At this time, the sky had already darkened, and there were not many places with lights on in the gym. The front yard was still lively, with students and parents walking back and forth under the lights. As we walked to the atrium, there were very few people, and in the corridor there were
The lights were on, making the yard even darker.
Xue Lei took Ronan up from the corridor on the left, and when they arrived at the back courtyard, it was pitch dark, with no one at all. The lights on the corridor and the light and mist of the bustling city prevented the eyes from going dark.
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"There are usually no people here." Xue Lei also mentioned, and then pointed to the dark wooden building in front, "Here we are, that's Xinzhai."
In the dim light, the wooden building looked long and wide, occupying almost half of the rear courtyard, which somewhat surprised Ronan. Listening to Xue Lei talking about "Xinzhai", he always thought it was a study or something, but he didn't expect it to be.
A very large passage room can already be used as a training ground.
Walking into "Xinzhai", Ronan confirmed that this place should have been a training ground before. The paving under the feet was made of elastic cork materials. It was very comfortable to take off your shoes and walk up. But it must be idle now.
There are a lot of sundries placed in the back, the layout is relatively random, and it looks a bit messy.
In the area near the door, there is a low table, a few cushions, and tea sets on it. Next to the low table is a stove for boiling water and making tea. They are all cleaned very neatly, and it looks like there are always people there.
Xue Lei turned on the light, and the light only covered the area in front of the door. The layout inside was even more dim, messy, shadowy, and a bit intrusive.
Xue Lei was also a little embarrassed about this situation: "On weekdays, the host lives here. This is a bedroom, a study, a living room, including a utility room, but there is no separation."
Ronan was very surprised: "Why?"
"The owner of the museum said that he is impatient and angry and needs an open place to channel his energy. He will easily get sick if he is bored. Of course, we ordinary people cannot do this..."
With that said, Xue Lei dug out the tea sets, kettles and other items used to entertain the guests, and turned on the stove to boil water. Unexpectedly, as soon as he put the water on, his bracelet vibrated. After receiving the message, he patted his forehead: "Nanzi, are you here first?"
Sit here for a while, senior brother, I have to go and help, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Fuck you."
Of course Ronan didn't mind. The relationship between the two was already a life-long friendship and there was no need to be so polite. However, Xue Lei felt that he really couldn't speak up, so he clasped his hands together and bowed, and then hurried over.
It seems that the gym is really short of people...
Ronan was somewhat surprised. If he could open a gym in Boshan Building, he should be worth hundreds of millions. Why not hire more coaches? Or is the business too good to be busy?
Ronan recalled his impressions along the way, but he felt that there were not too many people in the gym. They just went to the courtyard to live by themselves. There were not many people in the atrium, so it was really not lively.
Well, that's a little strange.
He didn't think much about it. The water hadn't boiled yet, so he stood at the door and watched the wind. This antique building is really rare in today's Xia City. Although it is in a bustling business district, there is a constant flow of people above and below.
However, in this courtyard, all the noisy people are blocked out. It is really a good place to find tranquility in the midst of the hustle and bustle.
Outside the Xinzhai, two antique figurine stone lamps lit up, and the orange-red light illuminated the entrance to the Xinzhai, the corridor and a small area in the courtyard.
Where the gust of wind rose, fallen leaves rustled and flew down. Only then did Ronan see that there was a big tree planted in the courtyard that was as thick as two people hugging each other. For a moment, he could not tell the species. He only felt that the edge of the light was touching the tree.
The shadows are whirling, the silence is quiet, and the sound of the wind rustling cleans the heart, making people feel pure, thoughtful, and silent.
Ronan stood under the wooden fence outside the heart of the studio. He was in a daze for a moment, but the sound of boiling water behind him woke him up. He walked back to the door and made himself a pot of tea.
After all, he was young and his thoughts were changeable. The looming thoughts just now quickly dissipated and he looked at the furnishings in the room. This large room with multiple functions still made him very curious. At the moment, he was holding a teacup and looking behind the dim light.
I scanned the various layouts and found that some places where the light did not reach could not be seen clearly, so I naturally used mental induction.
The natural viewing range of about ten meters covers the front area behind the door, and the delicate perception does not miss even the larger dust particles.
Likewise, Ronan found that this place was actually quite clean. It couldn't be said to be spotless, but it was cleaned frequently. There was still some order in it. It seemed that through the arrangement of debris, relatively independent areas were naturally divided, which was not what it seemed at first glance.
The impression is chaotic.
That is to say... Ronan felt relieved, thinking that an "old-school person" like the master of the temple would not make his home so messy.
After understanding the situation inside, Ronan became interested and wanted to find out how the functional areas represented by these chaotic and orderly furnishings were divided.
"There are books all around, um, and pillows. That should be the study room."
"There is a futon, and it's closer to the inside. Could it be the bedroom?"
"There are all decorations there, and they seem to be old. Is it a collection or a utility room..."
Ronan thought about it one by one, enjoying it. His eyes wandered all the way, almost in a circle, and suddenly stopped.
Not far from the side of the door, there is a large piece of furniture. It is a huge ball that can be hugged by an adult. It is placed on the ground and is almost half a person tall. The material is like metal, and it looks very heavy. There are also
There is nothing else and it looks very abrupt.
Ronan couldn't think of any use for a while, so he simply walked over and took a closer look. As he got closer, he felt a slight cold air blowing against his face, and his tentacles were even colder. They were made of metal.
Hollow or solid? If it's the latter, the wooden floor here may not be able to bear it.
Ronan looked under the metal ball. It turned out that there was a large bowl-like tray, and the metal ball was placed on the bowl holder. It looked quite stable. He stretched out his hand and pushed it, but it didn't move; he pushed harder, and this
But it was used next time, and the metal ball was greatly misplaced in the bowl holder, making a "sizzling" friction sound.
The sound was extremely clear in the empty and quiet room. Ronan was startled and quickly stopped his hand. He didn't know what the structure of the connection was. With just a little force, the metal ball began to slide into the bowl holder.
It rolled slightly, causing the floor below to tremble.
The rotating metal ball rubbed against Ronan's fingertips. Ronan could feel that there were uneven marks on the surface of the ball, which seemed to be intermittent lines, and they were also painted with color!
Don't you see, when the sphere rotates a little, it evokes a vague pattern...it's also luminous!
There's something wrong with the style of painting.
Just when Ronan was confused, he suddenly felt that the vague pattern had moved up a little.
At first, he thought it was an illusion caused by the rotation, but then, the "squeaking" sound caused by the rotation disappeared. The rotating pattern continued to rise until it reached his chest.
"..."
Ronan lowered his head and saw that the connection between the metal ball and the bowl holder had separated at some point. The ball, which weighed at least hundreds of kilograms, was suspended in the square of the bowl holder without any support, spinning around.