At first, Qin Nuo was so focused on painting that he didn't notice anything unusual.

After finishing the painting, looking at the whole sketch as a whole, it gives people a very strange feeling.

Ugly?

No, it's just a bit abstract.

The skinny man sat in the corner with dull eyes, looking cowardly, lonely and desperate, as if his life was controlled by someone else.

The difference was that the shadow reflected under his feet seemed to be illuminated by the light, stretched extremely long, with red eyes and a gaping mouth, revealing a crazy smile.

The emotions of a smile are quite complex, there is enjoyment and satisfaction...

These are two completely different styles of painting.

The loneliness and cowardice above form a sharp contrast with the crazy laughter below.

"The shadow represents the true side of this man?" Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, a chill came from beside him. Qin Nuo knew it was the female teacher, so he took the initiative to pull out the chair and move aside so that she could appreciate it better.

My heart tightened involuntarily.

This is a sketch that completely distorts the real style.

If you are wrong, you are very wrong and will face great anger.

There were several obvious touch marks on the flawless white drawing board, but they were very light, as if touching a piece of freshly unearthed jade, appearing to be very cautious.

Then came the teacher's voice. Without rushing to judge, she asked, "Tell me, why did you draw it this way?"

Qin Nuo thought to himself, "Who knows? I should ask the drawing board." But he still tried to evade the question, "There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand people. I just present them in my own sketching style, but the meaning is the same."

"The shadow is the real world inside him."

The female teacher's voice came again, this time with a trembling tone: "I can't believe it. You are the first person who can present his inner thoughts on the drawing board..."

As he spoke, the drawing board floated up and landed in the corner, in front of the thin man.

"See how perfect this drawing is? It's the only student's that looks most like you!"

The skinny man said nothing, but there was a subtle gleam in his eyes.

At this time, the figure of the female teacher gradually emerged. She had a plump figure and a delicate face. Who could have imagined that she was the wife of the skinny old man who almost looked like a dying old man?

The female teacher's face was filled with excitement and enthusiasm. She stared at her husband with bright eyes and reached out to gently stroke his sunken face.

"This is the real you, right? Why do those people draw you as hopeless, pitiful, and lonely?"

"You've clearly dedicated your art to me, contributing your own value. It's a sacred act. You should be ecstatic, satisfied, and free of desire."

"I really don't understand, but thankfully, a student finally brought out your true inner self."

"I'm so satisfied. You think so too, don't you?"

The female teacher said with a smile.

As the words fell, the skinny man's hair fell off rapidly, pus flowed out of his seven orifices, his mouth, which was sealed with glue, was torn open, blood flowed, and he made a strange sound and died instantly.

In an instant, the skinny man turned into a rotten corpse.

The female teacher did not look sad. Instead, she smiled with relief, hugged the corpse and caressed it lovingly.

This strange scene made the remaining players confused, but more of them were terrified.

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows, but he understood a little.

In the eyes of the female teacher, appearing for art is a proud and happy thing. For her, her husband went on a hunger strike to lose weight, and even did crazy things like gluing his mouth shut, to present another self and give inspiration to his beloved wife.

In the eyes of the wife, this was a great honor, but in reality, the husband, who had endured tremendous pain and torture, still failed to get her satisfaction.

Qin Nuo fixed his eyes on the skinny man's limbs. His palms and soles were nailed there with steel nails, making him a model for the portrait forever.

Are you happy?

have no idea.

At least his wife thought he was happy.

Therefore, she believed that the meaning expressed by the portrait should be optimistic.

"No wonder the previous person ended up so miserably." Qin Nuo murmured.

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the classroom was suddenly opened as if a taboo had been lifted.

The players were also relieved. They tried to leave their seats, but nothing happened. They immediately slipped away and fled the classroom.

The last two players saw that the female teacher was still hugging her husband and whispering, completely ignoring their side. They looked at the black candies on the table and became interested.

One of them reached out, grabbed a handful and ran away, but as soon as he turned around, his skin all over his body was wriggling strangely.

The player's face turned pale, and he quickly put the candy back to its original place, saying in panic: "Teacher, I was wrong. I put it back. I will never..."

Before he could finish his words, his skin broke open and the blood inside solidified into beads that scattered like marbles and scattered all over the ground.

When the body fell to the ground, it had turned into a horrible shell.

The other player was so frightened that he disappeared into the black fog at the door.

"Be obedient. Candy can only be given to students who draw good works."

The female teacher picked up three candies and handed them to Qin Nuo: "Here, classmate, these are for you."

Qin Nuo took it. The candy was very ordinary. The candy wrapper was transparent, and the candy inside was bright red. This color made people lose their appetite and they always felt that it was too sweet.

Qin Nuo hates sweet things.

"What's your name?" the female teacher asked with a smile.

"Teacher, my name is Li Xiaoming." Qin Nuo held the candy, showing a childlike look of joy at getting the candy.

“It’s a nice name.”

"Teacher hopes that you can meet a girl like her husband in the future who is willing to give everything for you." The female teacher's pale face was filled with a happy smile.

"Forehead……"

Qin Nuo glanced at the skinny man in the corner who had turned into a pool of pus, and forced a smile: "Thank you for your blessing, teacher. If there is nothing else, I will leave first..."

After coming out of the classroom, Qin Nuo looked back and saw that the classroom was covered with black fog again, and it was pitch black. The door slammed shut again.

"Although they are role models, this relationship between husband and wife is really not worth learning..." Qin Nuo murmured.

He turned around and disappeared into the black fog.

Holding the three candies in his hand gave Qin Nuo some security. Walking in the black fog, goose bumps gradually appeared all over his body.

"Why does this black fog feel increasingly chilly?"

"In this mode, the mouse player's only goal is to collect candy, and the degree of freedom is too limited."

Qin Nuo shook his head and came to a staircase, wondering whether to go up or down, when a sound suddenly came from somewhere in the black fog.

"Why is there a lone rat here?"

Qin Nuo's nerves subconsciously tensed up. This voice seemed a little familiar.

Teacher Yan?!