Paintings of Terror

As the music sounded, the sweet NPC reminded everyone: "Tea time is here, please come to the lobby to rest~" The NPC's tone increased, "Be sure to wash the berry juice on your hands, and don't pollute the color!"

There are several round tables, large and small, covered with white lace tablecloths in the hall. Most people sit around the largest round table. Xin Beibei and Shi Zhendong sit at the small round table. Shi Zhendong drags his girlfriend to join them.

"How old are you in seven years?" Guo Lixia asked Shi Zhendong abruptly.

Shi Zhendong's expression was a little embarrassed: "It is a tiger."

"I am a rabbit, and you are one year older than me!" Guo Lixia gave a compliment to her previous correct guess.

"Sister Guo, let's talk about business!" Ke Xun directly interrupted the troublesome eldest sister in this group.

Guo Lixia nodded readily: "Whether it's OK or not, it's up to our team leader! Don't think our team leader is young, but we have a unique way to convince the crowd!"

Mu Yiran looked at Ke Xun, who was sitting next to him, with a faint smile on his face.

Qin Ci was the first to ask everyone: "Did you find anything unusual just now when everyone was working in their rooms?"

Everyone has just become familiar with the environment, and has not had time to observe carefully.

He Yu, with long bohemian hair, said: "I found that this world is in full compliance with the Fauvist style. First of all, the composition is not very proportional. For example, the green labyrinth and circular pool outside the castle. We walked through long steps. When you come into the room and look out of the window, you can still see them clearly. This kind of clarity is a close observation. If you put it in real life, this is impossible."

Mu Yiran nodded slightly, it seems that he also discovered this.

He Yu continued: "The Fauvism does not pay attention to perspective and light and shade. It is a flat composition that breaks the traditional Western painting style. The object itself and the color of the shadow form a strong contrast. This painting method itself is out of nature. The painter pays attention to subjective feelings, which is in line with what Fauvists often say: painting is not a manual, but our feelings!"

So when Ke Xun first entered the painting, he would have a doubt: Is this painting three-dimensional?

"But the NPC has always reminded us not to pollute the color," Mi Wei also said, "We all know that the colors of the Fauvism are free, and there is even an indiscriminate feeling, such as Matisse's. In the famous "Woman in a Hat", that woman boldly used green, red, yellow and blue on her face, and the interweaving of these colors."

Guo Lixia was also seriously participating in the meeting. After listening to Mi Wei's words every word, she sighed: "Can you still see..."

Mi Wei gave Guo Lixia a short smile: "On the contrary, those colors are very harmonious on Mrs. Matisse's face, full of harmony, and also very decorative."

Guo Lixia rubbed her eyes and didn't understand too much.

Shi Zhendong nodded: "What the students said just now is very valuable, especially about the pool and the maze. Since they can be observed up close from any direction, are these two things the painter wants to highlight? "

Several old people who have experienced painting all looked at Shi Zhendong with admiration, and Qin Ci said: "We can focus on these two places, maybe the artist's signature is nearby."

Zhu Haowen also suddenly spoke: "The name of this painting is "Shadow". The shadow of this world is indeed different. It is better to observe carefully-there may be a signature hidden in the shadow, or a fatal danger may be hidden."

This topic was a bit heavy. Everyone subconsciously looked at the shadows under their feet. In the lobby room, everyone's shadows were uniformly dark purple with lime green borders.

Qin Ci stood up and poured the black tea in the teapot for everyone: "Everyone should try to eat something. We don't know when dinner will be arranged."

Ke Xun and Weidong are basically full. Weidong drank a sip of black tea with sugar and milk. He felt that he should have no problem supporting it until the night: "The problem now is that we have also been arranged by NPC during the day. I was locked in a room to work, and when I came out to eat and rest, when can we go outside to find autographs? I can't go at night."

Everyone was quiet, this is indeed a matter that needs to be solved urgently.

Ke Xun said: "Since we are allowed to work, there will definitely be a task load, but the NPC hasn't said it yet. Once the daily workload is determined, we can arrange tasks according to roles. Some people stay to work, some people go out. Find a signature!"

Wei Dong followed: "The NPC just doesn't let us exchange room pollution colors, but it doesn't restrict us from going out, at least not clearly! As long as we ensure that the workload is completed, we should be able to go out!"

Everyone thought it made sense. After the afternoon tea was over, they went back to their rooms to work, striving to complete the task as soon as possible and get free time.

The NPC's voice remembered again, and it really made arrangements for everyone's workload: "Before dinner, each room must complete three cans of berries storage. Please hurry up and enjoy the beauty of your work!"

There were only two people in the red room, He Yu and Zhang Tianwei, but the two boys' hands-on skills were not bad, and they soon passed the three major labor tasks.

The people in the yellow room are also actively working, Mi Wei suddenly stopped her work: "Have you found that the colors of these berries are not as bright as before?"

Miao Zipei, who didn’t talk much, also said: “I just discovered that not only these berries, but also the shadows, the colors are darkened,” he said and looked at the patterns on his clothes, “including these embroidered ones. The color is also darkening."

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Zhang Tianwei and He Yu walked in. He Yu said excitedly, "Did you find out? This world is distinguished by color changes from day to night! There is no refraction of light and shadow at all!"

Several students were caught in the excitement of discovering new knowledge: "It is hard to imagine how the night here will be expressed!"

Qin Ci kept his face calm and said sharply to He Yu, "Why didn't you wash your hands!"

Everyone was startled by Doctor Qin's sudden harshness, and turned to look at He Yu's hand, which was still stained with obvious red juice.

He Yu rubbed his hands: "I...I didn't pollute the color..."

"Go back to the room and wash your hands!" Mi Wei urged He Yu.

Perhaps these young people have not experienced the deaths in this world, so they did not realize the fatal danger brought about by this behavior. Zhang Tianwei came to comfort Qin Ci: "I'm sorry, He Yu is such an informal character, usually His hands are full of paint, and he often just washes his hands hastily, so his hands are often colorful."

When Qin Ci saw Zhang Tianwei's clean hands, he calmed down a bit: "Student Zhang, I advise you to leave this room first. We currently don't understand what the NPC said, "Don't bring colors to other rooms". ——If the conditions are harsh, we can't come in even if we wash our hands."

Zhang Tianwei's expression was a little awkward: "Well, I'll go out first, let's go to the hall and say."

When everyone completed the task and came to the lobby, they found that the color of this room was obviously darkened, the fruits and bread on the table had almost turned gray, and everyone's shadows were slowly turning black.

"Please have dinner together!" The NPC's voice rang enthusiastically, "After dinner, you can go to the bedroom on the second floor to rest. The colors are still divided according to the previous division. Please remember your own colors! Don't pollute the colors. !"

When everyone heard about the foul of He Yu and Zhang Tianwei, they were speechless for a while. Several students comforted each other. The reason was that they did not touch the fruit of other colors with their hands full of juice. On the pollution color.

Several people who have experienced painting took a look at each other tacitly, and carried out a cruel analysis in their hearts: He Yu and Zhang Tianwei happened to form two levels of fouls. One was to enter other rooms without washing their hands with color. The second is to enter other rooms after washing hands. Both results did not cause visible pollution to the color of the room. I don't know if I will be punished tonight.

Once someone has escaped tonight’s death, it proves that such behavior does not constitute a death condition, and everyone can follow suit the next day.

Shi Zhendong subconsciously looked at the pool outside through the window, and found that the fountain stopped spraying water at some point, and the green labyrinth had turned grayish-green, as if he suddenly lost his vitality.

"It's dark, everyone go back to rest early." Ke Xun raised his head and looked at the ceiling. There was no trace of the light there. Perhaps the world would be dark at night.

Everyone started walking up the stairs to the second floor one after another, but Mu Yiran walked to the window to observe the outside again, and found that the key scenery outside had become pure black. In order to distinguish it, the lawn steps and other areas became shallow Varying gray.

"From the current point of view, this painting has very demanding requirements for color." Ke Xun stood beside Mu Yiran and looked at the print-like scenery outside the window. Even if it is gray, it is a very pure and full gray. "The colors of this world do not have any transitions, a bit like a child's painting."

"The Fauvists do retain the childlike innocence," Mu Yiran's eyes were still staring out the darker and darker window, and his voice suddenly lowered: "It is better to be cautious the first night, and it is best not to go out."

Ke Xun had a kind of happiness of being reminded, but this time he was so obedient that he didn't go smoothly, but made a low "um".

The two people followed the dark stairs to the second floor.

The layout of the second floor is exactly the same as that of the first floor. There is also a hall. The original five brightly colored doors have now turned gray. Ke Xun can only knock on the originally blue door according to his memory: "Sister Guo, are you in there?"

There was a quick response inside: "The leader is back!"

The door opened from the inside, and Guo Lixia's skirt was covered with black and white circular patterns, which looked very strange at night.

Ke Xun still knocked on the door next to him uneasy. According to his memory, this should be Mu Yiran's purple room: "Dongzi, are you inside?"

"Fuck, Ke'er, don't mess around, don't stop by!" Wei Dong's voice rang from inside.

Mu Yiran nodded to Ke Xun, and pushed the door open.

"Good night!" Ke Xun returned to his room after saying this, and found two wooden beds in the dark room.

"Group leader, she doesn't sleep with me, and I don't want to sleep next to her!" Guo Lixia's voice fluctuated in the dark, but the whole person moved in the room like a pattern of black dots on a white background.

Ke Xun's pattern is white with black wavy patterns. At this time, the pattern trembled a little: "What do you want to do with Sister Guo?"

"You choose, sleep with me or with her?" Guo Lixia asked frankly.

"..."

The pattern with black dots on the white background lay directly on a bed: "Anyway, we have one person and one bed. You can sleep wherever you like."

The other bed is a thin black diamond pattern with a small area on a white background. The pattern makes Xin Beibei's voice: "That's not good. I'm not used to sleeping with strangers. Besides, the group leader is still a man."

"You finally know that I am a man." The wave pattern made a cry without tears.

The diamond pattern turned over and seemed to be asleep.

Suddenly the whole room became completely black, as if being covered by a huge black cloth, all the patterns of the three people disappeared.