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Admiralty Flower City, Tielan Painting Academy.

Luo Xin found a familiar friend in the music academy to guide him and took Du Nan, Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing to take the admission exam. The musician named Xiao Jing was quite arrogant and always looked like a master. Du Nan could see that he was not a magic warrior or a star god. Perhaps because of his good musical skills, he became arrogant. After coming to the Tielan Painting Academy, Xiao Jing also thought it was his own home and did not say hello when he saw anyone.

"How could Senior Brother Luo know such a person?" Du Nan asked in a voice that only five could hear.

I feel very strange.

Luo Xin is a Star God Warrior and an elite in the sword training field. Why did he make friends with such people?

"You mean Xiao Jing's character? Haha, this doesn't matter. He is very talented in music, but he is not diligent in training, and he is a type that can be used to make sense of everything but not good at everything. This person is different from other musicians and famous scholars. He is very good at making friends with powerful people, often in famous venues, and has a wide connection. The most important thing is that he likes to promote his 'prestige', and he will actively show his 'strength' in things that are not too difficult to do. For example, when you think of a good location in a top restaurant, a VIP ticket from a Grand Theater, and a private banquet invitation from a powerful person, he is happy to show this kind of social skills."

"So the powerful give him face?" Du Nan wanted to laugh a little. Such a person is also considered a musician.

"It depends on the situation. Small things will generally give face, but big things cannot be paid attention to him. In the eyes of the powerful and powerful clown, everyone else is saying: Xiao Jing is the most familiar with the powerful and powerful "steward" and is not familiar with the powerful and powerful himself. In short, others are indeed very broad, and the major families in the Golden Bell Flower City have some contacts." Luo Xin explained.

It means that such people are social experts and are not purely musicians.

Du Nan understood.

"This is the vice president of Tielan Painting Academy, Master Gu." Xiao Jing could not find the president, because the president "was not available" to receive guests, so the deputy dean received Du Nan and his group.

"Hello Master Gu." Du Nan said hello softly.

"Hello Master Gu." Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing also said hello.

When Master Gu saw Xiao Jing visiting, he was not in a good mood. When he saw such a group of young people, especially when Yinling installed light and shadow accessories that only "street youth" would use, he felt even more unhappy. If he hadn't thought that sometimes he would ask for help from this musician Xiao Jing, he would have wished that the group of people would be driven out at this moment.

"Yes." Master Gu nodded slightly.

Then signal the assistant next to you.

He sent four drawing boards and said slowly: "I already know what Master Xiao means. You want to study in the painting academy, right? Master Xiao's face. I should have nodded directly, but this introductory work cannot be missing. Just try it out. I have not learned it yet, and I have no requirements. Let my assistant run the pen later, and this program will be passed."

"Thank you, Master Gu." Du Nan thanked softly. Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing followed suit and thanked him.

Xiao Jing also smiled slightly when he heard Vice President Gu give this face like this.

Luo Xin was relieved to hear that.

He knew that Du Nan and his group didn't care about learning at all, they just wanted to cultivate their minds and nature. Although Tielan Painting Academy is not a famous institute, it is not possible for any cat or dog to come in. Anything that has something to do with art is difficult to accomplish without two or three ink. Now that Xiao Jing is clearing the way, it will be much smoother to enter this place.

"What are we drawing?" Yinling asked Du Nan softly.

Master Gu and his assistant almost rolled their eyes when they heard it.

If you use your connection to go to the back door, you will be ready. When you come into the painting academy, you have not even thought about what to draw. You really think this is a cleaner.

"Just draw a circle." Du Nan picked up the pen and stroked it casually.

Seeing Du Nan's strange look in his random pen, everyone almost rolled their eyes: This is too "coordinated". You don't even make any color in your paintings.

Xiao Jing coughed, just in time to say something.

At this time, Master Gu hurriedly became more 'kind' and said, "It's okay, Master Xiao, I can understand the level of beginners. Four simple paintings can make my assistant more polished."

The assistant quickly spoke: "That's right. Master Xiao doesn't have to care, I guarantee there is no problem."

Xiao Jing frowned. He thought that this time the favor was a little too big. He turned to look at Luo Xin, but found that Luo Xin was flirting with his eyebrows and thoughtfulness. It seemed that the round strokes shocked him. Xiao Jing looked at the round in the painting again and found that there was a feeling of "simple, fresh, and smooth". But as a musician, he never knew enough about painting, so he didn't care too much.

Seeing this, Master Gu also stepped forward and took the drawing board, looked carefully for a while, and then murmured: "Yes, Student Du's brushwork is pretty good, learn it well."

"Thank you, Master Gu, for your praise. I don't dare to praise me if I write so much." Du Nan said with a smile.

In an instant, he already knew: this old man had insufficient eyesight.

The assistant saw Master Gu praised him. He also picked up the painting and looked at it for a few seconds, chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Du's paintings are pretty good, simple and clear, without any doubt. Just practice more, sooner or later you will be able to enter the elegant hall."

"Thank you for your praise, senior brother." Du Nan thanked again, thinking that your eyesight is even worse.

Now.

Only Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing saw it: This is not a stroke at all, it is the engraving of the sword tip of the "Slaying Rock Sword". This ink circle is actually a technique of flirting with swords. Luo Xin thought for a long time before a flash of ink light flashed in his mind, recalling the dynamics he was practicing when he was practicing the Rock Sword. When he turned to look at the ink circle, it seemed as if he saw himself practicing sword-making circles behind the circle. In an instant, the urge to draw a sword and wield aroused in his heart.

However, Luo Xin quickly suppressed it.

He began to understand that Du Nan's painting skills were not simple, and he might reach a level that people didn't know.

"We've painted it."

With Du Nan taking the lead, Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing also understood what to do.

With a casual wave, draw a circle and hand over the paper.

At this moment, they fully understand Du Nan's intention: this time, the practice of painting is not entirely to eliminate hostility, but also the meaning of cultivation and improvement. The previous saying "using a big musician to defeat a small musician" is actually today's practice. It surpasses its previous self in another way and "crushing" its previous self in another way. If the "painting pen" can exert the power of the "sword". Then hostility and other things... cannot disturb the mind any longer.

"The paintings are all good." Master Gu looked at it and praised it slightly.

At the same time, I felt a little strange.

It seems that there are things that I can’t see through in this ink circle. Unfortunately, this seems to be just an illusion.

"The four juniors and sisters use their pens smoothly without hesitation. Very good. Don't be afraid of mistakes when learning to draw, and they are most afraid of not daring to write. You have this kind of courage to do so. It is a good foundation for you to practice slowly, and sooner or later you will get results." The assistant said with a smile on his face. He would never speak before Vice President Gu spoke. Gu Lao praised him, and he would definitely praise him.

Then very quickly.

The assistant held the pen and wrote the pen, and the ink color danced on the four drawing boards. After a while, four simple "ink flower pictures" were displayed in front of him. The assistant didn't add too much to the "ink ring", but instantly became a small painting. At this level, Master Gu naturally nodded and smiled, indicating that the assistant's quick painting level has improved a bit.

"Very good, much more beautiful." Xiao Jing also praised slightly.

The assistant was slightly proud and expressed his gratitude.

At this time, Luo Xin had the urge to slash him with a sword. He added a mess of ink pen to the ring, which was like adding shit to the cake. Although Luo Xin didn't know how to draw at all,... he would rather spend 100 million to buy Du Nan's ring than spend ten yuan to buy this ink flower.

After pinching the flute, Luo Xin forced himself to calm down.

"Take them to find a lounge." Vice President Gu waved.

"Yes, Dean." The assistant bowed and nodded, leading everyone backed down.

Luo Xin and Xiao Jing walked with him and escorted the 'master' back.

Du Nan Yinling, Ye Binghua and Luo Qing, led by his assistant, came to a medium-sized single room. He said: This place will be your lounge in the future. It will be used for rest or for living. It even means that this place is a private painting room. Only famous teachers and masters can replace it with larger painting rooms.

The four of them followed the public and found that there were many men and women here.

In some private painting studios, male painters and female models who unclothed their clothes were in a "hard fight". They didn't know what they wanted to draw.

On the way.

Occasionally, there are three or five young women from a small wealthy family who are asking for some "masters" to paint good paintings. Du Nan seemed to hear words like "portraits" and "naked costumes". He didn't know what these little women who were asking for painting wanted to say private words when they closed the door. He saw some young women with charming eyes and booming faces walked out the door with a spring smile. He thought that their request should be "satisfied".

After taking a few more steps, the handsome assistant also has familiar "model" women, and it seems that they all have the meaning of "closed-door private talk".

at this time.

Vice President Gu has delivered the introductory work to the dean: "This is a student recommended by Xiao Jing, and Xiao Luo helped me to help me write."

The dean glanced at him with less interest.

I was stunned.

In an instant, I grabbed Du Nan's drawing board and squinted my eyes and observed it carefully for a long time.

"Master Zhang, do you see that? Xiao Luo's speed painting skills have improved greatly. I think this child has worked hard for a lot of time." Vice President Gu smiled proudly, as if he was my successor.

"Yes." Dean Zhang lowered his head and said, "I'm not sure." His fingers holding the drawing board were a little white, as if he had used too much force.

"If it's okay, Master Zhang, I'll go out first." Vice President Gu felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

Dean Zhang, who thought he was honest and honest, was arrived by Xiao Jingqi, so he hurriedly left.

Dean Zhang waved impatiently.

Vice President Gu withdrew and closed the door, and heard a heavy punch hitting the table. He was thinking in his heart: Sure enough, President Zhang must have hated Xiao Jing. He didn't like this way of walking through the back door, but there were too many powerful people in Jinzhong Flower City and he couldn't even refuse. This time, he was finally annoyed.

indoor.

Dean Zhang turned on the video recorder and sent a photo.

Then he said to the voice call: "Old Jia, have you seen it? Bring all the tools to help and 'made' this painting. Take out your good skills to fake it and get the best for me. It's over. I've calculated the last time I took my name. If I don't do it well, I'll go to the Civil Affairs Office to give you a accountability form."

"Old Zhang, don't you take this ruthlessness? What's the point of this painting? Isn't it just a piece of graffiti?" A cry of mourning came from the voice meter.

"You can't see the copy image, come here and you will know that this is definitely not simple." President Zhang said in an unquestionable tone, and half-cryed: "No matter what method you are, you must give the miscellaneous graffiti next to you. I just want the 'round' in the middle. If you don't do it well, I won't blame you for being too bad, but if it is broken... I slashed you with a sword!"

"Old Zhang, damn it, are you so cruel today? I said that my old Jia's fake method is too bad to bear, so I will kill you right away." The opposite side roared halfway. (To be continued)
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