Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Ren went home.

Ouyang Tian knew the news long ago. After Wen Rensheng returned home, he hurried over to meet Wen Rensheng who was painting in the study.

"Cousin, you are really bothering." He learned of the scene in front of the whirlpool gate from the few male students he had befriended.

After all, this is the age of the Internet. When the students were still on the road, they made a lot of noise in the circle.

It directly raised Wen Rensheng's reputation to a higher level.

The 20-year-old xenogeneic expert, the level of painting, and even the mysterious and mysterious vortex, were shocked.

This is the greatest recognition from the mysterious world. It is not the fake reputation that is usually touted, but the reputation of iron.

Wen Rensheng shook his head and said, "It fell short, it seems that the appetite for that thing is really high."

"It's nothing, cousin, you have this heart, I'm already too satisfied." Ouyang Tian said sincerely.

He worked in the Skywalk Club, and he saw a lot of aristocratic families and wealthy families who killed each other for property and power. Even between brothers, competition was the mainstay, and there was very little family affection.

Without him, this is a world where money comes first.

The power and reliability brought by blood ties are far less than the charm of money.

As for the noble people like my cousin who can do this for their family, there are very few.

"It doesn't matter, people are always people. If a person lives for too long, he will become abnormal. Stand-alone is always fun without networking, and the game is stable." Wen Rensheng sighed.

He suddenly thought of the immortal, and he was close to the edge of perversion. How can a normal person do it, control other women, and fall in love with the object of his favor.

It's unbelievable, maybe he really treats life as a game, and controls a female character to attack the male protagonist.

But fortunately, the other party is an ancient person after all, and it is still traditional, and his hobbies have not changed. When he becomes a controlling male character to attack the male protagonist, it will be really sad.

When Wen Rensheng thought of this, his heart froze again, because the ancients actually seemed conservative, and in some things, they were more unrestrained than modern people.

No, you have to strengthen your strength.

The strength of reliable people around you is also an important part of strength.

Hearing this, Ouyang Tian nodded again and again: "Yes, the longer you live alone, the lonelier you will become. I heard that there are some old people abroad who have lived for more than 100 years. After their grandsons died of old age, they were obviously healthy, so they chose to choose death."

It's just that he was a little ashamed in his heart, he got a different species, but his parents could not get it again.

And he is unlikely to be like his cousin, who can turn his entire family into aliens by himself.

There are few such abilities in the world.

In a xenogeneic family, there are usually two or three xenogeneic people who take turns to support the inheritance, the previous generation supports the next generation to grow, the next generation grows up, and after the previous generation dies, it is passed on to the grandchildren, and so on.

Of course, he wouldn't know what to do, kidnap Wen Rensheng to help his parents get aliens.

That kind of thing can only be left to him to do.

But the father still has relatives, and the mother also has relatives. If it is passed on in person, it will be almost endless.

"Okay, go back first, lay the foundation, and pay attention to keeping fit." Wen Rensheng said earnestly.

"Understood, cousin." After Ouyang Tian surrendered, he left the villa.

After Ouyang Tian left, Wu Shanshan walked into the study.

She looked down at Wen Rensheng's paintings with an incredible look on her face.

"We all learned painting at the same time, and I learned better than you. Why should you be so much better than me?" she muttered to herself.

"Some things, if you don't see them, you just find them inconceivable." Wen Rensheng continued to paint.

Wu Shanshan continued to watch, only to see that red is the keynote in the painting, which makes people feel energized at first glance.

Looking more closely, there seems to be an inexplicable irritability.

In the end, she saw something and was horrified.

"How can you draw such a thing?" she asked subconsciously.

"Strength, there is one force that is the strongest. That is the idea of ​​people wanting to live a good life. Obstructing this idea will attract the deepest and longest anger." Wen Rensheng said without raising his head.

"That's why you describe these extraterritorial contents, you can really conquer that black and white vortex," Wu Shanshan doubts.

"It should work, after all, it wants an introduction to power. And the introduction I'm drawing is the strongest." Wen Rensheng said without raising his head.

Then he looked at the painting, sighed, and reached out to tear it up.

"What's the matter? I think the paintings are pretty good." Wu Shanshan said in surprise.

"No, now I understand why the painter wants to go out to collect scenery. He has no real experience. Even if he sees some information, it is difficult to truly understand and grasp the essence of it." Wen Rensheng shook his head.

"Then what do you want to do?" Wu Shanshan sighed.

"Of course, we have to take a deep look at it, otherwise, it will always feel too fake to draw on it." Wen Rensheng made a decision.

"I'll go with you." Wu Shanshan said immediately.

"No, the place I'm going is not suitable for you young ladies. You, just live in the castle and dress up happily. This is the life you should enjoy." Wen Rensheng refused. road.

"You are macho," Wu Shanshan said dissatisfied.

"I respect the division of labor and cooperation." Wen Rensheng would not back down.

He knew how filthy the place he was going would be. In that case, he wouldn't want the girls around him to see each other, it would be too bad.

A qualified man should keep out the wind and rain and keep those filth out.

Wu Shanshan didn't argue with him, after all, she knew it was for her own good.

Wen Rensheng asked for leave the next day, and then secretly went to an extraterritorial place.

No one knew exactly where he went, only he knew.

This time, he did not travel with a puppet.

As he said, some things can only be truly mastered by experiencing ~www.wuxiamtl.com~.

With memories of his previous life, he knew very well that some pain points were justified and unreasonable, and no one listened to them.

These are the sources of anger.

This tour took him a long time, and it was not until the end of August that he returned home. Once he got home, he started painting behind closed doors.

Everyone was puzzled, not knowing what Wen Rensheng had done.

But no one dared to ask him, for fear of affecting other people's inspiration

Especially Ouyang Tian, ​​who is outside every day delivering food and water, just like a loyal dog.

Seeing everyone else was a little uncomfortable.

Wang Wenwen teased in a low voice: "Those who don't know, think it's his father inside."

"Definitely not," Zhao Han retorted as a matter of course, "Cousin Ouyang has never been so concerned about his father."

"Uh, you are still real." Wang Wenwen had to admit that honest people's words hurt the most.

A week later, Wenren rose out of the study.

As soon as he left the study, he avoided everyone and entered the bathroom.

"Teacher, your holy work is complete" Zhao Han asked hopefully after he came out.

"Well, you can go and look at it, and you can learn something along the way." Wen Rensheng became a believer.

Everyone went in and watched one by one, and when they came out, they looked at each other.

"Although I can't understand what is described in it, I always feel that there is an anger in my chest that I want to vent." Zhao Han was the first to wonder.

"It's the same with me. Teacher, this is a kind of mysterious realm. It doesn't depict a real object, but it can evoke real feelings." Wang Wenwen was shocked.

She has only heard it from a master painter, saying that there is a state where nothing is better than nothing, and it seems that there is nothing in the painting, but it makes you feel emotional.