Soul Painter

Behold the moose.

Gao Fan felt his mind explode.

The hairs all over his body stood on end.

It was as if there were strands of electric current flickering across the surface of the skin.

It was as if he had returned to the abyss once again from the light show on the ceiling of Xinwei's house, and once again watched the great existence that combined the ultimate beauty in the world.

Countless fireworks and paintballs seemed to pass by in front of his eyes, and thousands of people roared in his ears. The explosion of inspiration this time was stronger than many times before. .

Until an anxious cry rang in my ears repeatedly and repeatedly.

"Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!"

The voice seemed to come from a very far away place.

Another round head with a shaggy hair and a very tight fit, stuffed itself into Gao Fan's palm...God, it's God.

In Gao Fan's vision, he finally saw the world clearly again.

He was still lying on the shampoo chair, and the ceiling light that he could see from his back had been turned off long ago. Xin Weizheng was screaming anxiously while trying to pull Gao Fan off the chair, but she couldn't pull it, Gao Fan Fan became surprisingly heavy.

Gao Fan touched his face again, it was soaked with sweat, even his hair was soaked, and the high temperature on his cheek was a bit hot, the temperature might be over 40?

"It's okay, I'm fine~" Gao Fan said to Xin Wei who was still pulling him hard, "It's inspiration that made me warm up~"

Sensing the strange madness in his tone, coupled with the chaotic murmurs in his ears, Gao Fan checked the system, the SAN value was 78, and this time the inspiration exploded, blowing up 2 points of his SAN value.

You must know that Gao Fan has traveled all over the country in the past month, and he has only experienced two inspiration explosions, each losing 1 point of SAN value. As a result, he lost 2 points of SAN value in just a short moment.

"You scared me to death!" Xin Wei wiped the unstoppable tears with the back of his hand, "You don't know that you are exactly like my mother just now!"

"Auntie, she was also... Auntie did this too?" Gao Fan tried his best to calm himself down, hugging God in his arms, masturbating and masturbating, his mood gradually stabilized.

In the previous month, Mi Mao seldom patronized Gao Fan, most of which were due to God, who acted like a needle to stabilize Gao Fan's unstable mental state.

But at this moment, at Xin Wei's house, he saw the light image of the elk cat, which made Gao Fan realize that the abnormality and death of Xin Wei's mother were very likely related to some pollution incidents.

"Yes, sometimes, when mom sees the lights on the ceiling, she will be very calm, and on rare occasions, she will be very scary, as if she is going through the most painful torture, just like you just now." Xin Wei said, "I'm sorry ,I have no idea……"

"None of your business." Gao Fan shook his head, and he looked up at the unlit ceiling again.

Layers of lamp beads are arranged, and when they are not lit, they look like a diamond-paved roof.

And once the lights are turned on, countless colorful paintings are integrated, and the layers of brilliance are magical... like a cat descending.

This is certainly the work of a master.

A master who integrated design into art.

This master has not only seen the cat, but also used superb skills to show the great shape of the cat in the form of lights.

In order to blow up Gaofan's 2 points of SAN value.

Every art form is interlinked, Gao Fan knows how difficult it is, just like the current him, he is still not fully sure to paint a portrait of a cat.

"Don't look~" Xin Wei saw that Gao Fan was staring at the light pattern on the ceiling, so he went to pull Gao Fan, but he didn't pull it.

"Why are you so heavy now?" Xin Wei complained, and then complained about the weird lighting roof, "I'll ask someone to dismantle it tomorrow."

"Who designed this?" Gao Fan asked.

Xin Wei didn't know, it was of course, when her mother passed away, she was still young, which meant that the lighting design was more than ten years ago.

But Xin Wei's father should know, but Xin Wei's father is on a business trip abroad and won't be back for a short time.

"Are there any diaries among Auntie's belongings?" Gao Fan asked.

"Why are you curious about this?" Xin Wei wondered.

"It's very important, but I can't tell you." Gao Fan said simply and directly. He wanted to find the master who designed the lighting for Xin Wei's house. Some technical support for cat portraits.

"You are really direct." Xin Wei snorted coldly.

Gao Fan glanced at Xin Wei, which seemed to mean that he didn't want to lie to you.

Xin Wei blushed, probably remembering those bold words when he washed Gao Fan's hair just now.

So Xin Wei hurriedly changed the subject, "My mother's belongings are all in my father's study, we can look for them."

Xin Wei's father is called Xin Boyu. This name often appears in the column of textbook authors in the psychology departments of various universities. His study naturally has a rich collection. Looking at this scene, Gao Fan inexplicably thought of Lin Senhao's library... Why? He shook his head, brushing these associations out of his mind, why is he always thinking of this name in his heart recently? Is this guy coming back?

Xin Wei took out a box from under the bookcase, which contained her mother's belongings.

Photos, trophies, certificates of honor...etc.

Xin Wei flipped through these things while chatting with Gao Fan.

Xin Wei asked: "Why are you so heavy? Artists in ancient times would be sallow and thin when they were displaced. Look at Du Fu, why are you so fat?"

Gao Fan replied, "It's not that I'm getting fat, it's that I'm getting stronger."

As he spoke, Gao Fan, who was sitting on the floor, lifted up the hem of his hoodie and showed Xin Wei his abs.

That's right.

abs.

eight dollars.

This really surprised Xin Wei, a photo slipped from her hand and fell to the floor, she half opened her mouth in surprise, how could this be possible? Gao Fan used to be as thin as a monkey!

Of course, being thin can also slim down your abs, but Gao Fan's abs are showing off now, but it's obviously not from being thin.

"I do push-ups and sit-ups on the way." Gao Fan explained, picking up the photo that Xin Wei had dropped.

"You think you are Saitama?" Xin Wei complained.

Gao Fan chuckled, of course this is not the case.

After he sacrificed the ancient Zuka tree to the great existence of the world of flesh and blood specimens, that great existence not only gave him back his lost flesh and blood, but also gave him a lot of "rewards". These "rewards" It is the muscles on Gao Fan's body that have gradually grown stronger. Now, his face is as thin as before, but his body has a lot of abdominal muscles, trapezius muscles, and rotator cuff muscles. There is meat in undressing.

These are not of much use to Gao Fan, but they are indeed a 'deposit', a price that can be paid to the Flesh Lord in the future.

Now, Gao Fan looked at the photo in his hand and fell into deep thought. Except for Xin Wei's mother, the other people in the photo seemed familiar. They should be a famous Hollywood director and a world-renowned performance artist... Gao Fan flipped through the photo, and there was a line of English letters on the photo:

'SUN CLUB'.

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