The Passerby Only Wants a Peaceful Life

After retiring early, Luo Qing moved to an old street district full of human warmth. Every day, she'd go downstairs to Ping An Real Estate to zone out, living a simple and uneventful peaceful l...

Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Renhe Art Museum 5

Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Renhe Art Museum 5

Liu Yanran quickly stored her bag and went upstairs, where she saw the other players sitting on the floor frantically flipping through illustrations. Players who had already found the answers to their own questions were also helping others look for them.

For the questions in this exhibition area, they could confidently write down the correct answers by simply flipping through the illustration book, which made the eight players feel a lot more relaxed.

"Where should we go to next?"

"It's only eleven thirty now. Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity to have a snack? It's best not to take a lunch break."

"Shall we go in groups?"

"I feel like grouping would be more efficient. Lin Lin and Uncle Ma were really helpful this time, saving us time."

Liu Yanran also agreed with this. Generally speaking, when there are many players entering the dungeon, it would be more efficient for two or three people to explore in a group, and then exchange information.

The players were preparing to divide into groups to explore the remaining four art exhibitions, but Luo Qing had no intention of doing so.

"Xiao Liu, it's time for lunch. I know a great place in the art museum. I'd like to take you to see the scenery."

Luo Qing stretched. By noon, there were more tourists dining in the cafe of the art museum. In addition, some guests wanted to take photos for filming, so there were not enough seats on both floors of the cafe.

Moreover, the drinks and desserts in this cafe are pretty good. As for the cold Western dishes, Luo Qing can only say that the production is "very artistic" and the appearance is very good. As for the taste, it depends on personal preference.

There is a huge rooftop on the third floor of Renhe Art Museum, but ordinary tourists are not aware of this passage. It is only open during special events.

"We're going to have dinner. You guys can go shopping by yourselves. Be careful not to run around or make noise in the exhibition hall." Luo Qing gave instructions and walked away leisurely with Liu Yanran.

Although Liu Yanran was concerned about the players' groups, she was Luo Qing's bag-carrying accessory after all, so she could only silently wish the players well in her heart, and then followed Luo Qing, carrying the lunch box in her hand, through the corridor and into the employee passage.

It was only then that she discovered that there was an elevator in this art museum!

"Sister, is this the staff elevator?"

She and the other players went up and down the artistic staircase that looked like undulating waves from the first floor, as did other tourists. The width of each step was different, some were long and some were short. In addition, there were always people taking pictures in different corners, so going up and down the stairs was really a bit tiring.

"Yes, otherwise we can't climb stairs to set up the exhibition and transport various things." Luo Qing said, scanning the faces of people in the elevator and then pressing the button for the third floor.

Liu Yanran was stunned. The elevator required facial recognition to press the button. It was obvious that tourists were not allowed to sit. The discrimination was too obvious.

"Our tour guides are all free volunteers. They used to help with setting up exhibitions and moving things, so there are human faces in the system," she explained.

The elevator only went up one floor, and it arrived in no time.

Liu Yanran followed Luo Qing out, still through the staff passage. It was not until she reached the end that she saw the transparent glass door. She went up the stairs again, and her view suddenly opened up. What a huge rooftop!

There is a tent on the rooftop, as well as camping tables and chairs. It is indeed a great place to relax. There are even vending machines selling snacks and drinks!

"When we were helping to set up exhibitions and move things, we were exhausted and sweaty. We liked to go to the rooftop to rest for a while, climb up high and look into the distance. Just looking at it makes us feel relaxed."

"Xiao Liu, what would you like to drink?" Luo Qing had already walked to the vending machine, ready to buy a drink.

"Mineral water is fine." Liu Yanran responded quickly.

After a while, they both sat on a camping chair. Luo Qing was half lying leisurely on the recliner. The sandwiches and washed fruits prepared by her husband in the morning were placed on the small table.

"Xiao Liu, relax, relax! The most important thing when you go out to play is to have fun." Luo Qing saw that Liu Yanran was still sitting upright on the camping chair with a heavy look on her face, so he couldn't help but try to persuade her.

She thought to herself that Xiao Liu was probably still worried about work. Alas, that's what happens when people have something on their minds. They can't relax even when they go out to play.

Luo Qing shook his head and started to nibble on his sandwich.

"It's quiet here, there's a slight breeze, and you can enjoy the scenery. It's much more convenient than camping in a country park."

Standing on the rooftop of the art museum, you can see the green space of the Citizen Park opposite, which is also a good place for overlooking.

Liu Yanran had eaten something in the morning and was not very hungry now, but she still took the sandwich and started eating.

She took a bite absentmindedly, chewed it, and was stunned with surprise: "It's delicious."

The toast for the sandwich was thick but crispy, with fried eggs, ham and seasoned avocado stacked together. Liu Yanran could even taste a hint of mayonnaise. It tasted simple, clean and delicious.

"Is it delicious? Hehe, the toast on two of the sandwiches is toasted, and the other two is not. I don't know which one you like, so we'll give one to each of you." Luo Qing pointed.

"Sister, is this another handicraft of my brother-in-law?" Liu Yanran asked.

"Yes, I'm afraid of heat and I'm lazy. I don't like kitchen fumes. I won't do anything when your brother-in-law is at home. It's okay for me to make drinks, but I'm too lazy to do anything else." Luo Qing stretched his legs on the recliner.

"When we worked part-time at cafes and convenience stores, I did whatever cooking was needed. I'm not very patient and tend to overdo things, even if they don't do it right. So once I got used to the job, my colleagues gave me the easiest tasks to avoid causing me any trouble. But I do enjoy cooking oden in convenience stores; it's so much fun."

"Sister, how can you be called lazy? How can you come out to do part-time work every day and still call yourself lazy?" Liu Yanran immediately shook her head.

"Tsk, if I weren't lazy, I should take the tourists to each exhibition hall. But this time, I wasn't asked to give a lecture. You should get what you pay for. I'm not bringing you here to be lazy." Luo Qing said after taking a sip of mineral water.

Luo Qing has a very clear definition of herself. She is greedy, tends to be impatient in doing things, is a little clumsy, and would rather not put in any effort in delicate manual work.

Luo Qing knows herself very well. Her greatest strengths are her good looks and easygoing personality.

When working part-time, some colleagues are not good at speaking and work silently, but Luo Qing is the one who smiles at everyone and deals with troublesome customers with her eloquence. It's amazing that difficult customers will calm down when they see her. She is the best at handling customer complaints. As long as Luo Qing takes action and puts on a smile, the complaint will disappear and the report will be withdrawn.

Of course, the work that Luo Qing did less because she was slacking off would be taken over by her husband, and he would bring her drinks and snacks when he had nothing to do, so she got along very well with her colleagues and they all became friends.

Luo Qing ate half a sandwich and got up from the recliner to digest the food.

On the other side, the eight players have divided into four groups and entered different art exhibition areas.

They originally wanted to put the illustration books they bought directly into the space backpack, but after Lin Lin reminded them, it would be difficult to explain if they went to see a house with Luo Qing after the copy was over, so they simply went downstairs together to store the books.

The players are divided into the following groups:

Shu Hao, a male gamer with an afro and wearing trendy brands, went to the new media cultural and creative exhibition on the first floor in a group with Aunt Luo Yuying, who had previously injured her foot in the photography exhibition hall.

The young female player Liu Haoran was in a group with Wang Zixuan, who had white hair and five fingerprints on his wrists. The two of them went to the oil painting tour on the third floor.

The older sister Fan Mingrui, who wears glasses, was in the same group as her brother Chen Fangli, who was about the same age. Both of them were in their forties and went to the sculpture corridor on the third floor.

Mullet-head Lin Lin, as usual, went to the art experience space on the second floor with Uncle Ma Yongfu.

The main feature is a young person leading an older or injured person, a balanced combination, so the work is not tiring.

Aunt Luo Yuying injured her legs while interacting with exhibits in the photography exhibition hall. Later, when she was busy answering questions outside the illustration exhibition hall, although she was very reluctant to leave, she still used a recovery prop to recover from her injury.

...

Lin Lin and Uncle Ma Yongfu walked together. It was obvious that the [Art Experience Space] was not an exhibition, but one that required players to deeply participate. It might be more dangerous than other exhibition areas. The old and the young decided to test the poison themselves.

The two walked into the art experience space. This exhibition area was independent and blocked by a glass door. There were also museum staff at the door.

"In order to provide a good artistic experience, this exhibition area limits the number of people and batches entering. Are you two coming together?" The staff member in a suit asked with a smile.

Lin Lin and Ma Yongfu looked at each other and said, "We are together, just the two of us. Do we need to wait now?"

"Please wait a moment, about a minute." The staff member looked at his phone.

One minute, that's fine.

"Okay, you two can go in." Lin Lin estimated that only half a minute had passed. The man in the suit looked at his phone and immediately opened the door.

They were both stunned for a moment, "Don't we need to wait for the other tourists to come out?"

The man in the suit still smiled. "The exit is on the other side. We've cleared the area. Please enjoy it as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and bowed again, and Lin Lin and Ma Yongfu walked into the gate.

The two players walked into the art experience space and found that the lighting here was not bright. There were no conspicuous headlights, but mainly spotlights, which were even a little dim.

Lin Lin looked at the third question on the answer sheet. This question was a bit troublesome.

After the smart painting experience with the art master in the art experience space, what was your artistic evaluation?

This question clearly requires players to have this experience.

It cannot be said that Lin Lin knows nothing about art, but at least she has no talent for art. This was discovered in art class in elementary school.

There are no staff members in this art experience space, and it seems that the visitors are able to operate it entirely by themselves.

The painting experience does not involve a frame or paint, but rather two machine screens about 20 inches in size.

Lin Lin clicked on one of the screens and the word "guidance" immediately appeared.

[Scanning the current visitor, facial recognition successful. Hello, experiencer Lin Lin, welcome to the live experience of the art master's intelligent painting.]

【Randomly drawing content for you...】

[The painting experience randomly selected for you is - oil painting]

[We are randomly drawing a famous painting by the art master - Monet's "Impression, Sunrise" for you. The artistic creation is about to begin! ]

"Impression, Sunrise"? Although Lin Lin didn't have much artistic talent, she was familiar with this famous painting by Monet.

There were two screens in front of me. One screen showed a blank canvas and paint palette, and the other screen showed the painting "Impression, Sunrise" for reference.

Is this level really that easy? Can I just copy and paste? Or will it affect my rating if my drawing doesn't look like the original or the colors are too off?

Lin Lin didn't know, so she had to go ahead with it. She used her hands as a paintbrush and began to adjust the colors while looking at a screen.

The screen shows a one-hour countdown to the drawing time, but also provides a big option to click to complete.

There were no chairs to sit on, so Lin Lin frowned and grimaced at the difficulty of mixing colors. After mixing for a long time, she finally came up with a similar color and then slowly painted it on the canvas with her fingers.

Looking at the sea she had drawn with her hands, Lin Lin just wanted to roar, "What the hell is this! Aren't fingers the most sensitive?"

Most of the images in "Impression, Sunrise" are composed of deep and light blues, grays, as well as the red sun and morning glow. There is a cargo ship in the distance and an approaching boat with people on it in the near distance.

The color difference is quite big, which can be called a big filter scam between the buyer's show and the seller's show.

Lin Lin had no choice but to click the clear button next to it and started adjusting the color again with great effort. She felt that she seemed to have found a trick.

A little blue, a little gray, a little white, she kept mixing and mixing. This time she felt the colors were just right, so she started painting frantically on the canvas.

Wait, what's going on?

Lin Lin's fingers were still painting on the screen, but no color appeared on the blank canvas.

Is this thing broken?

The next second, a prompt appeared on the screen.

[Art master Monet's lover Camille passed away due to illness, and he had no mood to paint. His painting progress was paused for 60 seconds.]

"I #@%%¥#!" Lin Lin's brain was confused for a moment, and then replaced by anger.

Damn it, she was only given one hour to paint the oil painting, and she was worried that it wouldn't be enough time, and there was even a triggering event that caused a random pause!

Lin Lin took a deep breath, and at this moment she felt that 60 seconds was extremely long.

She came up with the name of this experience, "Art Master Intelligent Painting." She felt that this "art master" was not just about copying the master's work, but also about the master's life experience.

It's over. Although Lin Lin doesn't understand art, in her impression, these art masters were all poor when they were alive, and their works were sold at sky-high prices after their death. Suffering created masters and works of art.

Lin Lin didn't understand Monet's life experience, so she could only pray in her heart. She hoped this master wouldn't suffer the same fate as Van Gogh. Please, please.

After the 60-second countdown, Lin Lin seized the time and waved her claws. The 60-second countdown made her figure something out.

There will probably be many more of these random master events in the future. Her goal now is no longer to draw as realistically as possible and get a high score, but to make good use of the time to paint and finish it!

Go, go, go, Lin Lin encouraged herself in her heart. She became dazed while painting. If she had known this day would come, she would have gone to try out the number painting for dozens of dollars in the mall and learn more about art.

What she drew was completely different from the original painting, and Lin Lin herself couldn't bear to look at it.

Lin Lin stared at the countdown and clicked her fingers upwards, comforting herself in her heart that no matter what the final evaluation was, at least there was an evaluation to write on the answer sheet.

[Ding! The eldest son of the great artist Monet has passed away. He has no time to paint. Painting progress is paused for 60 seconds!]

Stopped again!

60 seconds is not a long time, but this nerve-wracking picture, the constant worry about triggering new events, really messes with the player's mentality.

Lin Lin wanted to go crazy, but she could only use the 60 seconds to quickly adjust her mentality. She was already exhausted and her expression was ferocious. She had no time to pay attention to what was happening with Uncle Ma.

Quick, quick, quick! Lin Lin now fully realized what it meant to race against time and the events that might be triggered at that moment!

Her hand speed has now reached the point where she can just pick a similar color and apply it to the canvas.

Time is life!

Compared to Lin Lin's arduous task of copying world famous paintings, Uncle Ma Yongfu's current situation is not much better.

On his answer sheet, the third question read:

What is your score for the Sculpture Model Action Challenge in the Art Experience Space?

Wow, this 55-year-old uncle not only wants to venture into the infinite flow at his age, but also wants to become a sculpture model.

In the past, I only knew about clothing models, the hand and foot models that appeared in various advertisements, and the nude models in art academies.

Oh, he took his daughter to get orthodontic treatment and had seen dental models. As for facial models, he knew that some games would hire facial models for facial capture.

Ma Yongfu just wants to ask, is he worthy?

At this moment, he was standing on a device that looked a bit like the dance machine in the game hall.

He was facing a huge, full-length color screen.

[Scanning the current visitor, facial recognition successful. Hello challenger Ma Yongfu, welcome to the sculpture model action challenge.]

Next, the system will automatically provide you with a variety of sample model poses. Each pose will take 30 seconds to perform, and a text description of the expression will be displayed for you.

[Challengers should note that within the 30-second performance time, a green light on the screen indicates that the current action has been recorded.]

[Of course, as a qualified sculpture model, I hope you have great artistic creativity. If your pose is more expressive than the example, you will get a higher score~]

[A reminder: Please wear clothing during this art challenge. Please observe etiquette and maintain basic social ethics in public.]

[When you have confirmed that you have read all the prompts, please say "Start Challenge" and the art creation will begin immediately.]

Ma Yongfu took two deep breaths at this moment. He turned around and looked in the direction of Lin Lin. The girl was also facing the screen and didn't move at all.

Although I don't know what kind of twisted movements I will face and there are no other spectators here, I still need to be mentally prepared.

"Begin the challenge."

The first sculpture pose that appeared on the screen that Ma Yongfu recognized was the famous sculpture "David".

He felt a little relieved. This action was not difficult, and fortunately he didn't need to take off his clothes.

The second example is "Discus Thrower" and the third example is "The Thinker", which are famous sculptures that I learned about in school.

Just as Ma Yongfu felt relieved, the fourth pose changed.

This is a full-body pose of someone cutting their abdomen with a knife, and the expression on their face is extremely painful.

Ma Yongfu's face looked grim, and it was clear that this hurdle was not going to be easy.

In 30 seconds, he quickly and with great difficulty posed, and tried hard to adjust his facial expression. Green light, passed!

The fifth pose was normal again, with a smile and a wave, and Ma Yongfu passed easily.

In the sixth movement, two "bicycle handlebars" suddenly rose from the platform where Ma Yongfu was standing, appearing abruptly and floating without any support.

The pose on the big screen is a person holding the handlebars of a bicycle, with the whole person lying "flat", with his arms stretched straight, and the whole person lying straight in the air, just hanging in the air.

This is obviously a difficult move, but it is possible to do it with the player's physical fitness.

The time was too short, so Ma Yongfu started working directly. He didn't know whether he would get no points or be deducted points if he failed an action, so he could only try his best.

Just after finishing one pose, the next one came. The human body was bent into a semicircular shape like a bowstring. Ma Yongfu was already grinning and could not control his expression at all.

There are only ten thousand copies of "fuck you" in my heart!

Various difficult and bizarre movements are constantly alternating with handstands, hanging, wrist cutting, and being bound, and are accompanied by more ferocious or desperate expressions.

Ma Yongfu's brain kept changing with the poses of the sculpture on the screen. He only had time to make various movements and had no time to think about the meaning behind them. He was even intentionally controlling his brain.

Because these various ways of dying, such as hanging and cutting wrists, are clearly mental pollution in this link! They are distractions, and dwelling on them will only affect his performance!

*

The third floor of Renhe Art Museum.

The sculpture corridor and the touring oil paintings are both on the third floor, so the two groups of players who came to explore these two exhibition areas walked up together.

Then they discovered that the third floor had no obvious partitions, but was an extremely large "corridor" that led to corridors in four different directions, but the center was in one place.

On the walls of the corridor on the third floor, there are oil paintings hanging, some of which have gold-rimmed frames and some of which have wooden frames.

Various sculptures are scattered on this corridor without even a dividing line.

Wang Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief. "So it seems the four of us are together. We can explore the four routes in pairs."

When he was at a photography exhibition, a person was attacked by an interactive exhibit, leaving a black five-finger print on his arm. In order to prevent it from being contaminated by the weirdness, he used his only prop and is still scared now.

"The oil painting is moving." Sister Liu Haoran stared at the oil painting on the wall and spoke. The four people all stared at it.

The oil paintings can move, which is not very surprising to players, after all, even the photos in the photography exhibition can move.

It would be strange if the oil paintings in the weird dungeon were not special.

In front of the four players, several different landscape paintings suddenly jumped up, the scenery moved, and jumped from one frame to another, able to move around at will.

"It looks like the portrait of the castle in Harry Potter." Fan Mingrui said.

"Fuck! The sculpture is moving too." Wang Zixuan immediately pointed at a plaster sculpture not far away from them.

This is a stone sculpture of a bust, but it has no frame. Instead, it "slides" directly towards the location of the four players.

He stepped back subconsciously. Who knows if this thing is aggressive?

"Hello, new little tourists." The plaster statue greeted them directly.

"Interaction." Chen Fangli whispered. Regardless of whether it is a plaster statue or a photograph, to a certain extent, these things can be regarded as unified and communicative "exhibits."

The uncanny valley effect is not important, and it doesn't matter how anthropomorphic this thing is. The most important thing is to complete the copy mission and answer the questions.

The rules here should be similar to those for a photography exhibition.

Chen Fangli looked at the sculpture question on his answer sheet and was about to speak, but at this moment, something strange happened!

The oil painting moves, but it’s not the canvas that jumps, but the frame that moves directly.

The oil paintings on the wall were like nimble fish, quickly gathering towards the four players.

There were also plaster statues that started to move collectively, heading straight for the four people, and were about to surround and intercept them.

This posture doesn't seem to have good intentions. At this moment, the players' first reaction is to run, run separately!

The oil paintings on the wall were chasing them, and the sculptures on the ground were blocking them, so the agreed groupings fell apart.

They also knew that they shouldn't separate at this moment, but the probability of survival would always be greater after separation!

Wang Zixuan was the first to run. He rushed to a corridor and started running wildly.

There are oil paintings on the walls of this corridor, and sculptures are also placed in the spacious corridor.

As Wang Zixuan ran wildly, the paintings and sculptures in the corridor also moved.

He realized that something was wrong. Could it be triggered by someone moving?

Wang Zixuan stopped, but the oil paintings on the wall and the sculptures on the ground did not stop moving.

He could only keep running!

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

This long corridor has only a single route. There is a sudden turn in the front and it seems to be the end. Wang Zixuan can only continue forward.

The painting frames were densely packed together, and as he moved, sculptures appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Wang Zixuan's eyes were bloodshot. That was, that was...

Multiple oil painting frames clustered together cover the left wall, and each frame shows a familiar face.

It was Lin Lin's face! A ferocious, broken, desperate expression!

And the sculpture that had moved in front of him, no, no, it was no longer a sculpture, it would be more appropriate to call it a wax figure of the human body.

That was also a familiar person who had just separated from him not long ago.

It’s Uncle Ma Yongfu.

His whole body was curved into a semicircle, and his face showed a painful and forbearing expression, as if he had experienced extremely desperate punishment.

It's only been a few minutes? Shouldn't we have just entered the new exhibition area?

Lin Lin, something happened to Uncle Ma?

Wang Zixuan's heart was beating so fast that he felt like he couldn't breathe. What had they been through?

Lin Lin's faces in the oil paintings were getting closer and closer, and the bent wax figure of Uncle Ma was getting closer and closer.

Wang Zixuan could only retreat at this moment. His legs went weak and he stumbled, falling headfirst to the ground.

Once he falls, he will get up.

But the eyes, the eyes saw the sculpture behind them.

The upside-down statue of Uncle Ma rolled his eyes, his face showing extreme pain. He clenched his fists in front of his neck, as if something was strangling his throat. His death looked extremely miserable.

These eyes, these eyes rolling back their white eyes, filled with pain and emotion, just stared at him.

Wang Zixuan could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and shouted:

“Help! Aa ...