After calling a teacher who was able to get through and was still working at the school, Wenrou felt like she was starving to death.
She had to eat first and then call Liu Hang's classmates in the afternoon.
As soon as Wen Rou stepped out of the school gate, Chu Chu ran out in a hurry: "Sister Rou Rou, you didn't even call me when you left!"
"You've gone crazy. If I call you, will you come out?"
Chu Chu pouted in anger, Wen Rou would not spoil her and go out directly to find delicious food.
Chu Chu hurriedly followed, fearing that she would be lost.
There are many snack bars around the school. Wenrou chose a pot sticker shop to try the traditional snacks in the city.
Chu Chu kept telling her the gossip about the Magic City Art Academy.
There are various love triangles between principals and directors, directors and teachers, teachers and students, and students.
"...It is said that the gourd flowers somewhere will glow at night..." Chu Chu said lively to herself.
Wenrou, who was eating pot stickers, heard the word gourd flower in Chu Chu's words, and immediately became alert and said: "What did you just say, what happened to gourd flower?"
Chu Chu squatted on Wenrou's table and said: "They said that there was a male teacher in the school who was very obsessed with gourd flowers. He planted all the gourd flowers around the old teaching building. During the season when the gourd flowers bloomed, he often slept under the gourd flowers.
Even in the winter, when there are no gourd flowers, he sleeps with his arms around the gourds he planted at night. He has never gotten married because of the gourds, and he is more than thirty years old."
Wen Judao: "Is this male teacher named Bai Shuran?"
"I guess so?" Chu Chu played with her long hair and hung her feet from the dining table next to Wenrou, swinging and swinging.
She was wearing red boots, and her long and slender legs were exposed between her little black skirt and boots.
The little girl has a beautiful baby face and a devilish figure. If she were still alive now, she would definitely be a college student. Even if she couldn't go to a good university, she could choose from any of these three private schools.
In the university, even if you are not a campus beauty, you are still a pretty person. Unfortunately, you are in love and you meet a scumbag like Qiu Ningxuan.
I have been very busy these days, and I didn't ask Chu Zhengnan how Qiu Ningxuan's case is progressing now.
Wenrou ate late. After finishing her meal, the small restaurant was already deserted. Wenrou happened to ask for a pot of tea from the store and started making phone calls.
Most of these students' phone numbers have been changed, but most of the parents' phone numbers can still be contacted.
Wenrou called a parent. When the parent heard that he was asking about Liu Hang, he immediately said: "Our family and Liu Hang's family are neighbors. My children were admitted to the Magic City Art School together with Liu Hang. My children studied
I majored in arts and crafts, and now I work as a designer in a big company in Shanghai, earning tens of thousands of yuan a month. Liu Hang's family is in pity. Liu Hang's parents only have one child, and they are gone. Now both of them are in poor health. Damn it.
Living on subsistence allowances, picking up bottles and growing vegetables to earn a little money, it's a hard life. If you are Liu Hang's classmate, come and see his parents when you have time, they are very pitiful."
Wenrou looked at Liu Hang's home address. It was in Jiaxing, Zhijiang, very close to the Magic City.
Anyway, Wen Zixian is not in Magic City, so the task cannot be completed for a while, so he will simply go to Jiaxing tomorrow to see Liu Hang's parents.
Liu Hang died young and was unable to serve and accompany his parents. He should have felt guilty towards his parents. This may be one of the factors that gives his works a sad feel.
Throughout the afternoon, Wenrou made many phone calls, but only this one was of any use.
Towards evening, Wenrou took the bus back to the hotel.
Entering the hotel lobby, the young lady at the front desk immediately greeted her warmly: "Master, you are back! This lady has been waiting for you for a while."
A woman stood up on the sofa in the lobby. She had long hair and a white skirt. She was slender and beautiful, with a hint of sadness in her smile: "Are you Ms. Wenrou?"
Wenrou nodded: "Are you Xu Lingling?"
The woman nodded: "Yes."
Wen Judao: "Let's go to my room and talk."
Xu Lingling agreed and followed Wenrou to the elevator.
In room 606, Wenrou swiped the card to open the door and let Xu Lingling in.
When Xu Lingling saw the painting leaning on the table, she couldn't hide her excitement. She walked directly to the painting, bent down and looked closely at the name in the lower right corner of the painting, and couldn't help but cover her mouth.
Wenrou was puzzled that a teacher would be so emotional after seeing the paintings of his deceased student?
What surprised Wen Rou even more was that the aura on the painting seemed very unstable after Xu Lingling appeared.
People are excited, so is this painting!
Wenrou took out a bottle of pure water, poured it into a pot, heated it, made a pot of tea, and sat down to wait for each person to draw.
After a while, Xu Lingling finally controlled her emotions, left the painting, and sat down next to Wenrou.
Xu Lingling spoke first: "I'm sorry, I was a little excited when I saw the late student's paintings. That child was very talented, but he died like that. I have always been very sorry. Now that I see his posthumous works, I can't control it for a moment."
She was careful and looked very sorry.
Wenrou shook her head and smiled, poured her a cup of tea and said, "It doesn't matter. Not only are you excited, this painting is also excited to see you."
Xu Lingling sneered: "What did you say? How can a painting be exciting? It's not a human being."
Wen Judao: "But when it sees you, it is more excited than when you see it. As the object of its excitement, don't you feel its emotions?"
Xu Lingling was stunned. Yes, I don't know why. She was very excited when she saw this painting just now. Originally, she could control her emotions, but there seemed to be emotions overflowing in the painting that made her unable to control it.
Xu Lingling looked at Wenrou questioningly.
Wenrou pointed to the tea cup and invited her to drink tea.
Xu Lingling took a sip of tea and continued to look at Wenrou.
Wenrou smiled and said: "Can you tell me about you and Liu Hang? Only by telling me, maybe I can help you and it."
Xu Lingling was confused, pointed at the painting and asked: "Does it still need help?"
Wenrou briefly explained the role of this painting in this hotel.
Xu Lingling was stunned when she heard this.
Wen Judao: "All things have animism, but the degree of spirit is different. This painting is obviously more spiritual, but its spirit is harmful. Now I must eliminate the harmful side of it, otherwise it will bring more harm.
disaster."
Xu Lingling couldn't help but ask: "How to eliminate it?"
"Unlock the knots Liu Hang had in his mind before his death. When Liu Hang created this painting before his death, he poured a lot of personal emotion into it, so that the painting became spiritual. So I want to know what knots Liu Hang had in his heart.
?Wenrou looked directly at Xu Linglin's face."
There was a concealed smile on Xu Lingling's face: "Liu Hang has been dead for ten years, who knows what kind of knots he had during his lifetime? This matter is probably too difficult."
Wen Judao: "You know, Teacher Xu, if the harmful spiritual energy in this painting cannot be eliminated, if this painting is collected by you, its negative energy will affect you, and you may become a demon together!"