ghost

Dongshi Studio is a small three-story building in the creative park.The small building is built near the lake, and its shape is very special. Entering from the main entrance of the creative park, you can see a normal three-story modern building, but from the side facing the lake, the walls are all made of transparent glass.The original intention of the design was for lighting, but Fang Xia felt that in addition to lighting, it is also very good to bask in the sun in those classrooms in winter.

The owner of the studio, Wei Shuhua, is a rich second generation and the youngest in the family. His parents don't expect much from him. He is a typical son who has money and leisure.However, this son is not a troublemaker, and he has no bad hobbies. Apart from eating, drinking and having fun with friends, he also likes to invest in some arty industries.Dongshi Studio was a product of his whim two years ago.

Wei Shuhua doesn't point to these whim industries to make him a lot of money, and he doesn't even care about losing a little money.Therefore, the studio teachers are paid well, and the work is actually quite leisurely. Rest is guaranteed on holidays, and the rest of the time, as long as there are no classes, can be arranged freely.This is the reason why Fang Xia resolutely decided to formally join the studio when he was about to graduate after two years of part-time work in the studio.

On the afternoon of the last day of the Ching Ming holiday, Fang Xia moved her things, went to the studio teacher's office, and took up a vacant seat. It can be regarded as officially settling down in this studio.Then he stopped by the Academic Affairs Office, got the class schedule given to him, and then went to school by car——Hou Chaoqing asked him to have dinner with him.

The bus was crowded, in order to prevent Fu Jin from being worn around, Fang Xia asked him to hide in the jade ring hanging around his neck.After getting off the bus at the station, Fang Xia tapped the jade ring lightly with her fingertips, reminding Fu Jin to come out.Fu Jin doesn't like to stay in the jade ring, if it is not necessary, he will not hide in the jade ring.

Fang Xia expressed her understanding that no one would feel comfortable being locked up in a small black room or something.

Fu Jin wanted to tell Fang Xia that staying in the Jade Jue was not the same as Guan Xiaohei.In the bond between him and Fang Xia, the initiative of the sealing technique is on his side, and Yu Jue can't imprison him, as long as he is willing, he can clearly perceive the movement outside.When he followed those guards, he would sometimes stay in the jade ring for a long time, and he never felt uncomfortable.He doesn't want to enter Yujue now, he just likes to be with him.

But after thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with being misunderstood by Fang Xia, he can stay outside as a matter of course.So, in the end, Fu Jin chose to keep silent.

Fang Xia walked to the school gate and sent a message to Hou Chaoqing, asking when he would arrive.

Hou Chaoqing replied quickly, saying that he had just left work and was rushing back to school from the studio, and the journey would take nearly an hour.

Fang Xia put the phone back into his pocket, turned to Fu Jin and said, "Fat Monkey will arrive in about an hour, let's go to the school library to sit for a while."

Fu Jin had no objection, Fang Xia took him into the school.While walking towards the library, he whispered to him the school buildings and some interesting things that happened in the school.Fu Jin listened quietly, occasionally asking for some interesting details.

There are two libraries in their academy of fine arts, building A is very close to the main entrance, and building B is near the design institute.The Design Institute was too far away from the main entrance. Fang Xia and Hou Chaoqing made an appointment to meet at the main entrance, so they naturally chose Building A not far from the main entrance.

On the last day of the Ching Ming holiday, students have begun to return to school one after another, but they are all busy with rectification, and not many students come to the library.Fang Xia went into the library, walked around inside, and then picked out a few books on introductory Chinese painting to prepare for tomorrow's lecture.Traditional Chinese painting is his specialty, but it is another matter for him to give lectures.He used to work part-time in the studio as a teaching assistant, and he never taught a class himself.

"I don't know how to explain it tomorrow, so I will explain it according to what is written in this book." Fang Xia sat down in the reading area on the first floor, and whispered to Fu Jin, "You can read it together, in case - I won't remember it tomorrow - that's up to you."

Fu Jin had no objection, sat down opposite Fang Xia, and flipped through the introductory book on Chinese painting that Fang Xia had spread out in front of him.

Books related to his major are much easier to read than those books on profound arts with vague concepts, but Fang Xia is really not a master who can settle down. After reading the sentence above, I couldn't help but start to lose my mind after reading it for a while.

After looking around, Fang Xia rested his chin and began to stare at Fu Jin opposite.Looking up from the other party's tightly pursed thin lips, straight and straight nose bridge, drooping eyelids, and long and thick eyelashes...

Just when Fang Xiabai started counting Fu Jin's eyelashes in boredom, he heard footsteps coming from the illustrated section of the magazine next to him.The footsteps were very light, and stopped after a few steps.Then the books on the bookshelf were pulled out, and there was a sound of paper being flipped.Fang Xia turned her head and looked in the direction of the voice, but saw no one.The bookshelf was too high, and the man seemed to be in the back two rows of bookshelves, so he couldn't see it from his angle.

Fang Xia glanced at it, then looked away.It was normal to have other people in the library, he was just idle, and subconsciously looked back when he heard the movement, not curious about who came.

Not long after, the sound of flipping the book stopped, and then a burst of shrill laughter rang out.

Fang Xia frowned and turned to look again.You can't even keep quiet in the library, do you have the quality?And what the hell is this reading that needs this creepy laugh to express emotion?I don't know if this will affect other... people?

Fang Xia's eyes turned to the two people sitting not far behind him, both of them were busy writing, as if they hadn't heard anything.It seems... It didn't affect others?

[The champion, the champion was taken away by this woman! ]

The laughter died away, and the thin, high-pitched female voice began to speak.After hearing that voice, Fang Xia suddenly understood what was going on - it shouldn't be someone talking.The laughter and talking were not heard by the ears, but appeared directly in his mind, just like when he heard Fu Jin speak.

Fang Xia looked back at Fu Jin, who had already raised his head from the book.

"Ghost?" Fang Xia pointed to the bookcase behind Fang Xia and asked Fu Jin.

Fu Jin nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

It's no wonder that the two people who were writing furiously behind were completely unresponsive.

[The champion of this newcomer’s creative exhibition should be yours, and you should be the one who was published in this pictorial. If your painting that has been prepared for several months is not destroyed, hehehe... ]

[And you actually forgave her?Why should you forgive her?Because she is poor?Because she is your friend? ]

[friend?She just ruined your painting on purpose in order to take the championship away from you!Then relying on your status as a friend, you can get your forgiveness by just saying a few words of apology.Friend, that's just her prop, do you think she really considers you a friend?You should take revenge on her!With your family's ability, it's easy to take revenge on her...]

"Tsk! Why does this ghost talk so much?" Fang Xia muttered, stood up, and walked towards the two rows of bookshelves behind.

Fang Xia walked to the penultimate bookshelf, and found a girl in the aisle between the two bookshelves.The girl was squatting on the ground, holding a book in one hand, and climbing the rail of the bookshelf with the other, with her head resting on her arm, her long chestnut curly hair falling down, covering her face.And behind this girl, there is a translucent short-haired girl floating.

The translucent short-haired girl found Fang Xia, turned her head suddenly, and glared at Fang Xia viciously with her cold eyes.

Than stare?Who is afraid of whom?

Fang Xia curled his mouth, and stared back ferociously with wide eyes.

The short-haired female ghost screamed immediately, turned into a shadow, and crawled into the body of the girl who was squatting on the ground.

Fang Xia froze for a moment, his eyes were so terrifying?It actually scared a ghost away.etc!Is it okay for her to run into this girl's body?

[It's a ghost. ]

Hearing Fu Jin's voice, Fang Xia turned around and found Fu Jin standing behind him.The female ghost just now was probably not run away by him, but by Fu Jin behind him.

"An evil spirit who instigates people to do bad things?" Fang Xia asked Fu Jin in a low voice.

[Well, similar to those you encountered when you were a child. ]

"I can hear it." Wasn't the female ghost chattering just now a copy of the evil ghosts who surrounded him when he was a child? "Is she attached to this girl?"

[It's just attached to her, not a ghost. ]

While Fang Xia was talking to Fu Jin with her voice suppressed, the girl who was squatting over there stood up holding the bookshelf, pinned her loose hair behind her ears, and looked at Fang Xia who was standing at the entrance of the aisle suspiciously.

"Oh, are you okay? I passed by and saw you squatting on the ground..." Fang Xia turned her head and spoke to hide the unnaturalness of standing at the aisle.However, when his eyes turned to the girl, he suddenly felt that this person looked familiar.

"Thank you, I'm fine. I just felt a little dizzy just now, and I just squatted here for a while, and I'm fine now." The girl said softly.

Not many people in the mystic circle can hear the words of ghosts, let alone ordinary people.The girl naturally couldn't hear what the evil ghost said just now, but it just affected her aura that belonged to a living person, making her feel uncomfortable.

"That's good," Fang Xia nodded, staring at the girl's slightly haggard face, paused for a while, and suddenly remembered where she had seen her - she was the day of Qingming, when he and Hou Chaoqing had hot pot Was it a girl passing by the window?So he was right that day, the shadow he saw on her body should be the evil spirit that just hid in her body.

"You are the flower of the oil painting department..." What's your name?He remembered that Hou Chaoqing had told him.

Fang Xia's eyes drifted back unconsciously, hoping that Fu Jin could give an answer.

Fu Jin met Shang Xia's gaze, but remained silent.

Fang Xia: "...?" Fu Jin didn't remember either?

"My name is Zhou Lu." The girl smiled, turned around and put the pictorial back on the shelf.

"My name is Fang Xia, from the Department of Traditional Chinese Painting." Fang Xia glanced at Zhou Lu, but couldn't help but look at Fu Jin again. He always felt that Fu Jin seemed to be in a bad mood.