June is our farewell song

Chapter 8

"What... is this painting?"

Gu Yuan thought to himself that he was one of the more imaginative group among his peers, but after looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't understand the meaning of this paint-only painting.

He looked at Feng Ziqiu next to him, and found that this guy was also in a daze.

"It's hard to say what it is. You have to ask Li Ran to find out. But, according to my guess, it may be a pool of blood." Chen Ge took a sip of the coffee in the mug unhurriedly, Said very scary words calmly, "Ms. Liu Chang was quite frightened when she saw this painting. As a new teacher, she received such a strange painting for the homework of the first class, and she suffered a lot. .”

"Blood?" Gu Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then moved the drawing paper to his nose, smelled a pungent chemical smell, and coughed twice involuntarily.

"Gu Yuan, I told you yesterday that you are too impatient." Chen Ge smiled lightly, "Of course it doesn't mean that this painting is made with blood, but that Li Ran painted a puddle of blood. "

"Drawing a puddle of blood? But isn't this a self-portrait?" Feng Ziqiu's eyes showed doubts, "Could it be that, in Li Ran's eyes, he himself is a puddle of dried blood? Why? There is Any other meaning?"

"Well, I don't know. If you want to know about this, you can take this painting and ask Teacher Liu Chang. Her office is on the third floor of the art building, near the corner of the poplar tree. Remember to knock on the door before entering. It's a necessary courtesy. Don't just walk in like two robbers when you came to me."

"Mr. Chen, do you know anything? About Li Ran." Gu Yuan looked into Chen Ge's eyes, trying to catch something from the deep blackness, but it always felt a little bit off.

Chen Ge sat on the dark blue swivel chair and shook slightly, his nose resting on the mug, hot water vapor adhered to his glasses, forming a layer of reflective hoarfrost.

"I just have some guesses, and I'm going to find time to have a good chat with his mother. After all, guesses are just guesses. Spreading rumors to others before they become facts is an extremely irresponsible act. " Chen Ge gently waved his hands at the two of them, "The lunch break is still 35 minutes away, if you don't want to wait until the evening, you should hurry up."

Gu Yuan and Feng Ziqiu looked at each other, picked up the drawing paper, and went straight to the office of art teacher Liu Chang.

"Dong dong dong."

Before entering the door, I knocked on the door three times, and then, there was a sound of "please come in" like a silver bell from inside the room.

Gu Yuan pushed open the unlocked door, and there were four honeycomb-style office desks lined up in a long and narrow room of more than ten square meters, but only the front two desks were occupied, and the two desks from the aisle to the back row were by the window. The rest of the place was littered with assorted clutter.

The one who spoke just now was their music teacher Li Shiyu, wearing a long turquoise dress, with long black hair like a model in a shampoo advertisement, and a young teacher who just graduated from university.

In the pile of debris near Teacher Li Shiyu, besides a box of snacks, a pot of half-dead spider plants and a pot of narcissus, trumpets and drums from the drum team, there is also a half-red guitar and a Take the bass.

Gu Yuan took a little look at the guitar. Such a full-board electric guitar is relatively rare in high school. After all, there is no guitar course in the school, and even if there is, it will not teach electric guitar.

The strings look very bright and new, as if they have just been replaced. The body of the piano is a single piece. Looking at it from Gu Yuan's unprofessional eyes, it should be mahogany. This kind of wood has a very unique Texture and softer tone.

This violin is not cheap, one can cost tens of thousands, and generally only professional enthusiasts will buy it.

For example, band members.

Gu Yuan's gaze couldn't help flickering. Teacher Li Shiyu looks like a good girl, so could it be that she even worked in an electronic music team?

Looking at the spacious space for two people in front of him, Gu Yuan couldn't help sighing in his heart, the new teacher's environment is really good, especially when he thinks about the six male artists and teachers whose age ranges from 40 to 60 upstairs. The living environment of music teachers makes me feel a little pitiful for them.

"Gu Yuan, Feng Ziqiu? Why are you here? Aren't you going to eat at this time?" Li Shiyu looked curiously at these two big boys who looked very youthful in appearance.

Generally speaking, very few people come to the office of the art building to ask questions from teachers. Even if there are, most of them come to avoid the self-study class that must stay in the classroom. People like Gu Yuan and Feng Ziqiu are in the precious The ones that ran over during the lunch break are simply rare and precious animals.

"We are here to find Teacher Liu Chang." Feng Ziqiu said politely.

As soon as the words were finished, Gu Yuan saw Li Shiyu pouted slightly, then closed his eyes and took a big mouthful of the pudding milk tea in front of him, making a somewhat disappointed sound.

It can't be... Gu Yuan couldn't help feeling that the back of his head was getting hot.

"Huh? What can I do for you?"

Right in front of Gu Yuan and Feng Ziqiu, a young woman with short hair wearing black-rimmed glasses and a suit raised her head, but her eyes kept moving to the screen of the phone that was turned upside down on the table, as if pulled by an invisible thread Looking at her in general.

It could be seen that it was her professional ethics as a teacher that forced her to seriously prepare to answer his and Ziqiu's questions.

It's really not a good idea to disturb others during lunch break...

Although Gu Yuan thought so, he couldn't skip the question that should be asked. He glanced at Feng Ziqiu, who immediately took out Li Ran's drawing paper from his briefcase and handed it to Teacher Liu Chang.

"Teacher, do you still have any impression of this drawing paper?"

"Let me see... oh, it's this one, hey, didn't I give it to your homeroom teacher Chen Ge, why is it in your hands." Liu Chang's big eyes showed doubts, "You guys What do you want to do?"

"It was Teacher Chen Ge who asked us to come. He said that if he wanted to understand the meaning of this painting, he would come to you." Feng Ziqiu replied.

"So that's the case." Liu Chang nodded after listening.

"Ms. Liu, Mr. Chen Ge said that the painting is a pool of blood? Is that so?" Gu Yuan asked.

"Ah... Judging from the shape and color, I can't think of other possibilities." Liu Chang stretched out his hand and pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the small and straight bridge of the nose, "I thought it was a student's prank at first, after all, it's like you class……"

Gu Yuan felt that the second half of the sentence "Most of them are some strange students" had reached Liu Chang's mouth, but in the end she swallowed it back abruptly.

"But later, I took a closer look at the painting, and found that the red color is actually very layered." Speaking of his professional field of expertise, Liu Chang regained his spirit, as if he was a different person, "If you look carefully, you can Seeing traces of smudged circles, and there are some scattered red droplets, if you want to draw such a picture, you can't just paint it with a few strokes."

"This technique reminded me of the bloodstain painting method I learned when I was in school, so I found out my previous textbooks and compared them. It turned out that although the painting skills seemed clumsy and immature, it should be true. It’s really a puddle of blood.” Liu Chang turned up his phone and glanced at the screen, his face twisted, and then he turned off the screen and put it aside, “A 15-year-old kid can draw such a real puddle of blood. Bloodstains, and submitting it as a self-portrait assignment, it makes me feel..."

"A little scared?" Gu Yuan said.

"Hmm... that's not really true, I just think it's weird. If it's not a prank, why did you submit such a painting?" Liu Chang tilted his head and leaned on the back of the dark blue chair, "And the more I look at that The more Zhang Hua felt, the more lonely his spine felt, so I handed it over to Teacher Chen Ge."

"Chilling loneliness?"

"Yes." Liu Chang nodded, "I can't guarantee it, but I personally think that if that child can draw such a picture, he should have seen such a pool of blood."

"Have you ever seen such a pool of blood?"

"Well, but it's just what I think. I have also fed back this opinion to your head teacher, Mr. Chen Ge."

"Hmm..." Gu Yuan and Feng Ziqiu exchanged glances. This is probably what Teacher Chen Ge said, an unproven fact. "Okay, thank you teacher, let's say goodbye first."

Coming out of the office in the art building, Gu Yuan and Feng Ziqiu went straight to the classroom, but at the corner of the stairs on the fifth floor, Gu Yuan bumped into Qi Yu who was running down the stairs panting.

The foreheads of the two touched each other crisply, and Qi Yu fell into a squatting position, but Gu Yuan was not so lucky. This collision almost made him fall directly from the stairs. Fortunately, the handrail of the teaching building The quality was not bad, and Feng Ziqiu supported the back of his neck in time, so nothing happened.

"You're in such a hurry, where are you going?" Gu Yuan rubbed his forehead while stretching out his hand to Qi Yu who fell on the ground, and pulled her up from the ground, "It depends on the way, sister, you are very dangerous like this of."

"You guys came at the right time, hurry up, come with me, something big has happened!" Before Gu Yuan recovered, Qi Yu grabbed his wrist and ran downstairs. , but hesitated and gave up.

"What happened?" Gu Yuan asked after adjusting his body balance and running rhythm with a few small steps.

"Oh, it's Li Ran! He made a lot of chlorine gas in the storage room, and now there's no room for anyone in the classroom!"

(End of this chapter)