fringe artist

Chapter 312. 310. The Last Curtain
On the roaring plane, Chen Li'an was wearing noise-canceling headphones, watching the Tokyo Tower getting closer, and couldn't help stroking the explosive device with his palm.

It would be nice if this was a real bomb, what a pity.
Jiang Wen seemed to see what Chen Li'an was thinking, and couldn't help saying loudly: "You are anti-war, why do you really want to become a war madman!"

"This is the blood of the Chinese people, and it's beyond my control!" Chen Li'an replied loudly, then looked at Jiang Wen and said, "Just say whether you want to explode or not!"

"Think!" Jiang Wen couldn't help but yelled, then looked at Chen Li'an and said, "You let me blow it up later! I feel itchy when I look at it!"

"Then you are itching!" Chen Li'an would not give Jiang Wen this chance, go play while you play!
At this time, under the Tokyo Tower, many people who came to play suddenly found that many people suddenly appeared, and they were all looking up at the sky.

Unknown tourists also looked up at Tokyo Tower, trying to see what they were looking at.

A tourist squinted to see a dark spot in the sky getting closer, and when it got a little closer, it turned out to be a helicopter.

But why are there two things like bombs hanging under the helicopter?

At this time, many people saw the helicopter, and everyone was talking about me. Why would a helicopter come over? Is it because the American Big Ice is acting?

But how to go straight to Tokyo Tower?

The helicopter whizzed and swooped towards Tokyo Tower. Everyone looked up at the helicopter, not understanding what the sudden appearance of the helicopter was going to do.

But when the helicopter got closer and closer, everyone saw the bomb hanging under the helicopter, and suddenly a bad feeling rose in their hearts.

Why is it flying lower and lower towards us?
It can't be an air strike, can it?Isn't the big ice in the United States protecting us?Shouldn't this kind of thing happen?

While everyone was still in doubt, the helicopter also flew around the Tokyo Tower. Chen Li'an looked at the Tokyo Tower below and the dense crowd on the ground, and suddenly pressed the controller in his hand.

The bomb loaded under the helicopter fell instantly.

"bomb!!!!"

Tourists with good eyesight suddenly yelled out in horror, and the scene that appeared in Ginza was repeated under Tokyo Tower.

Most of the tourists were running for their lives, only those who followed Chen Li'an stood there without moving, they all knew it was a fake, what were they running for?

You can see it most clearly when you stand here, maybe you really blew yourself up to death.

The two bombs roared and fell freely, getting closer and closer to the ground. Chen Li'an sat on the helicopter and looked at the position of the bombs. When the bombs were about to fall to a third of the Tokyo Tower, two bombs exploded. It exploded.

The huge roar immediately resounded around Tokyo Tower, and the tourists below subconsciously covered their heads to hide, even those who knew that this was Chen Li'an's art couldn't help but hide for a while.

This is human instinct, not that you will not be afraid if you know what it is.

Two bombs exploded in mid-air, and the smoke from the explosion suddenly dispersed under the kinetic energy of the flame's instantaneous expansion, forming a pink cloud that surrounded the upper half of Tokyo Tower.

At this time, the Tokyo Tower seemed to have pierced through a layer of pink clouds, and the people at the bottom of the Tokyo Tower could not see the upper part of the tower when they raised their heads.

Chen Li'an on the helicopter sighed contentedly and somewhat unsatisfactorily, and gradually moved away on the plane, leaving only a gradually blurred shadow to the pedestrians below.

Five of them have been completed, and there is still the last one left to be completed. Chen Li'an glanced at the time, and it was more than an hour before the agreed time.

Chen Li'an turned to look at Jiang Wen and said, "Do you want to try the last one later?"

"Aren't there only five devices? Are you ready to use them?" Jiang Wen asked curiously.

Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "No more, I'll just be a passer-by."

Jiang Wen didn't care what Chen Li'an was thinking, and said excitedly: "Okay, that's what you said! I can't fucking hold it anymore!"

Seeing Jiang Wen's excited look, Chen Li'an smiled and said nothing. After the helicopter landed, he got in the car and rushed towards Shinjuku.

Fujiwara Norika in the car handed over a bottle of water, looked at Chen Li'an's tired expression, and couldn't help saying, "Come on, there's one last one and it's over."

Chen Li'an looked at Fujiwara Norika and said, "I want to sleep for a while, call me when we arrive."

"Okay." Fujiwara Norika looked at Chen Li'an who was lying sideways on her lap, and gently rubbed his temples.

More than half an hour later, the car arrived in Shinjuku. Before Fujiwara Norika woke up Chen Li'an, the car door was opened by Jiang Wen from the outside.

Jiang Wen carried a camera and took a picture of Chen Li'an sleeping on Fujiwara Norika's lap, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

Jiang Wen's eyes were a little envious, Chen Li'an was sleeping with a Japanese girl, and he was still blowing up in Tokyo, he really came back to attack, right?
To avenge or to occupy!
Fujiwara Norika glanced at the camera in Jiang Wen's hand and didn't care. She gently shook Chen Li'an awake, and said softly, "Mr. Li'an, wake up, we are here."

Chen Li'an opened his eyes in a daze, sat up and rubbed his temples, saw Jiang Wen taking pictures outside the car, covered the camera with his hand, and closed the car door again.

Pat clap clap!You can shoot anything!You wait for me to return home!I must go to China Opera to talk to Zhou Yun about art!
After Chen Li'an closed the car door, he glanced at the time and there was still nearly an hour left, so he didn't rush out.

Turning to look at Fujiwara Norika and said: "I'll sleep for a while, call me in half an hour."

"Okay." Fujiwara Norika quickly stretched her legs forward.

Chen Li'an lay on his side, feeling Fujiwara Norika's elastic thighs and the smoothness of the black silk, he moved his head comfortably and fell asleep.

Jiang Wen outside the car couldn't help cursing. When he saw Bai Qing and Cai Guoqiang coming, he ran over and excitedly told them that he would replace Chen Li'an later.

Bai Qing and Cai Guoqiang didn't have any objections, they were all the same, anyway, they were just instrumental participants.

Time passed continuously, night fell slowly, everyone was waiting for Chen Li'an to appear, even though they were very anxious, no one opened the car door to urge Chen Li'an.

They were all waiting quietly, watching the streets of Shinjuku lit up with gorgeous neon lights, and countless boys and girls began to haunt the streets.

The famous red light district in Tokyo, the lights are feasting, the lights are lively and fragrant
But now this group of people are not interested in these things, they can have fun at any time, but Chen Li'an's art is only this time, it would be a pity if they missed it.

However, Jiang Wen was very interested. He took a camera to shoot the street of the human brain, thinking of putting it in the documentary in the later stage to make a comparison.

With 15 minutes left, Fujiwara Norika woke up Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an opened his eyes, sat up and yawned comfortably, looked at Fujiwara Norika and asked, "Is it time?"

"Well, they're all waiting for you."

Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced outside the car, Jingdo Cunji and Bai Qing were all waiting quietly.

Fujiwara Norika helped Chen Li'an tidy up his clothes, and watched him open the car door and get out of the car with admiration in his eyes.

After getting off the car, Chen Li'an looked at them silently, closed the car door casually, and walked towards the busiest street in Shinjuku.

In the middle of the street, a huge installation has been set up, Chen Li'an looked at Bai Qing and the others and asked, "Is everything ready?"

"Ready, I have checked several times." Cai Guoqiang said proactively.

Chen Li'an nodded, turned to look at the excited Jiang Wen and said, "Give me the camera, you can join them."

"Okay, I can't fucking hold it anymore!" Jiang Wen immediately handed the camera to Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an took over the camera. This time he changed from a performer to a recorder. When this grand art performance finally ended, he got off the stage.

Chen Li'an, who was carrying the camera, became very calm at this time, and he also wanted to stand on the sidelines to see what kind of feelings his art would bring to people.

Although there are a lot of selfishness in it this time, it is not a casual joke. It is time to examine this work.

Chen Li'an stood by the street with a camera, watching Jiang Wen through the lens and they lifted the curtain, exposing a circle of Gatling machine guns to everyone's sight.

Although it is pink, but the ferocious shape is still full of oppression.

Pedestrians on this street were notified when they came in that there would be an art performance here. They were quite excited at first, but seeing so many Gatlings, they couldn't help but shudder.

Jiang Wen didn't have any fear, but excitedly ran behind a machine gun, waiting for the start.

Several other people also stood behind the machine gun, looked at each other and pressed the trigger at the same time.

The cold metal barrel spun instantly, and the pedestrians around saw the barrel of the machine gun twirling quickly before they could react.

A series of special paintballs were fired continuously, shooting towards the surrounding pedestrians.

It has been informed that there will be an art performance tonight, and it is a busy day in Tokyo today, so the pedestrians are not too panicked.

Just looking at the rotating barrel still couldn't help but feel scared, especially when the egg hit their own red paint and exploded instantly, the instinctive reaction of the brain still made them stunned for a while.

Some nervous pedestrians couldn't help but screamed out of fear.

Bullets shot out continuously, some hit pedestrians, some hit buildings, leaving red marks on the wall.

Chen Li'an looked at this scene with some regrets. If Jiang Wen were to wear a sailor suit and grow a big beard, it would definitely become a classic!
Chen Li'an turned the camera to the surrounding pedestrians, some of them seemed to be in a state of sluggishness, some couldn't help being afraid, and some excitedly shouted at Jiang Wen and the others, as if enjoying the feeling of being hit.

Chen Li'an looked at the pedestrians with different expressions, without any surprises in his heart. After a day of spreading, the curtain ending at night would no longer be as scary as it was in the morning.

It is estimated that many people regarded the final performance as a carnival.

Chen Li'an looked at them and felt that this work was really complete at this moment. Some people, what an ironic scene.

If real bullets were fired instead of special paintballs, would anyone still be standing on the street now?
But at this time, the red paint has dyed the surrounding pedestrians and streets red, and it really feels like blood is flying.

Some people watched this scene and unconsciously thought that if this is true, it must be a tragedy of purgatory on earth.

There are also many young people who feel nothing, enjoying the joy numbly, shouting and dancing in the hail of bullets.

Fear of fear, excitement and numbness, very strong contrast.

Originally, many artists who followed thought that Chen Li'an's last performance was very dull, without the excitement of the previous performances during the day, but after seeing this scene, they realized that the last performance was the most important.

Everything during the day is superimposed here at the end, resulting in a qualitative change.

Chen Li'an's art not only makes people see the fear of war, but also makes people see the numbness of human beings.

"It's so good, so ironic, I hope that the bullets fired today will hit their numb hearts someday in the future and wake up their numb hearts."

Ido Cunji couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and turned to look at Chen Li'an who was filming on the side of the street.

Chen Li'an silently recorded these images, until the barrel of the machine gun slowly stopped, then put down the camera in his hand and turned to leave here.

Let Ido Cunji and the others do the finishing work, since I have already completed my own work.

It's time to go and rest.

Fujiwara Norika, who has been paying attention to Chen Li'an all the time, saw Chen Li'an walking out of the crowd and immediately walked over, looked at him and said, "Do you want to go back to rest now?"

Chen Li'an nodded and said, "I'm a little tired, let's go home."

Fujiwara Norika accompanied Chen Li'an in the car and left. The bustle and carnival in Shinjuku had nothing to do with them.

More than half an hour later, in the hot spring in the courtyard, Chen Li'an soaked in the hot spring tiredly, looking at the night sky with his head empty.

After finishing this large-scale performance art, Chen Li'an felt that his brain had been squeezed dry, and there was no "artistic cell" in his mind.

The brain that has lost art will naturally be occupied by other things. Chen Li'an put a wet towel on his face, waiting for the hot spring girl general and Tang girl to come.

At this time, the hot spring female general had just taken care of her daughter to sleep, and ran to the next room to see Ms. Tang Nu Fujiwara Norika who had already changed her clothes. She dodged her eyes shyly, picked up the kimono silently and began to change clothes.

Fujiwara Norika looked at Liu Xiaoli changing clothes, and couldn't help showing appreciation and envy in her eyes, she has such a good figure, no wonder she could become Chen Li'an's lover.

Fujiwara Norika's eyes made Liu Xiaoli a little embarrassed, after quickly changing her clothes, she looked at her and said, "I've changed, hurry up and go to work."

Hearing the word work, Fujiwara Norika couldn't help laughing, feeling that Liu Xiaoli has been deeply involved in the play, and she is more dedicated than herself as an artist.

Fujiwara Norika looked at Liu Xiaoli who entered the play, thinking in her heart that she couldn't be compared, she quickly adjusted her posture, stood up and bowed her legs and said, "Okay, my lady general."

"Let's go, the guests should be waiting anxiously."

"I will definitely serve the guests well."

"It's us, today's guests are very important, Ji Xiang has to work harder."

"Yes, Lady General, I'm really sorry that Lady General has to go out in person!"

"I am very willing to serve this lord, Ji Xiang, let's work hard together!"

(End of this chapter)