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There was a huge fire in the small hall.

Under the uncertain light.

Everyone watched helplessly as Xiaojin burned to ashes.

Xiaoyu, who was holding the basket, had an unchanging smile that was particularly scary under the flickering firelight.

The fire went out.

ashes falling

The small hall became dark again.

Although there was still the residual warmth of the fire in the air, everyone felt so cold at the moment.

No one shouted anything like murder anymore.

Who else can't see it at this point?

The two guides were not real people at all.

I have seen moving paper figures in crematoriums, but they were not so realistic that they were indistinguishable from real people.

There was silence in the small hall.

Everyone was speechless, either still in shock, or lost in thought.

"Yes, it's what everyone thinks."

After a while, Qi Qiu spoke calmly.

"Xiao Jin and Xiao Yu are not real people, they are characters drawn by me."

"That's the magic of painting."

What kind of painting is so magical?

Can the content in the painting become reality?

The live broadcast room has already told me the answer.

But others don't know.

Their three concepts of thinking are under strong impact.

"Yes, incredible, as magical as magic!"

July was very satisfied with everyone's performance.

"Who would believe that magic really exists in this world if they didn't experience it with their own eyes and see it with their own eyes?"

"It was originally a secret."

"Everyone who receives an invitation is a lucky one."

"You have a chance to get the magic of painting."

"Those who have ideas can stay."

"If you're not interested, you can just pick up your phone and leave now."

"Everyone makes his or her own choice."

Qi Qi made a gesture of invitation very gentlemanly.

The smile on his face is extremely charming.

"No one has to bear any burden."

"Friends who are not interested will forget everything that happened tonight as long as they walk out of the July Gallery."

"In other words, no one will know the secret of your magic except the gallery and yourself."

Quiet.

Everyone's face was thoughtful.

Turn decay into magic.

Turn illusion into reality.

Magical power like the magic pen Ma Liang.

Who is not moved?

"I don't want to be a painter, I want to leave."

The first one to go to the basket and get back his mobile phone was Huang Hongjian.

Qi Qi nodded politely at him without doing anything to stop him.

When someone takes the initiative, others naturally relax their worries.

One after another, people went to get their mobile phones back.

Of course, more people stood still and hesitated.

"Boss Li, what are you going to do?" Gao Wenyuan looked at me.

"I definitely want to stay. You should leave quickly." I waved to him.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch. If you share your secrets so generously, you must be holding back something good."

Fortunately, Gao Wenyuan is a down-to-earth person.

Although he is curious about the magic of painting, he also knows that everything has a price.

Not only did he go get his phone back, he also persuaded the two girls to leave as well.

"Dan Ling, I'm going to get our phones back."

Xiaoying doesn't seem to be very interested in the magic of painting.

She strode towards Xiaoyu, eager to leave.

Wu Danling stayed where he was, with his head lowered.

"Sorry, Xiaoying, I can't leave." She said solemnly.

Xiaoying's footsteps paused.

He turned around and looked at her in confusion.

"Why, Dan Ling, this gallery is too strange. I think the so-called magic of painting is not that simple."

"I know."

Wu Danling raised his head and smiled bitterly.

"I am different from you. You grew up in a good environment. You have no worries about food, clothing or future. You have never worried about money."

"But I'm just a girl from the slums, and my family can't afford the expensive tuition fees for art schools."

"If I don't think of a way, I won't even be able to go to school next semester."

Finally, she shrugged pretending to be relaxed.

"You don't want us to have to do it even with our classmates next semester, right?"

Xiaoying looked at her blankly.

"You've never told me this before."

"But Dan Ling, I can help you. I can lend you money and help you pay your tuition."

"Xiaoying, I don't need your sympathy." Wu Danling stopped smiling.

"I'm not sympathizing, Dan Ling, you have always been my best friend and I never have been"

"No need to explain, I know the psychology of rich ladies like you." Wu Danling sneered.

"Being with people like me can better highlight your beauty and kindness."

"This is not a school, you don't have to pretend anymore."

"Dan Ling! Why do you think so? I am truly friends with you, and it's never like what you said!"

Xiaoying was extremely shocked, and her eyes instantly turned red.

"Friends? Just take it as such, but now, I have a chance to change my life and I don't need you anymore."

Wu Danling's expression was cold.

The words she said were like a knife piercing Xiaoying's heart.

Xiaoying's slender body tilted.

"I'm so disappointed in you!"

She bit her lip tightly, holding back tears, and took back her phone.

The two girls stand with their backs to each other.

Wu Danling's expression was always cold.

Gao Wenyuan looked at the two girls and didn't know how to comfort them.

"In five minutes, this art exhibition will be closed. Everyone who has your mobile phone, please hurry up and leave."

July spoke.

"Boss Li, why don't you leave?" Huang Hongjian looked at me strangely.

"I'm curious."

"Oh, is curiosity more important or life?" Huang Hongjian couldn't help but shake his head, "I don't care whether the magic power he drew is real or fake, it's almost 12 o'clock!"

"I understand, thank you for reminding me, I know exactly what I am doing." I smiled.

The way Huang Hongjian looked at me changed, and he probably thought that I was the kind of person who wanted money rather than his life.

Footsteps sounded.

Perhaps the shadow of the horrific experience is too great, so most people choose to leave.

They walked together and went downstairs one after another.

"Boss Li, be careful!" Gao Wenyuan warned a few words, followed Xiaoying, and left with everyone.

Not long after, the sound of the door opening was heard from downstairs.

I walked to the window.

Watching Gao Wenyuan and the others leave, my heart dropped into my stomach.

Wu Danling also walked over, glanced downstairs through the window, lowered his head and let out a faint sigh.

I glanced at her.

Then he began to look at the few people left behind.

Much to my surprise.

Hu Chenhua, who had scolded him the most before, and Mr. Guo, who was highly respected, actually stayed.

also.

There are two men and one woman.

The woman is in her thirties, mature and beautiful. She wears a short skirt and long boots. She doesn’t look easy to get along with.

Of the two remaining men, one was wearing a suit and his eyes shone with shrewdness.

He doesn't look like a painter, but like a businessman.

The man at the end was so inconspicuous.

He seems to be in his thirties, even more ordinary than Huang Hongjian. No matter his clothes or appearance, there is no memory at all.

I have no recollection that he was among the visitors.

Including me, there are a total of 7 people staying.

Qi Qi glanced around the crowd and showed a happy and satisfied smile.

"There are more people staying than I thought."