Soul Painter

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Gao Fan can finally quietly carry out his own work that he loves.

That is painting.

As long as Gao Fan enters the world in the box, he cannot see his system menu, but the change of painting level is obvious, not only due to the sacrifice of 'distortion' and 'world', but also 'occultism', these skills are actually The world in the box won't work either.

The most important thing is that Gao Fan can't understand the things in his paintings now.

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"Lord, can I sit like this?" A patient sat on a round stool, while Gao Fan stood behind the drawing board.

Um. Gao Fan nodded, looking solemnly on the drawing board.

Since mastering the 'Sakura White Painting Method', Gao Fan seldom paints a base, and Anna is also the same, because the painting skills of both of them are already very high, several floors high, and those basic skills are not enough. It has been integrated into the bone marrow, the eyes are scalpels, the hands are measuring rulers, and structural skills such as decomposing, grading, and grading are all at your fingertips.

Now Gao Fan is re-basing, because he is a little uneasy.

"Lord, I think it's disrespectful to you. Look at me sitting and you standing. It's too disrespectful and makes me very uneasy..." The model used as a patient chattered. talk.

And Gao Fan ignored him in a sullen voice, just smeared on the drawing board with a pencil, and soon the structure on the drawing was complete, it was a portrait, and it was a very characteristic portrait: he had a picture in the real world. A handsome face among Jews, with short hair, an eagle nose, a pointed chin, a broad forehead, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a pair of eyes full of sincere light.

Very similar, still full of demonic style. .

Then Gao Fan started coloring. To make sure there were no surprises, he used his most mature style to color the painting, which is the postmodern style of the Bostonian period. At that time, he liked to use a lot of red, these shades of color. Different reds are used to paint the background, paint the cheeks, paint the eyes, paint everything.

Because the techniques and techniques are very familiar, the creation speed is very fast. In about two hours, the painting has been basically completed.

While the model was still chattering, Gao Fan had ignored what he was saying, but felt that his lips were slapping up and down, which seemed to be the propeller of a helicopter, and there were dazzling light and shadow residues.

"Come, shut your mouth and enjoy this painting!" Gao Fan waved to the patient.

"This is my Rongxing~" The patient stood up and walked to the oil painting.

Gao Fan watched this scene very nervously. When the patient stood in front of the oil painting, Gao Fan's breathing became tense. The next second, like countless times before, everything changed.

"Well...it's very similar?" The patient stood in front of the painting holding his shoulders, looking at Gao Fan as if he didn't know how to evaluate it. At this moment, Gao Fan also saw the content of the painting clearly.

Very clumsy.

A large patch of miserable red was smeared at will.

It is not so much a portrait as a piece of smashed mud.

Grass!

Gao Fan dropped the paintbrush in his hand.

Is that the case again?

Every time when Govin creates a good work with confidence, it will immediately turn into a very bad and clumsy work, not abstract, not postmodernism, although Picasso and Dali can also draw incomprehensible works , but their unique style is obvious, and Gao Fan's paintings at the moment can only be said to be clumsy with no basic skills and random daubing.

"Lord, you don't have to be too sad, although your painting is so bad, I believe you will improve..." The patient began to comfort Gao Fan.

Gao Fan threw the drawing board in his hand and smashed it at him, yelling angrily: "Go away!"

The patient walked out of the superintendent's office in despair.

A nurse just happened to come in.

Hearing the sound of smashing things in the office, the blonde nurse asked the patient, "BOSS is painting?"

After getting an affirmative answer, the nurse knocked on the door, pushed the door again, and saw the smashed drawing board and paint all over the floor, and Gao Fan, who had his hands in his hair, even put his top hat that never fell off. Throwing it aside, it can be seen how much trouble he is now.

"Boss, are you okay?" the blonde nurse asked.

Gao Fan saw the blonde nurse with '1' embroidered on his clothes, he smiled wryly and said, "I don't know if I'm crazy."

"Isn't this a mental hospital?" said No. 1 Jessica.

"No, I don't know all of this..." Gao Fan waved left and right, then up and down, as if he had drawn a 'cross' in the air, "I don't know if all this is true or not. , I don't know if you are real, I don't know if this mental hospital is my fantasy, I don't know if I'm crazy."

"You can use the real world as a reference. You have influenced the gatekeeper, and the gatekeeper is influencing the real world." No. 1 Jessica said calmly.

"This can't prove anything. No one has seen this mental hospital except me." Gao Fan said very decadently.

"Liu Xiu has seen it, I have seen it, the lady on 11F has seen it, and it does exist," said No. 1 Jessica.

"You may have just been 'hypnotized' by me, hypnotized by the black box." Gao Fan said, "Imagine that we are like corpses floating in a large cosmic vacuum, lying here quietly, lying in a black box, And all our memories are fake, I imagine it, I imagine this is a mental hospital, this is a mental hospital, if I think this is a school, you are all professors and teachers."

"If you can't prove it yourself or prove it to others, it's true." No. 1 Jessica said, "It's like a thought experiment of a 'brain in a vat', and there's no way to tell the truth from the fake."

"But now my painting can prove it." Gao Fan pointed to the paint all over the floor and said, "What I painted may be the truth. The patient who left just now is just a messy soul floating in the black box, so That's how I drew him."

Hmm... No. 1 Jessica picked up the drawing board on the ground, looked at it and thought for a while, and said, "Could it be a regression of your skills, after all, you have sacrificed all your skills to the black box through 'fading' ."

"I thought it was the reason before, but after sacrificing the last 'world' skill, I found that on the contrary, after 'fading', my skill didn't leave me, it just existed in another way , Lin Senhao is the same, his mystery spread to his youth army and maggots, forming a huge whole, otherwise he is an ordinary person, how can he control those mysterious troops?" Gao Fan said.

"So that's how it is..." No. 1 Jessica nodded ~ www.readwn.com~ Fading "In this human era, only Lin Senhao and Gao Fan have experienced it, so only they know the impact of this incident.

"What should I do? I can't go back to reality to paint, because I'm going to die, and I can't paint here because I'm crazy..." Gaofan murmured, so desperate, what's the life without painting? Meaning.

"Boss, have you ever thought about a possibility." No. 1 Jessica said suddenly, "is your skill still not enough to describe the world?"

Um? Gawain looked up at the blond nurse.

"If your skills didn't leave you, it's become this hospital, it's only 11 floors, it's too low, it may not be able to describe this world in a box, after all, what does a world in a box mean?" No. 1 Jessica asked.

"...Ultimate?" Gao Fan's eyes lit up.

"Boss, you're actually painting the ultimate, and all your models are part of the ultimate," said No. 1 Jessica.

"In this case... Could it be~" Gao Fan jumped up, "I have to build the building to the 100th, 1,000th, and 10,000th floors in order to get closer to the ultimate and draw the ultimate look?"

"This possibility is very high." No. 1 Jessica said, "So don't be decadent. Please sign this repair report. I need to apply for a batch of 'certificates' to repair the building."

"You...wouldn't you lie to me in order to coax me to work?" Gao Fan asked her while signing.

"How could I lie to you, I love you~" No. 1 Jessica made a heart-to-heart gesture, then picked up the document and went out the door.

"Then I have to urge AA to quickly get me enough souls..." Gao Fan muttered.