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[Wulie Liu Bu Fu Feng: This painting is indeed a bit strange. Let me see who painted it. It seems that everyone in the first year of high school...]

With the two villains stopping, Chu Changge and Wu Liu Bu Fufeng, who were walking, also stopped at the same time, and then looked at the painting in front of them.

This painting is really strange...

Although the other paintings on this floor are awkward and very abstract, if you want to find the most abstract one, it is definitely the one in front of you.

Other paintings include sketches, ink and watercolor, but this one is drawn with colored brushes.

It’s not that she doesn’t blow her own way without supporting the wind, she doesn’t use colored brushes to draw since she left kindergarten.

And even fewer people use colored brushes to draw in high school.

The overall painting is warm tones, with bright red, orange and orange all over the work, and a little black.

There was only one head in the middle on the huge drawing paper, all of which were depicted in red and other colors. The mouth of this head was wide open, as if it wanted to wail in pain.

The eyes were empty black, as if the eyeballs had disappeared.

Although the painting owner's painting level is not very good, the weak willow does not help the wind still sees a cold sweat.

"After that being said, I seem to have seen paintings similar to this painting before." Ruoxu Bufufeng took a step back silently: "I saw it online..."

Chu Changge did not make a sound, but squatted down to look at the painting in front of him, which was not very beautiful. He placed his phone on the ground under his nose, and he could see the screen at a glance.

When Ruo Liu Bufufeng saw him reaching out his hand, he picked up the painting, and then began to look carefully.

The front, back, and even the border were not spared. The soft willow Bu Fufeng felt that Chu Changge seemed to want to eat this painting.

Chu Changge squatted on the ground and groped for a while before speaking: "The person who painted is Chu Hang from Class 18, Grade 1."

Given that Chu Changge always likes to talk to himself, the weak willows are not supporting the wind and are very conscious of not talking to each other.

Sure enough, he continued to say it without stopping for too long: "This painting has been a few years."

After saying this, Chu Changge stopped speaking.

Ruoxu Bufu Feng was a little confused when he heard this, and finally asked, "What does it mean."

Chu Changge looked up at her: "Looking at the colors on the paintings and the new and old of the paintings, this painting has been painted for at least two years. It is estimated that the art museum has three floors. Just now, the character said that the first floor is all paintings of first-year high school students, so on, the paintings of second-year high school and third-year high school are placed on the second and third floors respectively."

The weak willows still don’t understand if they don’t support the wind.

Chu Changge then spoke: "Chu Hang created this painting in his first year of high school. At that time, at least two years ago, he became a second-year student and a third-year student. If he had not died halfway..."

Ruoxu Bufufeng finally understood: "What do you mean is that we can find other paintings about Chu Hang in this art gallery?"

If he was still alive in his second and third year of high school, he should be able to find his other paintings on the second and third floors.

"I'll go to the second floor, you can continue to stay here." Chu Changge seemed to want to look up at the time when he said here.

But there are no clocks in the corridor of this huge art gallery, so the two of them have no idea what time it is.

The soft willow Bu Fufeng took a deep breath: "Splitting apart?"

Chu Changge nodded: "Time is very tight, we must separate."

Without hesitation for too long, Ruoxu Bufufeng nodded nervously: "If you separate...what else can I do if I stay on the first floor?"

"Looking for paintings" Chu Changge spoke concisely: "It may not be the only one painting on the first floor that is abnormal. I need you to find other abnormal paintings. Whenever you find one, you will immediately run up and tell me."

It sounds like a physical job...

The soft willow Bu Fufeng nodded nervously.

Unexpectedly, he tried to flatter him, and finally slapped the horse away. The weak Liu Bufufeng expressed deep hatred for this.

Chu Changge added: "Be careful when reading these paintings and remember."

"This kind of corridor is easy to find people. I'm usually on the second floor. If you don't find me on the second floor, then go to the third floor." When Chu Changge said this, he paused: "If you don't find the second floor and the third floor, you can shout, but it's best not to."

"By the way, sometimes I find treasure chests in this mini game. I guess the treasure chests are all special items that can bring out the dungeons at the end.

The weak willow nodded flatteredly without supporting the wind.

I didn't expect that this young man who likes to talk to himself could say so much to her.

But before she could finish her head, Chu Changge turned around and walked towards the stairs.

The sound of footsteps sounded from the huge first floor, making the weak willow not help the wind feel a little nervous.

It was not until Chu Changge's figure disappeared at the entrance of the stairs that the weak willows did not support the wind and then retreated their gaze in panic.

"Looking for painting..." She turned around in place, then bent down to look at the paintings on the ground: "I haven't finished looking for the first floor yet, so I'll look for the first floor first, maybe I can still touch boxes or something..."

At this time, Fatty and Ziliang had also successfully sneaked into the first-year high school teaching building.

Because of the afternoon vacation, there are no people in the building.

Only a few students who want to study are in the classroom, but this does not prevent them from acting.

Ziliang looks stupid, and it seems that he hasn't been exposed to anything related to learning for a long time.

At this time, the two sneaked into a large office and flipped through the chalk on the cabinet.

What I found in the toilet is related to chalk, so it is right to turn the chalk first - this is Ziliang's idea.

Obviously, the fat man also collided with Ziliang's idea.

The two of them appreciate each other and have a similar scent.

And at this moment, Ziliang found a line of words suddenly appeared below his game screen.

【When you were flipping through the locker, did you find a small box, do you want to open it?】

Ziliang, who has played too much game, subconsciously seems to choose "yes"

But at this time the fat man next to him suddenly snatched his phone: "Don't turn it on."

Ziliang was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

The fat man coughed, and then spoke in a concealed manner: "What if this monster is released like that magic box..."

Ziliang nodded suddenly and realized: "What he said makes sense!"

Fatty: "..."

At this moment, Ziliang found that there was another change on his mobile phone screen.

[It seems that something is pressing under the box]

【Did it take ten minutes to move the box?】

The fat man looked at the time when the office was hung up the watch in anxiety. It was now 2:40...

He stared at the table in the office for several seconds, then looked down at his phone: "Don't pay attention to this option first, let me think for a while."

After saying that, he really lowered his head and didn't move, as if he was thinking seriously.

Ziliang looked at the fat man strangely, why did he feel that since he entered the teaching building, the fat man has become more and more strange?