Wake up next to the Demon King

In the tall and dark hall, the endless dome cast a beam of skylight, illuminating the strange mural with twisted lines on one side. There was silence in the field of vision, and the sound of shallow breathing echoed in the ear, and there seemed to be a faint sound on the side of the neck. The cool breath blows...

"Su Wang? Su Wang!"

The sound of pattering rain drifted in from the window, and the wide-open dormitory door brought a gust of cool breeze.

The person on the bed slowly moved his head, half of his face was exposed from the pillow, and he barely opened his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"Haven't woken up yet? You've been asleep for nearly twelve hours, it's amazing! Is this the charm of Asuna?" Gu Yi put the takeaway bag with water drops on Su Wang's table, and looked at him Thumbs up.

Su Wang yawned and sat up against the wall, his eyes still gleaming with just waking up.

Hearing Gu Yi's words, Su Wang subconsciously looked at the 150cm long and 50cm wide Asuna pillow in his arms, with a trace of confusion in his eyes——

What I was holding just now... is this?

"It's raining outside. Shall we go to the art exhibition in the art club this afternoon?" Gu Yi asked while wiping his hair while taking a dry towel from the bathroom.

Su Wang's thoughts moved away from the pillow, and he yawned: "I don't have anything to do anyway, let's go and have a look."

He rolled over from the bed, picked out a suit of clothes from the closet, and changed out of his pajamas.

During the movement, a round resin necklace wrapped in tender green leaves fell out of his neck. Su Wang glanced at it and stuffed it back into his clothes.

The sound of the rain outside the window was getting louder and louder. Su Wang glanced at it while brushing his teeth, and felt that the time for the art club was not chosen well. It was raining heavily, who would want to go out?

Gu Yi even held his mobile phone and laughed and cried: "Hahaha, Lao Du sent me a red envelope, asking me to take you there. The painting has been unfolding for almost an hour, and there is no one there."

"What's the use of taking me there?" Su Wang asked casually while picking up the vermicelli in the bowl with chopsticks and brushing six grids with one hand.

Probably because it was a bit spicy, his face was steamed pink, his lips were moist and bright red, and his skin was fair, making him look like spring flowers in March.

Gu Yi looked at Su Wang's face that had been dyed so brightly, and was so irritable when he was asked, "Don't you feel guilty for asking this? The only girls who go to the art exhibition are girls. What's the use of taking you there?" ?”

Su Wangping said "Oh" flatly, obviously he didn't listen to Gu Yi's words.

Gu Yi lowered his head helplessly and replied on the phone: [Su Wang just got up. 】

【There's no rush, the art exhibition will be open for a while, and there's still time to come back after lunch. /rose/rose]

Gu Yi stared at the two bright roses for a long time, and finally gave a cold snort.

The art exhibition held by the art club was held in the teacher-student activity center, a long distance from the dormitory of the two, and it was raining again. When Su Wang rushed over after eating, the art exhibition had already started for a full hour.

When President Du saw Su Wang coming over with an umbrella, an earnest smile appeared on his slightly round face: "Let's finish the meal. If you haven't eaten, the art club brought some food. You can fill your stomach if you're hungry." It’s not good to watch the exhibition on your stomach. It’s still early, do you want me to take you around inside? By the way, I can also introduce your works.”

As soon as Gu Yi saw the president's smiling face, he immediately looked inside clearly. Sure enough, most of the people in the entire exhibition hall looked here, and without exception, they were all girls.

I really don't know how he passed the news of Su Wang's upcoming art exhibition to all the girls in S University in such a short period of time.

Gu Yi suddenly had a new understanding of the president's propaganda methods.

"Su Wang." On the west side of the exhibition hall, a girl with fair skin and soft temperament in a long floral dress came over, and when she saw Su Wang, she immediately cried out in surprise.

Gu Yi looked over and found that it turned out to be the gentle goddess of the Department of Architecture of S University——Xu Qin, and immediately sighed deeply: The gentle goddess also failed to escape the curse of the handsome male god, it was terrible.

"Are you coming to the art exhibition too?" Xu Qin asked in a soft voice, brushing the broken hair by her ear.

"Yeah." Su Wang replied casually, put away his umbrella and walked into the room, turned a corner and arrived at the exhibition hall.

The area of ​​the exhibition hall is not large, but the arrangement is very design sense, different types of paintings are arranged in categories, and there will never be a fresh and elegant ink painting next to a colorful impressionist painting that spoils people's viewing experience.

Su Wang walked by row by row, his eyes finally fell on the largest painting in the exhibition hall, and he stopped.

Seeing Su Wang staring at a painting all the time, Xu Qin, who was a little lost because of Su Wang's indifference, hesitated for a moment, then shifted her gaze to that painting.

It was a surreal oil painting. In the dark space, a woman with a serene face was falling slowly. A white mist gushed out from her chest and floated towards the sky, which was an undulating sea.

The title of the painting is "Hell".

According to Xuqin's appreciation level, she quickly saw that this was a painting of a very high standard.

The name of the painting is the fallen "Hell", but the whole painting is very delicate, whether it is the white soul floating like foam on the woman's chest, or the beautiful vortex like the starry sky in the sky, it does not match the word "Hell" , but the protagonist's fragmented soul, and the fact that the soul is drifting toward the whirlpool when it wants to be freed, all cry out the word "hell" to people.

"It's a very interesting piece of work. The so-called relief is just a deeper fall." Xu Qin said softly.

It's not all for the sake of talking to Su Wang. This painting is indeed amazing. In her opinion, it is probably the highest standard in the entire exhibition hall.

However, I don't know if Su Wang fell in love with this one by mistake, or if he really has a very high level of appreciation and recognizes that this is the best one among all the works.

Su Wang looked at the vortex in the sky, and a picture flashed in his mind.

The pitch-black hall, the high dome, and the ray of white light cast on the dome.

"This painting is also Lin Sheng's favorite work. It is said that it was drawn based on a scene in a dream. It is going to be taken to S City to participate in the oil painting exhibition. Teacher Chen also likes this work very much." The president saw two Everyone was interested in this work and came up to introduce it.

A young boy next to him pushed his glasses shyly.

Seeing Su Wang looking over, the president introduced the painter to him by the way: "This is Lin Sheng, the original author of this "Hell", and the younger brother of the environmental worker."

Su Wang praised: "This painting is really outstanding, you are amazing."

Lin Sheng smiled cautiously. He knew Su Wang, the male god of the Finance Department of S University. He was not only very popular among the girls in the school, but also very famous in the art club.

"You just... have been looking at that vortex, do you think there is something wrong?" Lin Sheng thought for a while, but still asked a very concerned question.

Su Wang looked surprised: "Why do you think so? I like your painting very much, and I don't think there is anything wrong with that vortex. I just... I just remembered a picture."

"What picture?" Lin Sheng asked persistently.

"A great hall...a dome so high that you can't see the end...it's very dark inside, but from above the dome, there is a light." Su Wang didn't know how to describe that flashing scene, even he was not very familiar with it now. I remember that scene, the only impression I have is that very conspicuous light.

"Light?" Lin Sheng looked at the painting thoughtfully.

"Yes, light...but this is just a dream of mine, and it has nothing to do with this painting." Su Wang said with a smile.

Lin Sheng stared at the painting for a while, but shook his head: "No...it's related."

He said, keeping his eyes on the painting, and said firmly: "You are right, there should be light in hell."

"what……"

"President, I'm sorry, I have to take this painting away first, I have a new inspiration." Lin Sheng said, without waiting for the president's consent, he strode forward, clasped his hands together, and took the whole painting stand up!

Then turned around slightly and nodded towards the crowd, walking steadily towards the second floor.

The president and others watched his back holding the painting disappear on the second floor before reacting.

"No... wait... the art exhibition is not over yet!"

**

The art exhibition of the art club had to end early due to the lack of major works and the departure of Su Wang.

After returning to the dormitory, Gu Yi was severely scolded by the president, accusing him of being extremely heartless in accepting the red envelopes, leaving Su Wang only for an hour before leaving early, demanding half of the introduction fee back.

Gu Yi's defense was fruitless, and he had to return half of the red envelope with tears in his eyes. When he saw the person next door who was lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, he couldn't help complaining: "You said you, why did you leave so early?"

"It's all over, so I'll come back naturally." Su Wang slid his fingers on the screen at will, and large and small dark-colored pictures covered the entire page.

Angels with wings, demons with pointed tails, three-headed dogs with poisonous snakes around their necks, and giants with axes...

Each photo has a very strong personal color, and fragmentary fragments are looming in different photos: the dark and empty hall, the hazy twilight, the illusory lines, and... the places where the light does not shine, it is like An unreal slender figure.

Su Wang's finger landed on a photo in the center: In the dark red hall, the light was swallowed by the black wings, the fallen angel's head was bowed, and blood dripped from the slender white fingertips.

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Today's dream is also very real V: I am a little excited to go to hell on the first day~

Ten minutes later, there were more than a dozen messages below.

[Half a month later, did my wife finally remember the six-block password? 】

[This light and shadow, this line, this composition!Ma'am, you are my role model!When can I have such basic skills! 】

[Ah, ah, ah, it looks so good!The wife's hell series is still so exquisite!But there seems to be someone behind the fallen angel, am I overthinking? 】

abyss.

The empty hall was silent, only the slight sound of the black water flowing, and the pure white flowers of desire fluttered from the dome to the mural on the left.

"Lance escaped?" A deep and somewhat hoarse voice sounded in the hall, and the chaotic demonic energy hovered restlessly in the hall, as if a huge storm was brewing.

"Yes..." Erinite with purple horns and long fangs knelt on the ground, not daring to meet those golden pupils.

"Your level is so much higher than his..." The deep voice was colder than the snow on the Olympic Mountains, and following his words, black demonic energy hovered around Erinyao.

"No, no, no, my lord, it was Sean, it was Sean who stole the spirit tree..."

"I don't leave waste." With the sound of flesh and blood exploding, only a piece of blue blood remained in the hall.

The pure white flower of desire followed the scent all the way, and the blue blood condensed into a ball from the ground like going back in time, and became smaller and smaller under the inhalation of the flower of desire until it disappeared.

Silence was restored in the hall, only the light path formed by the pure white flowers of desire spread from the dome to the murals, illuminating the figures on the murals.

It was a fallen angel with its head bowed down, with blood dripping from its fingertips, but a sneer appeared on the corner of its lips.

**

Su Wang woke up from his sleep. It was rare that he didn't have a strange dream. Since there was no class in the morning, after thinking about it, he decided to go out to eat.

After coming out of the school gate, you have to cross the main road to reach the street of shops opposite. Su Wang glanced at the red light time, turned off the game on his phone, and prepared to cross the road.

While crossing the sidewalk, Su Wang saw that there seemed to be a commotion not far from the school's No. The fat black figure cursed loudly.

Su Wang only glanced at it, then looked away with disinterest.

The excitement is not as important as eating, forget it, fill your stomach first.

The author has something to say: Fallen angel with wings hanging down: You are fat!Your whole family is fat!