Wenrou always felt that this girl's aura was not good.
She opened her spiritual eyes, and sure enough, the girl's yang-fire aura was very weak, and a thick gray gloomy aura surrounded her.
Such a strong aura of gloom and weakness in a living person will not only bring bad luck, but may even put one's life in danger.
Douzi said: "Rourou, this girl's breath is not good. At this age, her yang energy should not be so weak, unless she is terminally ill or her life is approaching."
Wenrou agrees, but if someone is dealing with other people's problems and they don't ask for help, it's hard to stop them and say, "Girl, you're in bad luck and you're going to die soon."
When she creates a painting of a spiritual object for cultivation, she has to go to all the trouble to come over and settle the cause and effect behind the painting. If she meddles in other people's affairs casually, the cause and effect will be entangled.
Heaven and earth have their own rules.
After those people passed by, Director Zhang finally straightened his body and said a little proudly: "The person our principal was accompanying us just now was the eldest lady of the Liao family."
Yao Hongru hurriedly nodded in approval and said: "I only heard about this extraordinary daughter before, but when I saw her today, she is truly extraordinary! Only a big family like the Liao family can cultivate such a beautiful person!"
Wenrou couldn't help but laugh and said: "Boss Yao's cultural level is not low, he praises others very elegantly!"
Yao Hongru said hurriedly and modestly: "It's an honor. I don't have any culture. I have to hang out in the magic city circle, so I found someone to train me in some complimentary words."
Wenrou asked: "Is this Liao family very powerful?"
Yao Hongru said: "That's not very powerful, but quite powerful. Their ancestors have been doing business in Nanyang. To this day, their family's industry is still spread all over Southeast Asia."
Director Zhang introduced: "A few years ago, when our school was heavily in debt and was about to die, it was Miss Liao who came back from studying abroad, and her family helped her practice projects. She then injected capital into our school. The school's current upgrade and development plan,
It’s all done by this little girl! It’s amazing. At that time, we all said that the country now attaches so much importance to education investment, private schools are no longer viable, but the eldest lady has the insight to bring our school back to life and create glory!”
Wenrou nodded and listened casually to their praise of Miss Liao. It had nothing to do with her own affairs anyway. This young lady invested in this school five years ago, and the matter she wanted to resolve happened ten years ago.
Passing through a small forest, a white teaching building appeared in front of me. The white walls on the upper floor were peeling off and mottled in some places, but there were many gourd vines climbing on the walls, which gave it a different look that had aged with time.
Chu Chu, who was floating next to her, said: "Sister Rourou, I think this building is a bit scary."
Chu Chu’s early warning accuracy is quite high.
Wen Judao: "I'm afraid you'll play outside."
Chu Chu couldn’t wait to hear it: “Okay!”
After saying that, Chu Chu disappeared in a flash. At this moment, the university was about to start, and many students were coming and going, preparing for their lives in the new semester.
Several people stepped onto the steps of the old teaching building, and Wenrou asked: "Is your teaching building no longer in use?"
Director Zhang said: "It's useful. There are two departments in our teaching building."
Wen Judo: "Where is the painting department?"
Director Zhang said: "Yes, the Department of Traditional Chinese Painting and Calligraphy and the Department of Painting Art are in this building. How did you know?"
Wen Judao: "I guessed it."
In the pool next to the teaching building, there are various colors that cannot be washed away. They must be left by students who have been washing their pens here for many years.
When we walked into the teaching building, the hall was dark with no lights on. There were many paintings by students and teachers hanging on the walls of the hall.
The tones of some oil paintings are darker. It feels like watching a Western art exhibition in a museum in the middle of the night. Mona Lisa smiles mysteriously at you, and Judas stretches out a dagger to your back...
Douzi said: "Rourou, the darkness here feels like human intervention."
Wen Judao: "I feel the same way, just like the heavy rain we encountered when we first arrived in the Magic City."
Douzi said: "We think so too, Rourou, intelligent races are really complicated."
Wenrou said to Director Zhang: "There has been an accident somewhere, just take us there."
Director Zhang agreed, went to an office on the first floor to get the key, led a few people to climb to the roof of the seventh floor, used the key to open the door and entered the rooftop.
When they arrived at the rooftop, Director Zhang said: "A student once jumped from here and committed suicide. Later, this door was locked."
Wenrou asked: "Liu Hang from ten years ago?"
"That's right," Director Zhang pushed up his glasses and looked at Yao Hongru, "That's Liu Hang. Among the paintings your hotel bought ten years ago, there are paintings by him."
Everyone is dead, but you still sell his paintings to me. Yao Hongru was unhappy, but he concealed it well: "Among the paintings sold to me, how many were painted by Liu Hang?"
Director Zhang said: "After you called yesterday, I carefully checked the records of that year. Two of the paintings sold to your hotel were by Liu Hang, one was the one from the Innovation Industrial Park Home Inn, and the other was
It's from the second batch you bought, I don't know where you used it."
Yao Hongru felt even more unhappy and immediately called his subordinates to find out where to hang the second painting he bought from the Shanghai Academy of Art.
The people below quickly found the call back: it was hanging in the corridor of a KTV.
Yao Hongru couldn't help but scolded: "A KTV, what kind of oil paintings are there hanging on it? I took them all off... No, I'll go over and take a look later."
Wenrou walked around the rooftop and found nothing.
Looking at the building facing west, Wen Ju said: "Did Liu Hang jump from here?"
Director Zhang was a little surprised: "Yes, how did you know?"
Wen Judao: "Obviously, the supporting wall here is short."
The supporting wall here is less than one meter high. If you stand behind it, the person next to you can push it and fall down. The low walls in other places are higher. If you want to jump, you must first climb up.
As for the yin energy, Wen Rou and Douzi agreed that it was not as strong as inside the building.
Wenrou asked: "Director Zhang, do you know why Liu Hang committed suicide?"
If purely based on painting talent, Wenrou feels that Liu Hang's paintings are very good, at least better than the paintings of the teacher in the executive room where he lives now whose works can be sold for millions.
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Director Zhang said: "He is a disabled person and cannot live without a wheelchair and crutches. He may have low self-esteem and be depressed."
"That is to say, we didn't find out why he jumped off the building at that time, right?"
"The man died and he didn't leave a will. How do you know why he jumped off the building?"
There was a trace of impatience in Director Zhang's tone. Everyone's own life, in the eyes of others, in the eyes of most others, is like an ant.