this simple but relevant question really brings the girl to life. It doesn’t matter whether she wears clothes or not. If you can understand the meaning of the painting, you will obviously understand that the girl without clothes can be better than the girl with clothes. Better to express sadness.

Fear makes her unable to even care about shame. Isn't this sad?

Beside, Henry Zhang looked at her and smiled:

"How about it, little sister, can you understand the paintings I drew?"

Xiaoyan raised her head, seemed a little excited, and told Henry Zhang all her thoughts like a machine gun.

Henry Zhang was also stunned.

"You...are actually my soulmate..."

Some people died, but not completely...