There's definitely something wrong with this script.

Chapter 120 Draw a little girl

In front of the propaganda wall at the entrance of the village.

The girl stood at the end of the white wall again, staring blankly at the blank wall.

She had seen the legendary "Blue Faced Fang" last night, but she really couldn't draw.

She remembered that the monster was dark, it seemed to have many hands and feet, and many mouths, the largest mouth on the stomach, and a pair of red eyes, but she couldn't remember how those things were combined.

When I think about it for a while, I feel pain and nausea in my head.

Turning on the phone and looking at it, the black inside was a mess, blurrier than the image in my mind.

The girl scratched her hair with a headache.

This morning was not peaceful, the field was noisy, and the noise coming from everywhere made her unable to concentrate on painting. There was always a feeling that her head was about to explode, and her thoughts were chaotic!
Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind and patted her on the shoulder, and the girl came back to her senses in a jerk.

When the cool breeze hit in the morning, she felt her mind clearer.

The girl turned around, and saw the village head who was holding the little girl, a rough and strong man and a soft and cute little girl, this lineup was a bit contrasting.

"Village, village head?" The girl exhaled and greeted with some embarrassment.

"You just now..." Xu Shuo pointed to her face, and calmly said something very scary: "A mouth grew on her face, her hair turned into tentacles, and her body was still emitting black air. Thinking of something weird?"

"???" The girl looked shocked.

This made her touch her face and hair in a hurry, and then found that nothing happened, her face was still smooth, and her hair was still smooth.

Xu Shuo laughed again, "I lied to you."

Girl: "..."

This kind of thing is not funny at all!
The detective's death last night was vivid in her memory. She spit out the flesh chewed by monsters from her mouth. It made her sick to think about it. She had a psychological shadow on such weird things!
Moreover, the village chief rescued her last night, but she turned around and betrayed a lot of news about the village to the female reporter, and now she feels guilty.

The girl clenched the paintbrush tightly, and asked nervously, "Village Chief, are you looking for me for something?"

"You, you still don't know how to draw?" Xu Shuo said, gesturing to the white wall behind him.

This wall is the way of publicity in the village. Many tourists who come for outings like to take pictures and check in below. It seems that it is about to become an Internet celebrity attraction.

There is no doubt about the artistry of the female artist. From the starting point of the village archway, the brilliant colors, distorted painting style, and fragmentary pictures have fully interpreted the grotesqueness of "green-faced fangs", and the last step is about to reveal the true face.

The construction period given at the beginning was two months, and it just ended at the end of this month, and the acting village head had already paid the salary.

Instead she got stuck.

The character cards that Xu Shuo found in the script this time have only made a little progress so far, so he wants to urge the female artist to finish the drawing quickly and then look at it.

In fact, the girl also wanted to speed up the progress, and said distressedly: "I can't remember what the monster looked like last night."

Xu Shuo narrowed his eyes: "Can't we just follow the statue in the field?"

Seeing this, the girl shook her head violently and refused, looked at him warily, and took two steps back to protect the white wall behind her.

The meaning of "true" in the task is not that simple. If she can draw one at will, is it necessary to type two more words in the task?
Xu Shuo put one hand on his chin and thought for a while, then leaned forward the girl he was holding, his expression softened and he smiled, "Why don't you draw her?"

The little girl was eating a lollipop, and she blinked her eyes and looked curiously after hearing this.

The girl's head hurt again, and she insisted: "No, I want to draw the real 'blue-faced fangs', the only thing that can't be casual!"

Her meaning is already obvious, this is a task, absolutely cannot back down!
"If you think I've dragged on for too long, it's a big deal, I'll give you back all the rewards!" The girl thought for a while, then plucked up her courage and said, "Not a cent!"

It wasn't her money anyway.

And I have paid you back for painting, so you can't use this to blackmail me anymore!
Thinking of this, the girl praised her wit.

Xu Shuo looked at her amusedly, and said, "Then you can't remember what you saw last night, how do you want to draw it, and go to see it again tonight? I won't accompany you."

The girl was taken aback for a moment, she thought about it, and the more she thought about it, the more her face turned pale, no, she really didn't want to touch that weird monster anymore!
Moreover, in fact, she knew exactly what the monster would look like in her memory, but she just couldn't draw it, and she didn't know where to start.

Xu Shuo moved closer to her, fixed his deep eyes on the girl, and his deep and slow voice seemed to be bewitching, and said quietly, "How about it, why don't you just trust me once and draw this little girl."

It was related to her script task, the flustered girl still had a little sense, she quickly shook her head and backed away.

"If you don't paint, then I'll tie you up and paint myself!" Xu Shuo suddenly threatened, "Anyway, this is my wall!"

"..." girl.

Originally, everyone was a reasonable person, but you were the only one who was unreasonable.

At this time, two police cars drove up on the avenue leading to the outside of the village. Although the villagers were very reluctant to call the police, they did so.

Xu Shuo put away the expression on his face, and said lightly: "Forget it, you can continue to think about it yourself, but I suggest you not to think too deeply, so as not to follow in the footsteps of detectives, because what I said before was not a joke. "

After speaking, he turned around and left with the little girl in his arms.

The girl glanced at the policeman coming over there, and then at the back of the man.A little dazed recollection.

That sentence before?
Following in the detective's footsteps?
Wait, the girl came back to her senses, and quickly touched her cheek, then her hair, her heart was beating wildly.

She didn't really mutate just now, did she?
No wonder she always felt a little pain in her head just now. Could it be that she was really polluted by that monster last night?

The more the girl thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her face turned pale.

At this time, the police car came close and stopped beside her.

The policeman sitting in the co-pilot saw a nagging girl standing here, and couldn't help asking: "Hello, are you okay?"

The girl came back to her senses, lowered her eyes and shook her head: "No, I'm fine."

"This is Qingliu Village, right? You don't look like someone from the village?" the policeman asked again.

"Well... I'm a painter invited by the village chief." The girl lowered her head, her figure was a little thin in a floral skirt, and she looked very introverted.

"oh oh!"

The policeman suddenly realized, looked at the painting wall tens of meters long, and then at the paintbrush held in the girl's hand, and said with admiration: "So you painted these, so you should be quite happy with the affairs in this village." Are you familiar, we received a report, someone had an accident last night?"

"Hmm." The girl cautiously pointed to the field not far away.

Some villagers also saw the police car, and they were already coming this way quickly. Their expressions seemed to be afraid that she would say something.

　I also want to make more, but my brain doesn't allow it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)