Conan World: Break Free from Fate and Run to You

The voice of this comment was sweet and pleasant. Although the voice was not loud, it was particularly eye-catching at the moment when everyone was holding their breath to appreciate the masterpiece.

The sound at this time was like thunder out of the blue, attracting everyone's attention. Amuro Toru and others immediately became the focus of attention.

"Does Baizhi know about oil painting?" Suzuki Sonoko leaned close to Baizhi's ear and whispered.

"Yes." Bai Zhi nodded very naturally. Even facing the gazes of so many people, she did not seem guilty at all.

But with a "pop" sound, the artistic boy slammed the paintbrush and the manual palette in his hand onto the bucket beside him, and stood up with a "swoosh".

If we say that he originally just snorted disdainfully and looked down on Suzuki Sonoko's simple and rough compliment, now he looked dissatisfied.

"You sound like you're good at it. If you can do it, come on." The young artist said sarcastically, "You said my paintings are too stereotyped. Then come on, let me see how many styles you have."

"Ah? Me?" Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows and pointed at herself innocently. She didn't expect that the young man sitting here drawing would be so easily angered.

Bai Zhi's voice was actually very low just now, and she almost whispered into Amuro Toru's ear. However, because the place was too quiet, even though her voice was low, some 70% of it was heard.

Bai Zhi used to be a veteran teaching assistant. Making casual comments was a professional hazard for him. He thought his comments were objective and fair, and he even added a good evaluation at the end. Why was he so angry?

After looking at the painting carefully, Bai Zhi's eyes flashed with confusion and doubt.

However, facing Bai Zhi's daze and confusion, the audience felt that Bai Zhi was stage frightened, and immediately a few people who liked to watch the fun started to make a fuss.

"Really? Young people nowadays really don't know how to respect others. They come out in weird clothes and try to follow others' lead."

"That's right, people nowadays are just good at talking. They don't even know if they can draw, yet they're commenting on it. If you have the ability, just do it yourself."

"Now people have put down their brushes and palettes and are silent again."

"..."

Bai Zhi: “?”

Bai Zhi tilted her head in confusion, somewhat puzzled by the crowd's restlessness.

It must be that she hasn't been integrated into human society for a long time. Is her understanding of human society backward and poor? Why are people nowadays so impetuous? They seem to explode at the slightest provocation.

"Tsk, just do it." Bai Zhi curled her lips, walked forward nonchalantly, sat on the artistic boy's stool without any hesitation, and started mixing the colorful colors without changing the palette.

At the beginning, the crowd was a little restless. Most people were not optimistic about Bai Zhi's impromptu appearance. Only a few people remained quiet out of curiosity.

But gradually the crowd quieted down, for no other reason than that Bai Zhi's painting was too elegant.

Not to mention Bai Zhi's beauty like a lotus emerging from the water, just look at her hands, with distinct joints, slender fingers, and skin so fair that it can be described as ice-like and jade-like. But the action of her picking up the paintbrush is enough to be pleasing to the eye.

Bai Zhi's strokes are just right and light every time. She lifts the pen and puts it down like a dancing butterfly. Each stroke is in place and she never repeats herself. The colors she creates are clear and bright. You can't tell the difference when you just look at it, but when you put it on the painting, you can tell who is better.

Originally, the sunrise painted by this artistic boy only made people feel beautiful. The sun rose at the end of the long street, and golden light fell on the trees and bushes, full of vitality.

However, Bai Zhi made the whole painting come alive with just a few strokes.

The trees and shrubs are clean and green, and the new tender leaves are vying to stretch towards the sky, layer upon layer. The bright sun shines with thousands of golden rays, as if lighting up the whole picture in an instant.

It was clearly just a painting, but everyone felt that the sunlight was blindingly bright.

I don't know who started it, but the crowd started to applaud sparsely, and then more and more people exclaimed.

But Bai Zhi seemed unaware. She suddenly turned her head and looked behind her, frowning slightly. However, there was nothing behind her, except the artistic young man and a group of ordinary people behind him.

"Fei, I'm very sorry." The artistic boy looked somewhat embarrassed. He lowered his head, seeming to be very ashamed.

"Ah~ It's nothing. Just be more modest next time." Bai Zhi didn't care and handed the paintbrush over casually: "I'll give it back to you."

The boy hurriedly took it, but saw Bai Zhi had already stood up, dusted off her body, and jumped to Amuro Toru's side, pulling Amuro Toru's arm, smiling and acting coquettishly.

Soon, the two walked away together.

Soon, the crowd dispersed, and the boy packed up his painting supplies and left, turning three streets and walking straight into a black Porsche.

As soon as he entered the Porsche, the boy impatiently took off his artist hat. He had already poured out the turbid paint water in the bucket. As soon as he came in, he stuffed the painting in his hand into the hands of the man next to him.

"Oh? You really drew a picture?" Rum took the picture frame and looked at the picture on it with some surprise: "I didn't know your skills were so good... How is it? Did you succeed in contacting?"

"Yeah, she drew it." The boy looked indifferent, leaning back in the back seat, looking like he didn't want to pay any more attention to it.

"Painted by Bai Zhi?" Rum was a little surprised: "Bai He, so you two are destined to be together. She even knows oil painting?"

"Yeah, and the technique is pretty good." Bai He responded absentmindedly.

She just looks a little rusty, but even so, it's even more obvious how good her skills are. This kind of genius is really annoying.

"I hate geniuses. Geniuses lack the beauty of accumulated experience." Bai He held his forehead, seemingly not wanting to get too entangled with Rum: "From what I've seen, she's just an ordinary person, both in performance and character."

[It doesn't matter. Your mission is not to investigate her, but to ease the relationship between her and the organization. You can persuade her more in this regard.]

The sound of the voice changer came from the headphones. When he heard the sound, even Rum fell silent instantly.

[The organization is willing to give her some benefits. If possible, you can also explain that the temptation to her some time ago was not my instruction. The cooperation and the monthly Q&A will proceed as usual, and no one will disturb her in the future. ]

[In return, we can give you the experimental data of two other groups of experimental drugs. ]

"Yes." Bai He responded in a low voice.

[Be careful, if you go too far, she might kill you unilaterally.]

"Yes." Bai He agreed again.

The call was hung up and the atmosphere in the car eased a little.

"So are the experimental data you gave me correct? If it's a real medical examination report, it's a miracle that she's still alive and kicking." Bai He pulled out a few pieces of paper and flipped through them casually: "Rum, at the end of today, I will help you test Bai Zhi's condition again. After today, I will no longer be your responsibility."

"sure no problem."