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Chapter 325 325. Cultivation of sentiment

"This painting is a work by the famous modernist artist Johannes. He tried to express 'darkness' in this way. You can see that this painting is colorful, but the background is dark, which makes it even more... Feel the depth of darkness.”

On the side, I don’t know if he is the docent of the art museum or a tourist who has checked the information in advance. A foreign man in his thirties is introducing quietly in fluent Chinese. Next to him, there are several women with clear eyes standing. Most of the college students were looking at this blond foreign man with admiration.

"You speak Chinese very well!"

“You don’t sound like a foreigner at all!”

"Have you studied these paintings? You actually know so much!"

Hearing those female college students chatter like this, the foreign man also felt a little carried away. He showed a business smile that he had obviously practiced countless times, and then spoke.

“Actually, I completed my undergraduate studies at Jiangcheng University, and it’s like my second hometown here.”

His words caused another wave of exclamation.

Qiao Mu stood aside, eating melon and watching the fun.

"What's so interesting about this?"

The little miko sneered at this type of man.

"Isn't it strange that he is a foreigner who speaks Chinese very well?"

Qiao Mu replied matter-of-factly, on video websites, foreigners like this can have hundreds of thousands of views. If they eat some popular Internet delicacies such as preserved eggs, stinky tofu, pickled pepper chicken feet, etc., they will have millions of views. Just around the corner.

"What's so strange about that? I'm standing right in front of you, right?"

The little witch felt that Qiao Mu's reasons were very untenable.

Qiao Mu glanced at the short girl in front of him.

Can speak Chinese, foreigner.

Nothing wrong.

"You are also very strange."

Qiao Mu added.

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The little witch was speechless.

At this time, another voice came from the side.

"And, I'm a little ashamed to say it, the creator of this painting is Johannes."

The foreign man with blond hair and blue eyes was so beautiful.

"Wow!"

The clear-eyed female college students exclaimed again.

"So greasy."

The little witch couldn't help but complain.

"What you said just now is very true."

Qiao Mu commented.

He saw that next to the college students surrounding the modernist artist, there was another girl who was staying away from the crowd and was rather interested in another work.

It was a white painting with a banana stuck on it with tape. Qiao Mu had seen a related introduction when he was surfing the Internet, saying it was a priceless work. He didn't understand art anyway.

It's just that that girl looks a bit familiar.

It's Gu Yingying from Jiangcheng University.

Some students may have forgotten who this friend is. To put it simply, he is a crispy college student who once broke his leg and was hospitalized for several months because of Ah Xin.

When Qiao Mu looked over, Gu Yingying happened to look over too.

The two men looked at each other.

"you?"

Gu Yingying subconsciously took half a step back.

Although her memory has become blurry, she always feels that her previous hospitalization is inextricably linked to Qiao Mu, along with some not-so-good memories.

For example, during the previous physical test.

Gu Yingying's physical fitness was not very good before, and she could barely pass the 800-meter test for girls. This time she ran with all her strength in the physical test, and the result directly broke Jiangcheng City's 800-meter record.

For a time, the leaders of the school and the city's sports department came to her, hoping that Gu Yingying could join the track and field team, but Gu Yingying declined.

Moreover, in the past, if she stayed up late or ate too greasy, her skin would become very bad, but now, no matter how she eats or stays up late, her skin is very good, and she is not even fat. She is even more energetic. Because of this, my overall temperament has improved a lot. When eating in the school cafeteria, I am often asked for my contact information by some handsome seniors.

Of course, Gu Yingying ignored them.

Although it seemed to be a good thing, Gu Yingying still felt that something was not right.

"What a coincidence, you come to see the art exhibition too."

Qiao Mu walked over to say hello.

Beside, the hairy radar on the little miko's head stood up.

"I don't know why, but this woman always gives me a familiar feeling. Could it be that she is the old enemy in my destiny!"

The little witch said grandly.

"That's just because you two have been boarded by Ah Xin."

Qiao Mu explained.

According to his observations, when A Xin stays with others, she will be more or less influenced by them. He doesn't know whether it is because her learning ability is too strong or whether the material affects her consciousness.

"Is this your sister?"

Gu Yingying saw the little witch and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

After all, this little girl looks like a high school student, so she shouldn't have any pure friendship between the opposite sex with Qiao Mu.

"How do I look like my sister?!"

The little miko protested.

"That's it, sister?"

Gu Yingying tilted her head.

"Why do we have to be related by blood? Hey, do we look alike in any way?"

The little miko puffed up her cheeks.

"this is my friend."

Qiao Mu introduced it and looked at the painting that Gu Yingying was staring at just now.

Although it is just a piece of white cloth with a banana stuck on it with tape, in fact, this white cloth has some exotic text patterns drawn in a special way. Ordinary people cannot see it, but people who are contaminated will only think it is While appreciating my own illusion, I also completed the anchoring.

Many works in this art exhibition have similar principles.

The works that may seem incomprehensible to you, very abstract, and even a bit unnatural, are actually works used by the Chosen Ones to anchor anomalies.

"So, isn't Van Gogh the greatest chosen one?"

Qiao Mu thought without any reason.

"You don't have to go to class, why are you in the mood to see an art exhibition?"

Obviously, Gu Yingying's roommates didn't seem to be interested in art. They were probably only interested in handsome guys, and their majors didn't require studying these works of art.

More importantly, this is an art exhibition arranged by the investigator's organization, which is somewhat polluted. Others are fine. People like Gu Yingying who already have some extraordinary power may cause some riots.

"Because the classmates in the dormitory grabbed the top ticket on the review software, they brought us together."

Gu Yingying pointed at one of her classmates honestly.

It seems that all parties have put a lot of effort into promoting themselves.

Nine out of ten films in the film festival are contaminated, and it is hard to get a ticket. Now that tickets for art exhibitions are being distributed, it seems that we should take this opportunity to anchor as many abnormalities as possible.

"It's also good. Look at more works of art and cultivate your sentiments."

Qiao Mu nodded.

The little witch dragged Qiao Mu inside, talking about the works containing Wajima culture inside. Gu Yingying thought for a while and followed.

"Do you understand?"

The little miko asked rather teasingly.

"Although I don't know if I can understand it, when I look at these things, I always feel that I can see some different pictures, like scenes that do not belong to this world. It is very magical."

Gu Yingying looked at the Ukiyo-e style painting in front of her and narrowed her eyes.

She seemed to see spider threads hanging from the sky. Countless ordinary people climbed up along the spider threads, but no one could reach the end.

"Tsk, tsk."

The little witch saw that Gu Yingying must have been contaminated to some extent, and looked at Qiao Mu again.

"You are really guilty."

"What?"

Qiao Mu didn't know why.

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the screen at the door.