Chapter 7 Posters
He Qing furrowed his brows, racking his brains and thinking: "In the end...... What's wrong?"
"Ding Dong!"
The elevator sent out a loud prompt, it was already on the first floor, and at the moment when the prompt sounded, the mess in He Qing's mind seemed to be squeezed hard in an instant!
She got it!
I finally knew something was wrong......
- All three of them were shocked by the poster posted in the hallway. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The size of the poster is not small, 128 inches, the material is ordinary, the cheapest PVC material, this point, He Qing, who often helps the student union order the welcome poster, knows best.
She was shocked by the poster because of the distant and ethereal artistic conception in the painting, the vast sea of clouds, the emerald color, and the beauty in the middle dressed in red, dancing in the distant and vast background, which is particularly breathtaking.
In her eyes, the dancing posture of Lou Lan in the poster is like a flying fairy, and the tender fingers like ten shallots are flying and intertwined, like an orchid with a peerless posture, graceful and beautiful.
In Dandan's description, she was attracted by Loulan's eyes in the poster, that look longing to flow, as if alive, turning bright, like thousands of stars blooming in her eyes, indescribable thousands of feelings, thousands of romances.
But it wasn't until this moment that He Qing remembered that the poster was in her eyes, the bamboo sea was surging, and the clouds and smoke were covered. The proportion of the woman in red in the painting is very small, and it is just a back, not to mention the eyes, even her fingers have not been exposed at all, where did the orchid fingers come from, and the eyes that charm all beings?!
Is there something wrong with her eyes, or is it that Lu Shaodan and Yu Dandan see things differently?
However, although he had successfully found out the suspicions at this time, He Qing really didn't feel the slightest hint of treachery today, what the hell is going on?
Trying their best to attract them to the past, and the fees are low, and the teaching is serious, it is not enough, there is no thought, right?
He Qing looked at the two people who were discussing with great interest, under the dim street lamp, the road was white, there were only a handful of pedestrians and vehicles on the road, the three people wrapped in hats, wrapped in scarves, buried in the wind and snow in the sky, the sky and the earth, the figures of the three people were infinitely small.
Another gust of cold wind swept in the snowflakes, bypassing them, and the three pairs of messy foot marks were instantly covered by the wind and snow, as if no one had ever walked by.
He Qing stopped.
"Ah, my phone!"
Lu Shaodan turned around: "What's the matter, Ah Qing?"
He Qing winked at her: "I forgot to take my phone, you go back first, I'll go back after I get my phone." ”
Yu Dandan tightened the hat that was about to fall off by the wind, and turned around with difficulty: "Mobile phone, then hurry up and get it, Ah Qing, let's go with you." ”
He Qing hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I'll go back immediately, such a big snow, you can go first." It's so close to the school, it's fine. ”
While talking, he desperately made eye contact with Lu Shaodan. Lu Shaodan was slightly stunned, and immediately grabbed Yu Dandan, who insisted on accompanying He Qing: "Dandan, the snow is so big, let's go back first, it's so close to the dormitory, let's go back and help A-Qing get a bottle of hot water first, she will definitely come back at that time, saving time from tossing back and forth on a cold day." ”
"Okay. ”
The security around Mingda is still trustworthy, Yu Dandan thought about it and finally agreed.
Seeing the two of them moving forward step by step arm in arm, He Qing paused for a moment and immediately rushed towards Tianheng Building. There was wind under her feet, if Yu Dandan turned her head at this time, she could immediately find that there was not a trace of footprints under He Qing's feet. The heavy snow that was blowing up in the sky seemed to be swept away by an invisible barrier at this moment, and every piece in front of her avoided her moving figure, and twisted out a difficult posture.
The aura coils the body, the Xuanguang is contained, and the gestures are extraordinary.
This girl who is fearless in the wind and snow, at this moment, who knows her future?
The wind and snow on the road covered the sky and the sun, He Qing didn't need to cover up much at all, his spiritual power was agitated, and he soon returned to Tianheng Building.
She stopped in the corridor, the dim sensor lights stopped silently with her, all the lights were lit up, she turned around, under the light, the 128-inch poster still reflected the heart-wrenching brilliance.
This time, He Qing didn't go directly to see it, but closed his eyes and thought about it carefully: I want to find a dance teacher, she has to be very beautiful, very beautiful......
Her thoughts flipped back and forth a few times, and when she opened her eyes, the picture in the poster in front of her was immediately very different, no longer the artistic conception of the vast sea of clouds she had seen before, but a close-up dance photo of Loulan. The photo is beautiful, although the facial features are still the same person, but the woman on this poster is obviously more than a step higher than Loulan in reality, which is beautiful!
He Qing slowly approached it, stretched out his palm and pasted it on the upper right side of the poster. The poster wasn't very high, and she could reach the corner with her arms straight. At this time, the spiritual light in her palm was shining, and it was flashing with the rhythm of her slightly undulating breathing.
Her palms were flat on the poster's plane, moving inch by inch from right to left. With the movement of the palm, the whole palm is like an eraser, but where the palm has moved, all disappear into a blank, and there is no trace of residual color.
After just a few back and forth, the poster has already vacated a large area of whiteboard.
He Qing put down his palm and looked at the soft and blurred lines in his palm, the wisps of weird power in this poster were indeed entangled with the breath on Loulan's body, as if they were of the same origin.
She looked at the tightly closed door of room 903, and immediately reached out her palm and patted it lightly in the center of the entire poster without hesitation.
But the moment her palm touched the poster, a circle of ripples immediately emanated from the place of her palm, spreading from the center to the outside from the inside, far away, one after another, and soon spread to the corner of the poster, and then was flooded into the wall by new waves, without a trace.
The delicate facial features and colorful colors reflected on the poster all fluctuate with the ups and downs of this wave, and then the unconsciously back waves take turns from the inside out, inch by inch to the wall, turning into a mess of colors, flowing to the ground, and disappearing in an instant.
Looking at the wall again, there was a bare white sheet of paper, and there was nothing, as if everything that had just been experienced was just an illusion.
He Qing raised his head at this moment.
The door of 903 opened. (To be continued.) )