"Within a year, he completed many works of art that drove the outside world crazy, but none of them satisfied him. He pondered... until recently, he achieved several breakthroughs... breaking through the constraints of the past."
"Today, when he was conceiving a new work, there was a knock on the door. It was his friend Zhao Liu, who had just moved into the neighborhood. He came up and, still in shock, recounted what had happened to him."
"Zhao Liu works nearby, so he specifically found such a satisfactory house through an agent. Because of his work, he also found a reliable moving company to provide full service and ensure that the furniture was restored to its original position one-to-one."
"After get off work, it was already dark. He remembered the agent said the community would have a power outage for maintenance today. Without thinking much, he went straight to the bedroom and admired his room."
"This moving company is very reliable. It is indeed a one-to-one restoration, but... his eyes looked across the bed."
"There was a painting there of a man with sharp features, very lifelike, but he remembered that there was no painting in his luggage."
“Maybe it belongs to the previous tenant.”
"He was so tired that he lay down on the bed, but he couldn't fall asleep because he kept thinking the person in the painting was peeking at him. He decided to throw the painting away the next day."
"The next morning, he looked up and felt his scalp tingle. Across from him... that wasn't a painting, it was a window!"
“…”
"Looking at his friend's frightened look, Wang Wu smiled and comforted him, saying that everything was an illusion, then got up and went to the kitchen to boil some water."
"After talking to his friend, Zhao Liu finally relaxed. That's right...it must have been his imagination. He was too tired last night."
"Then he stood up and walked around. This was his first time at Wang Wu's house, and the hall felt a bit stuffy... It turned out the windows were closed. He reached out and opened them, breathing in the fresh air."
His mind felt much clearer, and the last trace of fear completely disappeared. He gazed into the distance, his eyes slowly shifting to the opposite side. From here, he could clearly see the room he lived in... exactly the same window he had seen last night.
"Suddenly... he froze and searched the room frantically, and finally he found something."
"A human skin mask!"
"At this moment, a news replay came on the TV in the living room. It was about a recent serial murder case. The police set up an ambush and successfully arrested the murderer at around 5 pm. The murderer was a patient with severe mental illness. His methods were extremely cruel and he liked to cover himself with the skins of his victims."
“He calls it performance art!”
"During the capture, the murderer resisted and fled, but was unfortunately hit by a truck and died on the spot."
"At this time, Wang Wu's voice came."
"Friend, how artistic was that painting last night?"
“…”
Perfect!
Lu Yu was ready to send this short story up, and he believed that it would definitely win an award.
Sure enough... his inspiration would only burst out in haunted houses. He made up his mind to write a few more articles while he still had time.
【Uploading】
Upload failed
Looking at the failed upload of the short story in front of the computer, Lu Yu frowned. After several refresh attempts, the problem was still not solved.
"Poisoned?"
This is not good, Lu Yu chose to restart.
In this world, restarting can solve 90% of computer problems.
However, after restarting, the computer screen was completely black until a sentence appeared.
"Compared to this story, I still prefer the story of getting in a taxi."
"Dear author, I don't think you want that secret to be exposed, so I have a favor to ask of you."
…
at the same time……
Short hair girl's room.
The short-haired woman wearing a black high-shine tights plays the role of an investigator and brings netizens an adventure into a dangerous place.
This is her first live broadcast after her comeback, and she must take it seriously.
She carefully selected all the scripts, costumes, lines...
A perfect anchor must be proficient in many knowledge points!
Suddenly, the normal barrage of comments filled the screen.
"Anchor Tian Erniu, I don't think you want that secret to be exposed, so I have a favor to ask of you!"
"Anchor Tian Erniu, I don't think you want that secret to be exposed, so I have a favor to ask of you!"
"Anchor Tian Erniu, I don't think you want that secret to be exposed, so I have a favor to ask of you!"
“…”
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