Cultivation Department Shura Field

Chapter 504 What is Art
"Do you think girls should learn some art?"

Xu Zhe suddenly received a call from Song Xingye. He didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but the girl's slightly excited tone on the phone and the inexplicable question made him a little confused.

Xu Zhe: “Why do you say that?”

Song Xingye: "Because I think Feifei is very charming. She studied music. Sister Lan is also very charming. I heard that programming is also a kind of art."

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "That's a bit far-fetched. Let's not talk about whether programming can be considered art. The key point is that charm does not come from this. You are very, very charming, unique, and your charm is not weaker than Feifei and Sister Lan at all. Sometimes you are even better than them."

"Do you think I'm awesome too?" Song Xingye's tone became more cheerful. "Hehe, I think so too. I just started learning art today, and I already have some works."

Xu Zhe: “…What?”

Song Xingye: "I said, I have created a work when I first started learning art, do you want to come and see it?"

For some reason, Xu Zhe felt a chill at the back of his head when he heard the girl's gentle and happy voice. Perhaps it was because he knew that among the three girls, Song Xingye was the most unpredictable one?

Xu Zhe came back to his senses and asked, "What are you creating? What kind of art?"

"Hehe, you'll know when you come back and take a look."

Song Xingye hung up the phone.

This inexplicable phone call made him feel uneasy, so he did not dare to delay and went straight to the school gate.

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In less than ten minutes, Xu Zhe ran back to the quiet residential area and returned to the door of his room.

He opened the door, but did not go in immediately. Instead, he stood outside and listened carefully.

The room seemed very quiet and no unusual noises could be heard.

Xu Zhe pushed the door open and walked in.

The living room was empty, without a single person in sight. On the stairs, a faint voice came from the room, as if a girl was talking.

In addition to some activity areas, the second floor is his bedroom. Is Xiaoye in her bedroom? Is there anyone else besides her, Feifei?
Xu Zhe went upstairs. Every step he took on the stairs was cautious.

When I reached my bedroom door, it opened.

Song Xingye stepped out to greet him with a sweet smile: "Welcome home, Master!"

Xu Zhe swallowed his saliva: "What did you mean by art?"

"That's it!"

Song Xingye pulled him into the bedroom. As soon as he came in, he almost popped his eyes out.

Not only Tang Lingfei but also Shen Lan was in this bedroom. And the key point was that Shen Lan was in a very strange state.

Plastic handcuffs.

There were two pairs of handcuffs, one to fix the wrist joint of the upper limbs, and the other to fix the ankle joint of the lower limbs, forcing Shen Lan to lie flat on the bed.

Mouth gag.

When she saw Xu Zhe, he could only make an indistinct sound of "wuwuwu".

The red rope was tied to the short-haired girl in a complicated and gorgeous way. Looking at the shape of the rope, Xu Zhe remembered that this seemed to be a tortoise shell binding method. However, the existence of the red rope seemed to be just a fun thing, and the handcuffs were the real binding force.

Tang Lingfei stood by the bed, stretched out her hands towards the little sister on the bed, and said with a smile: "Dangdangdangdang! Brother, please look, this is the gift that Xiaoye and I prepared for you! We divided the work and cooperated with each other. I did the part that required physical strength, and Xiaoye was responsible for the technical part."

Xu Zhe asked blankly: "What do you want to do?"

Song Xingye said, "Feifei and I felt that if it was just the two of us with you... it wouldn't be good to exclude Sister Lan for a long time. So we wanted her to join us. And coincidentally, she found out about the three of us last night, so we asked Sister Lan to come as well."

Xu Zhe was shocked: "Were you discovered last night?"

He looked at Shen Lan and saw that she was staring at him intently, with a trace of tears in her beautiful eyes, full of grievance.

But besides feeling wronged, are there other emotions? Are there any expectations?
Xu Zhe was not sure, but he was willing to believe it. After all, the arrow was on the string at this moment, and Xiao Ye and Fei Fei had already prepared the bow for him. If he did not shoot the arrow, the situation would only become more awkward.

It’s better to shoot with one arrow.

So after a brief hesitation, Xu Zhe stepped onto the art stage.

Get close to art, appreciate it up close, and then just enjoy it.

Beauty is like jade, with a cool color but a very smooth texture. This is certainly not the first time Xu Zhe has experienced this, but playing with this jade in front of other beautiful jades, and it is tied with a red rope, this feeling is really different.

"Woo...Woo..."

The voice of emerald, panicked and helpless.

But just when Xu Zhe was concentrating on appreciating art, another kind of art made him look down.

"Feifei?"

What Tang Lingfei was holding in her mouth was the art in her mind. However, this experience of being surrounded by art was superimposed on the scene at this moment. For Xu Zhe, it was like being in a beautiful paradise. Although he could not reach the top of the mountain, it was so beautiful that it was hard to describe.

Song Xingye smiled softly and said, "Go on, don't worry about Feifei. By the way, do you want to try this? I don't think you have played it before."

He knew that art cannot be too crude and must be developed step by step, and he did so at this time.

It is like creating a beautiful landscape painting. First, lay the background and draw the overall outline from the outside. As the creation progresses, it gradually becomes more detailed and in-depth, and then the focus is on painting the most eye-catching beautiful attractions...

However, as I progressed further, the red rope that initially sparked my inspiration became a bit of a hindrance.

At this time, Song Xingye loosened the rope that was in the way. As the saying goes, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. Since she was the one who tied it, she naturally knew how to loosen it without completely loosening it, trying to preserve the unique beauty while not getting in the way.

Xu Zhe couldn't help but admire: "It's so beautiful."

Song Xingye smiled and said, "That's what I said, Sister Lan is really great."

Xu Zhe: "Not just her, I mean your craftsmanship is also really amazing."

Song Xingye held her little face in her hands, feeling a bit cute as if she was being praised.

But this scene was particularly absurd in Shen Lan's eyes. Of course, what was even more absurd was that she was clearly unwilling to do what was happening, but for some reason...

What is art? Different people have different definitions. But for Xu Zhe, at this moment, with just a little effort, he has entered the realm of true art.

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(End of this chapter)