V10.chapter 29

On another timeline, Du Lingyu was the only survivor, and the others died.

The other twelve, all dead.

The hopelessness of dying, unable to struggle, left everyone speechless.

"Let's continue to discuss this picture." Mu Yiran's voice is a little cold, but anyone who knows him can tell that the cold is used to cover up the sadness. "As for the negative space mentioned by Shaoling, it is obvious that there are also some negative spaces in this picture, which are full of the surrounding of the picture, and the content is a little strange."

"It's not like the white space of Shao Ling, but it's not like the white space of Shao Ling, but it's not like the black space in the dark, but it's not like the negative effect of the white space."

Zhu Haowen also joined the discussion: "I think the camera is a key prop in the world, probably related to bidi's photographer identity. We already know that the camera can capture the past and future scenes through the shutter and speed. This is the depth of time. Is it possible that the camera lens angle can capture the expansion of space? Can a wide-angle lens like this be able to capture scenes outside the light brigade? "

This statement is very novel, and everyone can't help nodding. Shao Ling further said: "if so, I think that with the wide-angle lens used in this picture, it may not be just the light traveling outside the world."

"Oh, my God, did you get a picture of the outside world?" Luo Zhen was very surprised.

"That's not true," Shaoling said hastily. "I've been thinking about the composition of the four brigades and what the world outside of the four brigades is like. Through the words in the book of witchcraft and the paintings of Shilong and Weidong, I think that the four brigades should be made of rings, which is just the saying of" ring for me. "

Wei Dong frowned and listened for a long time: "do you mean that the earth egg is like a big egg, and the four brigades are like a waist line tied to the ground egg?"

"Yes, you are very accurate." Shaoling nods.

"I think the four brigades are not tied to the earth's eggs, but are encircled in the earth's eggs," said Zhu Haowen this time. "The beginning of wuze says that the earth's eggs are contained in the earth, and there is time in them. I think that the people in the four brigades live in the earth's eggs, still distributed in belts, but not on the surface of the earth as we live, but inside the eggs. "

"No, I don't have enough brains. What are we going to do next?" Luo Zhen looked at the incense lit: "there are more than two hours to turn off the lights, we have to hurry up."

"In addition to the funeral, I asked them to go to the shop according to the purchase list in the package, hoping to have a harvest," Mu Yiran took out another roll of film that had been washed out. "Now let's look at the photos in Xi Shengnan's camera."

Luo accepted the film and installed the projector simply: "Xi Shengnan doesn't seem to have taken pictures. There should not be pictures of the world in her camera."

"Maybe Xi Shengnan from another time line has taken pictures of those white fish, so far, we don't know who made them." Weidong gossips less, soon installed the film, ready to "show.".

"Yes, we have a lot of work to do. We have to enlarge the pictures of white fish later." Luo also quickly entered the role, dedicated to cooperating with Weidong.

The pictures taken by Xi Shengnan flashed on the light screen one by one. The shooting techniques were quite different from those of Mai Peng. Xi Shengnan seemed to prefer to shoot still life or street scenes with narrative style, and occasionally take pictures of animals and food.

When the old building of the old station Art Gallery appears in the picture, Weidong and Luo Zhen's actions are slowed down. The familiar art gallery is like a dream that is too oppressed to wake up, drawing everyone into the dark night again.

"You say, are we still in the old station art gallery?" Luo Zhen suddenly asked such a question.

"If we're still in the painting," Qin CI continued, "the picture of the journey against us is on display in the art museum, so in a broad sense, we are still in the old station Art Museum."

"Well, it's as profound as our current timeline questions." Luo shook his head and continued to show the next picture.

Xi Shengnan is supposed to be a photographer who is keen on recording life. She also photographed the hall of the art museum, and even took a profile of the old man who was watching the door. The seemingly ordinary look was photographed with a sad taste.

After that, we took random photos of each exhibition hall, and soon the photos showed the familiar exhibition hall and the familiar door.

Inside the door is another part of the exhibition which is separated from the exhibition hall. It belongs to the exhibition of Biddy's photography.

The photos in the back are really about the bidi works exhibition. Instead of focusing on specific works, Xi Shengnan creates a comfortable atmosphere with the layout of the exhibition hall and the light outside the window, thus coating the future film exhibition with gold from the eyes of the onlookers.

"Stop!" Several people agreed.

Wei Dong Luo Yi also stopped the movement of his hand at the right time and stopped the moving negative film on the light screen.The pictures are taken on the exhibition stand in the exhibition hall. A row of photographic works on the exhibition shelf form a deep effect. The photos taken by bidi are displayed from near to far.

All people's eyes are focused on the third piece from the left. Although the picture is small, and it is not so clear because of the deviation of focus, it does not prevent us from recognizing it at the first time, which is the reverse journey.

"My God, I have a sense of time and space dislocation. We are looking at this painting now, right?" Luo Zhen shook his head, feeling incredible.

Others are observing the painting in silence, although the painting in the picture has the familiar feeling that it will be recognized by everyone when it turns to ashes, and it also has the alienation and strangeness that we haven't seen for a long time.

"Now I feel like this circle suddenly has a special meaning." Wei Dong said, "do you think this circle looks like a camera lens? All of us are actually in Biddy's lens. "

"It makes sense. No wonder the camera is endowed with such a special significance in this world," Qin said, gazing at the circle in the photo and the houses inside the circle. "Now it seems that the circle may be a ring, and the adversity exists in the circle."

"There is also a time line," Shao Ling added. "When we first started painting, the time line we were in was connected with another time line, which probably formed a circle."

"The signature is outside the circle," Fangfei also said, with a surprising meaning. "We are inside the circle, and the signature is outside the circle. We can only go out if we want to find a signature."

Everyone was quiet. For a moment, they felt that this was a rare breakthrough point. At the same time, they felt that it was almost impossible to reach beyond the circle. This is not a matter of geographical distance. Outside the circle, it seems to be another universe.

"You see, there seems to be something on the right side of the ring." Mu Yi Ran said.

All of us squint at the right side of the ring. Because the signature is on the left side of the ring, the right side is ignored. Now it seems that there are some disordered lines, but because the color is too light, it is very fuzzy.

"I remember these things," Fangfei said. "Before we started painting, I focused on the part of the pencil drawing, that is, the circle and the things outside the circle. On the left was the author's signature and date. There were some pencil lines in the upper right corner. They were very light. I thought it was caused by the unclean processing of the pictures."

"Yes, these lines are so casual that they don't seem to have any special meaning." Weidong also said.

Mu Yi Ran looked at Fang Fei: "what kind of lines did you see at the beginning? Can you simply draw them down?"

"I'll try," Fang Fei came to the table, picked up the paper and pen that Mu Yiran had prepared, recalled it carefully, and then drew a few strokes: "there is one or two strokes on the left. I forget, anyway, it is a slightly curved line. On the right, I remember very clearly that the two lines are crossed, just like making a cross. ——But one thing is certain, these lines themselves are very light, and they have been rubbed, so I didn't care about the superfluous lines that I thought were caused by painting at that time. "

"I think this circle can be broken through, because it's a pencil, and it can be erased." If you change to normal, Shaoling must think that he is trying to tell a joke, but now he is very serious, "in fact, the pencil parts of this painting may be rubbed off."

"Including the artist's signature." Zhu said.

"Oh, my God, that's terrible. If you don't have your signature, you'll be dead." Luo was said to be afraid.

"Look at this pattern carefully," Mu Yiran showed the picture that Fang Fei had just drawn to you. "Please use your imagination boldly. What do you think it looks like?"

"A few hairs..." Luo said.

"No painted clouds?" Qin said.

"Traces of the wind blowing?" Wei Dong said.

Other people did not speak any more, just these abstract lines really can not see what.

Mu Yi Ran drew a similar pattern with his own brush strokes beside him, retaining the fork on the right side, and only one curved line on the left side: "so, what is it like?"

The crowd frowned for a long time, and finally gave up guessing.

"Light bulb." Zhu Haowen suddenly said, "it's very similar to the light bulb that was drawn when learning circuit in middle school physics class."

According to Zhu Haowen, we all think it's a bit like this, but when drawing a circuit, we will circle the fork with a complete circle, and this one is more casual.

Mu Yi Ran nodded: "I also think this is a light bulb. To be exact, it is a light source. When a photographer composes a picture, he should consider the position of the light source. Therefore, bidi specially drew it. However, because it is used to remind himself of the draft, it may be erased later for the overall effect of composition."

"If it's a light source, why doesn't he draw a sun directly?" Wei Dong said.

"I don't think it would be possible for this painting to be photographed directly in nature." Mu Yi Ran said, "therefore, the author can not rely on the light of the sun, so he has to make the scenery artificially and choose to use the light.""But it's not right," Qin said. "Whether it's the sun or the lamp, it's always the light source. But why is the shadow of the house in the circle opposite to the light source? It's not normal. "

At the top right of the circle is the light source, but the shadow of the house in the circle is located at the bottom right, which is indeed unreasonable.

"If the sun is on the right, the shadow of the house should be on the left." Luo also saw the problem.

"It is probably because of this that the world's time is disordered. The light and shadow in it are totally wrong." Mu Yi Ran said, "light and shadow, we can also understand as time."

The time in this world is so chaotic that there is even more than one time line, which is not caused by accident, but from the original intention of the painter.

It seems that the painter wants to complete such a photographic work, a work with distorted light and impossible realization.

"So? How do we get out? The signature is outside the circle. " Luo zhe was worried.

"We can go out, because the shape of the earth egg is similar to that of the stone ridge, and there is also a blowhole like exit through which we can go out." Fang Fei's voice rang behind everyone.

Everyone felt that there was something wrong with Fang Fei's words at this time. She turned around for a moment, and then she was surprised. She didn't know when to put on her mask!

The white mask of the witch.

Fang Fei put on this mask, as if she changed her identity at once. Although Fang Fei's facial expression is not rich at ordinary times, this mask makes her cold and even sacred.

Wei Dong tentatively said to Fei: "are you Fang Fei, or a wizard?"

Fang Fei faced Weidong with a white face: "no matter who we are, we will always be partners. The purpose is to find a signature. I'm just using this mask to see something that the naked eye can't see

"What do you see?"

"The interior of the egg, and the space we are in."

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