Chapter 366 365.Painter

   "It's okay, I'll walk by myself, don't worry."

  Bi Jia waved his hand, indicating that the nurse does not need to follow him.

   "I'll go around here in the mild disease area, don't worry, my bracelet is not hung, and I won't be mistaken."

  He showed off his plastic bracelet. The markings on it were similar to those of ordinary patients, except that there was an explanation indicating that he was mildly ill and came to check it.

  Since Lu Zan came to the Jiangcheng Mental Hospital to collect materials, and by the way, he helped an entertainment reporter recognize his illness. After taking a rest and recuperation, the Jiangcheng Mental Hospital has become a place of pilgrimage for many artists.

  Some people think that Lu Zin’s ability to create a movie that is as popular and popular as "Magic Tide" is inseparable from the experience of a mental hospital.

  For example, the appearance of those monsters may be derived from the imagination of a mentally ill patient.

  For example, those bizarre settings may be the dream of a mentally ill person.

  A decent artist is okay, that is, he is happy.

  Some performance artists try to get involved in a mental hospital in order to obtain materials.

  But now is not what it used to be. The patients in the mental hospital are not monkeys in the zoo. Where can they be visited if they want to?

  The mental hospital has done a lot of protective measures to drive away the reporters and artists, but there are still people who can take advantage of the loopholes.

  Like Bi Jia, he is a painter, he likes to paint some paintings that normal people cannot understand, and he is very new.

  He once created a painting that used various fresh fruits to draw fruits, and then showed the audience the process of corruption and deterioration of these fruits and named it "Fruit".

   also created a painting that used uncooled glass to form a distorted and weird three-dimensional shape on the canvas, named "Melting".

  Anyway, it's quite advanced.

  This time, Bi Jia came to the Jiangcheng Mental Hospital, preparing to seek materials from the mental patients here.

  He can come in because he is a mentally ill person himself.

  Bi Jia has depression.

  In short, he obtained a certificate of mental illness, and then went through various operations to find a relationship and come to 900 Xicheng North Road for an inspection. Today is the day of the inspection.

  He is ready to walk around here, looking for inspiration.

  It’s just that Bi Jia felt a little disappointed when I met a few patients just now.

"That's it?"

  These patients are all too normal. It feels that the people on Weibo outside are sicker than them.

   "I can't go on like this."

  Bi Jia believes that it may be that these mild patients are really just very mild mental illnesses, and the taste is not enough.

  He needs to look for critically ill patients.

  Fortunately, Bi Jia had prepared in advance and remembered the structure of the mental hospital.

  He sneaked into the critically ill area quietly, still looking forward to seeing some eerie and weird patients, but found that the place was empty.

   "Did you all go to rest?"

  Bi Jia felt that something was wrong, he walked a few more steps, and suddenly heard some words.

  ". Let’s talk about the poetry festival of Utashima. This is a prosperous age where scholars have gathered since ancient times."

  A clear voice came, and Bi Jia followed the sound and saw many people gathered in a room.

  He explored his head and found that many patients were sitting together, listening carefully to a person like a high school student who was a hundred days away from the college entrance examination.

   Bi Jia felt strange, he also followed into the room, sat in the back, and listened carefully.

  He felt a bit familiar with this story, but he always felt that he could not remember where he had heard it.

  But after listening, Bi Jia quickly became immersed in it.

  Until there was a snap, the man patted the mineral water bottle, and all the tranced people were suddenly awakened.

   "If you want to know what is going on, let's listen to the next breakdown."

  He said and waved his hand again.

   “I’m going to talk about it today. Dr. Hao said that you can’t delay your exercises, so I’ll just say a little bit less.”

  Bi Jia looked at the man.

   was suddenly surprised.

   Isn’t this Lu Yi?

  Although he sneered at that kind of commercial movie, he has to say that the art design in those movies of Lu Zie is still quite good. Therefore, Bi Jia also contributed movie tickets for "Magic Tide".

  He must know that face, it is Lu Zin!

Why is he here?

  Come to collect material again?

  Bi Jia was about to stand up, and then looked at Lu Zin's bracelet.

  The goods above are genuine and at a reasonable price, which is a sign of severely ill patients.

   Could it be that Lu Yi was too involved in the filming of the film, and ended up with a mental problem and became a mental patient?

  There was a group of questions in Bi Jia's mind.

   While he was hesitating, Lu Zie walked towards him.

  "Are you new here?"

   Lu Yi asked kindly.

   "Uh, yes."

  Bi Jia decides to pretend not to know Lu Yi.

  "The environment here is quite good. You don’t have to be uncomfortable. Talk to people more and communicate more. It will help your condition."

  Like a confidant big brother, Lu Yi patted Bi Jia on the shoulder.

   "Actually, I have always had a painting in my mind lately."

  Bi Jia said, since Lu Zan is here, it's better to ask him what inspiration he has. Maybe the two people’s ideas met each other and they catalyzed a wonderful chemical reaction.

   "What painting is it?"

  Lu Yi is like a psychologist, patiently communicating with Bi Jia.

  "I don’t know. I think there is something missing in this painting. It may be some stimulating, passionate, and moving elements."

  Bi Jia shook his head.

  "Do you want to draw it?"

"Um."

  Bi Jia nodded, and then saw that Lu Yi took out a sketchbook and gave Bi Jia a pen.

   "Come and try."

Bi Jia probably knows that this is a method of psychological testing, which is to pry into his heart by letting the test subject draw a picture. Some tests use special patterns to make the test subject distinguish between them. As a trendy painter, this He still understands common sense.

  "First, let's draw a person, you can draw whatever you want."

  Lu Yi guided.

Bi Jia started writing with Lu Yi’s guidance. According to Lu Yi’s statement, he emptied his brain and only followed Lu Yi’s prompts to create. When Lu Yi said to draw something, he painted the first impression that appeared in his mind. come out.

   Soon, Bi Jia entered a certain trance state. He felt extremely happy, as if his soul had been released from the body.

  The refreshing creative experience never before made Bi Jia immersed in it, unknowingly, ten minutes passed.

   "Okay, it's done."

  Lu Zin snapped his fingers, and Bi Jia came back to his senses.

  He looked at the painting he drew and couldn't speak for a while.

  It was a person sitting in a chair. He couldn't see his gender or age, he just sat there.

  But from the strokes of the brush, you can feel that the person exudes a breath of tension, fear, despair, and fear.

  Some indescribable tentacles and mucus spread from the opponent's body. Just seeing this picture, Bi Jia felt dizzy and confused.

  Moreover, this is still drawn from my own pen!

   But when you look closely, the person has a sad and pitiful feeling again, which makes people unbearable, melancholy, and the sad emotion is like a hand, gently brushing Bi Jia's heart, so that his symptoms can be relieved.

"How about it?"

   Lu Yi asked with concern.

   "I, I don't understand, but I was shocked."

  Bi Jia felt that, in popular terms, he was first depressed and then healed.

  Now he even thinks that the patients around him are much more cute. They are just like college classmates who met for the first time, full of youthfulness and friendliness.

  It’s just that Bi Jia quickly noticed that his painting seemed to be a sketch.

  Except for that person, tables and chairs and simple backgrounds are all realistic content.

  The chair is right across from him.

  There, it’s empty.

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