Paintings of Terror

The A city is not far, just four hours drive from the train.

In the season of the early winter, there was no complete withdrawal of the sky, and there was a flaming of the maple tree in the car window. It was like burn the whole train.

Ke Xi and Mu have sitting a seat of the two, and the two hands of the palms will be boiled. The width of the palm is amazing with the length of the finger. It is like a person's hand.

If you look at it, the hand of Ke Xun is rough, and the hand and fingers have a different degree of thin.

"You see, your business line is long." Ke Xi scored the position of the painting of the palm of her hand, compared with her own, "My business is too bad ... but I am rough ! "

Two people whispered to daily daily everyday.

The animal husbandry relied on the back of the seat chair, and the Cervical pillow of Ke Xuo's 'arranged', the cold face embedded into the furry pillow, and there was a honesty.

Ke Xi felt that the animal husbandry hand strokes his back, finger stuffed into a cervical pillow and the neck neck, it seems to find a unique jumper.

"Come to the chocolate?" From the front seat, it is a special hand, and the hand is two chocolates.

Wei Dong This dress has a black ink mirror back to: "Chocolate does not belong to junk food, we need to store enough heat to keep physical strength."

Ke Xue played the Black Black ink with Southam this, expressed his concern: "I just see you at the old man."

"Yes, I also think this is quite girder." Wei Dong's mouth chews chocolate, it feels like this is more cool.

Wearing the "strong genders" black clothes started to give yourself a pre-row of Qin Gahous and Zhu Hawen chocolate, but also said Zhu Hawen's shoulder: "When are you sitting back? I don't want to be smashed, then The kid is too learning, I will live enough to live in the shadow of the study of the table, "

Zhu Hawen: "I don't look at the society, I would rather be a doctor."

Qin Gash: "..."

Social People's Wei Dong stood up to stand up to see Zhu Hawen in front: "It is easy to express in the car ... no, Haowen, when do you don't play game change? Or paper book!"

Zhu Hawen turned over the book, it seems to be attracted by the plot in the book.

Wei Dong's curiosity was hooked: "Lying, or this book!"

"Detective novels." Zhu Hawen's face replied.

"Who wrote? Dong Yong Yubei?"

"..."

Wei Dong did not find that he was wrong with the name of the writer, and scratched his head. "Seeing that your book has a year, is it written by the Queen of Detective Queen?"

"Wang Hao."

"I rely on you, don't bully the art. I have no culture, I have read a lot of Wang Hao, what animals fierce, what hawood is half-fire! Wang Hao write reasoning? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!! Brother! "

Zhu Hawen lifted a book to let the sanctuary cover the cover. I saw the "Single People's Detective Collection", the author's name is Wang Hao.

"It's really rare, Wang Hao still writes reasoning." Wei Dong muttered his head and the rear seat, the rear of the rear, the result was looked at him: "What is the lying in the public place!"

Ke Xi looked up: "The rendering is high ..."

"You both simply lying down ..." Wei Dong found that these two people wear cervical pillow: a good child, a head of a crane, a fat neck, and the love can reduce people's cultivation ... ...

When the train arrived in a station, Shaoling came to this car of the partner. He saw a small child of black sunglasses. The Shao Ling fixed his position to see the front and rear seats of the ink kid, and determine that he did not find the wrong car.

Ink kid: "There is a seat left, they don't want to be in the society."

After Shaoling and everyone greeted, he sat down: "The sociopes refer to people with natural and social dual properties, relative to the 'economy'."

"..." I took off the sanctuary of the sigh of sunglasses, and I handed my own one box of chocolate hands: "Eat some? This thing is to keep physical strength, sweet and delicious."

Shao Ling polite nodded and picked up a chocolate: "In fact, sweetness is not a taste of the chocolate itself, chocolate nose is the central South America, the nasal ancestor is Xocolatl, meaning 'bitter water'."

Wei Dong chews chocolate, looked at Shaoling, and I feel that the shadow of the student era is coming back: "Ha, yes ..."

Wei Dong looked at the side face of Shaoling, the other party did not eat chocolate, more like a stay.

Everyone has the way you have a tight way, just like Wei Dong himself wants to make yourself in the case, and the way the Shaoling is probably like the mechanical memorial teaching book ...

Thinking of this, Wei Dong does not feel some sympathetic: "Don't be polite, eat more to eat more!"

Shao Ling was taken behind the Wei Dong, as if he went back to God, looking down at the composition of chocolate packaging: "The content of sugar is high, and the chocolate saturated fat contains unique stearate ingredients You can eat a little. "

"... eat it."

......

The train quickly arrived in A city, the hotel was booked early, and everyone is not anxious to stay.

"Time is early, let's go to the art gallery." Talking is Qin Gashi.

"Just, radish said they have arrived at the art galler." The mirror of Wei Dong Road launched the ink, and I felt that I was in this group of people like a blind man who needed to be taken care of, but it was like this group. Holding the hostage of opaque sunglasses.

Everyone's pockets are placed in the art gallery that is always there, this time is the 'Old Station Art Museum'.

Everyone found a half-day in the map of A, I found out the old railway station in this city, because the construction and use of the new railway station, the old train station was arranged to have a public museum, which is said to improve the art of the public. Appreciate the level.

Today, 'Old Station Art Museum' has been built for ten years. In addition to major art exhibitions, it is almost almost almost Mono-Cobi-Citizen's appreciation level is not an art gallery.

Therefore, when the driver heard these "tourists" to visit the art gallery, the heart dug a lungs reminded: "Don't delay the kungfu, it is very difficult! There is no master, true! People do other museum art There is a treasure of the townhouse, I am thinking about it! Brother is not as good as the botanical zoo! The zoo has added a small bag! "

Zhu Hawen sat in front of the body, inexplicably hit the middle of the back row by Qin Gashing and Wei Dongdong, I feel that I don't have to twist: "I heard that this art gallery is the city, the city, the city, is said, it is said There are Aquarium, Train Model Exhibition Hall in the bidding project, and folk memorial. "

"No!" The taxi driver is a love, "which is also a popularity than the art gallery! Especially the ocean hall, you have to attract how many children come! The ground can also open a buffet restaurant, eat it while eating When you have a big fish in the side of the meal, you will bring your strength! Can you create it in the city! "

"Yes yes." Wei Dong has nodded.

After waiting until the old railway station, everyone still thank the driver master, "insists" here, the Wei Dong did not forget to find a sentence: "Just want to see this art gallerry is mixed ..."

Ke Xue and Mu have been taken by a taxi, and the girl who stands next to the two people is Fang Fei.

This hairstyle makes Fang Fei look more beneficial, and it is even colder. She nodded, and she did not speak.

"Brother! Brother, sister's sister!" A voice in the distance sounded, no need to see who is.

Luo Yu took the body of the body under the feet, and the left was shaken. "Fortunately, you have two high, or I have to go around this to turn around, I didn't see the art galler for a long time."

Ke is silently referring to the big word of "this breaking building" - Old Station Art Museum.

"Yeah, here you are awkward ~" Luo You stopped the body of the body, blinking, "This small breaking building is too broken, it is still so small, I thought it was a convenient supermarket."

This art galler is not very small, and the old railway station building of the old city is almost very big.

"I am also as you think this is a deposit ..." Wei Dong said.

"Yeah, Dong Ge ?! When?" Luo Sheng suddenly found Wei Dong, excited, followed by Qin Gash: "Qin Guang!" And then saw Shao Ling: "Shao Ge!" I saw Zhu Hawen: "Wen Xia ..."

Zhu Hawen: "Don't mess with brother."

Luo Yu is happy to use the elbow to use the elbow.

Zhu Hawen: "..."

"Hey!" Luo Wei used his mobile phone to give two self-portrait. "Now you are young, ten years later, we will take a while, see who is in the years ~"

Luo Yan looked at the photos in the mobile phone, two young faces released infinite youth, although there is no smile, a strong laugh.

Luo Wei really wants to say, everyone in the door of the art gallery, and feels that this proposal seems unlucky ...

Zhu Hawen's eyes turned to the art museum: "The audience of this old station art galler is not ideal, and even many citizens are complaining that the municipal decision of the year ..."

Luo Wei: Hey? The topic is transferred to a little uncomfortable.

Shao Ling looked up at this old art museum: "The original municipal decision is not disturbed by other factors. The train station was changed to an art gallery in 2009, before the other art library of other art houses before. Various, some are the old bonuses in the past 100 years, and some of these two newly opened pools. I think we need to check the reasons for the completion of these art gallery. Take this now, this artist is rushed to build The public does not buy account, which can be said to be a wrong decision, but how did this decision do it? "

The Shaling said this, looked around, but also well, the door is cold, only a few partners are standing in front of the door.

"I have the deepest painting is the" broken ", the original Hong Kong developers have bought the land, and the old residents that caused the spring bamboo shoot apartment have been touched, and therefore created," Qin Gong also has the same feeling. " "It seems that these art gallery is what the power is in the power."