The oil painting outlines a dark background, with a bright starry sky and a dark blue lake in the background. Looking ahead, a dark green tree stands at the end of a dark green lawn.
Just looking at the background of this painting evokes the viewer's mysterious reverie about this painting, and the vivid brush strokes can't help but attract people deeply into the beautiful artistic conception in the painting.
However, the most attractive person is not only the back of the painting, but also the heroine in the painting...
The cunning moonlight shines on the woman leaning against the tree. Her delicate skin, her graceful movements when raising her head and raising her silver mask, and her sad but unwilling look make people unable not to pay attention to this woman. It is impossible not to ignore it.
I am very curious about this woman's life experience and background.
Why does a woman raise a mask and look up at the sky? Why does such a beautiful woman have troubles? And why does her beautiful facial features reveal a look of unwillingness and resentment?
These, these are all artistic masterpieces drawn by the artist who created this film with his memory that captures the sky!
Let’s look at the title again…
The mysterious laurel goddess!
Yes, both the back of this painting and the characters in this painting create an endless sense of mystery. No matter what angle the viewer looks at, they cannot see through the heart of the woman holding a mask and looking up at the sky!
However……
This woman with a complicated identity and background that people can’t wait to explore is the Silver-faced Woman, the Qianxi standing in front of this painting!!!
"This..." She was stunned. She never expected that the man who suddenly appeared that day would be a painter, and he would record his expression and movements at the moment he took off his mask with a brush!
A hundred secrets and a sparseness! It’s a hundred secrets and a sparseness!!!
Her horrified eyes slowly looked at Emperor Yin Ying who was looking directly at her. She didn't know how to hide the fact that she was not the silver-faced woman, let alone how to deny all the scenes recorded in the painting.
The silver mask that had been bound to the face for a long time seemed to be gradually shattering, piece by piece... falling off piece by piece...
"You are Qian..."
Just as Emperor Yin Ying was about to say his slightly trembling words, Leng Liehan on the side smiled slightly, interrupted him, stretched out his hand to tug at the stunned Qianxi: "Hey, enticement, the woman in this painting looks very much like you.
oh."
Leng Liehan thought quickly and quickly pulled her back from the blank state: "Ah?" He was stunned for a moment, looked at the woman in the painting, and then looked at him: "Yes, I just did the same
It’s strange, how come it looks so much like me? Hahahaha. Could it be that this painter used me as a model?”
"Huh?" Leng Liehan thought for a moment, then slowly approached the painting and looked up and down: "Uh... this..." He frowned and stared at the small words on the far right of the frame...
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ちばみずき!
"Is it a coincidence, or..."
"What's wrong?" Qianxi slowly approached Leng Liehan, glanced at him with confusion, and then looked at the Japanese name in the lower right corner of the frame: "Chiba Mizuki!!!" She clenched her fists and muttered in a low voice.
He said: "It was this dead painter who published my appearance. It's really annoying!"
"What are you talking about?" Leng Liehan smiled slightly, his charming eyes vaguely containing a strange luster.
"No..." If Leng Liehan hadn't suddenly changed the subject, her identity would have been exposed, but whether his benefit was a coincidence, or... she couldn't tell whether Leng Liehan's rescue of the crisis was a coincidence.
Himself, or did he know something? After all, the only person in the world who knew her multiple identities was Grim Reape. After thinking for a moment, she shook her head in embarrassment: "Nothing."
"Oh?" Leng Liehan's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Emperor Yin Ying, who was still immersed in sluggishness. He put his hands into his pockets and took a gentle breath: "Oh, I know this painter Enticement."
Looking at Leng Liehan's eyes looking at her, it took her a long time to realize that the enticement was calling her: "Ah? No way." What on earth was he planning? Even if he helped her just by coincidence, what now? Now
What is this called? Leng Yanhan suddenly smiled and looked around: "Wait for me." After that, he quickly left this sparsely populated B-level exhibition hall.
As people came and went, the Class B exhibition hall became extremely quiet. Emperor Yin Ying's cold eyes never left Qianxi's body for a moment: "Your name is enticement?"
"Well..." She nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and asked in a calm tone: "What's wrong?"
"Temptation??? Ha..." Emperor Yin Ying raised an evil smile on his lips, put one hand in his pocket and slowly walked towards her: "It is indeed very tempting to commit a crime."
She could feel that everything Yin Ying Emperor was doing now was just to force herself to get angry. Probably, the purpose of his move was to test whether she was a silver-faced woman, right?
Holding her hands in front of her chest, Qianxi deliberately put on a tricky look: "You are so nasty!"
"Really?" He shrugged with a smile and turned around in a circle without caring: "Everyone praises me so much."
"You!!!" Emperor Yin Ying's shameless behavior made people angry even if they didn't want to. Clenching her fists and suppressing the anger accumulated in her chest, she nodded repeatedly: "You are so shameless."
"Qianru..." Suddenly, he changed his bohemian look and grabbed her hands with a serious look on his face: "You are Qianru, right?"
He is simply!!! He is so hard that he wants to be soft again??? He threw away Yin Yingdi's hands and held her own, she said coldly: "Do you miss the woman you like?
Are you crazy?? My name is enticement, not Qianru!"
At the moment of "shua", Emperor Yin Ying's face turned solemn and cold. Facing this woman who refused to accept anything, how should he use to verify whether she was Qianru???
He thought about it for a long time, but he really couldn't think of any way to prove her authenticity.
After all, it is easy for a person to conceal her identity, but if she is very familiar with this person, she cannot hide it no matter what!
It's all my fault that I didn't pay close attention to everything about this woman just now. Now that I think carefully about her smile and smile just now, I can't even remember her words or deeds!
Emperor Yin Ying finished reproaching himself secretly in his heart, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind: 'Yes, wouldn't it be enough to find the artist who painted this painting to verify everything?'
Smiling slightly, he turned around and was about to ask the curator about the author of this painting.
But at this moment, a handsome man in a suit suddenly appeared in front of them: "Misaki, Kazu, my name is Chiba Mizuki, and I am the author of this painting..."