Variety Comic: I am Amamiya Ren, jump from the N ship!

Crowds of people rushed in, scattering a few people's positions.

When he came back to his senses, only Ren Amamiya, Anzu Takamaki, and Yusuke Kitagawa were left in the same place.

However, Sakamoto Ryuji's figure had already disappeared, probably because he was forced into the surging crowd.

Where did Ryuji go?

Taking out her cell phone, Ren Amamiya sent this message in the chat group.

There were too many people just now, and they squeezed me in. I don’t know where I am now......

Don't worry, just take a walk inside the exhibition first. I'm not very interested in those paintings, so I'll find a place to sit outside.

Just call me when you come out and I can catch up on some sleep.

Seeing Ryuuji Sakamoto's instant message, Ren Amamiya patted Takamaki Anzu's shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

"Then don't worry about him for now, let's continue."

Looking at Kitagawa Yusuke who was standing aside waiting, Ren Amamiya smiled and signaled

"So there are so many types of Japanese paintings?"

Leaving the originally crowded crowd, several people came to another gallery.

Kitagawa Yusuke introduced the various paintings on the wall to several people, but Takamaki An couldn't help but sigh.

"Um."Kitagawa Yusuke heard this and nodded,"Under normal circumstances, the painting style is more specific, but these paintings of the teacher are all....They were all created by him alone"

"Because the teacher is very special, he can create such a variety of paintings by himself......"

With the ability to distinguish lies, Ren Amamiya can naturally tell the truth of his words.

He didn't expose it on the spot, but kept a secret in his heart.

Just as he was about to continue browsing the surrounding paintings, a familiar figure came not far away.

"Yusuke, so you are here."

With his hands crossed in front of his chest, Madarame Ichisai walked slowly towards a few people.

After seeing the two people next to Kitagawa Yusuke, his face was replaced by a profound smile.

"And the two from yesterday.....It's not bad here, right?"

"It's quite artistic. Although I don't know much about it and don't know how to describe it, I can really clearly feel the emotions revealed in the painting."

".....That's right."

Listening to Ren Amamiya's words, Madarame Itsusai showed a smile of great relief.

"Make people feel something....If we can achieve this, we painters have achieved what we want."

As he spoke, he looked at Kitagawa Yusuke.

He stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder. Madarame Ryuuzai admonished him:"Yusuke, I also hope you can work harder and create something like this. What a young man said - paintings that can make people feel emotions"

"Terrified."

Seeing Kitagawa Yusuke lowering his eyes, Madarame Ichisui's face suddenly showed a look of satisfaction.

He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the white beard on his chin, and continued:"Things at the TV station still need to be done. I'll deal with it later, so I'll excuse you now."

"Yusuke, these two guests will continue to be led by you."

The figure of Madarame Ichisui gradually faded away from the sight of several people, and the faint golden color in his eyes also faded.

Most of Madarame Isusai's previous words were false and hidden under the judgment of Ren Amamiya's ability..

Doubts gradually arose in my heart. Just when I was hesitating, my eyes were attracted by a painting not far away.

"I originally thought that artists would be the kind of people who are difficult to approach.....But now it seems that my stereotype is too deep."

Takamaki Xing took a long breath, with a polite smile on his face.

"Well, teachers are always very kind to others."

Kitagawa Yusuke nodded calmly, and then looked in the direction of Ren Amamiya not far away.

Takamaki Anzu also looked there, and the expression on his face was suddenly replaced by surprise.

"Eh! Is it actually this painting?"

Quickly walked to Ren Amamiya, and she subconsciously took the boy's hand into her arms.

"I've seen this painting in a magazine before, and I really want to see it in person......Does Lian like this painting too?"(If you want to read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Ignoring the death stare cast by Morgana who reached out for her commute bag, Takamaki Anzu asked Ren Amamiya enthusiastically.

"Well, there is something about this painting that really appeals to me."

Nodding, Ren Amamiya said what he really thought in his heart.

Kitagawa Yusuke also walked in the direction of the two of them. When he saw the painting, his expression was slightly stagnant.

The painting was painted with watercolor. The main colors are red and black.

Near the border are the swaying dark tree shadows. Occupying the center and the top of the canvas are the crimson sky and floating clouds. The orange-yellow sunset is at the end, with Ren Amamiya's palms He thought about it slightly on his chin, and finally spoke loudly.

"What should be conveyed is....The painter's anger? Or is it that disturbingly intense feeling of anxiety?...."

Ren Amamiya's words reached the ears of the two of them, and Anzu Takamaki let out a light sigh.

"Madarame-sensei is obviously the kind of person who looks cheerful and gentlemanly......Can you actually create such a painting? Are the styles so different?"

Feeling the soft feeling coming from his arm, Ren Amamiya turned his head and looked at Kitagawa Yusuke behind him.

At this time, he could see that his brows were furrowed, his eyes were lowered, and his face looked a little pale, as if he was enveloped in annoyance. to

"｀.Kitagawa-san? What’s wrong with you?"

The call in his ear brought Kitagawa Yusuke back from his wandering thoughts, and he quickly shook his head.

"nothing."

Trying to calm down his expression, he pointed to the other side.

"Compared to this one....There are better paintings out there!"

"Come on, let me lead the way, this way!"

Seeing Kitagawa Yusuke walking impatiently towards the other side of the gallery, Ren Amamiya couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

Seeing this, Takamaki Anzu asked with some confusion:"Len? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just encountered something interesting."

On the streets of Shibuya, Sakamoto Ryuji was sitting on a leisure chair, covering his aching abdomen with his palms.

"Damn it....I was actually elbowed by the old lady just now....."

Recalling the crowded flow of people before, his mouth couldn't help but twitch. In order to relieve the pain in his abdomen, Sakamoto Ryuuji took out his mobile phone and opened the Kaitou CH on the web page.

White doves peck at the crumbs thrown by passers-by on the ground, and the sound of speeches on the street reaches my ears.

Browsing the messages on the Kaitou channel (Nuo Zhao Zhao), Sakamoto Ryuuji was bored looking for someone who could steal the treasure.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the movements in his hands stopped. Looking at the latest message, his brows suddenly wrinkled.

"this is....."

In the exhibition hall, Kitagawa Yusuke hurriedly left at the urging of the staff after exchanging Line accounts with Ren Amamiya.

After he and Takamaki Anzu wandered in the exhibition hall for a while, the girl took the initiative to suggest buying a drink.

As he browsed the many paintings around him with admiration, a petite figure slowly approached him without knowing when.

Just when the girl was about to put her hand on her shoulder, Ren Amamiya turned around and reached out to hold it.

A smooth feeling like silk came from the palm of his hand, and he easily saw through the girl's prank.

Looking at the dumbfounded girl with soft eyes, Ren Amamiya waved his palm in front of her, and said a greeting from his mouth

"Kaede-san, long time no see"......