Chapter 550

Tea is bitter, but people are sweet;

when the female curator is about 30 years old, she is intelligent, graceful and beautiful. In fact, she is not so beautiful. In terms of appearance, she can only say that she is ordinary.

But her temperament has made a great remedy, and even added points, as well as her conversation, everything she talked about, all have a strong professionalism.

Artist, that's probably the feeling.

It's not the general pretentiousness, nor the behavior artist's intention to attract people's attention,

it's the self absorbed immersion in their own world and small world, and enjoy the fun, simple, like a child.

Wang Ke is able to chat. Zhou Ze just listens to it and doesn't interrupt, but he also finds it interesting.

Now, the topic has shifted to architecture.

At this time, Luo Su pointed to the top and said:

"in fact, I am fascinated by the book of changes in China, including the construction pattern here, which is also imitating the pattern of" heaven and earth ". "

Zhou Ze looked up and saw that it was true. Of course, there is nothing strange. In fact, many ancient buildings in some ancient towns refer to this rule.

From the tip of his finger, Luo Su turned out a copper coin, which was standing on the tea table,

the copper coin was round and the hollow part in the center was square.

"A century ago, with the progress of modern science, our ancestors' assertion of" the sky and the place "was completely broken;

now,

we have firmly believed in the indication of science, where we live is a ball, and there is a vast universe outside the ball."

"Isn't that so?" Zhou Ze asked.

The female curator shook her head and said:

"if it's just a description of the real world, it seems to be a big mistake. After all, people's steps have even landed on the moon.

But what if we look at the 'round sky' from another angle? "

Zhou Ze pursed his lips, took off his mouth and came out:

"Yin and Yang."

The female curator gave Zhou Ze a meaningful look, nodded and said:

"yes, yin and Yang."

…………

"So, are they all talking about something so big now?"

Little Laurie listened to me secretly, and her mouth was curled.

A ghost difference,

do you talk about Yin and Yang?

Isn't this forced to pull into their own professional field to pretend?

Sure enough,

a man becomes a gorilla who can only pat his chest and courtship in front of a charming woman.

"You said, boss, did he find any problems here?" Asked the little boy.

"He's blind. He often has ghosts standing in front of him. He can't tell if he's a man or a ghost."

"Oh, that's it."

"It's been so many times, I can't find it even when I eat with ghosts."

"So bad?"

"A very bad man."

"Then why are you still being treated by him..."

Little Laurie sighed and said, "a man will give birth."

…………

"If the heaven and the earth are just a world view, rather than a specific description of reality, there is still a reason for it.

In a round sky,

is actually a half sphere.

Living people live on the plane. The sky is round.

The lower half of the circle is overcast.

After all, if you look at the earth from this perspective, you can't tell which end is above and which is below. "

The female curator stood up and gestured as she spoke, seeming to be immersed in her own thinking and narration

Wang Ke looked down at the watch on his wrist and found that it was not early. He got up and said:

"there is a cram school in the afternoon. I have to take her back to dinner first."

"Oh, let's talk next time."

The female curator has some ideas.

"Then I'll go, too. My children have cram schools in the afternoon."

Zhou Ze got up at the right time and was ready to leave.

"Does your child go to cram school, too?" Wang Ke some accident way, "on which?"

"Whatever your children have, my family has."

“…………” Wang Ke.

The two walked to the office together, and the door of the office was opened from inside.

Little Lori walked out in a proper way, Wang Ke frowned slightly,Zhou Ze's eyes narrowed.

The little boy also came out with a silly face.

"Ruirui, I went home with my father."

Wang Ke took little Lori's hand.

Little Lori obediently let Wang Ke take her hand, and the father and daughter walked out together.

The little boy came to Zhou Ze and reached out.

Zhou Ze looked down, put his hands in his pants pocket, and walked forward without hesitation.

The little boy followed in silence.

The female curator who was just in diaotandi,

picked up the tea cup on the tea table,

took another sip gracefully,

then,

put down the tea cup,

"pa",

a crisp sound.

…………

"Go back, do you want to do your homework?"

Wang Ke asked.

Little Laurie nodded and said:

"I'm afraid you're lost."

"Oh."

Wang Ke suddenly stopped and said, "do you want to wait behind?"

"No, let's go out first. I'm hungry. I want to drink broth and go to sleep."

Little Lori went on,

Wang Ke could only keep up.

Zhou Ze, who was walking behind and deliberately slowing down, asked peacefully:

"what's the matter?"

Naturally, he saw that Lin Ke was awake, and even Wang Ke might have noticed.

"Head."

The little boy said:

"real head, in the office."

"Oh."

Zhou Ze pursed his lips.

"And I see another you."

The little boy continued.

"Another me?"

"Here, ahead."

…………

"You..."

Wang Ke saw Zhou Ze in a hurry at the gate of the wax museum,

Wang Ke wanted to ask, aren't you behind us?

What's more,

at such a fast speed,

you even changed your clothes?

Fortunately, Wang Ke knew that Zhou Ze's identity was not simple. Although he was surprised, he was not too difficult to accept.

Zhou Ze looked at Xiao Luoli and Wang Ke, shrugged his shoulders and said to Xiao Luoli, "am I still in there?"

Little Laurie nodded.

"Then you'd better go home and have a look."

Little Lori seemed to understand something, and her face was serious.

"It's OK, it's not a problem."

Zhou Ze replied,

then pointed to himself,

"I don't think I have any problem, so you should have no problem."

Little Laurie hears the words and takes a long breath.

Take Wang Ke's hand and run out.

Zhou se is as like as two peas, and

continues to move forward, and

sees the same self in front of him.

"Here, right ahead."

Zhou Ze, the boy's side, bit his teeth and looked back at the wax museum.

In fact,

if there's nothing abnormal at the beginning,

but if you still think it's just a coincidence after seeing the picture of the winning hook,

Zhou Ze doesn't need to be confused.

"What's the matter with you?"

Zhou Ze asked, pointing to himself in front of him.

"Oh, I'm a fake."

As he said,

Zhou Ze in front of him reached out and tore his clothes. He also took a hand to his chest and dug out a large piece.

“…………” Zhou Ze.

looks at her as like as two peas, and is trying to catch you up with your lungs.

feels this way.

is really very strange.

"There's something wrong with this wax museum."

Zhou Ze, who put the clothes back on, pointed to the top of his finger.

"Well, I know."

"I should have come out after you went in. Then I was cut off from my memory. I took a bath and almost melted myself."

"Oh."

Zhou Ze nodded,

then hurriedly asked:

"didn't you get off the bathtub?"

"Down."

"So you've soiled my bathtub?"

"Yes."

"You know it's going to make me sick."Other people in the bookstore are not allowed to take baths.

"I don't know. If I had known earlier that I was fake, I would have melted and faded. It's impossible for me to go to the bathtub to get it dirty."

"Alas."

"Alas."

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze beside him, and at the wax figure in front of him,

and silently "Alas".

"Mr. Xu, haven't you left yet?"

At this time, the

female curator came slowly and smiled.

"I have a question, for example, the one in front of me."

Zhou Ze pointed to himself.

"Just an example."

The female curator didn't care.

"I don't want to ask you what you are or what you are doing in Tongcheng. Even I'm not very interested in this wax museum," Zhou said

"Huh?"

The curator shrugged.

"But please, don't make a fool of yourself."

"Then I apologize to you. It's just a good joke."

The female curator leaned slightly,

bowed and apologized,

had a sincere attitude.

At the same time,

she made a little ring of fingers,

Zhou Ze, the wax figure standing in the distance, began to melt, and

turned into a pool of wax oil on the ground.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes,

took a deep breath and frowned slightly;

first saw himself "digging his heart and lungs" in front of himself,

then saw himself "melting" in front of himself.

"Oh, Mr. Xu doesn't seem to like this way of ending."

The curator snapped her fingers again.

"Pa!"

The beach of wax oil on the ground is directly exploded and splashed.

Zhou Ze looks at himself It's blown up!

The little boy tooted his mouth, reached out and pulled Zhou Ze's sleeve,

seriously;

"if I were you, I couldn't bear it."

Zhou Ze is not impatient,

but raises his hand,

says to the female curator:

"there must be a reason?"

"Flat land."

The female curator smiled a little,

"is the reason enough?"

Zhou Ze suddenly nodded, "that's enough, it's enough."

As he spoke,

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and patted the little boy on the head,

pushed forward,

the little boy stumbled forward, stumbled forward several steps, almost fell to the ground.

He looked back at Zhou Ze in some confusion.

"Take this down, I will."

The little boy smiled,

laughed happily,

nodded forcefully,

said excitedly:

"OK!"