My Beast Ranch Story

Chapter 131, Su Lin’s special painting

The sky was clear and blue, and the sun on the dome became more and more fierce.

As the afternoon progresses, the clouds floating in the sky become less and less, and the temperature continues to rise. Just like the chicken king competition below, everyone's enthusiasm gradually increases as the competition progresses.

"Mr. Black Cat! Mr. Black Cat! Mr. Black Cat!"

"It's time to come! It's time to come! It's time to come! It's time to come!"

Wave after wave of sounds continued to pile up, and other shouts had been suppressed by the support team that came from time to time.

"Everyone, work harder! We must continue to cheer for Mr. Shi Lai! This is our super invincible, cute and handsome black cat idol in Owl Town!"

"This is our Mr. Black Cat who has an invincible appearance, is full of mystery, can sing and dance, is brave and resourceful, and is a genius!"

The leader is the manager of the grocery store. He has a white streamer tied on his head, with a black cat head drawn on the front part. He is wearing a white shirt, and there is also a Shilai cartoon avatar on the front.

I don’t know who reminded this serious Black Cat fan. After he learned about Shi Lai’s match, he directly attracted people from the Shi Lai fan support group he organized and came to the scene to combine together.

After Xiaofu's tour ended, the grocery store manager actually took the opportunity to promote the Shilai fan support group, and soon gained a large number of fans.

So this time, many people from outside Ouniao Town came to provide support.

They looked at Shi Lai, who had a calm face on the stage, a little fat but very cute, and a very cold expression. It was as if they had received some stimulation, and they had already begun to fantasize about being able to squeeze Shi Lai and play QQ after he came off the stage. The little meatballs and smooth hair.

"Does that black cat actually have so many fans? Is it some kind of pet idol that has become popular recently?"

The confused passerby looked at a Shilai fan next to him and asked uncertainly.

In the previous chicken king competitions, some fans would come to support them. They were basically ranchers from large ranches or the champions of previous cockfighting competitions. This kind of thing is still rare.

Although it is outrageous that a cat would compete instead of a rancher.

"It is the pet animal of a rancher in our town, but it is very powerful! The rancher is also very powerful!"

The fan's face was flushed, and he looked really excited. It was so hot that sweat was dripping from his forehead.

"The winner of this game is...Xiao Er!"

"It's time! Win!!"

The fan stopped sharing immediately after hearing this and cheered loudly, making the passerby next to him a little embarrassed.

On the playing field, the old mayor announced the results of the game, looking at Shi Lai with a somewhat complicated expression.

What's going on with Simu, letting your pet beast come up to direct the game will embarrass the loser on the opposite side...

"I have to go find Si Miao when I go back and complain to him, saying that you didn't save any face for me." Sister Wu Hui pushed the hair hanging down on the side of her face behind her ears, pretending to be indignant and facing Shi Lai. said.

However, she couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. She looked at Shi Lai, who had an embarrassed expression on the opposite face, and waved her hand: "Okay, okay, just kidding. Anyway, I'm not the first one to be raped." The person you defeat, the one you really want to comfort is little Angel.

"Come on!"

Sister Wu Hui stepped forward and shook hands with Shi Lai. The fans below immediately shouted in envy. They watched Shi Lai leave the venue and ran away to nowhere.

Shi Lai just used the help of Bai Linglong to become invisible for a while, took the chickens and ran to another competition venue.

These so-called fans are so scary. I feel like if I get pestered by them, I will be late for the next game.

but……

"Meow……"

Shi Lai drooped his eyelids, feeling Jiang Simiao's position speechlessly, and the expression on his face became more and more speechless.

Why are you running away again and really not coming to the competition?

Jiang Simiao actually came once.

Perhaps because everyone's attention was on Shi Lai there on the competition stage, he was not noticed.

After discovering that Shi Lai still had a perfect winning rate, and his reputation was even higher due to this, Jiang Simiao made the decision to leave all subsequent games to Shi Lai, and do other more valuable things by himself.

Now he is walking to Su Lin's house.

Along the way, in order to learn more about Su Lin and prevent the communication from being too embarrassing, Jiang Simiao specifically asked Grandma Yelena to exchange news about Su Lin.

Looking at the message sent by Grandma Yelena, Jiang Simiao watched as he walked.

Su Lin is a young painter who moved here only four years ago in Ou Niao Town. According to Grandma Yelena, she came here to escape the complexity of city life and the pursuit of some annoying guys.

Her great-grandfather was also from Ou Niao Town. He had an old house that was renovated about ten years ago, but no one came. It was located in the southeast corner of Ou Niao Town, very close to the seaside.

I heard that she leads a very regular life and talks very little.

Based on Jiang Simiao's few contacts with her so far, he felt that she was a bit socially anxious and would basically avoid socializing and devote herself to painting.

I think her development in the field of art will not be low.

"But if we really follow what Grandma Yelena said, Su Lin should be doing sketching at the lake to the east of the southern forest at this time. If he comes to her house, he might have to run away."

When he was approaching her home, Jiang Simiao suddenly saw a new message from Grandma Yelena, which contained Su Lin's schedule for the week.

Everything in her life is under absolute arrangement. Unless there are some special things, there will be no mistakes.

For example, on Sundays in spring, if it is sunny, she will usually go to the beach early from 4 to 6 in the morning to look for the most beautiful sunrise scenery.

She would stroll around the town in the afternoon, go to the outskirts of the mysterious forest in the evening, and sometimes go to the southern forest to collect scenery on festival afternoons. In fact, she only spent a small amount of time staying in the house.

"Wouldn't that be a waste of time..." Jiang Simiao stopped in front of Su Lin's house and fell into deep thought while looking at the small foreign-style building in front of him.

This is a small western-style building that seems to have a long history. The plants growing nearby look like they have been repaired or they have always grown like this.

The main color is simple beige with light gray, very clean and simple.

The lights inside were all off, the doors and windows were closed, and it looked like no one was coming.

"Then I went in the wrong direction. She should be in the southern forest now."

Jiang Simiao looked at the information on his phone, his brows furrowed, a little distressed.

Wow…that’s a long way to go.

<divclass="contentadv">Even if I am not tired, I will be tired.

As a result, just when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard a creak.

Jiang Simuo was stunned, turned his head, and saw that the originally closed door was opened a crack.

Su Lin looked out, saw Jiang Simiao, nodded towards him, and seemed to be calling him over.

"Miss Su Lin, I really didn't expect you to be here."

Jiang Simiao was overjoyed and ran over quickly, and was welcomed into the house by her.

"Hello..." Su Lin lowered his head and said in a low voice, pointing to the sofa in the living room towards Jiang Simiao, "Well... if there is anything, just go there and talk, I'll go pick up the things." Sort it out.”

"it is good."

The light in the entrance hall was turned on, and the originally dark room suddenly became brighter.

Su Lin also wore black and white clothes, a small dress with white lace, a flaxen beret, and a white bow hairpin pinned to her front bangs.

Flax-colored hair hangs down the side of her face, and a long braid hangs over her shoulders and hangs down on her chest, making her look extraordinarily delicate.

Jiang Simiao sat on the sofa and looked at the interior decoration curiously.

Su Lin's interior decoration looks more simple than he imagined, with simple wood tones. Occasionally, you can see some exquisite props, such as a cat climbing frame made of dry branches and small flowers made of disposable cups. Balls, these decorations give the whole house an exquisite feeling that is unique to art.

What interests Jiang Simiao most are the paintings hanging on the walls. They are of all types, including sketches, gouache, oil paints, and traditional Chinese paintings.

Most of them are landscape paintings, which look like things I saw in Cai Feng, except for the gouache of a large group photo in the middle.

The painting is of myself, and sometimes, um, Grandma Yelena, Hu Li, Sang Du, a black thing I don’t know what it is, and Su Lin himself.

The time in the painting is night, the moonlight is bright, and Jiang Simiao doesn't know where he is, but he can see that there must be a pool of calm water behind everyone.

Everyone had a faint smile on their face, but when Jiang Simiao looked carefully, he felt that everyone's face seemed to be stained with something. He didn't know if it was dust from the paintings.

While Jiang Simiao was still admiring the painting, Su Lin finally came over with two glasses of water and placed them on the coffee table in front of him.

She looked like she really didn't know how to communicate with others. After putting down the cup, she held a cup with both hands and sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Simiao, sipping the water in small sips.

"Well, Miss Su Lin..."

"Just call me Su Lin..." Su Lin said on her face. Her voice was very clear and clean, but her throat sounded a little tight and she was very nervous.

"Okay." Jiang Simiao smiled, "I want to ask you some questions, about the legend about my ranch. Do you know anything about it?"

Hearing Jiang Simiao's words, Su Lin didn't seem to be surprised at all. He just said to himself as if he was talking to himself: "So you came to me to talk about this matter?"

"so far so good……"

She patted her chest with some relief, then looked at Jiang Simiao, who looked puzzled, and quickly explained.

"Well...Actually, I already know that you are back, and I probably know the result, but I just didn't know that this is what you asked..."

Her words sounded a little incoherent, and she seemed to really not know how to communicate with others. At the end of her speech, she became more and more flustered and stopped talking completely. He started to drink water without daring to look at Jiang Simiao.

Jiang Simiao:......

Ok……

"Let me understand a little bit..."

Jiang Simiao turned to look at the painting that he had been paying attention to before, and based on what Su Lin had just said, he probably had a guess.

"I have a question. I wonder if you can reveal it." Jiang Simiao organized his words and tried to find a way to express himself more appropriately. "Does what you just meant mean that you can predict the future."

"And these paintings..." Jiang Simiao turned to look at the paintings hanging in the living room, "Actually, they are all the result of you painting what you predicted?"

"Well..." The glass of water in Su Lin's hand was already empty. Just when he was about to drink water to cover up his embarrassment, he suddenly realized this and put the cup back on the coffee table. A pair of small hands put it back On his own thigh, he grabbed the hem of his skirt a little uneasily and responded in an inaudible voice.

"So this is ah."

Jiang Simiao sighed, no wonder Su Lin did not leave the hut as usual today, but waited at home, dressed extremely appropriately.

"Then can you tell me the original story now?"

"Ah... this... I..." When Jiang Simiao said this, Su Lin panicked again and waved his hands quickly, fearing that he would be incoherent again.

She stood up and plucked up the courage to say a series of fluent words to Jiang Simiao: "I will bring those things to you later because I am very sorry to prepare for today's exchange."

After saying that, she buried her head and left the living room. After a while, she came over with a large stack of drawing paper and handed it to Jiang Simiao.

Those drawing papers are only the size of A4 paper, and after you practice it, it will be like reading a comic.

After Jiang Simiao took these words and said thank you, he saw Su Lin sitting opposite him again, nervously holding his fingers and lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What you want to ask... is in these, and there are some textual explanations in them."

"I understand, thank you."

Jiang Simiao began to look at the paintings seriously, and began to understand the story through the text beside them.

The first painting shows Su Lin herself. She is sitting in an abandoned pasture. The sun occupies half of the painting and there is a shadow on the other side.

She sat on a tree stump at the intersection of light and shadow, with a black shadow behind her.

There is no text in this painting, and Jiang Simiao can understand it.

The second picture is a continuous story, it is her walking to the town, it is an ordinary picture with a string of words written next to it.

Buy food.

And at this time, Su Lin was standing in the shadows.

The third picture was changed to the forest, also at night, by a lake. She was sitting on a big stone on the shore and drawing. The moonlight shone on the lake, and there seemed to be a white mist floating on it. Su Lin was like Painting it.

The five paintings that follow are all in different styles from the previous ones, and they look like they were painted at that time.