Those years of falling in love with Mosaic [Quick Transmigration]

According to Kou Qiu's original idea, he originally wanted to draw his lover.However, although Xia Xinji and the general look similar, they have completely different auras. Kou Qiu hesitated for a while, but couldn't make a choice, so he simply drew another character who influenced him deeply.

That's right.

It was Lei Feng.

The teacher in the studio stared at the painting for a long time, then turned his eyes around, thinking it was some naughty student's prank again: "Who painted this?"

Kou Qiu stood up and said, "I drew it."

He looked very serious.

"I think Comrade Lei Feng said something very well," he said, "Human life is limited, but serving the people is infinite. I want to devote my limited life to serving the people infinitely." .This sentence has influenced my whole life, so I drew him."

The classroom is full of people: "..."

If it was another person, I'm afraid they would be called out and punished for "deliberately making fun of the classroom atmosphere", but Meng Jiao, the original body, is a typical good student.He loves art, and is also very talented in this area. He manipulates the brush as he manipulates his own fingers as he likes, and often stays in the studio for seven or eight hours.

His paintings are vivid and moving.

Most of the teachers prefer serious and good children, and now seeing that it is their own great love, the words they prepared just now are blocked in their throats.After pausing for a long time, he said dryly: "Wow, classmate Meng is really very enlightened, everyone should learn from him."

Students in the classroom: "???"

Does this work too?

Kou Qiu proudly raised his chest.

He went to the department store after class and brought up the watch that he had been fancying for a long time.The dial was inlaid with a circle of fine diamonds. He raised his arm, and he could see strands of light reflected from the small diamonds, which were bright and eye-catching.The strap was a bit loose, Kou Qiu's wrist was fair and slender, so he could only hang it loosely, trying not to let it fall off.

Kou veteran cadre touched his hand and said nervously: [I am wearing a toilet in Beijing on my hand. 】

【…】The system said, 【It's promising, and, can we use a metaphor that doesn't sound so offensive? 】

Kou Qiu changed his words obediently, 【I am wearing more than 1 copies of the "Communist Manifesto" on my hands. 】

system:【......】

Yes, this is Kou Qiu.

The summer wind is a bit hot, and the branches and leaves are rustling.Kou Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and stood under the bus stop sign waiting for the bus, while several couples beside him were also waiting.One of the young men had slightly long bangs, and his exposed skin was white. He stood beside him, fiddling with his phone impatiently from time to time.

"What are you doing?" Kou Qiu heard the other party mutter, "Are you coming or not..."

The sun is hotter.The skin would be melted by the scorching sun, Kou Qiu felt that he had turned into a puddle of soft cream.The cars came one after another, and the people left one by one. In the end, only Kou Qiu and the young man were left. He tried to hide under the shade provided by the stop sign and watched the direction of the car.

The system is still a little unwilling, [Really give it to him? 】

Kou Qiu was still looking at the road, and said casually: 【This is the wish of the original owner. 】

This watch, which took half a year's savings, sold paintings and worked part-time, was finally bought, and it was actually a gift for Mu Xi.Kou Qiu was not willing to go against the only thought of the original owner, so he decided to send it there.

Even if it is a relationship that has never seen the light, it should have a complete ending.

He rubbed against the ground one after another, but suddenly felt that his feet touched something rolling.Kou Qiu hesitated, then slowly lowered his head, looking at the thing that touched the edge of his sneakers.

Bloody and chubby.

——It was a finger rolling along the slope.

Kou Qiu: "...Ah."

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! 】The system screamed much louder than him in his heart, and said in shock, 【What's wrong, what is this! ! 】

The young man who was waiting for the bus beside him had fallen down without a sound at some point, and his figure was exhausted.His body was lying in a pool of blood like that, with a glaring knife stuck in his chest, but on his two arms, there were only two bare flesh-colored palms left.

finger.All gone.

The system was really frightened by this sudden scene, screaming frantically.At this time, Kou veteran cadre was extremely calm and said: [What's your ghost name?Haven't you gotten used to watching it in District [-]? 】

The system said: [But that is the Seventh District, this is a civilized society! 】

Kou Qiu sniffed the man's breath.

【It can’t be saved,” he said immediately, 【Call the police. 】

An hour later, Kou Qiu sat in the police station for the second time in his life.The interrogating policeman was as incredulous as he was, and repeatedly confirmed: "You didn't hear anything? Did you notice anything?"

But it is true.When all this happened, Kou Qiu was standing less than two meters away from the victim.The same space, but no trace was noticed.Even the surveillance video didn't record any effective content. Standing in the shadow of the bus stop sign, the young man fell down almost suddenly, with no one around him.If it weren't for the blood and fingers, no one would have realized that a murder had suddenly occurred here.

The police officer who took the record inserted his fingers into his hair, and then murmured, "The sixth one."

This is like a sensational urban ghost story.

However, the murders happened one after another, and if they couldn't be solved, the panic became more and more serious every day - he tugged at his hair in despair, and even felt that something unclean might be mixed in this city.

"Wait," Kou Qiu suddenly remembered, "He seemed to be waiting for someone, he was watching the time!"

The policeman was taken aback, but then couldn't help cheering up.

"make it clear?"

Kou Qiu spoke out exactly what he had heard, and suggested that the other party check Xiaonianqing's mobile phone, and he might gain something.The police recorded everything he said, but when they finally let him go, they hesitated and said politely: "Why don't you wait, let's find someone to escort you back?"

Kou Qiu still didn't understand what he meant, "I can go back by myself."

The policeman glanced at him quickly, and said the truth: "Hey, no, comrade. The main reason is that your appearance is the one that has caused the most accidents recently..."

He glanced at the transcript and asked again, "Are you a student at the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Kou Qiu nodded.

"That's just right," said the policeman. "We also have a new professor from the Academy of Fine Arts here—you have to go to class later in the afternoon, right? Let him take you back with him, hey, here we come."

He looked at the person coming at the end of the corridor, and then politely called out: "Teacher Zhuo."

The person called the teacher is actually not very old, he should only be 25-[-].The young man looked indifferent, his snow-white shirt was tightly buttoned up to the top button, his complexion was a cold white, and his whole body seemed to be carved out of white jade, just like the Buddha Like the Buddha statues enshrined in the temple, there is no worldliness that belongs to human beings.

Standing in the shadows, he said calmly, "Officer Wang."

"This is the teacher that our police station recently invited to help paint portraits," the policeman introduced to Kou Qiu after explaining the situation, "Although he just came back from abroad, he is really good, and he is still working in your Academy of Fine Arts. Then he said Maybe it's your teacher too."

Senior officer Kou respected his teacher very much, and immediately obediently called out: "Teacher Zhuo."

"Yeah." The young man just turned his head and glanced at him, then turned around again, "Follow me."

He walked in front, and Kou Qiu followed him, walking towards the parking lot.

The system looked at the man's cuff, a little unbelievable, 【Isn't he hot? 】

This is summer, Chi Xia!

But what was strange was that there was not even a trace of sweat on the man's body, and the shirt was crisp and clean, with no stains visible.Kou Qiu followed to the car, only then did he realize that the man was driving a white car, shiny from the front to the rear, as if it had just been picked up from a car wash shop.

He opened the car door and fell into an unspeakable silence.

The whole car was tightly covered with transparent plastic bags, covering the entire car seat, even the front player was sealed together.

What the hell is this?

Cleanliness? ?

The man glanced at him, "Still in the car?"

"Oh, oh!" Kou Qiu immediately bent down and got into the car.He hesitated for a while, and tried his best to avoid all areas of the car with his slightly sweaty palms. He put them on his lap obediently, and then stared at the front seriously.

The whole person is a capitalized well-behaved .JPG.

But in fact, Kou Qiu said quietly in his heart: 【Azai, I don’t think you love me anymore. 】

system:【......? ? ? 】

It emphasizes: 【This body is a party member. 】

[That's right,] Senior officer Kou let out a deep sigh, and said plaintively, [But he is from the art department...]

Which civil service system will recruit the art department! ! !

system:【......】

Do you still want to be a civil servant when you are old?

Yes, a few K's.This awareness, it is beyond reach.

[You say,] Kou Qiu, who was worried about the future, asked worriedly, [If I also stay here to paint portraits, will they want me? 】

The system said it didn't want to talk to him, and threw a face portrait at him.

"Meng Jiao." Suddenly, Kou Qiu heard the teacher call his name.

He hurriedly straightened his back, subconsciously said: "You said?"

The young man's eyes were as dark as washed glass stones, and he turned his head to look at him while waiting for the red light, wondering what he was thinking.After a long while, his hands rested on the steering wheel. Those hands that had been touching the paintbrush for a long time looked as if they were carved with a knife, and he tapped on it with his knuckles.

"You don't know?" He looked into Kou Qiu's eyes and asked.

Kou Qiu couldn't figure out any clues at all, sat up straighter, and asked in a low voice: "What do you know..."

The man looked at him for a while, then calmly looked away.

Kou Qiu: "Meow meow?"

What is the situation?

"That's right," the man just restarted the car and said calmly, "You don't have that IQ."

Kou veteran cadre suddenly stopped, talking about why he suddenly wanted to attack personally!

He is a party member, where is his IQ low? !

The man drove very fast, and soon arrived at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"Here," he held a business card between his white fingers, threw it to Kou Qiu, and said briefly, "If you have any questions, call."

Kou Qiu took the business card, still a little dazed.But after thinking about it, he quickly understood what the man meant, "Okay."

——This is asking yourself to ask questions on your own initiative.

Senior cadre Kou sighed and sighed, and he could understand a teacher's eagerness for students to ask questions.After all, in his previous life, he also briefly served as the gardener of his motherland.

So this night, Kou Qiu got through the number with a bunch of questions he had worked out, and threw the questions over one by one:

"How do you think the color of still life can be better expressed under different light and shade?"

"Wouldn't it be better to use another painting method to express the painting called "Dawn" hanging in the school?"

"I just sent you a text message, you can see how my line is doing—"

The man on the other end endured and endured, and finally clenched the phone tightly, his voice was a few degrees cold: "Meng Jiao."

Kou Qiu responded obediently: "Hey, I'm here, you say."

"When you really find the problem," he said, "it's not about this, come to me."

With a snap, the phone was hung up.

Kou Qiu was left holding the phone, still a little bit overwhelmed.

"Not in this regard?"

he murmured.

"...What is that about?"

The system is silent.

The confused Kou Qiu was stunned for a while, then stood up, ready to cook for himself.He shook the soy sauce bottle and suddenly found that it was empty, so he took out his coin purse and went downstairs to buy it.

In the elevator, I met an elderly lady who lived on the same floor as him, had met each other a lot, and had contacts in normal times, so she greeted with a smile, "Xiao Meng, come out to do some shopping. "

Kou Qiu responded and also said hello with a smile.

"Hey," the old lady said again suddenly, "didn't you change your hair to purple last night? Why did you dye it back today? It's still so refreshing and beautiful."

Kou Qiu was a little strange, and responded with a smile: "Grandma, you remember wrongly, I went to bed at nine o'clock yesterday, and I didn't go out."

"How is it possible!" Although the old man is old, his eyes are not dazzled at all, and his mind is very clear. "It's you. I called you, but you just glanced at me and didn't say a word. Even your clothes and hair don't matter." It's the same, but the face hasn't changed! I see you every day, how can I not know?"

She coughed, mumbling that young people nowadays have worse memory than her, and then walked out through the opened elevator door.Kou Qiu held the mobile phone in his hand, and for some reason, suddenly his scalp felt a little numb.

[...Azai,] he swallowed, [this world, is there no ghost? 】

The system said firmly: [No. 】

[Oh, that's good, then] Kou Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and also walked out the door, [I'm really afraid that my faith will collapse...]

The system remained silent, thinking to himself, your beliefs can collapse without ghosting.

While buying soy sauce, Kou Qiu received a strange phone call.The other party was a girl with a delicate voice, who giggled and called him: "Little handsome guy, continue to play today~ Did you not feel good when you came out to play yesterday?"

Kou Qiu said seriously: "I'm sorry, miss, I'm afraid you made the wrong number."

He pressed hang up all at once.

But after 2 minutes, the phone number was dialed again, and the girl on the other end was also confused: "That's right, it's the number, and your voice hasn't changed."

She paused, as if she was a little unhappy, and there was a bit of sarcasm in her voice: "Are you making excuses and don't want to come out? ——Oh, throw it away after sleeping, man."

She hangs up.

Kou Qiu was dumbfounded.

The eyes of the cashier lady changed, she turned sideways, and whispered to another colleague at the counter: "People nowadays look like dogs, who knows what kind of heart is hidden inside?"

"That's right, I don't even dare to take responsibility..."

Kou Qiu: "..."

I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!

He is a good socialist successor, not a ruthless scumbag! ! !

Senior cadre Kou felt that he was more wronged than Dou E.

He lazily returned home with the soy sauce, thought about it, and called the girl again, wanting to ask about the situation again.But the phone over there was always busy, presumably he was blocked by a scumbag who ate up everything and left in a fit of anger.

Kou Qiu sat on the bed and fiddled with the mobile phone, pressing and pressing, suddenly his expression changed.

He slowly sat up straight, staring closely at the data on his phone: [Azai. 】

System: [Huh? 】

【I did go to bed early yesterday, right? 】

System: [Yes. 】

Kou Qiu's fingers trembled a little, and he slowly raised the screen of the phone a little higher.

[But look, this data——]

The sports software bound to the mobile phone showed impressively that from 5.7:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am yesterday, I walked and ran [-] kilometers, and the route was in the city center, which is almost [-] miles away from here.

The father and son began to stare at the data in a daze.Kou veteran cadre reluctantly maintained his shaky worldview, insisting: 【There must be a reason to explain it. 】

System dead fish eyes, [such as? 】

[For example,] Veteran officer Kou quickly found a reason to convince himself, [This phone is broken! 】

He checked something else, and then became more and more certain, [Look, I didn't watch "News Network" at all yesterday, and it actually had a broadcast record of "News Network" at ten o'clock in the evening? —It's broken, it must be broken. 】

The system sighed deeply.

Kou Qiu comforted himself, hugged the quilt and recited the core values ​​of socialism several times before going to sleep.The system is still awake, and it clearly heard Kou Qiu's faint sigh from the mobile phone beside him at the moment when he fell asleep.

"Look at this room," it sighed in the tone of a veteran cadre who has experienced many vicissitudes. "More than half of them are foreign brands. How can our national enterprises be revitalized?"

The TV beeped twice, and responded: "Fortunately, I am a native-born national brand."

The air conditioner said in a reserved and proud tone: "I was born in a state-owned enterprise."

All electrical appliances immediately paid all their attention to this red generation.

The laptop on the table also interrupted the conversation, and said seriously: "How to better promote the development of national enterprises in our country, I think this is an issue that deserves more and more attention."

Mobile phone, who has a wealth of cultural knowledge, spoke again: "The main reason is that many of our comrades still lack cultural self-awareness and cultural self-confidence."

The Nissan headset placed next to the computer immediately expressed his opinion: "Although I am a Japanese brand, I was born in the motherland, so I can be regarded as an overseas Chinese. As an overseas Chinese, I have always been proud of the excellent culture of our nation!!"

system:"......"

To tell the truth, one Kou Qiu is enough, a group of Kou Qiu, the painting style is so beautiful!

It was silently sober, listening to various things at home, from the discussion of how the national enterprises rose to the superiority of the control of state-owned enterprises, and finally how to find a balance between social morality and self-protection.Finally, this group of veteran cadres finally finished their meeting, and after listening to today's "News Network", they stopped talking contentedly.

The system smacked its lips, and slowly fell asleep in this calm.

When it woke up again, it was Kou Qiu who was kicked awake by his own quilt for no reason.Senior officer Kou stood by the bed, looked at his quilt sleepily, thought for a while, then threw the whole thing into the washing machine, and carried him out of the bed again.

The quilt that was thrown into the washing machine whispered: "Be proud of being clean and tidy, and be ashamed of being dirty."

Kou Qiu faintly heard something, turned his head suddenly, but the voice disappeared instantly.

......strangeness.

He yawned, and went to the bathroom while waking up.When he came out, the light on the sink was on, and Kou Qiu washed his hands under the open faucet, so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

He simply wiped his hands, then subconsciously glanced at himself in the mirror before turning off the light.

...At this glance, he was stunned.

[...A cub. 】Kou Qiu swallowed, 【Did you see it? 】

The system howled like a wolf howling, obviously frightened.

Kou Qiu's fingers slowly touched the corners of his mouth, but the corners of his lips did not rise in any way.

—He obviously didn't smile.

But in the mirror, he slowly opened his mouth and showed him a big smile.

Veteran officer Kou: "...Ah."

System: [Ah!Ah ah ah ah ah!Ahhhhhhhhhh! ! ! 】

His smile in the mirror gradually turned into a sarcasm, and he said contemptuously, "Look at how timid you are."

The screaming system was like a rooster strangled by its neck, and fell silent for an instant.

It felt that its descendants were being insulted, after all it barked much louder than Kou Qiu.

At this moment, the mobile phone beside the bed sighed again and made a sound.

"Just come out," it said, and began to reason seriously, "Why do you scare him? We say patriotism, dedication, integrity and friendliness, and this friendliness means being kind to others. This kindness to others... ..”

The other Kou Qiu pursed his lips, and said contemptuously, "How many years ago were these remarks?"

"Look at you," the mobile phone said earnestly, "don't you read? This is the thought summed up through the great practice of socialism with Chinese characteristics in [-], and the truth is often enduring, it is repetitive, Infinite, ascending..."

"Fuck off and play," "Kou Qiu" replied impatiently, "I'm going out to play, hurry up and get out of the way."

Kou Qiu was shocked: "You said fuck off! You still call yourself Lao Tzu!"

"Kou Qiu" rolled his eyes, "I still call myself your father, what's wrong?"

Kou Qiu was even more shocked, why did he speak so uncivilized!

"Kou Qiu" slowly separated from his body, with a head of smoky purple hair, humming and opened the closet in the room.Kou Qiu stared dumbfounded at him pulling out a large waistcoat with cuffs that slit to his waist from the corner, put on a pair of ripped jeans, and walked out the door while chewing gum. The content of that phone call came back to his mind.

Kou Qiu grabbed him.

"Why?" The other one squinted at him, spit out a big bubble with a bang, "You want to come too, play three chops?"

"Three chops!" Kou Qiu pulled the corner of his clothes tighter, "You, you wait for me..."

One of the two wanted to leave, and the other refused to let go, and they argued for a long time.In the end, it was the other Kou Qiu who was even better, breaking off the little arm of Kou’s old cadre Bai Shengsheng, and finally slapped him on the face foolishly, "Baby, you are too weak, you can't play three chops. Stay at home obediently, ah!"

Then walk away.

Kou Qiu: "..."

He stared dumbfounded at the other self going away, his eyes gradually moved to the bedside table.

There is a business card.

Half an hour later, Kou Qiu stood in front of his new teacher's house.