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Chapter 222 [Nice name](2/2)

This is indeed a very standard studio, with just a few easels, and they are dressed up. I don’t know how long it has been since no one has been here.

Chen Xiaolian walked aside, picked up two paintings opposite the corner of the wall, tore open the linen wrapped around it, and took a look.

Chen Xiaolian smiled and turned to look at the tires: "Do you know me?"

Tire shaking head.

Chen Xiaolian pointed to the painting in his hand: "Van Gogh's Sunflower."

"…Van Gogh? Who is that?"

Chen Xiaolian sighed: "A painting can sell a big bull with tens of millions of dollars."

Tire suddenly glared at the oil painting sunflower in Chen Xiaolian's hand: "This... this thing is worth tens of millions of dollars?"

"The original work is worth... Of course this is not worth it. It would be good if it could be sold for a few thousand dollars." Chen Xiaolian shook the frame in his hand: "It's just a copy work. It doesn't look like a famous work."

"You still know how to draw?" Tires smiled.

"I don't understand." Chen Xiaolian shook his head calmly: "I just think that if it were a work by a famous artist, who would have thrown it in such a mess in a dilapidated room and eaten ashes, would have been hidden in the vault."

"...It seems that's the reason." Tire nodded.

Chen Xiaolian picked up the picture frame and took a look. He found that there was an autograph in the lower left corner of the painting.

"Well, ethereal_voie, is this the painter's name?" Chen Xiaolian took a look, moved his eyes aside casually, and then he suddenly saw another painting placed on the ground.

That's a portrait!

A girl in white dress stood in front of the mirror, barefoot, and tiptoed to make a lively look.

The girl in the painting is undoubtedly very beautiful, with a slender figure, round and smooth face, delicate facial features, especially her smiling eyes, which adds a bit of a girlish charming taste.

The most important thing is that the person in this painting is clearly... the Countess!

Obviously, this painting is a work from a few years ago. The girl in the painting is obviously much younger, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Are you used to breaking into other people's rooms?"

The voice of the Countess came from the door.

She stood outside the studio door, looking at the two men in the room with a cold expression, aiming at the tattered easel in the room. Then she landed on the painting in Chen Xiaolian's hand and frowned.

Chen Xiaolian pointed to the portrait of the girl on the ground: "Is it you the person here?"

The countess walked in. She picked up a piece of cloth and modified it on the portrait, then looked up at Chen Xiaolian: "Is there any problem?"

"It's well drawn, it's vivid and looks quite like it." Chen Xiaolian touched his nose and smiled.

"... Should I thank you for your praise? Do you know how to paint oil?" The countess curled his lips.

"Well? Wait... what you mean is... these paintings were you drawn?!" Chen Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, looked at the sunflower in his hand, and then looked at the portrait of a girl on the ground, which was already covered with a girl, and turned out to be a self-portrait.

"I said it, this is my studio. I said it on the way to come. You just didn't listen carefully." The Countess shook his head, walked over and moved a rotten easel away and leaned against the wall. He looked at the dilapidated studio and sighed softly: "What's strange about learning oil painting? I haven't been to this place for a long time."

Chen Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, then looked at the signature on the sunflower oil painting.

"ethereal_voie, is this your name?"

"This is the name I gave myself. At that time, I was still young and dreamed of being a romantic painter. But later I realized that my talent for painting was very limited, so I chose to give up." The Countess answered calmly.

"ethereal_voie, this name is quite interesting. The sound of the piaoliu like fairy...the fairy sound, haha, a good name."

"Xianyin?" The countess's mouth was difficult and imitated Chen Xiaolian's pronunciation: "Is this the language of your country? It seems...it sounds pretty good."

"It sounds pretty good." Chen Xiaolian nodded.

"... Not bad." The Countess thought: "I have always hated the name Miaoyan. Although I don't know what this name means at all, it seems that it is also pronounced in your country. I hate this name! Now I also have such a name.

Well, Xianyin, I like this name very much. You can call me Xianyin from now on, this is my Eastern name."

After saying that, the countess, well, it should be Xianyin. Her mood seemed to relax a little, and she glanced at the shovel in the tire's hand: "Are you going to dig something here? It's getting late, I remember there is a kitchen behind us, so we can go find something to eat. I want to go over and see, are you going?"

Chen Xiaolian smiled bitterly: "You asked about my weakness... I am not very good at the things in the kitchen, so you can go by yourself."

Xianyin looked at Chen Xiaolian deeply and turned around and left.

"You can't cook? If you can't cook, we would have starved to death when we lived in your house." Tire shook his head and sighed.

"Whether you can do it is one thing, and whether you are willing to do it is another thing." Chen Xiaolian said lightly.

"By the way, how did you talk to her before? Can you get the stuff?"

"...It's not too difficult. But it's definitely not easy." Chen Xiaolian thought for a while and said in a cautious tone: "But... there is one thing that I've tried."

"oh?"

"She doesn't seem to transform into Miaoyan." Chen Xiaolian pondered for a moment and said slowly: "When I negotiated with her before, I kept talking deliberately and speaking very impolitely. She should be a little dissatisfied and annoyed. But this woman has been patient and she is very conscious of the times.

In addition, when we encountered an attack before, she had never been able to transform into Miaoyan...

You know.

If she could become Miaoyan... then we were tied together. It was probably not enough for her to fight.

If I had said such a tough word to the real Miao Yan and forced her to hand over the sword in the stone, Miao Yan would have turned against each other."

Tire nodded: "So…"

"I have a rough guess and judgment." Chen Xiaolian walked to the door, looked at the corridor outside the door and then turned around and whispered to the tires:

"We're in the dungeon, but this dungeon area happens to be London.

Once the dungeon is opened, the dungeon area will temporarily separate from the original world and is a separate space. The time flow rate here is probably different from that outside.

Therefore, according to the rules, this place and people in London were separated from the original world.

Since it was temporarily split, then... perhaps according to the system rules, Miao Yan cannot come during the split period.

Because her exclusive number was also separated from the main world with London.

So, the countess we are facing now is the real one, she herself. During the dungeon, Miao Yan could not control or possess her body to come."

"……so what?"

"So maybe it's good." Chen Xiaolian said lightly: "Didn't she want to know who she is, who Miaoyan is, and what the secret is?

I can satisfy her.

Anyway... Once the dungeon is over, London will be refreshed, and perhaps the Countess' memory will be refreshed.

Then I don’t have to worry about Miaoyan coming to cause trouble for me afterwards.”

...

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[This chapter is five thousand words.

Yesterday I said I would like to change ten thousand words today.

Well, today I'm going to break my promise.

I know some people will complain and some will scold.

But today, only today, I don’t care about anything!

I think today is the happiest and happiest day in my life in these thirty-five years!!!

Do you still remember that yesterday was my mom’s birthday?

Last night, my mother made a wish for her birthday cake: she hopes to become a grandma as soon as possible.

Then……

Let me put it this way. I accompanied my wife to the hospital for examination early this morning and arrived home around 5 pm! I spent a day in the hospital!

Queue for a clinic for a few hours, queue for a test for a few hours...

But it's all fucking worth it!! It's fucking worth it!!

Do you know? After getting the diagnosis from the hospital, I laughed all the way home, and I couldn't help but want to laugh!

Even if a car drove past me and splashed a lot of mud ideas on my legs, I was smiling like a fool!

because……

I want to be a father!

After dinner and writing this chapter, I found that I couldn’t continue to write at this moment. I was so excited that I was just thinking about one thought! Nothing else can be put into it!

Today, no matter how you scold me, I don’t care anymore!!

At the age of thirty-five, I am going to be a father!!!!!!!!!

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

I can't code now!

Now I just want to run to the street and laugh wildly for half an hour!!!

My mother is the big ss in the development team, and everything she says is effective!!!]

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Chapter completed!
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