Although school started on the first day, the students who were staying in the accommodation can already return to school one after another, so the school’s electronic control door is open, and there are also many students on campus holding books and dragging suitcases.

As soon as Lin Er entered, he was shocked by the huge sculpture of the thinker standing in the middle of the campus.

The sculpture exudes a strong saint glory from afar, as if it will shine to every student of No. 3 Middle School in all directions without blind spots.

Lin Er didn't look carefully, and after getting closer, he realized that it was not the brilliance of a saint.

That's the effect of gold powder.

I don’t know which genius god designed the sculpture. The surface of the sculpture was actually coated with a layer of shiny gold powder, especially under the sunlight, the entire sculpture was even more shiny.

Therefore, this sculpture of the thinker did not exude any sense of knowledge, but instead exudes a noble and cold-eyed aura of "I'm very expensive, you don't deserve it."

When Lin Er looked at it for the first time, he almost thought that the school specially hired a master to open it.

Xie Yan stopped and admired this sculpture of the golden thinker for a long time.

Liner was so painful that his eyes were so painful by this layer of golden light that she lowered her head, pressed down the brim of the black baseball cap, and hooked up the black mask hanging on her chin.

Liner doesn't like the sun very much. She is easily burned by the sun, so when she goes out in summer, she often dresses like an Arab international friend who is fully armed.

"Do you like this?" Lin Er raised his hand, rubbed his eyes that were sobbing sore from his fingertips, and asked casually.

"No." Xie Yan was still staring at the golden thinker, with a deep tone, "I was just thinking about what kind of genius designer can have such wonderful ideas."

Liner exclaimed in agreement: "That's definitely not an ordinary person."

"And the color design is so strange." Xie Yan raised his hand and gently pressed the glasses frame, as if he was puzzled. "Either the sculpture is completely golden, or it just keeps the original stone white. Why do you have to paint your body golden and leave white on your face alone?"

Moreover, this thing will shine.

If you suddenly see this thing at night, you will not be shocked by it?

After hearing Xie Yan's words, Lin Erfu raised his head again and looked at the stone statue of the thinker quite seriously.

She just looked at the gold powder in the cracks of the "Thinker"'s nails, but she didn't notice that its face was empty and there was no gilded paint, so the original color was exposed.

Pale.

I don’t know what kind of stone this carved is, but the color is really not very good.

The white, pale, dead white, the three kinds of white mixed together, and it is indescribable.

Moreover, this kind of white is not the kind used to paint the wall, it is a kind of white that cannot be described.

There was blue in the white, gray in the blue, and black in the gray.

All in all, this is a typical dead face.

It's the kind of face that you meet at night and have to have nightmares for more than half a month.

"This color is too white, right?" Xie Yan pointed to the sculpture, said lightly, "I'm not so white when I die for seven days."

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Chapter completed!