If the confined thinking is the dry river water, then at this time they are the Yangtze River that bursts the dam.

They surrounded each other, looking at the paintings drawn by each person, guessing the next picture.

Everyone wants to draw a picture by themselves, and they are thinking about how the next picture should develop. When they are in a dead end, everyone will stop writing and calm down and think until someone draws a picture with the name of Jianshe.

Comics became popular at this time and became what they had to do every night.

Maybe they regarded it as a game, but it did form the mainstream.

Now Wang Yang basically thinks about the first picture before the sunset sets every day, and then draws it down so that everyone can play freely.

The paintings he chose were all more extended pictures, allowing everyone to draw pictures of multiple routes.

At the beginning, they could only follow the simplest logic to draw, with only one extension.

Later, they were no longer satisfied with the development of a dead line, and they drew many scenes that had never appeared in their memory.

For example, if Wang Yang caught two mice, and most people used this as a topic, they would naturally think of reproduction. Ten lives, ten lives, hundreds lives, and millions of lives, and then the picture ended here.

But a few friends took a different approach. After they caught the mice, they did not draw their reproduction first, but asked the mice to dig holes and nibble the roots of the tree, so they no longer had to dig trees.

Then more and more mice grew, but they all went to dig trees.

The adults were amazed after seeing it and found it too interesting, so they were inspired.

For example, Zhang San, he also drew, drawing a lot of mice to help him chew wood, gnawing large wooden stakes into wooden barrels, and others gnawing into wooden spears and other things, which is very interesting.

These paintings are very interesting, full of innocence, and are like illogical things drawn by a group of children.

Wang Yang was chewing the barbecue with relief and watching them draw.

Suddenly, he thought of a very serious question.

What if these paintings turned into murals and left for future generations to watch?

It is estimated that many people will come to the conclusion that during that period, there was a cruel and desolate king who greedily exploited the lives of the vast majority of ordinary people, oppressed the people to do hard labor without eating or drinking, and from time to time, people died of fatigue and hunger.

These paintings were written by a great man named Li Si, reflecting the current difficult life of ordinary people at that time. At the same time, using the title of the mouse's surname Xi, they expressed their indignation towards the king and their beautiful wishes for living and working in peace and contentment.

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Wang Yang wiped his cold sweat. No matter how he looked, he thought that this was the case. If he saw these pictures in later generations, he would definitely curse the "stupid emperor".

He was quite speechless. How could he think of what happened in the future? It doesn’t have the relationship with it now. Besides, how could he have the ability to be an emperor?

He was very unhappy by his strange thoughts and decided to go to the back to sleep.

Next to the bonfire on this side of the cave, everyone was still drawing pictures in full swing. They could no longer control the river of imagination, and it poured into the sea.

They are no longer satisfied with the propositions set by Wang Yang every day, so they start to design the propositions themselves and ask everyone to draw them. Sometimes everyone is itchy, what should they do?

They held up the torches and came to the canyon to draw, and the snow in the canyon was their best painting board.

I don’t know if it was because of everyone’s imagination that Wang Yang was also infected, but he had another strange dream.

A reporter interviewed him in his dream: "Hello, how do you view countries that are fighting against the United States?"

Wang Yang said: "Good thing, America always bullies us, and those who fight against them are all heroes."

The reporter asked: "Then what are your prospects for the future?"

Wang Yang touched his nose and replied a little embarrassedly: "I...I want to settle in the United States."

The next day, the report was published, with the title of anti-Americans suspected of being schizophrenia.

The interview is introduced in detail below, and it is even more lively in the comment section.

"Owner, the phone number here in my house is xxx, come here quickly."

"Owner, why did you run out again?"

"Owner, have you forgotten to take the medicine?"

Wang Yang turned off the computer silently in tears.

After waking up, he couldn't help but mutter, "What a mess, how could I have such a stupid dream?"

He stretched out and walked out of the cave.

The adults got up very early and were happily throwing spears outside.

There are many pictures on the ground, which are their masterpieces last night.

Some of them were trampled, and some were not destroyed. He walked up to watch with great interest.

"Huh? What is this?"

He saw a picture drawing an arm, and looked at the second one. The second one was folded, and the third one was getting better again.

Wang Yang thought to himself what was the drawing. Could it be the development process of the arms bent to straightening? It's too profound?

At this moment, he felt his arm being grabbed and couldn't help but turn his head to see the orthopedic scientist holding his arm and comparing it with the drawings on the ground.

Wang Yang's mouth twitched slightly, and his old face turned dark.

I have to say that the weather today is very good, the sky is clear, the air is dry, and it is very comfortable, which is very suitable for outdoor sports.

The chickens and the rabbits all came out to play in the snow, and they got along pretty well, at least they couldn't afford to fight.

The civet performed well, and the male civet, who had a blood hatred with the chicken boss, also gave up the fight, probably because it could not take advantage.

The chicken boss is very honest and does not bully people casually. If you want to bully, you will bully the chicken little brother, especially in the cold winter. The chicken little brother's beautiful feathers are good nest building materials.

Chicken little brother is very popular. Because it does not have its own nest, it often sleeps at its "friends"'s house. Now it hides in the rabbit's house, staring nervously through the gaps at the chicken boss's every move to see if it has discovered itself.

Wang Yang walked into their house and cleaned up the feces.

They have become accustomed to Wang Yang who comes in and out several times a day. Now, they can basically ignore it, but when Wang Yang wants to get close to them, he will still subconsciously avoid it.

After cleaning up three houses, he came to the depths of the cave to clear the mice's residence.

The mice grew very fast and were very big. The dozen mice that were born first were already mature. Seven female mice had become pregnant some time ago. It won't take long to give birth to dozens of small mice.
Chapter completed!