Paintings of Terror

When the eight old members walked into the next exhibition hall, they found that they have been completely dark.

After listening to the door, the door is slowly closed, and everyone's mood is sinking.

The few newcomers were still calm, some of which said, is there any power failure, everyone opened mobile phone light ...

The voice did not fall, a bunch of tragic white light straight into a picture, the old members quickly approached the painting, trying to use the shortest time to clear the picture content and author.

Five new people looked at several visitors that were suddenly approached. One of the young people held their own expensive cameras who had just bought from Japan ...

Gradually, the new people feel that there is a bit wrong, as if this dark world has only this bouquet of light, more than a dozen people, there is this picture on the wall.

The old member's eyes are all staring on, this is a painting work in black and white photography. The picture is black and white, not ink, more like a line of black carbon strokes, probably to highlight the picture, The author uses a large circle in the square paper, and the scenery is hidden in the circle, and the picture has an artistic sense.

The composition is very simple. There is only one plain housing, and the house is shocked by the sun. The author's money is written outside the circle, the font is scribbled: anti-travel, Bipo as spring in 1995.

The white light only has a dozen seconds. Several old members have already had a tacit mission assignment, Wei Dong and Zhu Haowen key memory picture, Ke Xun and Qin Gash are more emphasized, and the animal husbandry will overcome the global freedom. ......

Shaoling observed the composition ratio of the picture in his own way; Fang Fei discovered the different brush, the picture was carbon pen, the author's signature and the big circle seem to use the pencil; Luo Wei directly took the phone to the picture A few photos ...

When the world is all black, the five new people finally made a sharp scream: where is this? ! What exactly is going on? ! Who are you? !

Luo Wei's voice is surrounded: "The same is the end of the world, but it is a lucky one."

Soon, everyone is silent. At this time, the darkness is gradually viscous, as if it is a context of concentrating, only the virtual feelings after suffocation can slowly integrate.

During this time, I didn't know how long it took, Luo Wei only knew that Ke Xi and Wei Dong's hand, her legs died with her 'heart spring body car', and I can talk to everyone. Feel: It is like swimming in the asphalt ...

"Asphalt" is not hot, it is normal temperature, and gradually cool down, getting colder, getting colder, as if to condense people into a millennium.

I don't know how many people robbed, and the feet can finally embark on the ground. The nose is finally able to breathe freely. Luo Yu is greedily breathe the cold air with angular corners, and listens to the Wei Dong from the side. I feel a testimony: "I feel that I swite all the pine eggs."

Inadvertently metaphor of Wei Dong became "ginger soy sauce", it is adjusted to face the new environment.

Although everyone is still in the dark, you can feel that this is room, the whole world is very quiet, squatting, is a solid wooden floor, is not clean, seems to fall ash.

After experiencing the unspecied "pine egg" justified, the five newcomers gradually slept, wrapped in the old cotton robe, listening to Qin Gao, Tan Tan, Tan, " "Said.

"It's really cold," Ke Xue has already lit mobile phone, "When my phone is broken?"

The Ke Xun's mobile phone screen is bright, but there is no image, just like the screen of the screen when it is turned on, it is like a short blank of the early day drama shot - full screen is full of white light.

Soon, there are a few white light, and everyone's mobile phones have lost all functions other than illumination.

"The battery has not seen the battery." Wei Dong stared at the bag of the bag on his mobile phone, and it was full of 100% battery white charge?

"That is to say, the mobile phone does not use the field in this painting?" A strange cold voice, the voice comes from a newcomer, the boys have grown the wall behind the Shaoling in the micro-light, I quickly touched the scratches engraved on the wooden wall, one was very clear.

"My Ricoh camera has changed, turned into a pure mechanical vintage camera!" This time I spent the camera, I was afraid of being robbed.

Qin Gashi briefly introduced several old members, and a little short-haired girl in the newcomer said: "My name is Qi Shengan, is the group of the 'sculptive time photography enthusiasts', this time The wind activity is our own kinds of photography enthusiasts, and the city is the last stop of our bank ... "Yan Shengnan's voice is dark.

After introducing, everyone has a preliminary understanding of several new people - except for Yan Shengan, another look of a beautiful girl is Du Lingyu, the boys who use Japanese Ricoh camera are Luheng, and the micro-fat boys are called Cao Youning, leaning on the wall It is a wheat horse looking for a spider silk.

"That is to say, can you find a signature of the photographer?" Du Lingyu sounds.

"It's a painter." Cao Youning corrected her.

"Bounce is a photographer."

"We are now in his painting now."

Du Lingyu has no sound, and her mobile phone is also dark, as if she wants to save physical strength with the owner.

There seems to be slightly bright, but the light is very strange, and the normal dawn is very different.

"First go off the phone." The pastoral suddenly opened.

Perhaps it is a unique temperament of the animal husbandry. Several newcomers don't turn off the mobile phone. At this time, the darkness has gradually thinned, surrounded by unclear, like a cold tone night lamp.

"Before 'Dian Liang', let's talk about this painting and authors, I hope everyone knows all." Mu, it has been barely seeing a few people in the place - this is a wooden building The wide corridor has a wooden door in a few people, probably leading to a room, and the other direction leads to a deep staircase, connecting the darkness that is unheathered.

Simated like a horror film, it is dangerous to come out around.

"You just said that Bounce is a photographer?" Qin Gahi asked Yan Nan.

Yan Shengnan nodded: "We came today to appreciate the photography of Big Fiqu, in fact his photography exhibition is only open next month, but we can't get a month in A. We estimate that photography exhibition should be prepared in advance. So I will open the door to the staff. "

"I know that it is like this, I don't want to see what photography exhibition." Cao You Ningzheng muttered, and I thought about it when I thought about it. "It is simply let the ghost.

"Bip is a very famous photographer?" Shaoling asked.

"There is a certain reputation in the industry, but it is not known to the national famous." Yan Sheng Nan will pick up the topic. "This show is his first photography exhibition, because A city is his hometown, this time The exhibition is also a commemoration of this artist's death. "

Bounce has been dead, and several old members do not touch their eyes, this matter is again compliant with the situation of the painters before, every picture of everyone has died. The author has died.

"Bounce as a photographer, can occasionally write pen painting?" Shaoling continued.

"This is really not good, Buck has changed the photography style after 40 years old, first returning to black and white nature from color, no longer color photo; from the form, he almost gave up capturing and capturing." Yan Shengan said.

When I heard this sentence, I was ejected, and Shaoling continued asked: "I gave up the capture and capture, then I lost the true meaning of photography, why ..."

"He went to brew a photo like a book or a movie." Talking is a cold wheat, "For a photo, he may have to fight dozens of wires, after the finished photo came out Those drafts will be paid by him, only a small amount is present. Our painting is one of the precious lines. "

"This document is called" reverse travel ". Have you seen the" Reverse Travel "? Can you talk about the picture of the photo?" Shaoling turned the focus to the wheat, very clearly the boys Understand more.

Mai said that I have shaken my head: "I have seen all photographers in Bipi, I have almost remembered, but I have never seen a photo called" reverse travel "- today's line draft picture, I am also First see. "

Qin Gao looked at other newcomers: "No one has seen" Negotia "?"

Everyone shook his head, Cao Youning said: "Don't say the photo, let's enter this line draft picture, I didn't see what is clear, I just watched it."

Luo Wei looked at this single mobile phone in his hand: "I also took a few photos, I think we just came in ...... - - -"

Luo Yu's sudden scream scared a few new people, Wei Dong also followed it, strong as calming: "Hey, are you waiting for?"

"There is a fur, what is !" Luo Wei was scared, and even forgot to avoid it, he only knew that he sweatted his nearest Wei Dong.

All the people are not calm, all through the light spot to Luo Yu's feet, it seems that there is a furry thing in the move, the Du Lingyu in the newcomer screamed: "God, what is this! Do you often have this kind of thing that doesn't know unknown ... "

Ke Xue looked back to the foot of Luo Wei: "It is a dog."

"Ah ?! The lying trough is too strange!" Luo Wei went to Ke Xun, and the roots did not dare to look at it. Who knowing the dog will also follow him, "Mom, this is not a ghost animal version NPC ... God, its color is so strange, how can you be so white ... "

"When did it mix in this dog, how is it silent, I don't remember the picture to draw a dog ..." This time is the same frightened Luheng.

"I don't think it belongs to the painting." The animal husbandry is still calm, "radish, your body car?"