Great Lord of Calamity’s Reincarnation Chapter 386: Sculpture

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After perfecting the plan, Fang Xian turned into a ruthless codeword machine.

It only took one night to write a thick stack of manuscripts, not only to complete the original Rocca novel, but also to write a few new horror and sadness novels at the beginning, ready to submit to the publishing house.

As for short poems?

It’s better not to challenge Love’s sensitive nerves for such a horrible thing.

After finishing all of this, he took a good sleep, and when he woke up, it was already afternoon.

He took a thick stack of envelopes, drove his car, drove to a supermarket dozens of miles away to shop, and delivered the letters by the way.

Well, the city of Orsay has such a virtue. The place is too large and the population is too small. Even if you go out to buy something, you have to drive for half an hour.

Without a car, it’s hard to move.

Also, the rich here prefer to live in the suburbs, away from the city and close to nature.

The closer to the urban area, the more slums can be seen, and the pollution is also very serious.

About two hours later, he came back with a thick paper bag, put milk, bread, and fresh meat in different categories, and fried himself a small steak, served with fries and tomato sauce, for dinner.

‘Love didn’t jump out to review my manuscript, so I’m not afraid of leaking it? ’

‘No, with the investigator’s caution, they probably have dedicated reviewers in every influential newspaper and publishing house? ’

While cutting the steak, Fang Xian thinks about the investigator’s possible reaction and his goal.

‘Writing horror and sorrow novels is to enhance the strength, so that it will not be killed by the sudden abnormal situation, and let your investigator career be longer...’

'The investigator will be exposed to different supernatural powers for a long time...At that time, maybe you can choose a road and slowly improve it. After reaching a sufficient level, you can try to solve my road problem... '

‘The power of hijacking is dead, and it’s the same as level 6, but it’s too pitted… The power of hijacking is gone. How can we improve? Have you been stuck at level 6, when you are an ordinary person? ’

‘I created... is it a dead end? ’

‘The Da Luo’s way is so simple... Even if I try again before, it’s better to experience it in my own way...’

After eating and drinking, Fang Xian took a bath and quickly fell asleep.

Before he slept, he made a decision, ready to agree to Shala’s invitation to visit the art exhibition.

......

The day of moderate wind, beautiful sun.

Fang Xian drove to the urban area, the barren scenes on both sides quickly retreated, the outline of a city gradually emerged, and the black architectural shadows became taller and taller.

This is the city of Orsay, a coastal city. The economy is not particularly developed, and it is famous for tourism and fishing.

At the same time, there are several well-known art classes Institute, so they are also rich in artists and literary lovers.

After parking the car, he saw Shala and Stewart.

Shala is wearing a white dress and a parasol, looking very young and bright.

Stewart wore an exaggerated hairstyle and came up to give Fang Xian a hug: "Roca... sorry, the last party, I was bad... let you stay in the hospital for so long."

Well, the matter about Simpson last time has been qualitative, even Stewart thought that he had misunderstood Simpson and hurt a bunch of people.

This led to his bad criticism in the social circle, and few people are willing to continue to be friends with him.

"Nothing."

Fang Xian took out the invitation letter along with the letter: "Let’s go, this art exhibition, the organizer is a newcomer?"

"Yes, he is called Dewen, a genius sculptor!"

Shala chuckled lightly: "One of his works once sold a high price of 1,000 pounds. Many viewers admit his Innate Skill and think he has the potential to catch up with Master Cape Pro!"

Cape!

This famous sculptor in the history of the world, a great artist with a long history.

Its style is famous for its magnificence and boldness.

Unfortunately, in his later years, he fell into madness and died madly after finishing a work.

The appraisal of the master emerged in Fang Xian's heart, and I couldn't help it. ‘The profession of artist, in this world, is too dangerous... They are generally highly inspired, and they are easily exposed to some anomalies and tricks. Maybe he will pursue it actively and enthusiastically, as a source of inspiration and creation. ’

"So, I can't wait to see you."

He chuckled and followed Shara and Stewart into the venue.

Gypsum statues of various forms are placed on both sides of the venue.

They have portraits, animals, and some abstract works.

Although Fang Xian doesn’t know how to appreciate it, I feel that these sculptures are very expressive.

‘And... it’s normal. Nothing special is particularly good enough to seduce my creative desire...’

Fang Xian commented in his heart.

Whether he can induce his creation is regarded by him as a criterion for identifying whether it is a ‘supernatural power’.

In front of the exhibition hall, there is a small stage.

At this time, an old man wearing a black formal dress is making a final statement to the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, please let me introduce you to the sculptor!"

He is a celebrity in the city. He took the initiative to come out as a platform for Dewen, which was very popular and became famous.

"It's really enviable and envious, he was so young, he succeeded..."

Stewart looked at the demon that came out.

It was a young man in his twenties, tall and thin, wearing a tuxedo, with thin cheeks and sunken eyes. It seemed that he didn’t sleep well last night due to nervousness.

Of course, the audience present understood him and applauded warmly.

"Thank you all for coming to my sculpture exhibition...Orsay is a hospitable city, I am deeply in love with this land... Here, I also want to thank my teacher and my guide ..."

Dewen grabbed the microphone and stammered.

"Yeah...We want to hold a signed book sale, I don’t know when to wait..."

Fang Xian shrugged shoulders pretending to be boring: "I want to look around, you are free..."

He walked through the exhibition halls~IndoMTL.com~ looking at the different sculptures, his inspiration suddenly touched.

When he followed this feeling and walked to the door of a studio, the throbbing stopped.

‘There’s something in the door? ’

Fang Xian moved his eyebrows without breaking into it.

He is now a probation investigator rookie, he can spell two spells, and besides, even his own personality is false.

This means that your high position is like the threat of a dragon, or the threat of a tiger. It’s okay to scare rabbits and mice. If you encounter a group of wolves or another tiger, you are not afraid. I found out that I was a paper tiger, and it broke after a poke...

At this time, he has not yet grasped enough to deal with the danger brought by supernatural forces.

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