Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 1493 - 640 Goddess and Head-wrapped Woman

Chapter 1493: Chapter 640 Goddess and Head-wrapped Woman

Haijing Arts College, cafeteria.

Shen Xin carried her easel, got a breakfast, randomly found a spot, and sat down.

Today’s soy milk is very sweet.

"Have you guys heard? Vice President Zhou is dead!"

"Huh? How did he die just like that? Was it an accident?"

"Didn’t Vice President Zhou resign a few days ago? I heard he was going to seek poetry and the distant lands!"

A few meters away, a group of girls were eating and discussing.

"Vice President Zhou not only resigned, he wanted to donate all his family property; his wife couldn’t take it and secretly turned on the gas at night, and the two committed suicide!"

"This isn’t suicide; it’s murder, right?"

"No, what’s wrong with Vice President Zhou? If he wants to experience poetry and distant lands, fine, but why donate his property? Doesn’t he care about his wife and kids?"

"I heard the truth is that Vice President Zhou found out his wife was cheating, and that’s the root cause of the death!"

Half of the cafeteria was discussing this because Vice President Zhou’s death was the biggest gossip recently.

After spending fifteen minutes, Shen Xin finished her breakfast and got up to leave.

As she passed by a male student, she heard him say, ’People who do art are all nuts’, and couldn’t help but turn her head to glance.

The boy noticed Shen Xin’s gaze and immediately stood up, looking nervous and uneasy.

"Shen... Shen Senior!"

At Haijing Arts College, Shen Xin was the most dazzling student, not only because of her beauty but also for her unbelievably high artistic talent, earning her the title of Female· Van Gogh.

"Have you ever thought that someone who isn’t sick is actually ill, and having certain illnesses is actually the healthy normal state?"

Shen Xin countered.

"Huh?"

The boy was dumbfounded; what was this? A philosophical discussion?

"If going mad allows you to communicate with God, would you choose to go mad?"

Shen Xin questioned again.

"..."

The boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking his ordinary answer wouldn’t be memorable, so he replied shockingly: "I would!"

"No, you wouldn’t!"

Shen Xin shook her head and turned to leave.

"Wow, as expected of Shen Senior, such a strong sense of pressure!"

"Do you guys think her mind isn’t right?"

"Someone who can stay in the art room for half a month consistently, would they be normal?"

Who is Shen Xin?

A genius who had an art exhibition in Paris, France, but recently it is rumored she no longer paints; instead, she goes out every day for sketches and observes various aspects of life.

"Stop watching; ordinary people can’t understand a genius!"

"Hurry up and eat!"

"Exactly, I don’t pursue art, I just want to work for a big game company, sell a single illustration for tens of thousands!"

Although Shen Xin is very beautiful, the male students don’t want to date her because she’s the kind of woman who might stab her boyfriend during a breakup.

Of course, there’s also the possibility she’d see her boyfriend cheating and not get angry, but instead, paint that scene.

Anyway, no matter the case, they’d keep their distance!

...

Leaving the cafeteria, Shen Xin put on her headphones, listened to the Diamond Sutra sung by Lin Da Hungry Man, rode her mountain bike, effortlessly leaving the campus, heading to the community where Little cutie rented.

Tomorrow is the weekend, she wants to invite Little cutie and her white-collar sister to their home for fun!

Rationality told her she shouldn’t interact with these two, but she couldn’t help it; Little cutie’s innocence and the white-collar woman’s inherent obsessive madness fascinated her.

They’re simply perfect models!

Shen Xin wants to capture their most perfect state in a painting when they reveal it.

Passing by a street junction, waiting for the traffic light, Shen Xin saw a man in his fifties who looked somewhat like Vice President Zhou!

"You shouldn’t have given away my painting, it’s not that I can’t bear to part with it, but because my painting is something ordinary people simply can’t appreciate!"

Shen Xin sighed.

When Vice President Zhou took advantage of his position to ask Shen Xin for the Sunflower Field Painting, she didn’t refuse. She wasn’t worried about the oil painting spreading because, before that day could come, Vice President Zhou would go insane, leaving the city to find his poetry in the wilderness, and during this process, he would die.

No one would suspect Vice President Zhou was contaminated.

But who knew, for his son’s job, Vice President Zhou actually gave that oil painting away.

Shen Xin contaminated the few who knew about the painting’s origin but didn’t reclaim the oil painting because she felt every painting has its own life and it wasn’t yet time for the Sunflower Field Painting to meet its end.

An hour later, Shen Xin reached a residential area, found Little cutie playing on a slide in a roadside small park.

...

Evening, 6 o’clock, the alarm rang.

Wearing an OL suit, the female white-collar, Kim Agent, immediately shut down her computer, and got off work.

Whoosh!

Five colleagues all looked over.

"Sister Kim, the boss said to work overtime!"

A young girl reminded.

"I have something to do, no overtime!"

The white-collar woman finished speaking, picked up her handbag, and left, but she hadn’t stepped out of the office when a bald-headed man in his forties called her.

"Kim Daeli, I said everyone’s working overtime today, didn’t you hear?"

The bald man was the boss of this advertising company.

"I have something to do!"

The white-collar woman wanted to correct the bald man that agent was her position, not her name, but feared his intellectual capacity wouldn’t understand.

"What’s more important than work?"

The bald man questioned.

"Finding a husband!"

When the white-collar woman said this, everyone was dumbfounded.

"What?"

The bald man was puzzled: "Going to a bar to snag a Diamond King?"