There are few words on these papers, and most of them are expressed in pictures. I have to admire these two talented artisans, who can outline vivid images in a few strokes, and give these images simply. Joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
For example, draw a boy wearing glasses standing in front of the cafeteria, and the clock next to it is pointing at 11:40, which roughly means: I am waiting for you at the cafeteria at 11:40.
Or two girls are drawn on a picture, one with long hair fluttering and the other with short hair, with two options marked AB next to them, probably asking: Do I look good with long hair or short hair? Must choose one!
But what is the fate of these two protagonists now? Has this boy flew back from the other side of the ocean? Can this kind of life separated for many years still be as sweet as before? It will inevitably make people sigh.
There are also some children's graffiti works under the paper. The particularly tender lines drew ducks, dinosaurs and monsters. It seems that this mother has also kept some of the childhood sketches of the child.
Really a very caring mother.
Mu Yiran picked up one of them. The picture on it was a very complicated mechanical skeleton, which seemed to come from aliens, but also from high-tech. Many small humans came to pay their respects, and some looked like humans. The posture, if peeled off, is no different from this mechanical skeleton.
This is also a magical realism style, Mu Yiran was thinking, and suddenly heard Ke Xun raised his voice: "Fuck, there is a clue! It turned out to be hidden here!"
At this time, Li Taiyong was sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for news. Hearing Ke Xun's words, he couldn't help looking over here.
Ke Xun turned this magical realist style painting over and let everyone look at the back. There was a string of words written on it in pencil: Mom, I went to 616 to paint and I had lunch.
"It turns out that 616 and 411 are the same family!" Ke Xun was a little excited, "and this family is all related to painting!"
Mu Yiran looked at the string of words repeatedly: "If you guessed correctly, 616 should be the studio rented by their family."
"No wonder you said that there was no furniture before 616. If it is really a studio, it must be empty and empty." The old man Li Taiyong was about to stand up, but suddenly found that the ground was shaking.
The darkening of the world accelerated, Ke Xun opened the door and rushed out, and found that the patio mouth had shrunk to the size of the sewer manhole cover.
"It's probably because of their behavior at the entrance of the courtyard just now, which accelerated the speed of breaking the ground." Mu Yiran helped the old man Li Taiyong up, "Let's go to 616 now. The seal or signature must be there."
Elder Li Taiyong waved his hand: "I'm slow, you two hurry up!"
Ke Xun had already walked into the room, bent his back to the old man, and planned to carry him on his back: "Come on, this way faster."
"This..." Old Li Taiyong stopped being hypocritical, and simply let this strong-looking young man put his back on his back and ran all the way up to the sixth floor.
The whole tube building began to tremble slightly, and even felt that it was an upward force, as if trying to break through some boundaries.
When the three came to the door of 616, Weidong and several others just came out of the door: "No, I can't stand on top at all, and almost slipped off!"
Apparently a few people had just crawled in from outside the window, and Weidong was still planning to use a broom to sweep the broken glass on the window.
"The clue suggests that the seal is in room 616!" Ke Xun held the almost deformed door frame and put down the old man on his back.
Mu Yiran had already entered the room and began to look around.
Zhu Haowen was a little disbelieved: "I have searched this room up and down, and there is absolutely no way to omit a trace, unless you pry the floor open."
Mu Yiran didn't seem to be able to hear it, and was still rummaging around, and Qin Ci soon joined the ranks of rummaging.
"I feel that Hao Wen'er is a careful child," Li Taiyong walked into the house from the deformed door frame with difficulty, "If the seal is at 616, it must be a place you have never looked for."
Mu Yiran didn't stop his hands, but his eyes were looking around. Only a layer of window paper could solve the problem, but people sometimes just couldn't turn over this button.
Ke Xun walked to the heater wrapped in a printed wooden grid. Regardless of the pain, he clenched his fist and smashed it a few times before removing the wooden board outside with his bare hands: "These places should not have been found."
Xinmiao arrived at 616 sometime, looking at everyone curiously, but did not dare to speak.
The floor trembled violently again, and the room was almost dark, and everyone felt terrible suffocation.
Only Xinmiao looked as usual.
Mu Yiran adjusted his breathing, and looked at the whole room coldly, his eyes fell on the wallpaper posted on the wall: "Tear all the wallpaper!"
Everyone did it together, but because of suffocation, almost everyone couldn't help, and barely tore up the wallpaper in the living room, everyone gasped like a dying fish.
A wall of the room suddenly collapsed, Ke Xun reacted the fastest, and instantly pushed Mu Yiran who was next to the wall out, but half of his leg was too late to pull away and was pressed under the brick wall.
Mu Yiran and Wei Dong hurried over to help Ke Xun pull out his leg. Wei Dong was so anxious that he almost cried: "Ke Er, can you still move your leg?"
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" Ke Xun didn't want to talk too much. He said too much about hypoxia. In addition, he was very sensitive to this kind of depression, and now he is almost a patient who needs urgent oxygen infusion.
"Girl, help my brothers with work!" Old man Li Taiyong supported Xinmiao - now this girl is the one with the most energy.
Xin Miao was actually very obedient. He jumped over to the bedroom, raised a corner of the wallpaper, and tore it apart with a "swipe".
A huge picture appeared in front of him, and as Xin Miao kept tearing, the picture became more and more complete.
Although this picture has also been distorted due to the deformation of the room, it does not prevent people from imagining its original appearance.
——The huge and exaggerated bamboo shoots occupy almost the entire wall, and the bamboo shoots are covered with small windows, just like the abstract body of the tube building!
Next to the bamboo shoots is written in naive characters: I want to take you out! Our Chunsun dormitory can skyrocket! Get out of the cage! To the universe!
Xinmiao crouched down and tore off the bottom piece of wallpaper. The lower half of the bamboo shoot actually painted a rocket-like flame tail, which really felt like going out of space.
The artist's signature is written below the bamboo shoots: Luo Bin, 11 years old.
All eyes were focused on the young man's signature, and a faint golden light instantly lit up, and the squeezed almost deformed picture frame loomed on the twisted wall.
"Successful..." I don't know a few people said excitedly, but the voices were very collapsed.
Now the whole room is almost completely dark, and in an environment where you can't see your fingers, it is illuminated by the luminous signature.
There was another violent tremor on the ground, and one corner of the picture frame almost couldn't support it, and the whole picture frame was twisted into a parallelogram.
"Hurry up." Zhu Haowen stepped into the frame for the first time, and disappeared inside in a blink of an eye.
Everything in front of me only happened in an instant, and a collapse could completely wipe out the precious exit.
"Go!" The old man Li Taiyong's voice sounded. At some unknown time, the old man had already propped up a corner of the picture frame that was about to break. "Hurry up!"
In the anxious voice of Li Taiyong, Qin Ci also bent down and walked out of the frame.
"Grandpa Li..." Before Ke Xun finished speaking, Mu Yiran carried him on his back, struggling to get into the picture frame that was deformed to only one meter high.
"Girls go, too, if you go out, it can be cured!" The old man Li Taiyong almost couldn't hold on. He squatted down and tried his best to hold up a corner of the picture frame. Because of too much force, his temples would burst. "Take her out!"
Wei Dong gritted his teeth and pulled Xinmiao out on the ground. As soon as he went out, he heard a crashing sound from behind...
There was light in front of him, and all the nightmares had disappeared.
Ke Xun was also carried on his back by Mu Yiran, his calf almost lost consciousness, and he did not know when he shed tears, and wet Mu Yiran's back.
Everyone stood silently in the exhibition hall. When everyone gathered up the courage to look at the painting in front of them, they found that the painting was incredibly warm and bright:
"Break the Ground. Series Five"-Painter Luo Bin, 2016 work.
The scene on the painting is the courtyard of Chunsun Apartment, as if every corner is bathed in sunlight. Although it is a scene from the old times, the colors are bright and comfortable.
The yard is full of warmth and liveliness. There are children jumping with rubber bands, a housewife picking vegetables and washing clothes, and a little boy sitting in a corner of the yard, drawing on the drawing board, and the picture is a big picture. Bamboo shoots, the little boy is painting windows on the bamboo shoots.
In the picture, there are two elderly people playing chess. One is the concierge Uncle Zhang, and the other is the old man Li Taiyong who smiles kindly. Beside the old man, he is doing ballet moves with a sweet face. Smiling Xinmiao.
Wei Dong looked down at the palm of his right hand. Just now he used his right hand to pull Xinmiao out. As the space got bigger, he got up and started running, but when he ran out, he only felt that the person in his hand It became lighter and lighter until it really came out and the girl disappeared.
Now in the palm of his hand, it is just a small blue bow hairpin, the one Xin Miao has been wearing on his head.
"They are very happy in the painting." Mu Yiran said.
Ke Xun never spoke.
Qin Ci's expression was heavy, but at this time he had to say: "I'd better take Xiao Ke to the hospital first, he may have a broken leg."
There are few words on these papers, and most of them are expressed in pictures. I have to admire these two talented artisans, who can outline vivid images in a few strokes, and give these images simply. Joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
For example, draw a boy wearing glasses standing in front of the cafeteria, and the clock next to it is pointing at 11:40, which roughly means: I am waiting for you at the cafeteria at 11:40.
Or two girls are drawn on a picture, one with long hair fluttering and the other with short hair, with two options marked AB next to them, probably asking: Do I look good with long hair or short hair? Must choose one!
But what is the fate of these two protagonists now? Has this boy flew back from the other side of the ocean? Can this kind of life separated for many years still be as sweet as before? It will inevitably make people sigh.
There are also some children's graffiti works under the paper. The particularly tender lines drew ducks, dinosaurs and monsters. It seems that this mother has also kept some of the childhood sketches of the child.
Really a very caring mother.
Mu Yiran picked up one of them. The picture on it was a very complicated mechanical skeleton, which seemed to come from aliens, but also from high-tech. Many small humans came to pay their respects, and some looked like humans. The posture, if peeled off, is no different from this mechanical skeleton.
This is also a magical realism style, Mu Yiran was thinking, and suddenly heard Ke Xun raised his voice: "Fuck, there is a clue! It turned out to be hidden here!"
At this time, Li Taiyong was sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for news. Hearing Ke Xun's words, he couldn't help looking over here.
Ke Xun turned this magical realist style painting over and let everyone look at the back. There was a string of words written on it in pencil: Mom, I went to 616 to paint and I had lunch.
"It turns out that 616 and 411 are the same family!" Ke Xun was a little excited, "and this family is all related to painting!"
Mu Yiran looked at the string of words repeatedly: "If you guessed correctly, 616 should be the studio rented by their family."
"No wonder you said that there was no furniture before 616. If it is really a studio, it must be empty and empty." The old man Li Taiyong was about to stand up, but suddenly found that the ground was shaking.
The darkening of the world accelerated, Ke Xun opened the door and rushed out, and found that the patio mouth had shrunk to the size of the sewer manhole cover.
"It's probably because of their behavior at the entrance of the courtyard just now, which accelerated the speed of breaking the ground." Mu Yiran helped the old man Li Taiyong up, "Let's go to 616 now. The seal or signature must be there."
Elder Li Taiyong waved his hand: "I'm slow, you two hurry up!"
Ke Xun had already walked into the room, bent his back to the old man, and planned to carry him on his back: "Come on, this way faster."
"This..." Old Li Taiyong stopped being hypocritical, and simply let this strong-looking young man put his back on his back and ran all the way up to the sixth floor.
The whole tube building began to tremble slightly, and even felt that it was an upward force, as if trying to break through some boundaries.
When the three came to the door of 616, Weidong and several others just came out of the door: "No, I can't stand on top at all, and almost slipped off!"
Apparently a few people had just crawled in from outside the window, and Weidong was still planning to use a broom to sweep the broken glass on the window.
"The clue suggests that the seal is in room 616!" Ke Xun held the almost deformed door frame and put down the old man on his back.
Mu Yiran had already entered the room and began to look around.
Zhu Haowen was a little disbelieved: "I have searched this room up and down, and there is absolutely no way to omit a trace, unless you pry the floor open."
Mu Yiran didn't seem to be able to hear it, and was still rummaging around, and Qin Ci soon joined the ranks of rummaging.
"I feel that Hao Wen'er is a careful child," Li Taiyong walked into the house from the deformed door frame with difficulty, "If the seal is at 616, it must be a place you have never looked for."
Mu Yiran didn't stop his hands, but his eyes were looking around. Only a layer of window paper could solve the problem, but people sometimes just couldn't turn over this button.
Ke Xun walked to the heater wrapped in a printed wooden grid. Regardless of the pain, he clenched his fist and smashed it a few times before removing the wooden board outside with his bare hands: "These places should not have been found."
Xinmiao arrived at 616 sometime, looking at everyone curiously, but did not dare to speak.
The floor trembled violently again, and the room was almost dark, and everyone felt terrible suffocation.
Only Xinmiao looked as usual.
Mu Yiran adjusted his breathing, and looked at the whole room coldly, his eyes fell on the wallpaper posted on the wall: "Tear all the wallpaper!"
Everyone did it together, but because of suffocation, almost everyone couldn't help, and barely tore up the wallpaper in the living room, everyone gasped like a dying fish.
A wall of the room suddenly collapsed, Ke Xun reacted the fastest, and instantly pushed Mu Yiran who was next to the wall out, but half of his leg was too late to pull away and was pressed under the brick wall.
Mu Yiran and Wei Dong hurried over to help Ke Xun pull out his leg. Wei Dong was so anxious that he almost cried: "Ke Er, can you still move your leg?"
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" Ke Xun didn't want to talk too much. He said too much about hypoxia. In addition, he was very sensitive to this kind of depression, and now he is almost a patient who needs urgent oxygen infusion.
"Girl, help my brothers with work!" Old man Li Taiyong supported Xinmiao - now this girl is the one with the most energy.
Xin Miao was actually very obedient. He jumped over to the bedroom, raised a corner of the wallpaper, and tore it apart with a "swipe".
A huge picture appeared in front of him, and as Xin Miao kept tearing, the picture became more and more complete.
Although this picture has also been distorted due to the deformation of the room, it does not prevent people from imagining its original appearance.
——The huge and exaggerated bamboo shoots occupy almost the entire wall, and the bamboo shoots are covered with small windows, just like the abstract body of the tube building!
Next to the bamboo shoots is written in naive characters: I want to take you out! Our Chunsun dormitory can skyrocket! Get out of the cage! To the universe!
Xinmiao crouched down and tore off the bottom piece of wallpaper. The lower half of the bamboo shoot actually painted a rocket-like flame tail, which really felt like going out of space.
The artist's signature is written below the bamboo shoots: Luo Bin, 11 years old.
All eyes were focused on the young man's signature, and a faint golden light instantly lit up, and the squeezed almost deformed picture frame loomed on the twisted wall.
"Successful..." I don't know a few people said excitedly, but the voices were very collapsed.
Now the whole room is almost completely dark, and in an environment where you can't see your fingers, it is illuminated by the luminous signature.
There was another violent tremor on the ground, and one corner of the picture frame almost couldn't support it, and the whole picture frame was twisted into a parallelogram.
"Hurry up." Zhu Haowen stepped into the frame for the first time, and disappeared inside in a blink of an eye.
Everything in front of me only happened in an instant, and a collapse could completely wipe out the precious exit.
"Go!" The old man Li Taiyong's voice sounded. At some unknown time, the old man had already propped up a corner of the picture frame that was about to break. "Hurry up!"
In the anxious voice of Li Taiyong, Qin Ci also bent down and walked out of the frame.
"Grandpa Li..." Before Ke Xun finished speaking, Mu Yiran carried him on his back, struggling to get into the picture frame that was deformed to only one meter high.
"Girls go, too, if you go out, it can be cured!" The old man Li Taiyong almost couldn't hold on. He squatted down and tried his best to hold up a corner of the picture frame. Because of too much force, his temples would burst. "Take her out!"
Wei Dong gritted his teeth and pulled Xinmiao out on the ground. As soon as he went out, he heard a crashing sound from behind...
There was light in front of him, and all the nightmares had disappeared.
Ke Xun was also carried on his back by Mu Yiran, his calf almost lost consciousness, and he did not know when he shed tears, and wet Mu Yiran's back.
Everyone stood silently in the exhibition hall. When everyone gathered up the courage to look at the painting in front of them, they found that the painting was incredibly warm and bright:
"Break the Ground. Series Five"-Painter Luo Bin, 2016 work.
The scene on the painting is the courtyard of Chunsun Apartment, as if every corner is bathed in sunlight. Although it is a scene from the old times, the colors are bright and comfortable.
The yard is full of warmth and liveliness. There are children jumping with rubber bands, a housewife picking vegetables and washing clothes, and a little boy sitting in a corner of the yard, drawing on the drawing board, and the picture is a big picture. Bamboo shoots, the little boy is painting windows on the bamboo shoots.
In the picture, there are two elderly people playing chess. One is the concierge Uncle Zhang, and the other is the old man Li Taiyong who smiles kindly. Beside the old man, he is doing ballet moves with a sweet face. Smiling Xinmiao.
Wei Dong looked down at the palm of his right hand. Just now he used his right hand to pull Xinmiao out. As the space got bigger, he got up and started running, but when he ran out, he only felt that the person in his hand It became lighter and lighter until it really came out and the girl disappeared.
Now in the palm of his hand, it is just a small blue bow hairpin, the one Xin Miao has been wearing on his head.
"They are very happy in the painting." Mu Yiran said.
Ke Xun never spoke.
Qin Ci's expression was heavy, but at this time he had to say: "I'd better take Xiao Ke to the hospital first, he may have a broken leg."
