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Chapter 30 Listening to God's Gospel

 Haijing Academy of Fine Arts, Teaching Building B, Art Room on the third floor.

The night outside the window is quiet, the light of the energy-saving lamps is slightly pale, and the various colors of paint stained on the walls give the classroom a ghostly atmosphere.

A tall girl sits in front of the drawing board.

Her long black hair was wrapped in a silk scarf into a big ball and tied back to avoid getting stained by paint. The mane oil paint brush in her hand swept across it, splashing a turbulent and turbulent blue torrent on the drawing board.

This torrent rotated and stirred, forming a crazy nebula, like a devil's mouth, trying to swallow up the entire city under the night sky.

The girl painted Van Gogh's "Starry Night", which is already 90% similar. The only shortcoming is the aura...

Snapped!

The girl suddenly threw away her oil paint brush and started staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Her dark pupils were like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

After a while, the girl picked up the Huawei phone placed aside and opened Station B.

The phone is very old, so the interface is a bit laggy.

That guy named Lin Daxingren won't really give up, will he?

The girl was worried and clicked on the watch list.

There is only one UP master inside,

Alone, like an abandoned wild dog.

updated?

The girl's eyes lit up and she immediately clicked on the video.

Huh?

It’s actually the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra?

Without headphones, a male voice as warm and pure as a clear spring stream began to echo in the art room.

The sound of this chanting was neither solemn nor serious. It was like an elegant and easy-going friend whispering about some of the anecdotes he encountered on the way to seek scriptures.

The girl listened quietly.

The Heart Sutra is not long and it is over.

The girl didn't move, and slowly thought about it. After about ten minutes, she clicked on the loop to play.



In the morning, the golden morning light shines on the campus, as if it is coated with a layer of gold.

School is about to start,

Some senior students have returned to school early and are busy working on their graduation projects.

Li Jing got up early, bought some pancakes and fruit, and ran to the art room. If she didn't finish the work quickly, it would be hard to find a job.

Eh?

What's this?

Chanting?

It sounds so good!

Li Jing climbed up to the third floor and heard the sound of chanting. She quickly walked to the 302 Art Room and found that the door was unlocked!

Crunch!

Li Jing opened the door and, like a hamster, stuck her head into the classroom and took a look.

"Shen Xin? You came so early!"

Li Jing knows this girl.

In other words, as a painting genius who held an art exhibition in Paris, France during her sophomore year, everyone in the Haijing Academy of Fine Arts knew her.

It is said that the principal begged her to stay in school.

Disturbed by the noise, Shen Xin frowned slightly.

"Shen...Classmate Shen, I...can I ask you some questions?"

The opportunity was rare, so Li Jing decided to seize it. She quickly took out the half-finished painting and asked Shen Xin for advice.

"Excellent painting skills, but no soul!"

Shen Xin glanced at the "Sistine Madonna" that Li Jing had modified: "If you just want to find a good job, then choose a work that can best demonstrate your painting skills!"

"For example, Kramskoi's "The Unknown Girl""

Li Jing was shocked. She didn't expect Shen Xin to guess her thoughts just by taking a glance at her work.

When she applied for the Haijing Academy of Fine Arts, she was very motivated and prepared to create a school of her own, but now?

Feel sorry!

She only wants to draw vertical paintings for those big game companies, the kind that cost tens of thousands of yuan.

"thanks, thanks!"

Li Jing quickly thanked her with a sweet attitude.

Shen Xin put away the drawing board, arranged the paints and oil brushes, and untied the silk scarf on her head. Her waist-length black hair immediately poured down like a waterfall.

Shen Xin lowered her head and clicked on the comment area.

After scanning it, she started to leave a message.

Huakai Qianmoli: Congratulations, you have found your way!

Flowers are blooming: The fish will eventually find the sea where it can fly freely, and the bird will fly into the sky where it can spread its wings.

I'm so happy that you didn't give up!

Hua Kai Qian Mo Li: Come on, hungry people!

Shen Xin installed her cell phone and prepared to leave.

"Classmate Shen..."

Li Jing couldn't help but speak again.

Shen Xin stopped, turned his head, and made a nasal noise.

"Um?"

"That...that..."

Being looked at by such a genius made Li Jing a little embarrassed: "Can you tell me about the Buddhist music you just listened to?"

"I think it sounds great!"

Li Jing swallowed.

What happened?

Does this girl have such courage?

"Go to station B and search for the hungry people!"

After Shen Xin finished speaking, a faint smile finally overflowed from her expressionless face.



Foshui City, Shiwan Shangyuan Community, Building 12.

A big fat man slapped the keyboard crazily!

"Shenima, add blood, add blood, do you know how to play? Damn it!"

Raven died and the screen turned black and white.

The fat man immediately tapped the keyboard angrily, spitting out the fragrance, and sprayed all his teammates one by one.

"Did you eat shit? Your mouth smells so bad?"

"Silly O stuff!"

"Fuck OO!"

The teammates were not polite and responded immediately.

The fat man is even more energetic and is ready to use his hand speed, which has been single for 18 years, to fight with the wise men.

Snapped!

The computer screen is black and the battery is out of power.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then started to cry.

"My love is gone, and I can't win the game. Now I want to scold someone, and the power supply company is against me. Believe it or not, I won't pay the electricity bill next month?"

The fat man's surname is Zhang Mingjing. He graduated from high school this year. He felt that he might not have a chance in the future, so he confessed to the goddess he had been secretly in love with for three years.

But before she could say anything, she saw the goddess and the school sweetheart coming out of the hotel.

that moment,

Zhang Jing felt that her life was broken and her life was meaningless.

"Xiaojing, why are you howling? Xiaopi is here to find you!"

Zhang Jing’s mother is very angry.

"Tell him I'm dead!"

Zhang Jing jumped onto the bed. The tonnage of nearly 200 kilograms made the big bed creak under the weight.

"What are you doing, kid?"

A boy as skinny as a monkey pushed open the bedroom door: "You've been staying at home for half a month, what's wrong, Xiu Xian'er?"

"Pizi, I'm so in love!"

Zhang Jing's eyes were filled with tears.

Li Piwang is growing up, but Zhang Jing is not afraid of making a fool of himself.

"Come on, when have you ever experienced love?"

Li Piwang pressed the power button of the computer twice and found that there was no power: "What good is a woman? It will only affect the speed of drawing my sword!"

Zhang Jing lay on her back on the bed,

Tired!

It would be fine if she was rejected by the goddess, but the problem is, I saw her come out of the hotel with my own eyes.

What a blow!

I feel like a miser in a comic book.

Seeing Zhang Jing like this, Li Piwang knew that he had been hit hard this time. He sighed, opened Station B, and sent him a link.

"Listen to this!"

"What the hell?"

Zhang Jing clicks on the link and jumps to station B.

"Buddhist scriptures!"

Li Piwang would watch videos of young ladies dancing every day before going to bed. As a result, he accidentally heard this Buddhist scripture last night and immediately lost all interest in the young ladies.

At that time, he was frightened and thought that he was useless because of his excessive efforts.

"Now even if Sakyamuni himself sings Buddhist sutras to me, it still doesn't work!"

Zhang Jing Haha, click to play.

When the sound of chanting came out, just the first sentence caught Zhang Jing's ears.

So comfortable!

The emotions of irritability, anxiety, and resentment suddenly disappeared like a mountain of flames extinguished by ice and snow.

Wait until you finish listening,

In Zhang Jing's heart, there was only peace.

He even clasped his hands together and muttered Amitabha.

"how do you feel?"

The call came in, Lipiwang turned on his phone and prepared to conquer Valoran!

"I want to become a monk!"

Zhang Jing told the truth that he did have the urge to become a monk without any worries in this world.

"Haha, I felt the same way just after listening to it!"

Li Piwang skillfully opened the folder and found the short movie: "This chanting is very good. I guess it is a senior monk from some temple?"

Zhang Jing originally wanted to say, are there still eminent monks now?

But remembering the chanting sound full of Zen rhythm, he closed his mouth again.

After thinking about it for a few minutes, Zhang Jing suddenly said: "Pizi, are you going to Shaolin Temple with me?"

"School is about to start, where should we go to the Shaolin Temple?"

Li Piwang felt that something was wrong with his childhood.

"Listen to the scriptures, worship Buddha, and ask for..."

Zhang Jing originally wanted to seek marriage, but suddenly she felt that it didn't matter if she didn't have a woman.

"Stop lying dead, get up quickly and watch together!"

Li Piwang urged.

"Not interested in!"

Zhang Jing listened to this passage again, liked it, voted in coins, and saved it. After clicking three times in succession, she sent a message.

Zhang Sanritian: Master Lin, is there an MP3 version? Please download it!

Zhang Jing wants to download this passage to the player, and when she is ready to feel upset, she can open it and listen to it.

He took a look and found that there were many people asking to download it.

"Lin Da is a hungry man? This name doesn't sound like an eminent monk!"

Zhang Jing clicked follow,

After thinking about it, I switched to paying special attention.



At six o'clock in the morning on September 3, outside the Guangqing High-speed Railway Station.

"Mom, go back! Just send it here!"

Lin Baici packed his bags and got out of the taxi with a lot of luggage on his back.

"I'll wait until you get on the train and then go back!"

Lin's mother originally wanted to send Lin Bai off to study at the university, but she was too busy at work and her boss would not approve the leave. Lin Bai also said that she was old enough to do it alone, so Lin's mother decided not to send it.

But before setting off, Mother Lin began to feel uneasy at the thought of her child going to live more than a thousand miles away for four years in an unfamiliar place.

"No, I can't throw it away. Besides, you can't get in without a ticket!"

In addition to feeling sorry for his mother, Lin Bai also felt uncomfortable carrying so much luggage.

Obviously it could be stuffed into the black alms bowl, but because my mother looked down on me, I didn't dare to do so, so I had to carry it on my back.

Otherwise, given my mother’s character, she would definitely get to the bottom of it.

By then, things about Longchan Temple's Shenxu will no longer be hidden. She will definitely be worried and prohibit herself from going to Poshenxu again.

Lin Baici also planned to get a few more sacred items and sell them to make a fortune.

The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles.

Mother Lin was still worried.

She regrets it now and should have accompanied her son to report.

"Mom, let me be independent and exercise!"

Lin Baici said softly: "You can't take care of me for the rest of your life, can you?"

Mother Lin was finally convinced.

"Then be careful, put your wallet and mobile phone away, don't lose them!"

Mother Lin warned.

"Um!"

Lin Baici waited in line and spent half an hour passing the security check. When he saw his mother still outside the high-speed rail station, he waved to her through the glass.

"Mom, go back!"

Lin Bai resigned and sent a WeChat message.

He knew that his mother would not leave until he could see her back, so he walked into the elevator and went to the waiting hall on the second floor.

The hall was buzzing with people, many of whom were students who were about to travel far away.

Lin Baici looked out and was about to find the A12 ticket gate when a sudden feeling of hunger came over him.


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