The country is unparalleled, I have achieved hundreds of millions

Yun Yongan walked around the playground with Jiang Xiaoai twice, after a walk to digest food, kissed her goodbye, returned to the dormitory, turned on the computer, compared the rankings of the other three major websites, and began to choose suitable novels.

The rules for the essay competition are very cumbersome, but Yun Yongan's plan is very simple.

He is going to win the essay contests of the three literary websites of Qunxing, Pine, and Qicheng at the same time, and then sign a contract with his Xianyun Literature Network, bringing a large number of readers back to his website.

Relying on a large number of high-quality novels from his previous life, Yun Yongan will become fat this time, and solve all problems once and for all.

"Big Brother's Qicheng Literature Network's main base is the city, the king of soldiers returns, pretending to be aggressive is the mainstream, and if you want to innovate, you have to jump out. I happen to be writing "Gone with the Wind", and "Cultivation Chat Group" has both cities. , as well as comprehension, very suitable."

"Second brother's pine tree literature website mainly focuses on crossing other worlds. There is also a Qin Dynasty in this world. Why don't you choose "Looking for Qin Ji", third sister's..."

Just when Yun Yongan was thinking hard and choosing a novel, the news that Jing Qing paid a lot of money to invite him to give lectures at the art club spread like wildfire and spread throughout the entire campus.

A little-known freshman, who studied "Fine Arts" which is mainly based on evaluation, unexpectedly defeated Jing Qing, which surprised many people.

Imperial University, a certain studio.

"Jing Qing is really getting worse and worse." A long-haired man dropped the brush, grabbed the end of his hair and stained it with red ink, and left his name on the lower right corner of the painting, "Yun Yong'an, right? I will meet you!"

Outside Imperial University, in a small attic, a girl is painting.

A maid in a light green dress came in with a soup bowl, gently grabbed the girl's wrist, and took down her paintbrush, "Miss, it's time, eat something and go to bed early."

The girl struggled to get the paintbrush, but was gently suppressed by the maid. In order to divert the girl's attention, the maid talked about interesting things on campus.

"Miss, young master Jing Qing lost to a freshman in a painting competition today. He lost badly. Not only did he call him a master, but he also paid for someone to teach him how to paint."

"Jing Qing lost?" Hearing this girl's eyes lit up, "That freshman is very good, can I ask him to teach me?"

The maid looked at the crooked but charming painting on the canvas, sighed quietly, took out a wet towel to wipe off the ink marks on the girl's hands, revealing pale to transparent skin, her eyes darkened: "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." Take Miss over there, Miss, come here, drink the medicine first, and go to bed early, so that you will have enough energy."

"Yeah." The girl no longer resisted, she nodded obediently, and let the maid fiddle with her.

……

In the morning, Yun Yongan woke up from the computer desk, looking at the densely packed Chinese characters on the screen, he felt a slight pain in his back.

Yun Yongan took a deep breath, raised his hands high, and stretched a big lazy waist. The bones all over his body crackled, and he woke up his roommate from his sleep.

Bai Wenlin poked his head out from under the covers, "Boss, what time is it?"

"It's 07:30, get up quickly, and be careful not to be late."

Yun Yongan quickly saved the file, turned off the computer, took a towel to the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Bai Wenlin reluctantly got up from the bed, and by the way called Ma Ying-jeou and Bai Lianggong up.

Yun Yongan wiped his face and walked out of the bathroom: "Old Bai, you are getting more and more depraved. You were the first one in our dormitory back then."

"Isn't there no teacher to take care of this?" Bai Lianggong rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed, "Boss, do you still need our help to answer today?"

"Of course." Yun Yongan changed into clean clothes, picked up his phone and stuffed it into his pocket, and strode away, "I'm going to the art club, I will teach them how to draw, and I'll leave it to you guys to sign in."

Seeing Yun Yongan's disappearing back, Bai Lianggong said the second half of the sentence in a daze, "But, boss, the three of us are not in the same class as you!"

After having breakfast with Jiang Xiaoai and sending her to class, Yun Yongan came to the activity center of the art club.

A large group of people are gearing up and have been waiting for a long time.

The small studio just made Yun Yongan feel like he was attending a Hongmen banquet.

The system also seemed to feel the solemnity of the atmosphere, and even sent out a task directly.

[Temporary mission: Miniature Hongmen Banquet]

[Task requirements: Defeat all challengers by drawing. 】

[Mission Reward: A full body massage. 】

Because of the need to prepare three novels at the same time, Yun Yongan entrusted all the sleep time last night to the system code words. Without rest, the body is not rested, and back pain is inevitable.

Considering that if he wanted to complete the task of Ma Liang with the magic brush, he also needed to establish his prestige, Yun Yongan accepted the task without any nonsense.

"Yun Yongan, you are finally here." Jing Qing greeted Yun Yongan enthusiastically across the crowd, "It's getting late, let's start directly."

Before Yun Yong'an could answer, a man with sloppy clothes and red paint at the end of his hair walked up to him with a rebellious expression, "Sketch, it's just a trick, do you dare to compare it with me on the most orthodox ink painting?" .”

Yun Yong'an didn't reply in a hurry, but lost an insight at the man first.

【Name: Jing Lan】

[Talent: Ink Painting]

[Potential value: 7]

Not bad, barely enough to reach the master's bottom line.

Anyway, insight does not cost money, so Yun Yongan simply checked everyone in the studio.

It can only be said that it is indeed the Imperial University, the Royal Academy of the Daxian Empire, and the potential of these students who come to study is not low.

Basically, it is above four points and can be regarded as a career.But above seven points, there are only two people who hope to reach the master level.

Jing Qing, the president of an art club, reached ten o'clock, and the other was Jing Lan who just made a fuss.

Seeing that Yun Yong'an hadn't responded, Jing Lan muttered impatiently: "Do you dare to compete, get out, don't be ashamed here!"

"Comparisons are of course comparable," Yun Yongan directly crossed Jing Lan and stood in the middle of the studio, his eyes quickly swept across the other students, "But why should I compare with you? If everyone is like you, I will not be able to do this class." Can't make it!"

The feeling of being ignored ignited Jing Lan's anger, "Ten thousand, no, one hundred thousand, I'll give you 10 if you win!"

Hearing Jing Lan's roar, Jing Qing frowned and shouted on the spot: "Brother, you!"

"It's okay." Yun Yong'an pressed Jing Qing, "It's just a painting idiot, I've seen it a lot, I won't get angry because of such a trivial matter."

Only then did Jing Qing feel relieved, the basics of sketching are true, but the basics are often the most difficult to practice.

After comforting Jing Qing, Yun Yongan shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed expression.

"Sorry, I'm not short of money. But, for your brother's sake, I'll compete with you. If you lose, you don't need to give me money. Be respectful and respectful. Just call me master."

"Okay! If you lose, call me Master!"

Jing Lan strode to the painting table and pushed away the rice paper, "What do you want to compare? Flowers, birds, fish and insects, mountains, people, water animals!"

"Don't worry," Yun Yongan chuckled, and turned to look at the other students in the studio.