In the evening, Xiang Que and Chen Dong stayed in a suite. Wu Cheng originally arranged a luxurious king-bed room for them in the hotel room, but Chen Dong kept pestering Xiang Que and insisted on staying with him.
Live together.
"Brother-in-law, look, this is a painting I drew. Isn't it very artistic?" Chen Dong held a piece of A4 paper and a 2B pencil in his hand, and walked up behind Xiang Que.
Xiang Que stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, staring at a large open space in the distance under the dark night sky. He used to be able to see the artificial lake from this angle and position, but now he could only vaguely see a depression.
Chen Dong handed the paper to Xiang Que, and a Van Gogh-like temperament emerged spontaneously.
Xiang Que glanced at the painting, and it took him a long time to recognize what it was, so he asked a little confused and puzzled: "What kind of artistic conception do you have? You painted a giraffe galloping on the grassland. It might be mine."
Isn’t the literati atmosphere strong enough? I don’t understand it.”
Chen Dong's face suddenly turned red. He held it in for a long time before saying: "This is a goose running wildly on the grass, and then there is the moon above. At this time, the goose spread its wings, as if it wants to fly into the sky. The meaning is
The meaning of Chang'e flying to the moon, I plan to give this painting to Xiaozhuang, comparing her to Chang'e symbolizing freedom, not... What kind of eyes do you have, can you make a goose look like a giraffe?"
At this time, Chen Dong was very broken. He felt that Xiang Que's words just now were an insult to an artist, and the personal attack was very obvious.
Xiang Que pointed at the goose's neck with a trembling finger, and said: "What the hell, whose goose's neck can be more than two meters long? This is not flying to the fucking moon. If the neck is longer, the goose will be
You can take a bite of the moon in the sky as a mooncake."
"I can't communicate with you anymore. When I was studying abroad, I mainly focused on painting and art. After returning to China, I originally planned to be an artist, but Chen Sanjin rejected it, so I could only be a gangster.
I am living like a rich second generation." Chen Dong sighed sadly. When he was so lonely, he really felt like Van Gogh's depressed mood.
Xiang Que silently patted his shoulder and said, "Your father is right to do this, otherwise your painting would have irritated many people."
Chen Dong shook his head and sighed: "Real artists can only be recognized by the general public after death. During our lifetime, we were just an inconspicuous drop of water in the ocean. It doesn't matter. Anyway, I have money. If I have nothing to do, I will paint and play.
When I die in a hundred years, these paintings will be spread to the world sooner or later, and time will prove that I am a rich second generation with a very artistic flair."
Xiang Que had no time to deal with an artist who smelled of copper. He stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the depression in the distance.
At this time, with the moon on the branches, it was already past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.
On the dry artificial lake, a strong and ferocious aura suddenly rose up, rising straight into the sky.
In the sky, the moonlight shining down seemed to suddenly converge towards the depression, and the little bits of moonlight converged into a line and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Xiang Que frowned tightly.
"It's not a good sign. It's already reached this point?"
The next day, Xiang Que climbed out of bed early in the morning, then left the artist who was still sticking his butt out, walked out of the hotel, and headed straight for the artificial lake.
For nearly a whole day, Xiang Que did not return to the hotel. He stayed in the depression all the time. No one could figure out what he was doing. Xiang Que was a bit like a wanderer, walking around the artificial lake again and again.
Circle, or stop in the middle of a depression.
When it was getting dark, Xiang Que returned to the hotel.
When I came back, my face looked exhausted and my eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that I had not had a good day.
Chen Dongjian swished over and said, "Brother-in-law, where have you been all day?"
"Looking for me?"
Chen Dong hummed shyly, nodded and said, "Brother-in-law, do you think Xiaozhuang and I are compatible?"
"Then do you want to be Huang Taiji, or do you want to be Dorgon?" Xiang Que squinted his eyes and asked, "You really want to be cheated on, right? This woman looks like an actress and is so playful, is that suitable?"
Chen Dong was stunned for a moment, then said: "Can you really see that?"
"You should just be a rich second generation who can unspoken rules, and don't talk about relationships." Xiang Que patted his shoulder, and then greeted Wu Cheng who was walking from a distance.
"Mr. Xiang, everything you want is ready. It's in the car outside."
Xiang Que said: "Just put the things in the car. If you leave them with me, you don't have to worry about the rest. From tonight, no one is allowed to approach the artificial lake in the surrounding area, and there will be no construction at the nearby construction site at night."
, the crew has all stopped working. To put it simply, everyone in the film and television city is on vacation these days. It would be best if they could all be kicked out."
Wu Cheng frowned and said: "This loss is a bit too big. If we stop for a day..."
Xiang Que interrupted him directly and said, "Hey, do you think my family has suffered such a loss?"
Wu Cheng was immediately choked back by his words, and his perspective on the problem seemed to be a little off: "Okay, just do as you say."
Xiang Que turned around and grabbed Chen Dong's neck collar and said, "Come with me, you drive."
"Oh, brother-in-law, I have to go to the hospital to see Xiaozhuang," Chen Dong said unhappily.
"What a bullshit, just throw money at her. She can't just put you in a pose that makes you feel physically and mentally happy and then let you destroy her willfully."
“There’s no point in using money, it’s too dirty”
"The key point is that it's too difficult for a person like you to pick up girls without money. Even a girl from Xiaozhuang, let alone Xiaozhuang, may not be able to like you."
"I am an artist with temperament"
"Bang!" Xiang Que walked outside to a Passat and closed the door.
After Chen Dong sat in, he asked helplessly: "Where are you going?"
"Northeast, the artificial lake we went to yesterday"
Chen Dong suddenly trembled and said, "That place is too evil, I'm afraid."
"Remember, just because of this jade pendant you are wearing around your neck, you will be fine even if I ask you to take a walk in the underworld, do you understand?"
A few minutes later, Xiang Que and Chen Dong walked out of the Passat and moved everything in the car outside.
There were two buckets each of black dog blood and boy's urine. Xiang Que soaked one end of the three-foot red line in the dog's blood and the other in the boy's urine.
The big colorful rooster was tied by one leg next to the car.
Chen Dong looked nervously at Xiang Que's busy work and asked, "Brother-in-law, are you planning to start a practice?"
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