I feed on gods

Haijing Academy of Fine Arts, cafeteria.

Shen Xin carried her easel on her back, ordered breakfast, found a random seat, and sat down.

Today's soy milk is very sweet.

"Have you heard? Vice President Zhou is dead!"

"Ah? Why did he die when he was fine? Was it an accident?"

"Didn't Vice President Zhou resign a few days ago? I heard that he was going to look for poetry and the distance!"

A few meters away, several girls were talking while eating.

"Not only did Vice President Zhou resign, but he also donated all his family property. His wife couldn't accept it, so she secretly turned on the gas at night, and the two of them committed suicide!"

"This isn't suicide, it's murder, right?"

"No, what's wrong with Vice-President Zhou? I just want to appreciate poetry and distant places. Why should I donate my property? My wife and children can't survive?"

"I heard that Vice President Zhou actually found out that his wife had cheated on him. This was the root cause of his death!"

Most of the cafeteria was discussing this matter, because the death of Vice President Zhou was the biggest gossip recently.

It took fifteen minutes for Shen Xin to finish breakfast, get up and leave.

When she passed by a boy, she heard the sentence "Those who engage in art are all seriously ill" and couldn't help turning her head and taking a look.

The boy noticed Shen Xin's gaze and stood up suddenly, looking embarrassed.

"Shen...Senior Sister Shen!"

At Haijing Academy of Fine Arts, Shen Xin is the most dazzling student. Not only because of her beauty, but also because of her incredible artistic talent, she is known as the female Van Gogh.

"Have you ever thought that if a person is not sick, he is sick? And having certain diseases is actually a healthy and normal state?"

Shen Xin asked back.

"ah?"

The boy was dumbfounded, what are you doing?

Discuss philosophy?

"If you could communicate with gods by going crazy, would you choose to go crazy?"

Shen Xin asked again.

"..."

The boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt that Senior Shen would not be able to remember him with a mediocre answer, so he kept saying calmly: "I do!"

"No, you don't want to!"

Shen Xin shook his head, turned and left.

"Damn, you are worthy of being Senior Sister Shen. This feeling of oppression is so great!"

"Do you think she is mentally unstable?"

"Is it normal for someone to stay in the studio of the teaching building for half a month?"

Who is Shen Xin?

A genius who held an art exhibition in Paris, France, but recently I heard that she no longer paints, but goes out to sketch every day and observe various aspects of life.

"Don't look at it, mortals can't understand geniuses!"

"Eat quickly!"

"That's right, I don't pursue art, I just want to work in a major game company. A vertical painting can sell for tens of thousands!"

Although Shen Xin is very beautiful, boys don't want to fall in love with her because she is the kind of woman who is likely to stab her boyfriend with a knife when they break up.

Of course, it may also be a girl who not only won’t be angry when seeing her boyfriend cheating on her, but will actually draw such a scene.

Anyway, no matter which one, stay away!

…

After leaving the cafeteria, Shen Xin put on her headphones and listened to the "Diamond Sutra" chanted by Lin Da's hungry people. She got on her mountain bike and left the campus in a familiar way, heading to the community where Little Cutie rented a house.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and she wants to invite the little cutie and her white-collar sister to play at home!

Reason told her that she should not have contact with these two people, but she couldn't help but be fascinated by the innocence of the little cutie and the paranoid madness in the white-collar woman's bones.

What a perfect model!

Shen Xin wanted to wait until they were in their most perfect state and then draw them.

Passing by the intersection and waiting for the traffic light, Shen Xin saw a man in his fifties who looked a bit like Vice President Zhou!

"You shouldn't give my paintings away. It's not that I don't want to give them away, but that most people can't appreciate my paintings!"

Shen Xin sighed.

When Vice President Zhou used his position to ask Shen Xin for the picture of the sunflower field, she did not refuse. She was not worried that the oil painting would be spread, because before that day, Vice President Zhou would go crazy and stay away from the city. Searching for his poems in the wilderness, and in the process, he would die.

No one would suspect that Vice President Zhou was contaminated.

But who knew that Vice President Zhou actually gave away the oil painting for his son's work.

Shen Xin contaminates several people who know the origin of this oil painting, but she does not take the oil painting back because she feels that every painting is alive, and the sunflower field picture has not yet died.

An hour later, Shen Xin rode to a living area and found the cutie playing on the slide in a small park on the side of the road.

…

In the evening, at 6 o'clock, the alarm clock rang.

The female white-collar gold agent wearing an OL skirt immediately turned off her computer and got off work.

Uh-huh!

All five colleagues looked over.

"Sister Jin, the boss said you have to work overtime!"

A little girl reminded.

"I have something to do, so I won't work overtime!"

After the female white-collar worker finished speaking, she picked up her bag and left. But before she could leave the office, a forty-year-old bald man called her.

"Jin Daili, I told everyone to work overtime today, didn't you hear?"

The bald man is the boss of this advertising company.

"I'm in trouble!"

The female white-collar worker wanted to correct the bald man. Agent was her position, not her name. But with this bald man’s IQ, she probably wouldn’t be able to understand, right?

“What could be more important than going to work?”

the bald man questioned.

"Looking for a husband!"

As soon as the female white-collar worker spoke, everyone was dumbfounded.

"What?"

The bald man looked confused: "Are you going to the bar to fish for diamonds?"

"No, I have a husband!"

The female white-collar worker emphasized: "He is the best man in the world!"

"Then you said you're looking for a husband?"

The bald boss doesn’t understand.

"My husband got lost during the winter."

The female white-collar worker was very worried: "I wonder how he is doing? Has he lost weight?"

"What the hell is lost?"

The bald boss’s CPU was about to burn out and he couldn’t understand what the female white-collar worker was saying.

"Just lost!"

The female white-collar worker was too lazy to explain. She threw her bag over her shoulder and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, I don't care what your reasons are. Anyway, you have to work overtime for me today, or I'll fire you!"

Bald boss threatens.

"Then get fired!"

After the female white-collar worker finished speaking, she slammed the door and left.

The high heels hit the ground, making a clicking sound.

Finding a husband is the most important thing, no matter how hard the sky falls, you cannot put it first.

"You fucking..."

The bald boss cursed, but he didn't expect the woman to really leave without hesitation at all.

what to do?

Do you want to shout back?

The bald boss didn't hesitate at all and chased after him.

He hired this 'Jin Daili' before for an impure purpose, just to play poker with her.

This female white-collar worker is not top-notch in appearance, but after putting on an OL skirt, flesh-colored stockings and high heels, she looks so sexy that the bald boss fell in love with her at the first sight.

His original intention was to arrange all kinds of over-the-top work for the financial agent, increase her intensity, and then give her a sweet date through a salary increase bonus, so that she would not be willing to resign. In this process, he would hold her in check. But who knows, this woman never works overtime.

And one with a tough attitude.

The bald boss rushed to the door. With a bang, the door was pushed open hard and hit the bald boss on the nose.

"Hold!"

The bald boss cursed and his nose started to bleed, but when he saw the female white-collar worker coming back, he smiled again: "Aren't you leaving? You're leaving!"

Hum, you still can’t bear to part with this generous salary, right?

"I'll leave!"

The female white-collar worker looked at the bald boss: "I've been working for 21 days, please give me your salary!"

Colleagues shook their heads when they heard this.

This money,

Jin Daili is definitely gone.

"It's written in black and white on the contract that the salary will be paid for one month, and you haven't worked for even one month, so what qualifications do you have to ask for money?"

The bald boss snorted coldly.

"You don't want to give it, do you?"

The female white-collar worker walked up to the bald boss.

"What do you want to do...ah!"

Before the bald boss finished speaking, Agent Jin raised his right foot in white high heels and stomped his right hand hard.

Phew!

The inch-long heel pierced the back of the bald boss's hand.

"ah!"

The bald boss screamed.

The female white-collar worker raised her foot and kicked the bald boss on the head.

boom!

The bald boss fell to the ground. Before he could get up, he saw the female white-collar worker walking over and stamping her right foot down ferociously.

Phew!

The bloody heel pierced the bald boss's cheek and pressed his head to the floor.

"I don't want my salary anymore, I'll use it as your medical expenses!"

As Agent Kim spoke, he rolled his right foot left and right and spun around.

The bald boss wanted to speak, but he couldn't. The pain made his whole body twitch.

The female white-collar worker pulled out the heel of her shoe and ran with her right foot on the bald boss's head like a football.

boom!

The bald boss slipped more than ten meters, hit the wall, and fainted.

The female white-collar worker walked out of the office, thought for a moment, took out another bottle of perfume, and sprayed some into it.

This is a taboo thing!

People who smell perfume will lose part of their recent memories.

Agent Jin left the building and stood on the street at dusk, looking downcast.

Living in the human kingdom,

so troublesome!

I really want to set this place on fire!

However, the female white-collar worker knew not to do this, otherwise it would attract the attention of the Haijing Security Bureau. When her husband could not be found, she would be wanted and hunted.

"Hey, hubby, where are you?"

The female white-collar worker touched her belly.

After taking a taxi home, at 6:45, the female white-collar worker came to the street park.

That girl is here again!

"elder sister!"

The little cutie ran over.

"Bad mood?"

Shen Xin asked.

“I’m so annoyed that I can’t find my husband!”

The female white-collar worker kicked the trash can on the roadside.

The men passing by couldn't help but glance sideways and look at Agent Jin.

She is dressed in professional attire and is very lethal. The girl next to her carrying the easel is also very pure and has a literary and artistic temperament. Wait, this little girl is also quite cute.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner tonight!"

After being in contact for so long, Shen Xin extended an invitation for the first time.

"No, I want to find my husband!"

The female white-collar worker refused.

"Then I'll accompany you to find your husband!"

Shen Xin smiled: "Do you know where he is?"

"have no idea!"

The female white-collar worker looked at the busy traffic on the street: "But I know that there is a very big woman beside him!"

"Next time I see her, I'm going to beat both of her bears into a puddle of rotten flesh!"

"It must be her who seduced my husband!"

The female white-collar worker was very angry.

“Let’s talk while we walk!”

Shen Xin handed over the phone: "Would you like to listen to Buddhist scriptures? It will calm you down!"

"don't want!"

The female white-collar worker refused.

"The Buddhist scriptures this man sings are very charming. If you don't listen, it will be a loss!"

Shen Xin shook his head.

"No matter how beautiful the Buddhist scriptures are, they can't compare to my husband saying 'I love you' to me."

The female white-collar worker curled her lips: "The scriptures recited by Gautama Buddha himself are not acceptable!"

…

At noon on Wednesday, Lin Baici received a call from Xia Hongyao.

Wu Shitong woke up.

Gao Mawei rushed over immediately and asked about the origin of the oil painting. Wu Shitong said that he could not remember it at all, but Xia Hongyao had been prepared and brought a colleague from the bureau with him, who had the divine gift of hypnosis and dream stealing. It can awaken Wu Shitong's subconscious.

After some dream-stealing, Xia Hongyao learned that the oil painting was given to him by a business partner of Wu Shitong. When Xia Hongyao found him, he found out that the 'partner' had been killed by his mistress just three days ago. died.

The thread has since been discontinued.

"It was such a coincidence that that person died. I always felt that there was a big secret in it!"

Xiahongyao analysis.

"Stop looking for it!"

Lin Baici estimated that it was the oil painting god who took action. If Xia Hongyao dug deeper, something might happen.

"I have my own sense of proportion!"

Xia Hongyao hung up the phone.

In the evening, Lin Baici returned to the villa and saw three cars parked in front of the door.

Wu Shitong had obviously investigated Lin Baici and knew his car. Now that he saw his car coming back, Wu Shitong immediately got out of the Rolls-Royce and stood on the roadside, waiting for Lin Baici.

Lin Baici got out of the car: "Mr. Wu, you just woke up, you should rest at home more!"

"I couldn't thank Lin Shen Longyi in person, so I couldn't sleep or eat well!"

Wu Shitong was very good at talking, and his position was very low. When he came up, he bowed to Lin Baici: "I can't repay the kindness of saving my life. If I have to do something in the future, I will do my best to share your worries."

"Mr. Wu is serious!"

Lin Baici didn't like socializing, but with Wu Shitong's low profile, he was too embarrassed to chase them away: "Can you come in for a cup of tea?"

"Lin Longyi!"

Liu Guifeng and Wu Guofu were with Wu Shitong. At this time, they were qualified to say greetings.

Li Mengge, wearing yoga pants and a sports vest, stood in the distance and was stunned when he saw this scene. He immediately took out his mobile phone and reported to the small group.

Tian Ge: I saw Wu Shitong visiting the building king. He may have more status than we thought.

A Zuo: Who is Wu Shitong?

Tiange: You don’t even know about the richest man in Haijing?

Zuo: Wow!

A Zuo: If you tell us this kind of news, aren't you afraid that we will join the fight?

When Chu Xin saw this sentence, he sneered.

Li Mengge was self-aware. Seeing that the building king's status was too high, he knew that she couldn't catch him, so he let others take action.

After all, my best friend has a beautiful man in her arms, so when she comes to ask for help in the future, it’s better to talk to her, right?

Tian Ge: She has money, looks, and status. Damn it, how did that girl catch up with this building king?

Tiange: And when I saw it, I knew that girl was a green tea girl!

The more Li Mengge thought about it, the angrier he became, and his whole body was about to burst with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Tian Ge: How about the five of us come together?

He Cup of Milk Tea: Get lost!

Zuo: Wow, who comes first? The last one was served, probably only a mouthful of medicine residue was left.

Tiange: That building king is so good, one against five, I guess there will be no problem!