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Chapter 147 Art Cell

It is not difficult to settle Amin. It can be seen that although he is blind, he is kind-hearted and willing to help the orphan and widowed mother. If it weren't for his art to make money, the mother and daughter would probably be in a state of corpse if they couldn't reach the sea.

Of course, the widow is also Li Daitaozhuan. She doesn't dislike Amin who is about ten years older than her and has been taking care of him. This is the mutual support between the weak.

Zhang Wei was very angry because he felt that the broadcasting bureau did not need a blind man at all. However, Ye Bei had a bigger position in the broadcasting bureau, so he had no choice.

"Director, you are really versatile, and your painting is also good."

Ye Bei was stunned in the office again and was commanding the crew remotely. He was interrupted and found that he had unconsciously used a pen to draw a vivid sketch on paper, which was a scene on the set.

Zhou Min praised the director for his good skills. He not only knows how to play the piano but also draw, but Ye Bei was confused because he could not draw at all. But looking at the works in front of him and the pencil in his hand, it was obvious that this painting was drawn by him, but it shouldn't be. If he had learned to draw, he should know.

Hell, Ye Bei suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked, "Aming has settled?"

"I've settled down, he asked me to thank the director." Zhou Min said: "The recruitment has also ended. The deputy director recruited three women, two men and five musicians, and took them out for a dinner. It seems that he wants to win them over as his own people."

"Let him go, as long as you don't delay your work. Since we have a band, our broadcast content will be much richer in the future."

"Director, in fact, everyone still has the idea, that is, they want to continue to build a choir and ensure that they do not delay their work, and that they use their rest time to practice choruses." Zhou Min conveyed everyone's opinions.

The first broadcast content was a chorus of all the staff. It seemed that they were not satisfied and wanted to try it out: "If you have this idea, of course it's good, I'm afraid you will delay your daily rest." Ye Bei did not object but did not support it. After all, the Broadcasting Bureau also had a lot of work. After the work was completed, we still had to have a good rest.

"We are all very enthusiastic and will definitely not affect our work." Zhou Min said.

"Okay, you can do it if you want to practice. If you need help, come to me." Ye Bei now needs time to think about why he suddenly learned to draw. Even he himself didn't know how to learn it.

Zhou Min happily informed everyone to regroup the choir, and his enthusiasm was indeed high.

Picking up the paper, Ye Bei carefully observed the painting. It can be said that what he saw is what he painted. It was the picture he saw just now through Lu Ruqi, which was completely unconsciously drawn.

Try again, Ye Bei changed a piece of paper, looked at the cover of the album on the desk, and took action again. Although his brain was not moving, his hands had learned it, and he really copied the contents of the album like a ghost.

Looking at the pictures on the paper, I remembered the smooth feeling of playing the piano before. It seemed that the artistic cells that I had not noticed before suddenly revived, and all this was obviously abnormal.

After thinking about it, it should be related to the swallowed gallery space. Could it be that mysterious space inspired my artistic ability? It not only strengthened my piano level, but also allowed myself to obtain painting skills?

There is really no other reason. Ye Bei speculated that the gallery space should have originated from the earliest works of human art. Because it was given divinity, it resonated with the later human artists. It was only because of the serious religiousization of art for a while that the gallery space became an evil thing that devoured life. The gallery space must have absorbed the spirit and soul of many artists, and now these things have been transferred from the gallery space to Ye Bei.

Thinking of this, it's really a ghost.

"Forget it, there are too many fleas and itchy." This is not the first time that there have been any changes on his body. Ye Bei can only ignore these changes with a slight nerve, and happily accept the benefits of these changes: "At least I have artistic cells on my body now."

Compared to the changes in his body, Ye Bei hopes to get more information about the land of Gods, so he is ready to raise this question during the regular meeting of the Dark Council.

Since the last action, a lot of things have happened in just a few days, and Ye Bei has accumulated a lot of questions.

The corpse-driver died, and there were only five people left in Hall 16, but they did not feel any sadness because of the corpse-driver's death.

"I'm glad to see you again." The Baron's tone was as if the explosion of a warship was not a big deal at all, and it was still very relaxed and comfortable: "Although our first collective action was not going smoothly, there was only a reduction in staff, which shows that our Hall 16 is still very strong."

"I wonder if anyone among us broke into the forbidden book library in the cathedral?" Xinghe asked, "It would be fine if you snatch "The Great Demons" away, but you even let the nun get pregnant. These methods are too despicable."

Ye Bei raised his ears as soon as he heard this. In the association, he only knew that someone had broken through the cathedral's heavy defense and snatched away "The Great Demon". Is there any inside story? Could it be that he seduced the nun and cooperated with the inside and outside?

It is possible, after all, the cathedral is strictly guarded and the library forbidden books is underground. If there is no insider leading the way, it would be a bit exaggerated to break in alone. But if the nun is seduced with male sex and let the nun fall and lead the way, the possibility of success is greater.

But obviously no one admitted that this matter was not done by people from the Dark Council, but by others.

"What I hate most in my life is a man who abandons his wife. If I were to know who did it, I would never let him go." Xinghe was obviously a person with a story, so he hated a man who could not control his lower body and wanted to kill him quickly.

Ye Bei said that this matter had nothing to do with him, and he was more concerned about the 'land of God abandonment': "Everyone, I have some questions. Do you know whether there were twelve main gods in ancient times? Do you know the 'land of God abandonment'? Can you know the black stone slab engraved with the "Holy Book"?"

A series of questions were raised, which made everyone silent. In fact, Ye Bei hoped that the Baron would answer this question. After all, there was unlikely to be records of these contents on the Jiuzhou Continent, and only foreign evildoers might know these contents.

The Poison King, Xinghe, and Hanshan lay Buddhists did not say a word, obviously they didn't know what these things were.

For a moment, the five people stood on the dark pool and fell into silence. Ye Bei waited patiently.
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