Chapter 20 Ending Review
Gu Xing took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to curse, and said with a cold face, "That painting should imitate the style of Jackson Pollock. It deliberately painted a portrait to make people misunderstood. We, the more we know about some things, it may not be clear, but we should jump out and think."

Jiang Qingyue answered, "So, the program team wants to say that what we see on the surface is not the truth, but instead is trapped by the so-called rules?"

This time Gu Xing looked at her directly, and raised his eyebrows, "I thought you could only output, but I didn't expect you to have something in your mind."

Jiang Qingyue thought she was praising her, and immediately sat up straight, with a proud look on her face, "It's okay, I just finished third in the class casually before."

"Pfft." Song Yunhe suddenly sneered, put a fist in front of his mouth, and apologized to Jiang Qingyue, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, it's just that Qingyue was too naive and couldn't hold it back."

Jiang Qingyue looked at Gu Xing suddenly, with suspicion on her face, is this man thinking of ways to scold her again?

Gu Xing didn't expect that this person couldn't understand good words. What he wanted to say was that she would only spout nonsense. He didn't expect to use her brain. When she saw her looking over, she turned her face away as if nothing had happened, pretending to be something None of them look like.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Shumin smiled and changed the subject, "So you suspect that it's Teacher Song because of this, right?"

Gu Xing shook his head, "This is just a part. At first, I only saw the ninth painting, and the program team was about to vote. Later, I went back to Teacher Song's room, and when I saw the last painting, I finally confirmed that it was Him. Because the last painting was Van Gogh's "Wheatfield with Crows Flying", but Gore made some changes on it. The original green path went deep into the yellow wheat field, but he painted a smile at the end. Mouth closed."

Song Yunhe was a little confused, "Then what can we see?"

Gu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, "The width of that mouth is exactly the curvature of the self-portrait face, as if it was carved out of a mold, this should be the deep meaning of the program group, let us not get too close to anything, go farther away You can understand." He leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs, "Besides, the crows in "The Wheat Field with Crows Flying" are ominous, and the direction they fly may be a sign of death. But at the end is a man's smiling face, From this we can be sure that the murderer is a friend of Gore's."

【I go!If it were, I would never have thought of so many! 】

[Gx knows a lot! 】

"Then how do you explain the photo of Melnia and the man?" Zhang Shumin frowned, "The main thing is still in Gore's room, and it's still so hidden."

Gu Xing smiled, "This may also be a trick of the man, fearing that if he is found out, he can still confuse the police."

Jiang Qingyue nodded in amazement, "Who wrote this script, it's really wonderful!"

The three of them looked at her instantly. Jiang Qingyue was frightened and asked dryly, "Look at what I am doing. Did I say something wrong again?"

Zhang Shumin shook her head and looked at her with a strange expression, "You don't know about Gore's house? Didn't the show crew mention it at the beginning?"

"Hey, you said that." Jiang Qingyue's expression relaxed, "My mobile phone can't access the Internet, so I don't know what you are talking about. I thought it was a script, but I didn't expect it to be a real event."

"What phone are you using?" Gu Xing looked at her in disbelief.

"Okay, that's it for today's game. Let's say goodbye to everyone." Zhang Shumin noticed Director Wang's gesture and said to several people with a smile.

After the live broadcast ended, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and several people were already hungry, but Director Wang didn't let it end, so he just endured it.

"Director! What kind of feast do you want to treat us to?" Jiang Qingyue rubbed her growling stomach and looked at Director Wang excitedly.

Director Wang smiled dryly, "We've all been busy so far and haven't prepared anything, but there are ingredients in the kitchen, so you can make whatever you want."

Gu Xing curled his lips and clicked his tongue twice, "What did I say, it would be good if we were not allowed to rely on ourselves, so good that we even prepared the dishes."

Director Wang looked a little ugly, but Gu Xing was telling the truth, so he could only pretend to be deaf.

Jiang Qingyue looked at the three people who were not moving on the sofa, and rolled up her sleeves, "I can cook, let everyone have a taste of my cooking today."

Seeing Jiang Qingyue go to the kitchen, Zhang Shumin thought for a while and stood up, "I'll help, there are so many people, Qingyue might not be able to handle it all by herself."

Song Yunhe was worried that it would spread, so he asked the girls to cook, while he lay down and acted as an uncle, and stood up to help clean up the house, so that it would be convenient to eat after a while.

Gu Xing ignored the others, walked to Director Wang, took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the senior phone in the bag, he tugged at it twice in disgust.He sat down on the sofa and started playing with his phone.

As soon as I turned on my phone, I saw a chat box popping up on WeChat, which was sent by Wang Yang.

He clicked in and took a look. It turned out that the program group planned to let them leave tomorrow. This time the time was relatively short. Wang Yang asked him whether he would go to the company or go back to school.

Only then did Gu Xing notice that tomorrow is September [-]st, and the school is about to start.

Wang Yang just got the takeout and walked to the living room. His phone vibrated. He opened it and saw that it was Gu Xing who had replied to the message.

[Grandfather: Go to school. ]
[Tianxuan Beat Worker: Okay, got it. ]
After reading Gu Xing's WeChat, Wang Yang turned on the TV in the hotel and picked up a random soap opera to watch.

Gu Xing looked at the little red dot on the chat page, and felt a little irritable. He hated chatting the most. There were messages from music producers and some friends. He clicked all of them to feel comfortable. He didn’t like red messages. But I was too lazy to read it, so I simply clicked on it and didn't read the content inside.

At this time, a message popped up suddenly, and the note was facial paralysis.

He opened it impatiently.

[When will you come back? ]
As if knowing that the person on the other side of the phone would not reply, he sent two more.

[It's mom who misses you. ]
[Your elder sister also came back and said she wanted to see you. ]
Gu Xing looked at the message and thought for a while, his fingers jumped a few times on the phone, and then turned off the screen.Looking at the black screen of the mobile phone, his face was reflected on it, with a very stinky expression.

"It's time to eat!" Jiang Qingyue's voice came out, interrupting his thoughts.

He looked up, Jiang Qingyue came out with a plate of food in one hand, put it on the table and turned back to the kitchen cheerfully, like a little bee.

Everyone was called up early in the morning. They had been hungry all day. Gu Xing smelled the aroma of food in the air, put his phone away, walked to the dining table, glanced at the food on the table, turned around and walked to the kitchen. At the door, he leaned against the doorframe, "Do you need help?"

Jiang Qingyue looked at the sizzling chicken wings in the pot without raising her head, "No, it's the last dish, it will be ready soon."

Gu Xing shrugged and turned around to leave when Jiang Qingyue suddenly called him, "Well, Senior Gu, if you have nothing to do, just put the rice out of the pot."

Gu Xing turned his head to look at her a few times, and saw that she was staring intently at the dishes in the pot, and after a while, she was still flipping them a few times with chopsticks.

Zhang Shumin was worried that the little overlord was just talking about meaning, so she quickly said, "Let me come, Xiao Gu has worked hard today, go sit down, and you can eat in a while."

Gu Xing shook his head, turned around and went into the kitchen, walked to the rice cooker, swept his eyes and frowned, "How do you open this thing?"

"Teacher Gu, haven't you ever been in the kitchen? You don't even know how to use a rice cooker?" Jiang Qingyue's chicken wings were cooked, she turned off the fire and looked at Gu Xing in surprise.

"Let me do it. Xiao Gu has to go to class every day and is busy writing songs. I don't know if these are normal." Zhang Shumin walked over with a smile, giving Gu Xing a step down.

Noticing that Jiang Qingyue was still secretly looking at Gu Xing, she nudged her lightly with her elbow and gave her a wink, telling her to quickly serve the dishes.

Gu Xing walked out with a cold face, annoyed Jiang Qingyue even more, this person is really mentally ill, is it strange that he can't use a rice cooker, isn't it true that many people can't?

Besides, let him help serve the meal, why not open it?He saw that Jiang Qingyue was deliberately making him look ugly!
 I originally wanted to mention Gore’s residence in the article, but I didn’t expect to write ≥﹏≤
  I’ll put it in my post, and if you don’t want to see it, just cross it. Thank you!

  Gore was a fine art painter who aspired to be like Van Gogh.

  A few of his paintings were sold, but most of them could not be sold, and gradually began to make ends meet, and even the art exhibition wanted to withdraw his paintings.

  Until one day, he put a painting in an exhibition with an ugly face, and sold it at a high price the next day.In order to find inspiration, he tortured and killed his wife and children. He looked at the corpses in the house and drew all the details.Not surprisingly, these were bought by the mysterious man.

  Later, he couldn't find inspiration. When he looked in the mirror and saw himself, he made a crazy move. The painting was not sent out in the end, but it attracted the police.

  Later, Gore's incident was ruled as suicide in fear of guilt.

  The reason Zhang Shumin was afraid of punishment was that this villa was Gore's house, and the third floor was the scene of the murder. Gore did not bury the murders, but left them in the house. It was not until neighbors who couldn't stand it anymore came to the door that they discovered the tragedy.

  Although many years have passed and it has been renovated, it still makes people feel uncomfortable.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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