The Big Nose Art Museum is located on a less prosperous street in the cultural circle of City G.
Judging from the information collected by the members of the "Introduction to Painting Theory" group, this art museum has always been avant-garde. The exhibitions undertaken in the museum are mostly abstract and surrealist works. The owners of these works are mostly small Some of the painters are not well-known, and some are only known in the minority circles.
Even Mu Yiran could not provide any useful clues this time.
It is worth mentioning that as a new member, Zhu Haowen joined the "Jin Painting Theory" group, and the "gentle green" portrait in the group is permanently fixed to "just a portrait".
No matter what kind of person Sha Liu was, she cannot be judged by death, so everyone will still feel embarrassed, but as a death reserve, sympathizing with others is obviously a waste of emotions and useless.
When Ke Xun Weidong arrived at the Big Nose Art Museum, it was raining heavily. It was near midsummer and the climate was too hot to bear. The open air-conditioned place like the art museum became the best place for pedestrians to shelter from the rain and relieve heat.
"It is expected that this time we can make up enough people soon." Wei Dong said sarcastically.
Ke Xun received the umbrella and went to find the personal belongings depository with Weidong, and met Zhu Haowen there.
Zhu Haowen’s dressing style is the one that Ke Xun likes, a blue and white horizontal striped T, a pair of moss green loose slacks, rolled up trousers, exposed ankles, and wore a pair of blue and white canvas shoes. The whole person is a Japanese Harajuku style.
Although this set of clothes may become a sackcloth mourning dress, a beggar's dress, a robe and a mantle or even a monk's robe after being painted.
"Konniqiwa!" Ke Xun said hello.
Zhu Haowen turned his face to look over, glanced over Ke Xun's face and body, and nodded lightly.
"Let's go up together," Ke Xun said. "The fourth exhibition hall is on the third floor."
"The museum is not big, and there are quite a lot of floors." Wei Dong chatted, looking at the iron staircase and wiped his face.
I'm going to paint again. It feels like I went to the hospital for injections when I was a child. When I got into the hospital, I smelled the smell of disinfectant and my stomach hurts and my legs became tense.
Wei Dong hoped that going to the fourth exhibition hall was just an injection. Instead of dying.
Ke Xun patted his shoulder blades and took the lead up the stairs.
The architectural style of this art gallery is also very surreal, bizarre and strange. From time to time, half of plaster sculptures of strange shapes emerge suddenly, so that the three of them searched for a long time before they found the fourth exhibition hall. Entrance.
The number plate at the entrance reads "Works of Emerging Artists". The bottom is divided into four columns and five rows, filled with the names of the painters.
"It's another mixed exhibition hall," Ke Xun said. "We will go in later and we will divide the work. When the light shines on the painting to be entered, I will look at the screen, and the two of you will look at the display cards under the painting, as quickly as possible. It’s okay to see the name of the painter and the brief introduction of the paint, right?"
"OJ8K." Weidong tried to make himself fearless.
Zhu Haowen nodded lightly.
The three of them stepped forward, and they were immediately dazzled by the splendid picture. Their eyes were full of weird and bizarre paintings that ordinary people couldn't understand. The content was strange and the colors were bold, as if they were in a mental hospital.
When the light suddenly went out and a ray of light came on, the three of them immediately cast their eyes on the painting under the light, the white light flashed by, opened their eyes, and they were already in the painting.
Zhu Haowen: "..."
Wei Dong: "..."
Ke Xun: "………………"
Wei Dong: "Let's... I'm afraid we have entered the men's bathhouse, right?"
Why are there naked men all around...
Looking at each other's three people again, Zhu Haowen's Harajuku fashion men's clothing, Ke Xun's nine-point black T hip-hop pants, and Weidong's white T ripped denim all disappeared without a trace, and there was no **** left.
"Fuck! What the **** is this!" Wei Dong quickly covered the vitals and clamped his legs.
"Don't cover it, there are men here." Ke Xun looked around calmly, as calm as he was wearing an emperor's new outfit.
"Damn, how do you feel like you are in your arms?" Wei Dong squinted at him.
"I haven't seen the world like this," Ke Xun kept scanning the surrounding naked men group. "If you want to see, you can go to the public bath anytime."
"Pull it down. Those who go to the public bathhouse are big-bellied middle-aged uncles, unless you speak hard." Wei Dong said.
"That's the bathhouse you went to. There are only uncles in the common people's bathhouses. Some bathhouses are filled with young, handsome and good-looking little meat like me." Ke Xun said.
"Death." Wei Dong rolled his eyes.
"Dead heterosexual," Ke Xun said.
Zhu Haowen glanced at Ke Xun next to him.
But Ke Xun's gaze was still looking in the crowd, Wei Dong said, "If you want to see the naked animal husbandry, just say it straight, don't worry, it's like a groundhog licking its neck all over the place."
"How can I say'straight' to you so curved?" Ke Xun said.
"No, stop for a while. This is in the painting. It's really not a bathhouse. Can't we just forget about death?" Wei Dong looked around and saw that all naked men except him were lighted up very calmly. Sitting or standing or lying on the grass in the sun, it was very comfortable, and then uncomfortably let go of the hand that was blocking the vital point, "Are we entering the **** picture or the human body picture? Why are everyone naked? What?"
Ke Xun asked him: "Did you see what was written on the display board before entering the painting?"
Wei Dong said: "I can only see the artist's name, Lex."
"Where's Hao Wen'er?" Ke Xun looked at Zhu Haowen, who had always been as calm and calm as him.
Zhu Haowen seemed to keep his gaze fixed on Ke Xun's face deliberately, "I can see the name of this painting, it's called "Animal World"."
Wei Dong looked dumbfounded: "Sure this is not a TV show? Besides, what does Animal World have to do with people with bare butts?"
Ke Xun said: "Humans are also animals, but why they should be naked, it is currently impossible to speculate."
Weidong asked him: "Did you see the picture?"
Ke Xun replied: "I moved in too fast, only drew a glance, and vaguely saw a bull's head. There seems to be a cat with a strange expression in the distant view.
"It's an animal..." The guard scratched his head, "Then what shall we do next? Also, like these people, tickling in the sun and catching lice to each other?"
Ke Xun said solemnly: "The top priority, I think we should find my friends this time and discuss them together."
Weidong: "Haha."
The three of them stood there and looked around. After ten minutes, Qin Ci appeared on the grass.
Qin Ci was obviously shocked by the fact that he became naked as soon as he entered the painting, but he was a doctor, and soon calmed down, and calmly walked to the three Ke Xun, and raised his hand to say hello.
Seeing this kind of thing naked...
Wei Dong hid behind Ke Xun, watching this man beckoning in response.
"Doctor Qin, what do you think is the situation?" Ke Xun asked.
Qin Ci's always calm face is also a bit emotional at this moment: "I have no clue, I never thought that the style of this painting is like this..."
Ke Xun tilted his head: "Surrealism is something that breaks through all kinds of shackles and is free from secular constraints. By the way, have you seen Mu Yiran?"
Qin Ci shook his head.
The four stood there and continued to wait.
In another ten minutes, two young men in their twenties ran up from the grass end with a dumb face and panic. One is tall and strong, and the other is 1.9 meters and ninety meters tall, and the other is round and fat with a belly. Drum into a ball, running up and down, the plump chest is rippling into waves, not to mention the spicy eyes.
Ke Xun and Wei Dong looked at them with indescribable expressions and watched the two men rushing around aimlessly, and then rushed into the group of naked men basking in the sun. After asking a few questions, they attracted a group of people to look at the mentally retarded eyes. .
"Here!" Qin Ci waved to the two.
The two rushed over, and the tall and strong man ran with his thick throat and asked, "What's the matter? Where is this? Who are you?"
Ke Xun and Wei Dong were accustomed to three questions from the newcomer, but patiently explained this kind of thing and left it to Qin Ci, a very patient doctor, to do it. The two moved aside, mainly to avoid it. The fat man's panting, you should know that everyone is not wearing clothes now, the fat man's rapid breathing sprayed directly on the chest of the two people, and it made people feel numb from head to toe.
A few minutes later, the two newcomers unsurprisingly issued unbelieving doubts and reprimands, and Ke Xun and Wei Dong went further when they saw this.
Some things can't help being repeated again and again, and no amount of patience can be lost. Of course, except for the patient Doctor Qin, his daily work is almost like this.
As Qin Ci continued to explain to the newcomer, more than ten minutes passed, and again from the grassy side came a young man of 18 or 9 years old, with a white body, long waist and short legs, squinting at people. , Staggering while running.
"My glasses are missing — my classmates are missing — where are these? What's the matter? Who are you?" The white board held his head and shrank into one.
Qin Ci continued to explain patiently.
"Mu Yiran, nothing will happen, right." Ke Xun looked at the end of the grass.
"Maybe people would rather die outside than be coveted by you." Wei Dong said.
"Haha," Ke Xun glanced at him, "I am worried about the female compatriots who are in the painting."
Wei Dong's mouth opened into O: "Fuck! How come I didn't expect this--what's so special--this is going to cause trouble!"
Ke Xun: "...Can you control your glamorous expression, let's not forget it."
Wei Dong squeezed his mouth manually, and said: "Why haven't you seen a woman come in after waiting for so long? And you found that there are no men, no women in the sun."
Ke Xun: "Perhaps due to the discordant nature of this painting, it was all men who were selected for the painting this time."
Wei Dong: "What SB painting of riding a horse!"
Ke Xun: "Pay attention to quality and focus on harmony."
Wei Dong: "Harmony is a chicken! You tell me the truth is this painting is actually made by you, do you have a pen name called Lex, do all the animals you draw are curved?"
"Hush..." Ke Xun said suddenly.
Wei Dong lifted his eyelids to look at him, and saw that the corners of his slightly cocked mouth that day was gently bent, and he looked forward intently.
Wei Dong followed his gaze and saw Mu Yiran slowly walking towards this side under the brilliant sunset light.
His skin was white and glowing, and his tight muscle lines resembled intricately carved sculptures of Greek gods. The narrow waist and slender straight legs perfectly reflected what is called the golden ratio and what is called exquisite sexiness.
Wei Dong felt that as a straight man, he couldn't take his eyes off this body, let alone his **** brother...Huh, how about people?
Instead of flying forward as he imagined, his **** brother ducked behind him.
Weidong: "..."
Is this really shy, or is it just...
The Big Nose Art Museum is located on a less prosperous street in the cultural circle of City G.
Judging from the information collected by the members of the "Introduction to Painting Theory" group, this art museum has always been avant-garde. The exhibitions undertaken in the museum are mostly abstract and surrealist works. The owners of these works are mostly small Some of the painters are not well-known, and some are only known in the minority circles.
Even Mu Yiran could not provide any useful clues this time.
It is worth mentioning that as a new member, Zhu Haowen joined the "Jin Painting Theory" group, and the "gentle green" portrait in the group is permanently fixed to "just a portrait".
No matter what kind of person Sha Liu was, she cannot be judged by death, so everyone will still feel embarrassed, but as a death reserve, sympathizing with others is obviously a waste of emotions and useless.
When Ke Xun Weidong arrived at the Big Nose Art Museum, it was raining heavily. It was near midsummer and the climate was too hot to bear. The open air-conditioned place like the art museum became the best place for pedestrians to shelter from the rain and relieve heat.
"It is expected that this time we can make up enough people soon." Wei Dong said sarcastically.
Ke Xun received the umbrella and went to find the personal belongings depository with Weidong, and met Zhu Haowen there.
Zhu Haowen’s dressing style is the one that Ke Xun likes, a blue and white horizontal striped T, a pair of moss green loose slacks, rolled up trousers, exposed ankles, and wore a pair of blue and white canvas shoes. The whole person is a Japanese Harajuku style.
Although this set of clothes may become a sackcloth mourning dress, a beggar's dress, a robe and a mantle or even a monk's robe after being painted.
"Konniqiwa!" Ke Xun said hello.
Zhu Haowen turned his face to look over, glanced over Ke Xun's face and body, and nodded lightly.
"Let's go up together," Ke Xun said. "The fourth exhibition hall is on the third floor."
"The museum is not big, and there are quite a lot of floors." Wei Dong chatted, looking at the iron staircase and wiped his face.
I'm going to paint again. It feels like I went to the hospital for injections when I was a child. When I got into the hospital, I smelled the smell of disinfectant and my stomach hurts and my legs became tense.
Wei Dong hoped that going to the fourth exhibition hall was just an injection. Instead of dying.
Ke Xun patted his shoulder blades and took the lead up the stairs.
The architectural style of this art gallery is also very surreal, bizarre and strange. From time to time, half of plaster sculptures of strange shapes emerge suddenly, so that the three of them searched for a long time before they found the fourth exhibition hall. Entrance.
The number plate at the entrance reads "Works of Emerging Artists". The bottom is divided into four columns and five rows, filled with the names of the painters.
"It's another mixed exhibition hall," Ke Xun said. "We will go in later and we will divide the work. When the light shines on the painting to be entered, I will look at the screen, and the two of you will look at the display cards under the painting, as quickly as possible. It’s okay to see the name of the painter and the brief introduction of the paint, right?"
"OJ8K." Weidong tried to make himself fearless.
Zhu Haowen nodded lightly.
The three of them stepped forward, and they were immediately dazzled by the splendid picture. Their eyes were full of weird and bizarre paintings that ordinary people couldn't understand. The content was strange and the colors were bold, as if they were in a mental hospital.
When the light suddenly went out and a ray of light came on, the three of them immediately cast their eyes on the painting under the light, the white light flashed by, opened their eyes, and they were already in the painting.
Zhu Haowen: "..."
Wei Dong: "..."
Ke Xun: "………………"
Wei Dong: "Let's... I'm afraid we have entered the men's bathhouse, right?"
Why are there naked men all around...
Looking at each other's three people again, Zhu Haowen's Harajuku fashion men's clothing, Ke Xun's nine-point black T hip-hop pants, and Weidong's white T ripped denim all disappeared without a trace, and there was no **** left.
"Fuck! What the **** is this!" Wei Dong quickly covered the vitals and clamped his legs.
"Don't cover it, there are men here." Ke Xun looked around calmly, as calm as he was wearing an emperor's new outfit.
"Damn, how do you feel like you are in your arms?" Wei Dong squinted at him.
"I haven't seen the world like this," Ke Xun kept scanning the surrounding naked men group. "If you want to see, you can go to the public bath anytime."
"Pull it down. Those who go to the public bathhouse are big-bellied middle-aged uncles, unless you speak hard." Wei Dong said.
"That's the bathhouse you went to. There are only uncles in the common people's bathhouses. Some bathhouses are filled with young, handsome and good-looking little meat like me." Ke Xun said.
"Death." Wei Dong rolled his eyes.
"Dead heterosexual," Ke Xun said.
Zhu Haowen glanced at Ke Xun next to him.
But Ke Xun's gaze was still looking in the crowd, Wei Dong said, "If you want to see the naked animal husbandry, just say it straight, don't worry, it's like a groundhog licking its neck all over the place."
"How can I say'straight' to you so curved?" Ke Xun said.
"No, stop for a while. This is in the painting. It's really not a bathhouse. Can't we just forget about death?" Wei Dong looked around and saw that all naked men except him were lighted up very calmly. Sitting or standing or lying on the grass in the sun, it was very comfortable, and then uncomfortably let go of the hand that was blocking the vital point, "Are we entering the **** picture or the human body picture? Why are everyone naked? What?"
Ke Xun asked him: "Did you see what was written on the display board before entering the painting?"
Wei Dong said: "I can only see the artist's name, Lex."
"Where's Hao Wen'er?" Ke Xun looked at Zhu Haowen, who had always been as calm and calm as him.
Zhu Haowen seemed to keep his gaze fixed on Ke Xun's face deliberately, "I can see the name of this painting, it's called "Animal World"."
Wei Dong looked dumbfounded: "Sure this is not a TV show? Besides, what does Animal World have to do with people with bare butts?"
Ke Xun said: "Humans are also animals, but why they should be naked, it is currently impossible to speculate."
Weidong asked him: "Did you see the picture?"
Ke Xun replied: "I moved in too fast, only drew a glance, and vaguely saw a bull's head. There seems to be a cat with a strange expression in the distant view.
"It's an animal..." The guard scratched his head, "Then what shall we do next? Also, like these people, tickling in the sun and catching lice to each other?"
Ke Xun said solemnly: "The top priority, I think we should find my friends this time and discuss them together."
Weidong: "Haha."
The three of them stood there and looked around. After ten minutes, Qin Ci appeared on the grass.
Qin Ci was obviously shocked by the fact that he became naked as soon as he entered the painting, but he was a doctor, and soon calmed down, and calmly walked to the three Ke Xun, and raised his hand to say hello.
Seeing this kind of thing naked...
Wei Dong hid behind Ke Xun, watching this man beckoning in response.
"Doctor Qin, what do you think is the situation?" Ke Xun asked.
Qin Ci's always calm face is also a bit emotional at this moment: "I have no clue, I never thought that the style of this painting is like this..."
Ke Xun tilted his head: "Surrealism is something that breaks through all kinds of shackles and is free from secular constraints. By the way, have you seen Mu Yiran?"
Qin Ci shook his head.
The four stood there and continued to wait.
In another ten minutes, two young men in their twenties ran up from the grass end with a dumb face and panic. One is tall and strong, and the other is 1.9 meters and ninety meters tall, and the other is round and fat with a belly. Drum into a ball, running up and down, the plump chest is rippling into waves, not to mention the spicy eyes.
Ke Xun and Wei Dong looked at them with indescribable expressions and watched the two men rushing around aimlessly, and then rushed into the group of naked men basking in the sun. After asking a few questions, they attracted a group of people to look at the mentally retarded eyes. .
"Here!" Qin Ci waved to the two.
The two rushed over, and the tall and strong man ran with his thick throat and asked, "What's the matter? Where is this? Who are you?"
Ke Xun and Wei Dong were accustomed to three questions from the newcomer, but patiently explained this kind of thing and left it to Qin Ci, a very patient doctor, to do it. The two moved aside, mainly to avoid it. The fat man's panting, you should know that everyone is not wearing clothes now, the fat man's rapid breathing sprayed directly on the chest of the two people, and it made people feel numb from head to toe.
A few minutes later, the two newcomers unsurprisingly issued unbelieving doubts and reprimands, and Ke Xun and Wei Dong went further when they saw this.
Some things can't help being repeated again and again, and no amount of patience can be lost. Of course, except for the patient Doctor Qin, his daily work is almost like this.
As Qin Ci continued to explain to the newcomer, more than ten minutes passed, and again from the grassy side came a young man of 18 or 9 years old, with a white body, long waist and short legs, squinting at people. , Staggering while running.
"My glasses are missing — my classmates are missing — where are these? What's the matter? Who are you?" The white board held his head and shrank into one.
Qin Ci continued to explain patiently.
"Mu Yiran, nothing will happen, right." Ke Xun looked at the end of the grass.
"Maybe people would rather die outside than be coveted by you." Wei Dong said.
"Haha," Ke Xun glanced at him, "I am worried about the female compatriots who are in the painting."
Wei Dong's mouth opened into O: "Fuck! How come I didn't expect this--what's so special--this is going to cause trouble!"
Ke Xun: "...Can you control your glamorous expression, let's not forget it."
Wei Dong squeezed his mouth manually, and said: "Why haven't you seen a woman come in after waiting for so long? And you found that there are no men, no women in the sun."
Ke Xun: "Perhaps due to the discordant nature of this painting, it was all men who were selected for the painting this time."
Wei Dong: "What SB painting of riding a horse!"
Ke Xun: "Pay attention to quality and focus on harmony."
Wei Dong: "Harmony is a chicken! You tell me the truth is this painting is actually made by you, do you have a pen name called Lex, do all the animals you draw are curved?"
"Hush..." Ke Xun said suddenly.
Wei Dong lifted his eyelids to look at him, and saw that the corners of his slightly cocked mouth that day was gently bent, and he looked forward intently.
Wei Dong followed his gaze and saw Mu Yiran slowly walking towards this side under the brilliant sunset light.
His skin was white and glowing, and his tight muscle lines resembled intricately carved sculptures of Greek gods. The narrow waist and slender straight legs perfectly reflected what is called the golden ratio and what is called exquisite sexiness.
Wei Dong felt that as a straight man, he couldn't take his eyes off this body, let alone his **** brother...Huh, how about people?
Instead of flying forward as he imagined, his **** brother ducked behind him.
Weidong: "..."
Is this really shy, or is it just...
