"Cheng Qin, tell me, how many possibilities are there for this situation?"

After dinner, we returned to the hotel. Sheng Tang had been thinking about the watermark. She didn't wash her hands when she came in. She looked at her thumbs and fingers from time to time. The signature on the poster was slightly blurred by her previous press.

Cheng Qin followed her back to the room. He was not in a high mood. After hearing this, he sighed softly, "With your ice and snow cleverness, what do you think about it?"

Sheng Tang was no longer willing to touch it, so he just stared at the poster, pursed his lips for a long time, and then said, "There are only two possibilities. First, it's so hot every day that the pen is wet..."

Cheng Qin asked her, "Is it possible?"

Sheng Tang shook his head. This possibility is extremely low. How high should the temperature be if the dry handwriting wants to be dried?

"Second, the signature is new and the pen was brought in before it was dry."

Cheng Qin looked at her, "So, you suspect that someone pretended to be a fan and signed the name?"

Sheng Tang didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed. Cheng Qin was sweating on his back. He raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, "I say, don't worry about a signature. It's not worth it.

"

There was a bang, and Sheng Tang punched the table with his fist, which made Cheng Qin feel pain. Sure enough, Sheng Tang was in pain. The next second, he covered his hands and screamed in pain. Then he grinned and said something that was disturbing——

"Jiang Zhi told me that he is an evil spirit."

Cheng Qin was stunned, "Huh?"

While rubbing her hands, Sheng Tang told Cheng Qin about the previous events, including the fact that Xiao also came forward to testify. When she spoke, her eyebrows almost twisted into knots. She didn't know whether it was because of the pain in her hands or because of this unsolved case.

Cheng Qin was not sure what Sheng Tang meant, and she thought this matter was quite strange. Although she had doubts, Fan Shen had always been a leader in the cultural relics circle, and his personality was that he didn't like to deal with others.

, it’s a bit strange that someone suddenly stood up and admitted that he was a god, right?

but……

Cheng Qin picked up the white T-shirt on the table, "I remember the Guqin Club's clothes. Their club changed the clothing pattern this year. Just last week, the shipment of this batch of clothes was delayed because the Guqin Club temporarily adjusted the pattern.

Therefore, the signature above is definitely not from very early."

Sheng Tang's breathing became tight. After thinking about it, he suddenly stood up, took the picture folder beside the table, turned over a blank page of paper, selected a pencil from a row of pencils with sharpened tips of different thicknesses, held it in his hand, and touched the pen tip to

Drawing paper.

Cheng Qin didn't know what she was going to do and looked at her curiously.

Sheng Tang calmed down, taught himself to calm down, closed his eyes gently, moved his hand according to his heart, moved the pen tip, and quickly traced lines on the drawing paper. Cheng Qin was surprised when he saw this, she was painting silently!

Silent painting is Sheng Tang's strength, and it is a talent that few others can match.

The so-called silent painting is to draw what is in the heart. The expression of each line is not expressed with the eyes, but with the heart.

When Sheng Tang established her reputation in Z University, she relied on a painting called "Picture of Flying Colorful Clothes to the Sky". It was not long after she entered Z University. Cheng Qin didn't know her at that time, but she heard word of mouth from her classmates that there was a new student who joined the school.

The little beauty was sitting alone by the Acacia Lake painting. The scene was so beautiful.

Early autumn is getting shorter, and it's almost eight o'clock in the evening. How good is the weather before you can paint with your eyes? When Cheng Qin rushed over to take a look at the excitement, he was immediately stunned. When people paint, they don't use their eyes at all.

She closed her eyes during the process, but she put pen to paper resolutely. She used the paint in the palette with great skill and fell on the canvas. The combination of colors was shocking. The flying girl leaped on the canvas, as if she was graced with auspicious clouds.

dance.

That painting was later hung on the wall of famous works by the school. Sheng Tang was the youngest.

Later, Cheng Qin asked her why she was drawing with her eyes closed? Was she pretending to be 13?

Sheng Tang laughed and replied in a non-serious manner: It was so dark at that time, it would take a lot of effort for me to draw with my eyes open, my eyes are so beautiful.

After everyone hung out for a long time, Sheng Tang told the truth: painting the scenery seen with the eyes on paper is called copying; painting the scenery seen with the mind's eye on paper is called work.

Later in Z University, some students also practiced silent painting and produced many excellent paintings. However, everyone in Z University knew that no one could compare to Sheng Tang in terms of silent painting skills. Even the professors in the college said that in the art profession,

If God doesn't reward you with food, then painting will be just a job for the rest of your life.

Sheng Tang's paintings have soul and taste. It doesn't mean that what she paints looks like something. She sometimes paints some abstract things, but when you look at them, you will feel that they are, well, masterpieces.

Later, Sheng Tang seldom painted silently. She said that she could not find paintings that made her feel silent.

Today, she drew silently, using just a pencil.

It didn't take long, it just took Cheng Qin a moment of recalling and Sheng Tang was able to finish the drawing. As soon as the drawing board was placed on the table, Cheng Qin took a closer look and saw that it was a man's face.

Side face.

I made shadows and drew the alternation of light and dark.

Cheng Qin hesitated, "This..."

Sheng Tang took out his cell phone and pulled up the photo taken in the auditorium today. In the photo was the silhouette of the fan on the screen. Compared with the silhouette on the poster, it was more three-dimensional and vivid.

"Are you drawing a god? Or..."

Sheng Tang put the photos on his phone and the silhouette on the drawing paper together, bit his fingers and said, "What I drew is Jiang Zhi."

It was the scene that Cheng Qin asked her to look back at before.

His face was sunk in the afternoon light, and facing her was a delicate and handsome profile figure. She just tried hard to recall that scene again, and drew it on paper, and she was shocked to find that it also became a two-dimensional picture.

The profile on the drawing paper fits perfectly with the one on the screen and on the poster!

"Look, look, I'll tell you!" Cheng Qin said repeatedly, "When I looked at Jiang Zhi's profile before, it looked a bit like him. We are all majoring in art, and we usually don't look away when we look at the lines on a human face."

Sheng Tang's breathing was rapid, and she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Cheng Qin compared it again, "It's just that the silhouette on the screen is a bearded man."

Sheng Tang was silent for a long time, and then he took the pen in his hand. The tip of the pen trembled slightly when he placed it on the paper. He took a deep breath, and the lines fell slowly. Soon, the profile of the face on the paper appeared.

beard……

After she stopped writing, Sheng Tang's fingers were still trembling. She put down the pen and looked at Cheng Qin, almost out of breath, but her words were firm, "The first time I met Jiang Zhi was at the Shazhou Night Market. At that time, he kept a big

beard!"

Cheng Qin looked at the silhouette on his phone, then stared at the silhouette on the drawing paper, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

The next second Shengtang grabbed her hand, almost crazy, and he was so excited that he could not speak incoherently, "Cheng Qin, Cheng Qin, tell me, can you say he is true? I really can't believe it, tell me quickly.

Me! My heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are trembling wildly. You touch my heart——"

He grabbed her hand and pressed it to her chest, "It's about to jump out! What should I do? What should I do? You said that if Jiang Zhi is Fan Shen, this, this is too unreal, right? It's like, like the person you admire most

Is your idol actually always by your side? No, no, no, I, I really don’t know whether I should believe it or not. Cheng Qin, tell me, is he? Ahhhh!”

Cheng Qin was nervous after being messed with like this. She was just doubtful. Do you want her to make a conclusion? "I, I don't know whether he is real or fake... Oh, by the way, Xiao Ye wasn't there before.

Is it proven?"

"But Xiao Ye has been out of shape all day long..."

Too.

"Professor!" Cheng Qin patted her, "Jiang Zhi must be a foreign aid. Whoever invites him here will know his identity!"

Sheng Tang's mind gradually became clearer, but his sanity was at best a flashback, and then he went crazy again, "What if Professor Hu teases me too? I often tease him with delicious food, and he likes to retaliate...

"

What to do?

Cheng Qin was also a little confused. If this was someone else's business, she could be brave enough to take charge of Sheng Tang's case, but she didn't dare to make any mistakes when it came to Fan Shen. If there was even the slightest mistake, Sheng Tang would lose her heart.

Go crazy.

He also lamented that during Shengtang’s stay in Dunhuang, who were the people around her? How come she didn’t believe any of them?

Sheng Tang finally found some quick wit in his madness, and punched the table again. This time, he ignored the pain and said decisively, "Take a roundabout way! Because there is only one truth!"

Just when Cheng Qin was about to ask about the roundabout way, his cell phone rang unexpectedly.

The two of them were very nervous, and were startled when there was a sudden movement. Cheng Qin said "I'm going", and Sheng Tang wanted to bounce on the spot, "Oh my God, are you crazy?

! There is a connection between hearts? God loves you so much? I dare not look at it..."

Cheng Qin glanced at it, rolled his eyes, and pressed the speakerphone button while answering the call for her.
Chapter completed!