Ronan smiled, which made his facial contours softer: "My grandfather liked this kind of notebook the most back then. He once bought thousands of them in one go. I am using one of them now. And my grandfather made at least hundreds of them.

Each book is full of similar notes, but I can’t see most of them now.”

"Wow, it turns out to be an antique." Xie Junping flipped through it casually and saw that most of the areas in the notes were still blank. Only some pages were written with some formulas, numbers, and simple diagrams, as if they were jotted down casually, and they could be read in a short time.

There is no way out.

Xie Junping's attention was mainly on the soft screen. At this time, the drawing software had not yet exited. He moved his fingers, switching pages one after another, and asked casually:

"Was the soft screen fifty years ago? This drawing software looks quite unfamiliar.

"No, I... bought it later."

Without Yingying's reminder, Xie Junping could tell that Ronan was temporarily changing his tune.

But soon, he was attracted by the images.

In browsing mode, Xie Junping saw many pictures similar to his previous image, both on and off campus. In the classroom, on the street, and even in some bars, nightclubs, and party scenes, they were listed one by one and presented.

Produce rich images of all living beings.

Xie Junping was a little stunned. As a well-educated rich second generation, he still had some basic appreciation level.

Although each of these sketches is quite sloppy, and some do not even have any background, Xie Junping is familiar with these places. He can always understand what is depicted on the sketches through the flexion of the silhouette lines.

What scene, who...

Well, the latter one is too exaggerated. What he means is that from these sketches, he can see the strong body language expressions of the figures depicted in the lines and outlines of the scene at that time.

To put it a bit more mysteriously, from the sketch, you can see concentration, excitement, decadence, and madness... Those rough lines depict the atmosphere of the image scene and the mood of the people in the image.

Emotions, and even everyone’s attitude.

The lines drawn by Ronan with an electronic pen clearly have a sharp sense of tearing apart the surface image, pointing directly to a certain part of the truth hidden deep in the human heart.

Xie Junping was sweating inexplicably: Damn it, have I discovered a new Picasso?

Turning to the last page and seeing the sketch with him as the model, Xie Junping was in a daze until Yingying's words woke him up:

"When he talked about the topic of notebooks and grandfather, he was obviously more excited. I just searched for information and found something very interesting... Idiot, please turn a few pages forward. You have been in a daze for too long. Be careful of people misunderstanding.

"

It was you who talked to me! Xie Junping scolded Yingying a hundred times in his heart, but he still followed her words like a puppet on a string.

Yingying's voice continued to come in: "His grandfather, named Luo Yuandao, was once a researcher and had no commendable achievements. However, in 1983, that is, 13 years ago, someone accused him of being responsible for the three wars and after

For a period of time, I went to the wilderness to cooperate with homeless forces and conduct private experiments on human beings..."

My day!

Xie Junping's finger swiping across the screen trembled. Perhaps he felt guilty because he always felt that Ronan was staring at him. But it was not the right time to speak now, so he had no choice but to hold on.
Chapter completed!