Protagonist interpretation rules

Chapter 7 I glimpsed the crazy world
Today is the day when the school holds an art exhibition.

So Lin Wanwan specially put on earrings and put on her most beautiful white dress.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the academy, she saw Bai Xinghe, who had a sharp face and a cold face, standing in a corner not far away.

The girl showed an eye-catching smile. She waved her arms, but found that Bai Xinghe did not rush over to hug her like before. He was looking around at the moment, and his behavior seemed a bit abnormal.

Fortunately, Bai Xinghe quickly noticed her presence.

The young man took the initiative to step forward, but before the girl could say anything, he took the lead and asked: "Do you still remember who you are?"

"who I am?"

The girl's eyes were filled with confusion: "I am Lin Wanwan."

"No, you are Lin Wannan."

Bai Yue shook his head: "Don't assume the role, concentrate, and find yourself as soon as possible, otherwise you will get deeper and deeper."

During the conversation, the boy turned his attention to the school gate.

In Bai Yue's sight, everything behind the gate and outside the boundaries of the school was filled with chaotic and crazy colors.

The oil paints wrap up a world of fantasy, and the basic colors blend with each other. They squirm, twitch, and whisper, and then give birth to new colors to replace the past world.

The sun paints titanium white with vermilion instead of the moon, and in the morning it uses ultramarine to cover up the coal black and engulfs the night, as if there is a never-tired painter who is tirelessly describing everything in the world.

Everything looks so orderly, even the 'living' people are created from oil paint.

The color behind the school gate is still squirming, and one student after another is outlined in form, walking into the campus from the chaos behind the gate.

It's just that everyone is exactly the same...the facial features on their faces are blurred in the rough oil paintings, but the colors at the corners of their mouths extend upward similarly, and everyone wears weird smiles. They walk through the school, playing tirelessly. The role of students.

The young man's eyes were full of curiosity. As a time traveler, Bai Yue really knew nothing about the world in front of him.

The moment inspiration burst out in Lin Wannan's body, the 'white lead in the bottle' swallowed up the two people in the bookstore. When he came to his senses, he had already arrived in this weird book world in front of him.

Bai Yue's thoughts started running quickly.

Could this be the so-called 'deep level'?
Is the deep world a work created by people?
"No...that's not right..." The young man carefully recalled the news he had seen.

'The Yanguo survey team is digging for clues in the deep world. '

'Officially publishes national information, and various regions carry out review and selection of national-anchored works. '

'No official application for work creation has been submitted to the National Council...'

The tiny clues were connected in this way. As he thought about it, the stranger gradually touched a corner of the truth.

"It turns out that appearance and reality are the other way around..."

He looked astonished and murmured: "The creators in this world are using their own 'works' to interpret the unknown depths."

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Lin Wannan felt extremely cold all over.

She felt as if she had been thrown off a cliff by longing, her consciousness was falling infinitely towards the endless abyss, her memory was becoming more and more blurred in the darkness, and her reason was gradually dying in sleepiness. But at this moment, she listened to the intermittent words again. call.

"Concentrate...find yourself..."

Just like a drowning person grasping the last straw, Lin Wannan's consciousness desperately leaned towards that voice.

Miraculously, the other person's voice seemed to contain the power to soothe people's hearts.

Dragging one's 'inspiration' is like a mouse seeing a cat. It lets go and runs away in panic, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

She so easily regained her sanity that was about to collapse.

The girl gradually opened her eyes, and then she saw a face that looked like a knife. "Ah!" Lin Wannan screamed. She collapsed on the ground with a look of panic. She was obviously frightened by the young man's too 'handsome' face, but the next moment, she was covered by the other man's mouth.

"Be quiet, you've got their attention."

The familiar voice made the girl relax a little. In Bai Yue's whisper, Lin Wannan found that some strange people were already approaching.

They are like living oil paintings. As they move, the colors on them will slightly stick to and separate from the surrounding flat scenery, making them look quite abstract...

Lin Wannan suppressed the fear in her heart and nodded with difficulty. Bai Yue then let go of his hand and pulled the other person up.

"Why do you look like this? Where is this...where is this?"

After seeing that the oil painting people stopped approaching, Lin Wannan looked at the surrounding scenery and cautiously asked the other party.

"This seems to be the world in the story, and the appearance of the character I play, Bai Xinghe, is set like this."

Mentioning the appearance, Bai Yue also had a face full of pain. He stretched out his hand and touched his strong, pointed chin: "I even feel like my face can cut an apple now..."

"The world in the story...that is to say..."

The girl became even more uneasy at this time: "We have fallen into the deep world, right?"

"probably."

Bai Yue responded simply, turned around and walked towards the inside of the school.

The boy walked and said: "According to my observation, these oil paint people will not actively attack us, but staying in place seems to attract their attention."

Lin Wannan quickly followed the other party's footsteps.

What's interesting is that she has subconsciously regarded the boy in front of her as someone to rely on.

In the chaotic and dangerous depths, Bai Yue's peaceful words seemed to contain the power to calm people's hearts...

"Do you remember how you got here?"

Bai Yue asked casually, the color of the road flowing and extending under his feet, and the simple school exhibition hall in the distance began to be filled with details with lines, slowly becoming larger in his field of vision.

"I……"

Fragmented images flashed through the girl's mind. She put her hand on her forehead: "I seem to have digested the inspiration that Teacher Gu gave me..."

"Digesting inspiration?" Bai Yue raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"The only way to fall into the depths is to use your emotions to digest the devoured inspiration."

Lin Wannan had a matter-of-fact expression. She looked at Bai Yue with a trace of doubt in her eyes: "You haven't even forgotten your common sense, have you?"

Use emotions to digest inspiration...

At this moment, the stranger took the strange rules to heart.

"Of course not."

Bai Yue's expression did not change at all. He turned around and did not avoid the other person's eyes: "I am just confirming your current mental state."

"Confirm my mental state?"

"Yes."

Bai Yue laughed, but the sharp-edged face smiled a little bit: "I suspect you are crazy."

(End of this chapter)