Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

Imaguchi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that the teacher seemed to have said before that he was going to have an outdoor activity class today, but he didn't expect the time to be up so soon, and it felt like the time had passed by in a blink of an eye.

After eating and drinking, the three of them went to the Miwa Art Museum together, and as expected they saw their classmates here.

"Xiaolan, you guys came so slowly. I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Yuanzi ran over lively.

Looking at the beautiful dress Sonoko was wearing, Imaguchi was a little surprised.

"Yuanzi, don't you need to wear school uniform today?"

"Yes, but I brought some clothes with me. I plan to take some photos later. After all, the art museum is especially open today because of the school." Yuanzi walked around in front of them happily.

"I heard that today you can visit some special collections in the art museum. Many of them are no longer on display." Xiaolan was also looking forward to it.

"Yes, and the content of our activities today also includes painting our own art works. I heard that as long as the painting is good enough, it can even be exhibited in an art museum!" Yuanzi nodded, flipped up his short hair, and looked like a Looks full of confidence.

"Yuanzi, what are you going to draw?" Xiaolan was a little curious.

"Secret." Looking at Lingmu Sonoko's mysterious look, Xiaolan also endured her curiosity.

"By the way, Imaguchi, did you bring a paintbrush?" Suddenly remembering that Imaguchi seemed to have forgotten that there was an activity class today, Mao Lilan asked.

"There should be. You should be able to find them in my bag." Imaguchi nodded mentally. If his memory was correct, there should be drawing paper and brushes in the bag. Although it is not complete, it should be enough.

"That's good, the museum is about to open, let's go in!"

"it is good."

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As the crowd poured into the art gallery, Imaguchi curiously looked at the things around the art gallery. He had come here often before, so he was no stranger to these things inside.

Looking at the familiar paintings and statues around him, Imaguchi began to think about what he would like to draw later.

"Dear students, we are going to start an activity class in the art gallery today. I will take you to learn about various works of art in a while. After that, it will be free time. You can look around in the museum and choose the works of art you like. Reference to create your own homework.

Now come with me, everyone. First of all, the painting in front is..." The beautiful teacher with long chestnut hair clapped her hands and stood in the middle of the crowd to explain the paintings on the wall.

Imaguchi and the others stood there and listened carefully. They often came to the art museum, but this was the first time they heard such a detailed explanation.

As the sun slowly rose, Imaguchi Kokoro and the others also finished visiting the art works on the entire floor. Their mouths were a little dry after what the teacher was talking about, so they took a sip of water.

The teacher looked at the tired students around him, clapped his hands, explained some precautions, and then let them move freely.

I yawned inwardly. I didn't expect that listening to the teacher's explanation would be so tiring.

"I'm so tired!" Yuanzi also moved his body. "I just listened so much that I feel a little sleepy."

"Yes! I didn't expect there to be so many stories about those works of art, but fortunately I finally heard them all." Xiaolan nodded.

"Then let's go visit now! The upstairs is not open to the public in the past. I heard that there are some special works there, which seem to be oil paintings from the medieval period. Why don't we go over and have a look?" Yuanzi said in a low voice.

She has been curious about the oil paintings above for a long time. Although she also has oil paintings from the medieval period at home, she is still curious about the several works that are not on display in the art museum.

"Okay!" Xiaolan nodded. She was also curious about what the oil paintings that were not on display in the art museum looked like.

Imaguchi nodded as well, and after discussing it, the three of them walked upstairs together. The stairwell that was sealed in the past was also opened today.

Looking at the ancient statue patterns around them, the curiosity of the three Mao Lilan became more and more serious. The architectural style upstairs of the art museum is different from that downstairs. It is full of ancient Western architectural charm. Looking at it makes people feel like Back hundreds of years ago.

Standing in front of the bronze door, the three of them looked at each other and finally pushed the door open together.

As the door opened, Imaguchi and the others looked inside in surprise, their mouths turning into O shapes.

None of them expected that there was actually a room above the art gallery, and it was a very exquisite European-style room with various furniture placed in it, oil paintings hanging on the walls, and a huge carpet on the floor.

The three of them felt that they couldn't see enough. They walked in carefully and found that the whole room was completely European style.

"Hello!" Hearing the sudden voice from behind, Mao Lilan was so frightened that she hugged Suzuki Sonoko. Imaguchi was also frightened. He turned around and saw an old gentleman standing at the door. .

"Xiaolan, Sonoko, is from the art museum." Imaguchi heartily comforted the scared Xiaolan and the others.

After listening to his words, the two of them turned their heads and saw a person standing outside the door, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old curator, it's you!" Xiaolan and the others said after seeing each other clearly, tidying up their clothes in embarrassment.

"It's okay. I didn't expect it to be you. You have grown so big in the blink of an eye." The old curator said with a smile.

Imaguchi was a little confused, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he stood aside and nodded to the old curator.

"This is the old director of the art museum. When we came here when we were children, we always troubled the old director. Now that the old director has retired, we rarely see him." Xiaolan introduced to Imaguchi heartily.

"Hello!" Imaguchi said politely.

"Haha, hello! You are here to visit, right? You two have been interested in this place since you were children." The old curator nodded.

"Back then, I was a little curious." Yuanzi touched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Then I'll introduce it to you today." The old curator walked into the room, pointed at the things in the room and began to introduce them one by one.

After the curator's introduction, they learned that this room originally contained some antiques, but because these items were special and not convenient to display outside, they were placed on this floor alone.

Later, more and more things were accumulated, and gradually it turned into a complete set of furniture. Finally, I simply decorated a house like this with those antiques.

"Although these furniture are not a set, they are all real. Some are from the Renaissance, World War I and World War II, and even those used by nobles and royal families in the past. And the paintings on the wall, because It's relatively expensive, so it was put in this room. It seems quite appropriate, doesn't it?" The old curator said while pointing to each item in the room.

"Why are such precious things still on display? Aren't you afraid of being damaged by others?" Xiaolan asked curiously. Since the things in this room are so precious, why are they allowed to visit casually today?

Just like when they didn't know it, they really thought the antiques in this room were ordinary furniture, and they almost sat on them just now.

"Although the things in this room are precious, they cannot be hidden here like this forever. Otherwise, even if they are hidden here until they break, they will be useless." The old curator touched the handle of the chair and said with some sigh, "After you visit this room, it will be slowly renovated. Then the things in this room will also be seen again. Today I just want you to take a look in advance."

"Then when we get there, we have to come and have a good visit. Old curator, you have to give us a good introduction then!" Xiaolan and Yuanzi said immediately looking at the disappointed old curator.

"Okay, okay, I'll introduce it to you slowly when the time comes!" The old curator smiled and patted the backs of both of their hands.

After the old curator agreed, Yuanzi took out the camera in his hand and took photos of several people and the things in the room. Looking at the happy people smiling in the photos, the old curator also smiled happily.

Walking inside the art gallery, Imagochi and the others admired the art works, various strange statues, and bold and bright paintings.

Yuanzi took a photo of several of them, including photos with paintings, and photos of individual statues and oil paintings.

"It's done, the cameras are full."

After taking a lot of photos, Suzuki Sonoko put down the camera with satisfaction.

"Do you want to continue? If you continue, I will change the memory card."

"That's almost it. We've almost visited the entire art museum." Xiaolan took a sip of water and said.

After walking so far, she was also a little thirsty. She walked around the entire art museum and just realized how big the art museum was.

"Well, it's getting late now, so it's time to do homework." Imaguchi nodded heartily and looked at the time on his phone. They had been shopping for more than two hours.

"Then let's get ready to paint now!" Suzuki Sonoko put away the camera in her hand.

"Imaguchi, Sonoko and I are going to go over there to see the art statues. Do you want to come with us?" Xiaolan and Sonoko looked at Imaguchi's heart with drawing boards in their hands.

"No, I'm still more interested in oil paintings. I want to see if there are any suitable paintings and imitate one." Imaguchi shook his head inwardly.

"Okay, let's go there first." Xiaolan nodded and pointed to the corner at the end of the corridor.

"Yes." Imaguchi nodded heartily, took out the drawing paper and brush from his backpack, found a suitable position, and sat down.

Detailed descriptions are being drawn on the paper. Warm sunlight shines in from the window and falls on the open space in front of the painting. You can see flying dust.