Scourge the Entertainment Industry Chapter 148

Beijing International Airport.

The three of Xie Tian went out of the airport, and were immediately recognized by a large number of people. They took out their mobile phones and took pictures.

The main reason is that Zheng Renze is too conspicuous. When others look at him, they also look at Xie Tian and Concubine Zhang. They both wear sunglasses and masks because of their height difference.

When Xie Tian and the three saw the situation, they all took two steps faster, otherwise they would not be able to leave in a while. They walked out of the terminal and took a taxi straight to the hotel.

Zhao Zihan is filming in other places. Although she has the key, it is not suitable for her to live there.

There are also Zhao Zihan's parents who can live there, but Zhao Zihan usually doesn't go home when he is in the capital, just because he is afraid of disturbing the two of them, so it is not appropriate for him to go there as soon as he is discovered. Someday, he will find time to sneak over and see them both. Well, so I can only stay in a hotel.

The onlookers patronized and took pictures. I didn't expect him to go so fast, and he didn't get his autograph or group photo. He shook his head in disappointment, and spread the news of Xie Tian's visit to the capital on the Internet.

"Wow! It's Teacher Xie. I haven't heard anything from him for two months."

"I heard that we have been filming, this is the end of filming."

"Isn't it just a trick, shoot for two months!"

"You don't have internet access at home. He said he went out of the way, but after he went there, the script was changed, and it became a three-part match!"

"When will it be released, I want to see it! Just when Teacher Xie made that request, this movie must be absolutely amazing!"

"It's absolutely miserable, isn't it! What aesthetics do you have, let's talk about it! What's there to watch when Teacher Xie is alive."

There is no airtight wall in the world. Xie Tian's film is Bloody Heights, or it was discovered and posted on the Internet.

Thank you Weibo

"Yo! This person finally showed up again. It was like he was wanted before, and there was no movement at all."

"Are you saying he is sick! Before the New Year, there was no news for a while, and then the singing became known to the whole country, and then the filming disappeared for two months, and the filming was filming. You are the whole thing. It's been boring for me these past two months."

"Isn't he like that, sometimes, but this time it's alright, his appearance is estimated to cause some trouble in the past two days."

His fans don't expect him to be good at all. He has been lonely for them in the past month, especially those fans who have joined the capital because of the capital.

I saw a little bit of him that day. I was very happy to see Xie Tian come out to interact with them. All in all, Teacher Xie is very good. I can play with fans when I have nothing to do. How could I want to finish playing this person and then disappear, one by one? It's all blinded, what is this operation!

It's unreasonable for this person to be red.

Xie Tian and the three arrived at the hotel after opening the room and put away their luggage. Xie Tian checked the time. It was already evening. It was time for dinner when they arrived at the big painter's house. Ren Ze didn't need to call in advance when he went to his house. Probably should be fine.

Thinking so, he and Concubine Zhang followed Zheng Renze to take a taxi to Qian Xueliang's house.

A villa area in a high-end residential area in Beijing.

A single-family villa.

There were four elderly people sitting in the yard, one of them was Professor Qian Xueliang, and it seemed that this should be his home.

A chubby old man asked, "Old Qian, I heard that your work on harvesting mountains has already been painted?"

Qian Xuedang nodded, and said with a hint of smugness on his face, "It's done."

"Senior brother, what did you draw in the last painting! It's mysterious, why don't you look at it and tell me." The one who called him was a thin old man with glasses.

The old man sitting across from him in a suit and leather shoes said, "Old Yang, what else are you asking? Professor Qian has already painted it, so we can see it at a glance!"

"Yes, Brother Shi, take us to your studio and see your painting."

Listening to the meaning of these words, these old people are all engaged in the art of painting. Depending on the distance of the relationship, the names are different.

Qian Xueliang looked at them and said, "Want to see?"

Several old people nodded: "I want to see it!"

Qian Xueliang looked at the sky and said, "I can see it, but this painting cannot be seen in the studio, it has to be seen here."

The chubby old man glanced at him and said, "What are you selling, Lao Qian? You're just watching a painting, and what's the location?"

Qian Xueliang was not angry, but sighed: "No way, if I look at it in the studio, I'm afraid I will scare you."

A few people were stunned, what does this mean?

It is rumored that the picture of the phase transition of **** painted by the saint Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty can make the butchers who see it change their careers.

scare us? Are you saying that this painting of yours can be compared to the painting of a saint?

Old Qian Teacher Professor Qian, how come you are still bragging* when you are old!

Seeing their expressions, Qian Xueliang was instantly furious. This painting is the pinnacle of his life. You can't even look down on it. It doesn't make sense. Wait for me, I'll scare you to death in a while!

Qian Xueliang got up and went back to the room. After a while, he pushed a console out, with a huge picture frame standing on it. The picture frame was covered with a red cloth and couldn't see the contents inside.

Several old people were a little surprised. They didn't expect Qian Xueliang's last painting to be of such a large size. No wonder it took so long.

It seems to be 195*130 size, what exactly is the painting? Dare to scare us.

Qian Xueliang grabbed the red cloth covering the picture frame and said, "Also adjust your mentality. Take the quick-acting heart-rescue pill with you or not, take it out if you bring it, or take out the phone if you don't bring it, and prepare to call 120."

When the three old men heard the words, they rolled their eyes, seeing a painting of you so many things, and the quick-acting heart-saving pill is 120, how can I still die in your yard by looking at a painting.

Seeing that they were all unbelieving, Qian Xueliang snorted coldly and lifted the red cloth.

brush!

The painting covered by the red cloth was revealed in front of several people, and the three old men took a close look.

"I*!"

"Mom!"

"There's a ghost!"

They all screamed in horror, and the old man in the suit diddges backwards, and was squatted on the ground by the chair, with a frightened look on his face.

Qian Xueliang hurried over to help him up: "Old Zhang, are you alright?"

That old Zhang also regained his senses at this moment, waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, then blushed, and let a painting frighten him to the ground, which was too embarrassing.

The other two also blushed, but I didn't expect the painting to be really frightened.

Then they all looked at the painting carefully, only to see a burly and ferocious ghost in the painting. The muscular body was covered with scars, and the face was terrifying. Just looking at it, you could feel the ferocity of the ghost. , The **** momentum and boundless murderous intent make people chill.

The most important thing is that this evil ghost was actually drawn in a realistic way, and all the details on his body are revealed in every detail. It is so real, just like the living evil ghost is sealed in the painting!

No wonder Qian Xueliang didn't let him go into the studio to see it. If he saw such a painting in a closed place like the studio, it might really scare people out.

The hearts of the three old people were all in turmoil, but they did not expect that Qian Xueliang could draw such a picture.

Anytime you have anything on your mind.

Qian Xueliang's younger brother suddenly felt a chill in his heart when he saw this painting. Art comes from life. Although there are many elements of imaginative processing, there are traces to follow in the end.

So when my brother drew such a picture, did he bump into something?

He said nervously: "Master, after painting, I will go up to Longshan to play with my younger brother."

Qian Xueliang was stunned for a moment. UU reading www.uukanshu.com had never heard of him wanting to go to Longhu Mountain before.

But just looking at his eyes, he understood, and then he was angry and moved.

He was annoyed that he was still so out of date, and moved that he thought he had hit a ghost. Instead of running, he wanted to take himself to Longhu Mountain to save his life.

Laughing and scolding: "Fuck off, your brother, I will be upright and upright all my life, I won't run into ghosts!"

His junior brother still wanted to ask two more questions, to probe into the bottom, to see if the junior brother was controlled by this evil ghost. Before he could say anything, the old man spoke.

"Professor Qian, why haven't you painted the eyes of the devil yet?"

In this realistic picture of the evil ghost, its eyes are white, and several people are master painters. Naturally, they will not think that this evil ghost's eyes are like this. It has not been painted yet.

The other two looked at him incomprehensibly, including his junior brother, who didn't want anything like the upper body at the moment, and they all waited for his answer.

Qian Xueliang said sadly: "I can't draw eyes, this evil ghost should come out!"

Three old people: "..."

outside the community

Xie Tian and the three got out of the taxi, and Zheng Renze pointed to the community and said, "Professor Qian lives in this community."

Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: Mobile version reading URL:

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