Snow, so awe-inspiring and ruthless, buries evidence and bloodstains under the seemingly pure snowflakes. The more beautiful it is, the more it hides countless filthiness, but what's wrong with this? If this world is destined to be dirty
If it's dirty, at least it will look pleasing to the eye when covered with snow.
"Dadai, what are you doing?" Xiaobai touched the non-existent sweat on his forehead. In order not to affect the game experience, Xiaobai did not use magic to build the snowman, but only relied on his own hands to build the snowman.
Su Hong has also been protected, but Su Hong will not feel the cold or suffer from frostbite. In this way, Su Hong can move freely in the ice and snow wearing only short-sleeved shirts. If he does not feel the cold, there will be a big problem.
You only need to think about your creativity.
However, Su Hong, who had the conditions to give full play, just stood still.
"I'm building a snowman." Su Hong moved his lips slightly, squeezed out some sounds from his throat, and tried to remain still.
"You obviously didn't move." Xiaobai snapped his fingers, and then said to Su Hong: "You can speak now. I have used magic power to help you construct a set of vocal organs, so that you can speak even if you don't move."
Sooner or later, Su Hong must learn the simple use of magic power. Now he should adapt in advance. Su Hong's physical fitness is still much stronger than at the beginning. Although the strength is not obvious, his endurance and magic adaptability are far beyond
Before, Su Hong's body could already withstand simple spells.
"Ahem...uh...hum..." Su Hong adjusted to the feeling. He couldn't speak with his mouth when he fell off the cliff before, but now he can move his mouth, which is equivalent to having two sets of vocal organs. Su Hong
There is a wonderful feeling of opening your mouth out of thin air.
After adapting for a moment, Su Hong said: "The ordinary way to make a snowman is just to make two snowballs. This is neither artistic nor creative, so I want to add a little artistry to the snowman."
“Is standing still considered art?”
"This is called performance art. I want the snow to cover my body, so that I will become a snowman. You can say that I am a snowman or a snowman. This not only has the beauty of art, but also reflects the harmonious coexistence between man and nature.
A sense of unity between man and nature.”
"..." It's really ridiculous...
Xiaobai ignored Su Hong and continued to build a snowman. Of course, what she built was not an ordinary snowman made of two snowballs. The temperature here was about minus 30 degrees Celsius. There was no need to worry about the snow melting naturally. The only thing she needed to worry about was
If the snow itself is not strong enough, the snowman will collapse because it cannot bear its own gravity.
However, it is not that there is no solution. It would be too stupid to rely on magic power to solve it, so Xiaobai plans to use the simplest method to solve it, relying on pressure to make the snow solid. As long as you squeeze it hard enough, the snow can
becomes very hard.
"What kind of snowman are you building? Didn't you just make a snow pillar?" Su Hong was able to speak, but he couldn't help but start complaining, because after realizing that after he complained a lot, Xiao Bai seemed to also
I'm not angry, so I'm a little bolder than before.
After all, Xiaobai is still too cute. If she is not angry, it is easy for people to ignore her. She can crush Su Hong to death with one finger. Although she silently swore in her heart before, she will never complain or talk nonsense, but this kind of oath
What a thing...Su Hong vowed to study hard countless times, but never succeeded once.
"You don't understand this. Ordinary snowmen are not difficult for me, so I need to increase some difficulty to make my snowman full of artistry."
Is this fundamentally different from what I said?
Su Hong silently complained in his heart. He would not complain easily unless he couldn't help it. However, Xiao Bai was still looking at him, as if hoping that he would continue to ask.
"Is there anything artistic about your snow pillar?"
"It's still an unfinished product, of course you can't tell."
"Oh...snow sculpture? Like an ice sculpture?"
"Hmm~, almost." Xiaobai continued to beat and temper the snow pillar, so that its own strength can support the work Xiaobai wants to make: "The so-called artwork, its shape itself is just a carrier, the key is its
The spirit and emotion behind it, only works that incorporate feelings and understanding of the world can be called works of art."
"Um...although, you are not making a snowman, right?"
Xiaobai continued to beat and temper the snow pillar with moderate force, which would not make the snow pillar fall apart but would make it strong: "Don't you think so?"
"Um...probably?"
When snow covers a person's body, isn't that called a snowman?
"Let's do this. After completing their respective works, I will bring a few judges over, each will show their own art work, and then explain the artistic meaning of it, and let them choose whose one is better and the winner...I think
Think, if you win, I will give you a super practical figure care set. You don’t want your figures to become gray and yellow, right?”
"Oh...um."
"Don't underestimate the set I gave you. For ordinary figures, it can make them dazzling and some defects can be perfectly eliminated. For figures with intelligence, it can extend their life. The smart figures themselves
Due to material limitations, it has a service life.”
"It's not that I dislike it."
Su Hong wanted to scratch his head, but in order to complete his performance art, he had to maintain this posture. The main reason was that Xiaobai's words always sounded weird, and there was always a feeling that was not quite pure love.
"As for if I win, I won't embarrass you, hehe~, just go shopping with me."
Such conditions can be regarded as a hundred benefits to Su Hong. If it is just a shopping trip, it is not considered a price at all. But in the middle of Xiaobai's words, he suddenly laughed twice, which made Su Hong
Hong felt some scalp numbness.
"But where are you going to find the referee? The person you are looking for must know you, and there is a high chance that they will choose you."
“Anonymous voting plus concealed author?”
"But my body is buried inside the snowman."
"That's right." Xiaobai touched his chin. Although he planned to capture a few great artists from all over the world to serve as judges, considering that the great artists themselves have high magical attainments, they would definitely try their best to find someone.
Choose which one is Xiaobai’s work, and then choose her work.
Although Xiaobai himself doesn't mind losing, not everyone thinks so. They don't dare to risk their lives on whether Xiaobai wants to win. Only if she wins, then it is absolutely safe. Even Xiaobai
Bai casually picked up a lump of mud from the ground. With the level of these great artists, they could directly praise the heavens.
"Then let my sister be the referee." Xiaobai thought about it and found that only her sister was not afraid of her, and it was impossible for her to drag her parents over for such a thing.
However, we should find a time to take Su Hong back to meet her parents. We will decide the time later.
Su Hong said speechlessly, with Mu Lingxuan's sister-control level, even if the earth explodes, she probably won't choose him: "Your sister will definitely choose you."
"Then who are you talking about? The person involved is not suitable as a referee. No matter whether it is overestimation or underestimation, it is impossible for people to evaluate things related to themselves with an absolutely objective view." Even a novice does not dare to say that about himself.
It must be absolutely fair, and aesthetics is a relatively perceptual part. The person who makes art must make the work based on his own value system.
"try to find..."
"Then I'll capture a human artist? Or capture a group of them."
"This is not good." Humans probably don't regard this kind of thing as art. If these so-called artists say what these are, maybe many humans will be implicated, and even lead to novices.
Thinking that human art is garbage has led to a devastating blow to the human art world.
"Then please come up with a solution. I have already made so many suggestions."
"Uh... uh... uh... then let's find... find... Jiabai?" Su Hong thought about it and felt that the only one who might be able to give a more objective evaluation is Jiabai. Even if
Gabai gave negative comments and didn't care about the affairs of the people on Earth, so she was the only one more suitable to be the referee.
"Jiabai? Haha, fair is fair, but the aesthetics of angels are different from most races, and their ideas and beliefs are more extreme and single. To put it bluntly, I would rather believe in the aesthetics of devils than the aesthetics of angels.
Aesthetic.”
"Is it that serious? I think her skills are pretty good." Su Hong didn't dare to say that Jiabai's outfit was actually quite handsome. If Xiaobai thought it was cheating again, he would be doomed.
He didn't want to experience the feeling of dying again. Although it was all made up in his head, he really thought he was going to die.
"Weapons and armor are indeed good, but I'm talking about works of art. You'll know after you take a look at them."
Xiao Bai raised his hand, and a painting appeared in front of Su Hong. The world was filled with dazzling light. The side facing the painting looked like heaven, while the side facing away from the painting looked like a bleak hell.
, with the picture as the center, the world is divided into two distinct worlds.
"Um...can the brightness be lowered?"
"Hehe~" Xiaobai laughed strangely.
"Eh?"
"This is not a work that I simulated with my magic power, but an original work. What I am holding in my hand is the original work. It is said to be the work of the greatest artist in heaven. He gave it to me personally. Even the God King would like to
If you want to buy it at a high price, regardless of the divine power contained in it, the picture I see is the same as yours."
To put it simply, apart from the special effects, it is just an oversized flashlight.
"oh..."
Although the worthy artwork is worth complaining about, Su Hong is more concerned about another thing, that is, why did the other party give Xiaobai a painting? And Xiaobai didn't sell it yet, so it must be some kind of personal relationship. Although it's not worth it
Regarding jealousy, Su Hong also knew that he had no right to be jealous, but he was just a little jealous.
Xiaobai's possessiveness is very strong, and Su Hong's is not bad either, but one is strong and the other is not. Even if he knows that he is not worthy, Su Hong still hopes to monopolize Xiaobai.
"What's wrong? Don't you think it's funny? Someone would pay a high price for such a mess."
"Um."
Xiaobai tilted his head, feeling that Su Hong's interest seemed to be a little low, and he didn't understand what the problem was. He thought about it and asked, "Don't you think this thing is very handsome?"
If you make negative comments about the things that others like, others will be unhappy. Angels like bright things, as long as they are bright and have clear levels. It is not the difference between light and dark, but the difference between brighter and brighter.