Chapter 72 Art Town (2) Sweet
"We've arrived at the Art Town, everyone get off the bus quickly!"
Most people hurriedly got out of the car, only a few stubborn people who thought they were smart stayed in the car: "I won't get out, you guys take me back quickly!"
The diehard who stayed in the car was a middle-aged man who looked rather old-fashioned and conservative. He simply could not accept new things that were beyond his understanding.
Since the car had come to this place for no apparent reason, the bus would always return, so he didn't want to go to such a strange place.
After the time had passed, the car door automatically locked. The tourists saw that the people who stayed in the car seemed to sense something and ran to the waiting area, banging on the door desperately, shouting in panic: "Let me out, let me out!"
However, the bus, which looked of ordinary quality, seemed to have very good sound insulation at this moment. Everyone could only see his terrified eyes and his face which became hideous due to extreme fear, but could not hear any sound from the people inside.
It was as if everything in front of me was a black and white silent movie, silent and extremely shocking.
"Bang!" The cleaning work started in the bus and the man was torn into pieces.
Blood splattered on the car. The wipers in front of the bus suddenly started working, spreading the blood evenly, and then sprayed clean water to clean the minced meat and blood foam until the inside was clean. Then, a reminder sounded: "The cleaning is completed, please return the vehicle in time."
This time the tourist bus is not the private property of some villages, but the property of the travel chain, and it must be returned after picking up and dropping off tourists.
Similar buses have actually been driven to the oceanarium, and usually they transport non-human tourists.
Tan Yue did not pay attention to these thrilling and dangerous scenes, because at this moment all his attention was attracted by the person standing at the gate of the courtyard to greet him.
As the name suggests, the Art Town is a town full of artistic atmosphere. The overall architectural style of the town has a very strong Gothic style, which is pointed, tall and straight.
Spires, ribbed vaults, pointed arches, and large, colorful stained glass windows can be seen everywhere...
But the most eye-catching thing was a young man in a long black trench coat standing at the gate of a church.
Church is always associated with words like holy priest, but there is no iconic cross on the man’s chest. His face is pale and he looks like a vampire in the dark night, without a trace of blood. The contrast between black and white is abnormally strong, like the only black dot on a piece of white paper that is particularly eye-catching.
As if noticing Tan Yue's gaze, the somewhat mysterious man in black looked over here. His perfect face, which was made by an exquisite craftsmanship, raised the corners of his lips, revealing a very sweet smile.
Weird, lonely, mysterious, these three words of initial impression were instantly broken, and Tan Yue couldn't help but reveal the same smile, inexplicably feeling that the other person was very sweet.
He unconsciously took a few steps forward. In the quiet town, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heart beating violently.
"Hello." Tan Yue said, "You are the mayor of the Art Town, Guan Shan, right?"
His boss did not provide him with any project information, but only told him a name, without mentioning his age, appearance, or other characteristics. However, when he saw the other person for the first time, Tan Yue had a very strong thought in his mind: "It's him, he is definitely Guan Shan! The mayor of the art town should be such a person with a very strong personal color."
"Yes." Guan Shan took a few steps closer and took the initiative to extend a slender jade-like hand to him. "Nice to meet you. You should be the outstanding young reporter Tan Yue who came here for the prosperity and development of our town, right? You are just like your name, indeed very outstanding."
Tan Yue's face suddenly turned red: "Actually it's not as good as you say, I'm still young."
In front of the person he falls in love with at first sight, he cannot be too proud, as being too proud will make him appear arrogant and greasy.
He turned around to greet his project team members, but he didn't see any familiar faces. Instead, he found a pile of camera equipment there.
Tan Yue suddenly felt like he had been cheated, but it didn't matter, he would use his own ability to prove that he could handle this project alone.
He walked forward a few steps, quickly picked up the camera equipment on the ground, turned around and stuffed it into his SUV.
"Mr. Mayor, I want to get to know the Art Town better. Can we find a more suitable place to talk?"
Tan Yue glanced at his vehicle and said, "I think I need a more suitable place to park my car."
It was obviously irresponsible to just abandon the car outside the town. He didn't mean to make malicious assumptions about others, but the tourists who got off the bus seemed to be a little mentally unstable. What if his car was stolen?
Guan Shan responded very politely and gently: "Of course, if you don't mind, you can park your car at my house."
Tan Yue couldn't help but say: "Of course I don't mind, I mean, I'm very honored!"
Guan Shan got on the passenger seat of Tan Yue, and under the guidance of the former, the latter parked the car in front of a castle-like building.
The black carved gate opened automatically, revealing a castle-like building with a very spacious path in front and many green lawns. On the lawns there were many trees trimmed into various shapes.
There is a musical fountain at the entrance. When Tan Yue drove in, the fountain started playing music non-stop. The Cupid holding an arrow in the center of the fountain was spinning in the middle of the fountain and singing.
Tan Yue looked at the Cupid carved out of white marble. This was the youth of Cupid, the god of love. He was not an image of a chubby baby, but a very handsome young man.
It's not that he is narcissistic, he just feels that the statue of Cupid in front of him is inexplicably similar to himself.
Tan Yue asked: "Is the statue of the musical fountain in the garden Cupid?"
The handsome young mayor replied meaningfully: "He is the god of love that I love."
When the god said this, he looked at Tan Yue without blinking, causing the latter's face to gradually become redder and redder.
Tan Yue thought: Perhaps it was because the mayor’s temperament was too gentle. He had a pair of gray eyes like mist, mysterious, melancholy, and unfathomable, and he looked at dogs with deep affection.
He stopped his romantic thoughts and changed the subject, saying, "You have a very outstanding gardener. This garden is beautiful. It reminds me of a very special movie. I wonder if you have seen it? Edward Scissorhands."
Tan Yue likes the movie very much. It’s not that he likes the love story in it very much, after all, the male protagonist is in unrequited love the whole time, but the scenes in it are so beautiful. For an art student, many parts involving food are simply amazing.
What impressed him most were probably: the interesting gardening and the spiritual ice sculpture of the heroine.
Maybe the mayor is also a fan of the movie, which would be a good starting point.
Guan Shan shook his head: "I haven't seen it, I edited it myself."
Tan Yue gave a thumbs up and said, "You are simply an artistic genius! I feel your work is more outstanding than the gardening in the movie."
Gardening in movies is actually the creation of the artistic masters behind the scenes, not the actors who play the leading roles. But Guan Shan is different. He is so handsome, so young, so rich, and even has power. He became the head of a town at a young age.
It is only natural that the works of gods are more outstanding than those of humans. Guan Shan was not modest. He accepted the compliment with a smile and said, "You don't have to call me 'you'. It makes me sound old. You can just call me by my name."
Tan Yue could feel that the mayor seemed to appreciate him as well and acted particularly friendly to him. He readily changed his words and even went a little further: "Guanshan, can I call you Ashan or Xiaoshan? You can also call me Ayue or Tanyue. People in my hometown usually call close people like this."
"Of course, it's my honor as well." The gentle young man with gray eyes repeated Tan Yue's previous words in the same tone.
After parking the car at the designated location, Tan Yue asked, "Ashan, I wonder if I will have the honor to visit your home next time? After all, I need to understand the style of the art town. I think an excellent leader can represent the core and soul of the town. The home of this leader should be very representative among the many buildings in the town."
The more they chatted, the more he could feel the resonance and trembling deep in his soul. He felt that Guan Shan must be his lover in his previous life and his destined love.
He couldn't wait to know everything about Guanshan, wanted to know how many people were in the young mayor's family, and wanted to know whether he currently had a lover or someone he liked.
"Of course, if you like, you can stay at my house today. I'm the only one at home and the other rooms are empty." Guan Shan made an invitation to stay, which was almost an explicit statement.
Guan Shan's home is really big. Tan Yue followed him through many rooms, and when they came to the master bedroom, Guan Shan introduced: "I usually live in this place. My bed is very big and soft. If you are interested, you can experience it anytime."
His tone was so natural that Tan Yue even wondered if the ambiguity in his words was just his own illusion.
"If I have the chance, I will definitely experience it." Tan Yue said, "It's a pity that I drove for several hours and haven't taken a shower yet. I'm not clean enough, otherwise I will definitely roll around on this bed."
He was happy with Guanshan's attitude towards him, but the more so, the more he could not act recklessly.
"I don't think you're dirty at all."
Guan Shan suddenly reached out and pushed him, and Tan Yue fell on the bed in a daze. He seemed to have fallen into a cloud made of marshmallows, soft, light, and a little sweet. No, it should be a lot of sweet.
Tan Yue quickly sat up from the bed. At this time, he did not completely forget his work. It was only the first day and he could not have anything too out of line with his work partner.
"This bed is really big and soft. It must be wonderful for you to wake up in such a big bed every day, right?"
Guan Shan shook his head: "I feel very boring. Every day is as boring as yesterday."
Tan Yue was tactful and did not continue the topic. The two of them left Guan Shan's room and began to visit the latter's collection.
The castle is very large, and one person can only sleep in one bed at a time, so there is no need for so many bedrooms. Therefore, the mayor of the small town Guanshan converted all the other large rooms in the castle into private collection halls.
These collections are undoubtedly extremely valuable. Not only are they expensive and highly artistic, they may also carry the collectors’ strong emotions.
After leaving the bedroom, the first private collection they visited was a wax museum of small town residents. These wax figures were lifelike, with different expressions. Some were smiling, some were crying, some were clenching their teeth, some were roaring with their mouths open, some were panicking, and some were smug...
When Tan Yue came in, he didn't notice the other residents of the art town, so he didn't know who these wax figures in the wax museum were sculpting.
He just had a somewhat magical feeling: it was as if someone had poured wax on living people to make them what they were now, freezing a group of people in their most vivid moment.
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