Zhu Hong, Titanium White, Violet, Qunqing, Rose, Light Green ...

In an instant, as if the kaleidoscope was broken, the gorgeous colors overflowed, as if the waterfall was swallowed. When the torrent passed, everything became different.

The earth is dark, the walls are pale, and the top dome is far from the limit.

The pungent smell of various oils and colors floats in the air, but when the countless taste is intertwined in one place, there is a faint change of fragrance.

Above the earth, there are towering paintings.

Cover the wet cloth.

There are all kinds of colors and residues on the ground.

This is one ...

"Studio?" Huai Shi raised his brow.

"Ah, yes, my workshop."

On the high chair, Gisel was wearing a linen work suit full of various residual colors and looked at Huai Shi: "Doomsday painter's tricks ... How do you feel?"

"Very good, you can enter the working environment anytime, anywhere, you must like painting very much."

Huai Shi appreciated the answer.

"Unfortunately, art does not love me alone, and sometimes, sometimes too much. So, I ca n’t say whether it is love or disgust.

I can only say, right. "

Giselle sighed helplessly: "All saying arts are always connected, but to be honest, I don't like music completely. To be precise, I hate music."

"I like to be quiet, I need to be quiet, and quiet can make me relax. Mr. Huai Shi." Gisle said: "Even if it is a pleasant melody, I can only feel noisy and irritable when I work."

"Understanding." Huai Shi indifferently spread his hands: "People have their own good, this kind of thing cannot be forced."

"Yeah, such a simple truth, but Francisco can't understand it."

Giselle sighed helplessly: "That guy always likes to be annoying when people do work.

Either call to borrow money, or run over to hide the debtor, or just get in love and ask someone to drink, or then just find something.

If he ignores him, he will start singing, dancing, and playing his piano!

Go to fucking the piano! "

"Didn't you beat him?" Huai Shi was curious.

"Stud, but it's useless."

Giselle shrugged, "So, I can only ... find another way."

Having said that, she mentioned the brush next to her, dipped in oil, and waved freely from the air, outlined a faint prototype of a contour.

Is that a picture frame?!

"The working hours are here, Mr. Huai Shi."

She said, "Now, let the world, get quiet!"

At that moment, the world was silent.

Friction, collision, sounding, tremor ... Everything disappears, even the sound of heartbeat, blood flow, breathing sound, everything disappears.

It seems to disappear in an instant.

Huai Shi felt that he was thrown into the vacuum.

But at that moment, behind him, in an unfinished oil painting frame, the wet cloth was quietly opened silently, and the weird look of the monsters below faintly emerged.

A weird hand claw shot out of it, a section of the arms and bones winding, piercing behind Huai Shi.

Huai Poems, I do n’t feel at a loss.

It wasn't until the moment when his claws touched his clothes, the attack close at hand finally appeared in his perception.

Steps without thinking, galloping forward.

From the air, Huai Shi turned around, and the flames of the ax in my hand appeared, cut!

collapse!

Huai Shi flew out, vomiting blood, and fell on the ground.

The abdomen was pulled out of a crack, and the blood was sprayed.

Stiff in place.

I can't move.

He wants to stare, but he can't even do the most basic actions.

What ghost?

Soon, the long stiffness disappeared for a second, and the claws evaporated silently, disappearing, and only the slightly moving wet cloth proved everything that happened.

"I said it, I hate noisy."

Gisel was holding his chin and looked at his appearance: "This is not for what killing tricks you deliberately developed. In fact, I have never expected it. One day I will use this trick to deal with you.

To blame, blame the Francisco's guy too annoying. "

noisy?

Huai Shi got up from the ground and felt the faint hoe, thinking about electricity, recalling everything just happened, and finally couldn't help but shock slightly.

"It seems you want to understand?"

Gisel laughed: "I have abolished a lot of kung fu before I did a good studio -quiet noisy, keep quiet, of course, it is also forbidden to play."

She said: "Including your performance method."

Grass!

Huai Shi's eyes were dark.

The sense of cheating that once met, making him unable to help him want to shake.

Why do one and two target my performance!??

No wonder Francisco didn't want to join forces with her at all. Once her studio unfolded, his teammates were abolished first.

In a moment, his hair was aware of the faint touch.

A subconscious roll, then got up from the ground, and suddenly changed the position -then, once again, frozen in place. Just see the shadow rushing to face.

Bunch, smashed on his face.

The sharp edges and corners tear up a sharp wound, and the blood flow is more than.

He rolled and gasped on the ground.

Once again, forcibly stiffened for a second!

Once the moment of the beat is constituted, it will be forcibly suppressed by the power of the studio.

"Here, I preserved a total of ninety -one works, all of which were ink with my soul, and took all kinds of inspiration from the abyss.

They are the pillars of this studio, and they seem to be even regarded as part of my soul, and they are not blocked by pilot. That is to say, at least 92 my souls are now rejected, denying everything, denying everything

noisy.

In terms of ‘weight’, you do n’t have the possibility of resistance.

Even I can't change the rules here.

The restrictions we have suffered are the same. In this regard, it's fair to be fair. "

Gisle spread his hands and looked at the embarrassing Huai Shi: "Please admit defeat, Mr. Huai Shi, I don't want to cause harm to you -as you can see, I just want to get more budgets for a few days.

Stray painter just. "

"You must have a good relationship with Francisco?" Huai Shi said suddenly.

"..."

Gisle frowned and frowned immediately: "Is this time when this kind of thing is?"

"No, just suddenly feel, you see, even if that guy is so annoying in your opinion, you never thought about driving him out of his studio, is it?"

Huai Shi laughed: "Even if he is crazy and impatient when he is working, he has been restraining and patience. He never thought about letting the other party disappear.

For you, he must be a very important person. "

"It has nothing to do with you!"

Gisel's expression gradually gloomy: "I have enough respect for you, Mr. Huai Shi, don't point to others, right?"

"No, I didn't see respect, I only saw mercy."

Huai Shi stretched out his hand, wiped the blood on his face, and asked doubt: "Are you kept your hand to me, Gisel? Or do you think, do you think you have such a qualification?"

He stood in place, and again, he put a starting posture towards Gisel.

Take a deep breath.
To be continued...