Black technology, starting from daily check-in

After a piece of music ended, the carousel slowly stopped.

Under the leadership of their parents, the surrounding children reluctantly left the carousel.

After Lin Yu came down, he looked at Su Muyun who was still sitting on the merry-go-round with his eyes closed, and hurried over, and asked with concern: "What's the matter, idiot, are you okay, is it because you feel dizzy after sitting for a long time?"

When he played this kind of amusement project for the first time in the past, he would feel bored and dizzy after sitting for a long time.

This kind of situation is similar to car sickness when you were a teenager, but if you sit a lot in the back, you will get used to it.

Under Lin Yu's caring eyes, Su Muyun shook his head lightly, and immediately opened his reddish eyes, which were filled with mist and sparkling with crystal tears, as if they would cry in the next second.

When Lin Yu just told the child that she would always be his child, she was so moved that she almost shed tears.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that among all the boys she met, except Lin Yu, none of them really understood her.

The so-called liking of those people is probably just liking their own appearance and body.

But Lin Yu is different. He really likes himself, and he is even willing to spoil her like a child, giving her endless sense of security and dependence.

Seeing Su Muyun's weeping appearance, Lin Yu also understood.

Immediately, his heart moved, he suddenly raised her chin, and looked at her "seriously": "Don't cry, if you cry, I will kiss you in front of the children."

Lin Yu's naked threat instantly made Su Muyun burst into laughter, and the emotions that had been accumulated to the peak disappeared immediately, and the atmosphere disappeared immediately.

"I hate it." Su Muyun softly hammered him, and said coquettishly.

Seeing this, Lin Yu couldn't help smiling, and immediately carried her off the carousel, and then, under the curious and admiring eyes of the children around, pulled Su Muyun, who was wearing a long black dress, away.

After experiencing the carousel rides, Lin Yu's goal became very clear. He did not take Su Muyun to play those thrilling rides.

Instead, he took her to play the kind of rides that children like to play.

For example, slides, swings, and various theme parks like Alice in Wonderland are the most popular places for children.

During the process, although Su Muyun felt very embarrassed, her body was very honest, especially the joyful smile on her pretty face, which was almost beyond words.

During this period, Lin Yu and Su Muyun's appearance like a couple of gods naturally attracted the attention of countless children and people around them.

Therefore, after playing for several hours, Lin Yu and Su Muyun were finally recognized by passers-by and fans they knew, and they all expressed excitedly that they wanted to take a photo with them.

However, how could Lin Yu, who had experienced the fan incident of the manga show, agree to it? After he categorically refused, he quickly took Su Muyun away.

Just kidding, if I agree to their request, then I will have to be surrounded by fans in the amusement park.

Moreover, if there is no relevant staff of the amusement park to help clear the way, I am afraid it will be difficult for the two of them to escape the encirclement of fans.

It would be fine if Lin Yu was the only one, he could forcefully squeeze out of the encirclement, but Su Muyun couldn't.

Of course, the main reason was that Lin Yu didn't want Su Muyun to experience his scene in the comic exhibition.

It's not a big problem for him to be groped a few times for a man, but if someone takes the opportunity to grope Su Muyun, Lin Yu may not be able to help but become Zhao Yun and shoot them a few times.

And it's the kind where the gun avoids the vital point, and the gun stabs a bloody hole.

"Huh... finally got rid of them."

Lin Yu dragged Su Muyun to a rather secluded corner of a shop, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Is it so exaggerated?" Seeing Lin Yu's lingering fear, Su Muyun asked amusedly.

"Yes, very much!"

Hearing this, Lin Yu couldn't help but seriously talk to her about the fan incident he encountered at the comic exhibition.

Of course, for the sake of Su Muyun's wild imagination, Lin Yu automatically omitted certain scenes.

The two walked on the street, holding hands, chatting about this topic, while walking towards the commercial area of ​​the amusement park.

Since it was approaching noon, Lin Yu and Su Muyun had lunch at a very popular restaurant in the business district.

After a brief rest, the two continued to stroll.

"This seems to be an art gallery?"

The two were walking on the street, Su Muyun suddenly let out a light surprise, and turned his gaze to a venue not far away where paintings, illustrations, and arts and crafts were being exhibited.

Lin Yu subconsciously followed her gaze, looked at her carefully, and said, "Well, it should belong to that kind of private exhibition."

Generally speaking, there are only two types of art museums: private and public, while public art museums are large-scale museums that openly display works of art to the general public.

As for the private sector, it is mainly a venue for selling art works to businesses or collectors.

"Then let's go and see."

Curiosity flashed across Su Muyun's eyes, and he immediately pulled Lin Yu over.

Maybe it was influenced by the game, so she likes painting quite a lot.

Soon, the two walked in, because it happened to be around two o'clock in the afternoon, which was the hottest time of the day, so it could be said that there was almost no one in the art gallery.

Of course, the main reason is that most tourists who come to amusement parks are not interested in places like art galleries.

When you come to the art gallery, there are various paintings hanging on the walls here, like a gallery.

"Hey, this painting is very beautiful, and it gives people a majestic feeling."

Su Muyun pulled Lin Yu to a picture called "Mountains", and commented.

"Well It's really pretty." Lin Yu watched it for a while, and then said slowly.

In all fairness, this painting titled "Mountains" is really good.

From the composition point of view, there are no majestic peaks in the painting, but unpredictable clouds, and in the clouds that seem to flow, the tops of several high mountains can be seen to break through the limitation of the clouds and be illuminated by the sun.

By describing the clouds, it expresses the majesty and majesty of the mountains from the side. After reading it, people really have a kind of lofty ambition of "will be the top of the mountain, and see the small mountains at a glance", and it really looks majestic.

Although the painting is really good, Lin Yu still sees its flaws.

That is, there is a lack of emotion in this painting, as if painting for the sake of painting, it is just a simple description of the scene, without expressing emotion.

Of course, it is already very good for artists in private art museums to be able to do this.

Just as they were looking at the painting and commenting from time to time, Lin Yu's cell phone rang suddenly.

Seeing this, Lin Yu picked it up and took a look, and found that it was Ouyang Lei who called, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm going to answer the phone. You watch the meeting alone first, and I'll be back later."

After talking to Su Muyun briefly, and seeing her nodding obediently, Lin Yu hurried out of the art gallery and connected the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, Ouyang Lei's voice came over: "Hey, chairman, the matter you told me in the morning has been completely done, and they will start on time at twelve o'clock in the evening."

"Okay, well done."

Hearing the news, the corner of Lin Yu's mouth curled up. Immediately, he took a peek at Su Muyun, who was watching the painting, and said in a low voice, "Then I will send you the process later, and you let them follow mine."

"no problem."

Hearing this, Lin Yu hung up the phone quickly, spent about 10 minutes writing out the process he had thought up, and sent it to Ouyang Lei.

After doing all this, he held back the joy in his heart, and walked in as if nothing had happened.

However, when Lin Yu returned to the art museum and looked at Su Muyun not far away, he was a little stunned for a while.

At this time, she was wearing a long black dress, standing in front of the huge painting in the center of the art museum with her head up, standing there for a long time with a calm expression, her distant gaze was like a time tunnel, as if through this picture of Jiangnan water town. Splashed ink painting, I saw a story of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the years of beautiful encounters in that era.

She broke into Lin Yu's vision quietly and fiercely. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether she was an audience or a part of the painting.

Lin Yu stopped and held his breath, not daring to break the suffocating picture.

Suddenly, with the activation of the "genius poet" skill in his mind, Lin Yu inexplicably thought of "Come out of the mud without staining, clean the ripples without being demonic", and then thought of "Deep valley and secluded orchids, lonely and self-admired", and also thought of " In the depths of the courtyard, there are phoenix trees, and copper bells are hung on high branches."

What is she at this moment? It is the poet's image, Li Bai's moonlight, and even his idealism.

On this extremely ordinary and hot afternoon, large swathes of sunlight squeezed through tall buildings and through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the art museum, desperately trying to lean on her, but finally stopped at her feet.

The dust in the sunlight trembled unwillingly, as if accusing it of not wanting to be with the light.

Su Muyun was looking at the painting, seeing art and philosophy, while Lin Yu was looking at her, seeing the end of literature and the final chapter of the world.

Just when the two of them were immersed in this peaceful and warm atmosphere, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

"Well, this painting is not bad."

Following the sound of this voice, a gentle and elegant middle-aged man walked up to Su Muyun, shoulder to shoulder with her, and said softly.

"Well, it's pretty cool."

Su Muyun thought it was Lin Yu at first, so she replied subconsciously.

Immediately, she seemed to feel that something was wrong, she suddenly came back to her senses, took a few steps back, and looked suspiciously at the middle-aged uncle in a suit beside her: "Who are you?"

"I am the author of these paintings."

The middle-aged man replied with a smile on his face, then took a step forward, touched the giant painting in front of him, and said with emotion: "This is what I saw when I was in Hangzhou. I was drinking tea in a teahouse at that time. It was raining mistyly, and then looking at the white walls and black tiles not far away, the arched stone bridge, and the blue waves of the boat, I seemed to feel something for a while, so I drew this painting."

"It can be said that this is my favorite painting, and it is also the most successful painting I think I have painted."

Just when the middle-aged man was feeling emotional, Lin Yu, who came back to his senses, walked over quickly after seeing the scene where the two were side by side, looked at the giant painting carefully, and finally said indifferently: " Well, it is indeed the best one ever drawn."

Sincerely speaking, this painting not only depicts the scene very well, but also adds lyricism, depicting the author's misty and mysterious encounter with the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, like a hazy "dream in the south of the Yangtze River".

Hearing this familiar voice, Su Muyun also turned around, looked at Lin Yu, and said with a smile: "Why are you calling for so long, I've finished reading all the paintings."

"I just finished dealing with some things." Lin Yu shrugged innocently.

While the two were talking, the middle-aged man also turned his head, looked at Lin Yu curiously, and shook hands: "Hi, my name is Song Zhe, and I'm the owner of this private art gallery. I heard your tone just now seems to be imitating Have you ever painted?"

Lin Yu nodded and shook hands with him: "Lin Yu, this is my wife, Su Muyun. I have learned a little about the four arts of the study, so I know a little about painting."

Hearing this, not only Song Zhe, but even Su Muyun looked at Lin Yu in surprise.

The former was surprised that in this materialistic new era, he could still meet a young man like Lin Yu who was good at the four arts of the study.

The latter was surprised when Lin Yu learned the four arts of study, because she had never seen Lin Yu use it.

"If you don't mind, can I trouble you to give me a set of drawing boards and brushes for painting? Of course, it would be better if I have pens, ink, paper and inkstones." As if thinking of something, Lin Yu smiled and said to Song Zhe.

"Of course I don't mind."

Seeing Lin Yu's appearance of showing painting, Song Zhe immediately became interested. After waving his hand, he went inside and took a set of painting tools and handed them to Lin Yu, and said with a smile: "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone I don't have it here, only this."

After taking the drawing board and brush, Lin Yu thanked him, squatted on the ground, without the slightest hesitation, picked up two brushes, one black and one white, and started to draw.

Seeing that he was painting directly without any idea, Song Zhe couldn't help being stunned for a moment. When he was about to say something, he was attracted by the content on Lin Yu's drawing board.

Under Lin Yu's control, the two paintbrushes run happily on the paper like elves dancing on the paper, leaving a beautiful picture.

Hot weather, quiet art gallery, a girl in a long black dress, looking up at the giant painting, a beam of sunlight passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows and falls on the side of the girl's skirt, dust trembles in the sunlight...

As Lin Yu continued to paint with other colors of brushes, a peaceful, distant and beautiful picture slowly appeared on the paper.

Looking at the familiar picture on the drawing board, Su Muyun couldn't help being stunned.

My God, isn't this what she looked at the painting just now? Lin Yu's painting is so beautiful!

After a while, under the gaze of the two of them, Lin Yu put down the three brushes in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The painting is very good. Your artistic conception, composition, layout, lines, as well as strength and technique are very well grasped. You deserve to be practiced." Looking at the warm picture scroll in front of him, Song Zhe sincerely admired it.

Lin Yu smiled without saying a word, continued to pick up a black paintbrush, and wrote the last two sentences on the blank space of the scroll.

She was looking at paintings and saw art and philosophy, and I was looking at her and saw the end of literature and the end of the world.

"Good! Well written!"

Song Zhe laughed loudly and couldn't help clapping his hands, his eyes full of excitement when he looked at the painting.

If the original painting was just to describe the scene, then these two sentences added by Lin Yu instantly injected emotion into the whole painting and sublimated its artistic conception!

Because when people see this painting for the first time, they will only think it is very beautiful and beautiful, and they will not have any emotions.

But after adding those two wonderful lines of copywriting, it instantly reminds people of a dreamlike romantic love.

I have to say, these two sentences are really good descriptions!

Compared to Song Zhe's excitement, Su Muyun on the side looked at Lin Yu tenderly, her beautiful eyes filled with deep admiration.

"Give it to you."

Lin Yu took the painting off the drawing board, handed it to Su Muyun with both hands, and said softly.

"Well, thank you husband~" Su Muyun held the painting in his arms, with a happy smile on his lips.

As she said, she straightened up slightly, opened her bright red lips slightly, and kissed Lin Yu's cheek.

Looking at the scene of blatantly throwing dog food in front of him, the corners of Song Zhe's eyes twitched as a single dog, the original excitement disappeared instantly, leaving only speechless for a while.