Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Art of Color
The man's face was pale and almost cyan, as if painted with oil paint, with deep dark circles under his eyes, and a psychedelic sheen.
His eyes were blank, but his pale face was painted with flaming red lips. There were no clothes on his upper body, but on his skin, there was a messy pattern embroidered with black thread.
My hairs stood on end, for the threads were really sewn into his skin, and it hurt to see them, and the two completely black sensitivities on his chest were embedded with red gems.
Pale skin, black embroidery and red gems filled his body with a deep evil and bloodthirsty sensuality.
It's supposed to be a scary outfit, but for some reason, it deeply hooks the darkest and most evil desires in your heart, making you want to stop.
His lower body was also a black leather skirt like strips of rag, and under the dangling black strips were his two pale legs, each toenail painted bright red.
He looked at me vacantly: "Let me see." β
He seemed to be talking to Cangyu, he walked towards me, his soul passed through my body, and I became nervous.
"Zongben, don't scare Luo Bing." Jun also looked at him a little nervously.
"Tell her not to move." A hoarse voice came from behind me, and I tensed and froze, and then I felt a chill in my head, and his head must have gotten into mine.
Then, a wheezing sound rang in my ears, it was Jora's.
"No...... Temple, Your Highness...... I...... I can't...... In front of Luo Bing...... I ......"
"Don't be nervous...... Immediately, Cangyu's gentle voice came, "What are you facing...... It's not Luo Bing...... It was Mr. Somoto, the most famous man in the painting world at that time, and countless people wanted to ask him for a painting...... Luo Bing, the first page you see is the ...... he painted."
"What?!" My whole body stiffened, and the picture was almost based on Jun......
I glanced at Jun, "You...... Did you know that he drew you? β
Jun smiled awkwardly, smiled very cleanly, and scratched his head: "This is art, Luo Bing, who of us here hasn't painted nude paintings?" Zongben's heart is pure. Jun suddenly became serious.
"You say that...... I do" Somoto suddenly spoke, "makes me a little disgusted......"
"Poof!" Everyone laughed.
Jun also smiled brightly.
Winsky, who was painting postmodern paintings on the side, looked at me gently: "Luo Bing, Zongben painted Jun secretly, Jun didn't take it off to show him, and if you only paint one person, Zongben is not interested, don't be jealous~~~~~"
Everyone winked at me, and I knew they were joking, and this group of "dead people" was joking a lot.
Jun smiled even more awkwardly and looked at me: "Hehehe...... Actually, I am very good friends with Somoto, and we also learned to draw together, and we were in the same class. β
What the?!
I can't see that Jun and Somoto will be very good friends at all!
They are obviously at opposite ends of art, no, literally at opposite ends of the universe.
Jun is so clean and pure, and Zongben ...... It's an M.
My filthy lobby sister has taught me a lot of knowledge in the filthy subject.
"Boring ......" Zongben said suddenly, obviously he seemed to have seen what Cangyu showed him and felt bored.
"Wait...... It's not over yet...... Cangyu said, "Don't worry......"
"Ahββββh
"Oh~~~ I haven't felt this way for a long time......" A few women on the side touched their faces, "Listening to it makes people miss ......"
"Give me a pen! Give me a pen quicklyββββ" Somoto raised my hand and shouted excitedly, and immediately put the pen into my hand, and immediately, Somoto swayed.
He drew like he was mad and poisoned, and I had never seen it so fast.
He blacked out the entire drawing board!
In the middle, he drew Jora's face, a face immersed in happiness, shyness, panic and fear, the expression on her face was complicated, but her trembling eyes and tears with a hint of fear made every man he saw his blood boil, wanting to pounce on her body and gnaw at her body, staining her body with gorgeous blood.
Suddenly, Jun covered my eyes and didn't let me look any further.
"What happened to this girl? How can there be such an expression? "I heard the talk around me.
"Shhh...... This is a good painting, the art of the painting is whether it can arouse hormones, if you don't feel it when you look at it, it is a failure. β
"What kind of light is that? Holy light? β
"The collision of holiness and evil instincts, I love this theme!"
"Hahahaha-haha-haha-I love it! I like ββββ" Somoto shouted excitedly with wild laughter, "I like this feeling of loving zuo to death-hahahahaββββ"
"Somoto! Don't say this kind of thing in Luo Bing's body! Luo Bing, you better go back" Jun pushed me, I woke up from my bed, the sun was dazzling, and I faintly saw Cangyu standing by the painting, not seeing Ruola.
I was still a little weak when I saw Cangyu for the first time, afraid to see him and Ruola naked, but I was relieved to see Cangyu wearing clothes.
"It's worthy of Zongben's painting ......" Cangyu sighed, slightly letting go of his figure, and then, I saw Ruola on the drawing board!
"Ahββββββ" I grabbed my clothes and hurriedly jumped out of bed to cover them, but Cangyu smiled and raised his hand to stop: "This is art, Luo Bing." β
He calmly took the painting, and I saw that there was only one person in the painting, and her body was slightly glowing with a pale blue, like an aquamarine energy......
I remembered the conversation in the ruins of the valley, where they said that there was light on Jora's body......
And behind Jora, I saw a pair of terrible, terrifying eyes that people couldn't reach, like demonic eyes, those terrible eyes, which made people chill.
Ruora's snow-white, plump body is engulfed by the black that extends from the background, they are like terrible tentacles, and like the tongues of countless demons, you can't tell it, you can't distinguish it, but you can feel it, it is an extremely evil thing, which makes people chill, but also expects to see them devour the snow-white girl who radiates light all over.
"Sure enough, it's Zongben's brushwork...... Cangyu admired with satisfaction, and looked at me as if commenting, "Zongben is famous for painting nude paintings, at first his paintings are very holy, pure and beautiful, and the girls in them are not allowed to be blasphemed, but later, he got tired of it, he wanted to break through, longed for his own evolution, and after the breakthrough, he brought such a painting to the world, will it make you shake between good and evil?" β
I looked at him with a flushed face and messy hair, and I didn't expect him to be so calm, and he discussed with me about Somoto's paintings without blushing or panting.