Douluo's magic pen

the next day.

Shen Yi got up early as usual. Although he was injured, he did not break this good habit. As usual, I found a place to practice painting. Shen Yi never slacked off in this aspect.

Although there are shortcuts available now, Shen Yi has never given up on the highest pursuit of painting skills.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, who were so drunk that they were walking far away, looked over and Shen Yi nodded as a greeting. Tang San also nodded in response.

"Is he the genius soul master who is the same age as you?" Yu Xiaogang said to Tang San.

Tang San withdrew his gaze and said softly: "Well, he is very powerful."

Yu Xiaogang has been getting along with Tang San for six years. He knows Tang San better than Tang San's father. How could he not hear the heaviness in Tang San's tone?

"Compared to you?"

"If you don't use hidden weapons, I'm no match for you." Although Tang San didn't want to admit it, it was the fact. Tang San had used Shen Yi as his opponent to deduce, and he lost more than he won.

"It's a good seedling." Yu Xiaogang also sighed after hearing this.

"Teacher, what do you think of his future?" Tang San wanted to hear his teacher's evaluation of Shen Yi.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head, "It's hard to say, I haven't seen his martial spirit, but what you said is not accurate. His abilities are many and complex, but they are very powerful. Such a martial spirit is in this world There is no level like this in my memory, so you still have to see it to know.”

Yu Xiaogang also had some plans in mind.

"Is that so?" Tang San couldn't help but glance at Shen Yi, but found that Shen Yi didn't notice and was painting extremely seriously at this time.

"Xiao San, let's go and see your new soul skills and your special ability." Yu Xiaogang said.

Tang San immediately came to his senses, "Yes, teacher."

Followed behind Yu Xiaogang.

On the other side, Shen Yi was still concentrating on painting and didn't notice Tang San and the others leaving. Maybe he didn't care.

Shen Yi stared at the canvas in front of him with bright eyes. The colorful colors on the canvas were reflected in his eyes. Every stroke of Shen Yi was extremely serious and he thought about every stroke of Shen Yi.

The painting that finally appeared on the canvas was extremely messy and a bit drawn out, like a drawn painting. However, this painting is not an abstract painting, it is just a bit messy. What is painted is still scenery and objects.

Shen Yi doesn't like abstract painting very much. Firstly, it is because abstract painting cannot accurately express the artistic conception. Abstract painting is about a state of mind. Secondly, because of Shen Yi's martial arts spirit, the abstract paintings were of little use.

The current painting is a mixture of color painting and ink painting. One is realistic and the other expressive. It reveals order in the chaos, which is shocking.

After a while, Shen Yi put down the brush in his hand and looked at the painting in front of him with some satisfaction.

"Yes, there has been great progress these days, and this state has finally stabilized."

Shen Yi's painting skills have reached the point of "power". This expression in figure painting is a person's power, while in landscape painting it is artistic conception, which is a great test of one's standards.

"It's a really nice drawing."

A voice interrupted Shen Yi's thinking. When he turned around, he found that it was Ning Rongrong.

Shen Yi looked a little surprised, "Do you understand this?"

"I know a little bit. I have many famous paintings at home. I think your paintings are better than theirs." Ning Rongrong praised.

This made Shen Yi feel secretly happy. It seemed to be good, himself.

"It's not bad, I still have a lot of room for improvement."

"Can you draw one for me?" Ning Rongrong saw the joy in Shen Yi's eyes and finally revealed his purpose.

"Uh...why?" Shen Yi was a little surprised.

"I want to collect a painting you painted." Ning Rongrong looked at Shen Yi and said seriously.

Shen Yi: "..."

"Later, not now." Shen Yi finally refused.

"What are you doing? Don't you agree to this little request of mine?" Ning Rongrong said a little angry and dissatisfied.

"It's not too small, okay? I rarely give away my paintings, especially those about characters." Shen Yi turned his head and looked at the drawing board, picked up the brush, added a few strokes, and did the finishing work.

"I'm actually quite confused. I don't know what I want, and I don't know what I want to do. I usually do things based on my own will, which is very dangerous, so you'd better stay away from me. . Don’t look at the last time I was prepared to sacrifice myself to save you. Maybe if I do it again, I will use you as my backer.”

Shen Yi looked at the drawing board blankly. In fact, he didn't know why he said that. Maybe it has been suppressed for too long, and no one has listened to my story.

But this is indeed what Shen Yi really thinks in his heart. Shen Yi is not from this world. He doesn't have anything he wants to do. Become a god? Count one, but apart from this, Shen Yi always had the idea of ​​​​muddling along.

Sometimes, Shen Yi didn't even know why he came to this Douluo world. If it were another person, he would definitely have a lot to do.

"I am just the appearance you see. You don't understand my true heart." Shen Yi put the drawing board back into the new soul guide, which was the end of today's practice.

At this time, the morning sun just came out, and the warm sunshine shone on Shen Yi's body, but it seemed as if he had fallen into an endless black hole, instantly losing its luster. Shen Yi's expression was neither happy nor sad, as if nothing in the world could arouse his interest. The sunshine brought beauty to the world, but seemed to ignore Shen Yi.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were a little dull, looking at Shen Yi in front of him, as if he was getting to know Shen Yi all over again. But it also brought back memories of Ning Rongrong's childhood. Shen Yi used to be like now.

"...Does this count as rejection?"

"...No, I don't seem to have any reason to refuse."

Ning Rongrong smiled very happily.

Shen Yi rolled his eyes and his expression returned to his previous appearance, "What's so funny, you crazy bitch, is it so funny to get to know her again? I'm going to eat."

Shen Yi suppressed the discomfort in his heart and ran to the canteen as if running away.

"It's so embarrassing."

Ning Rongrong laughed out loud when she saw Shen Yi's embarrassed figure, and then chased after him.

in the dining hall.

When Shen Yi came to the canteen, he found that two people were already sitting here. It was Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

After getting breakfast, Shen Yi thought for a while and walked forward to say hello.

"Master, hello."

At this time Tang San was getting breakfast, and he took two portions.

"You know me?" Yu Xiaogang said a little surprised as he looked at Shen Yi, a genius in front of him who was as talented as his disciple.

"I don't know you, but I guessed your identity when I saw Tang San. Tang San is a very vigilant person. It's rare to see him let down his guard like this in front of others, except for Xiao Wu, it's you. Combined with him, he has always been very cautious. I admire his teacher, I think your identity is already clear." Shen Yi explained.

Shen Yi has never met the master, but he feels that the one in front of him is the one.

Yu Xiaogang didn't expect Shen Yi to guess like this. Although it was a guess, the logic was very clear, which made Yu Xiaogang look down on Shen Yi.

This child is not simple.

At this time Tang San also brought breakfast, just like Shen Yi, pickles, steamed buns, and porridge.

Although Ning Rongrong also came over, made a breakfast and sat next to Shen Yi, which made Shen Yi a little uncomfortable, but it was the same breakfast.

The master's stiff face turned a little dark. He looked at the breakfast of the three children in front of him, and his tone was a little angry, "Does Flanders give you this every day?"

Tang San said: "This is already pretty good. The steamed buns are enough to fill you up. It's much better than when I was a kid."

This answer made Shen Yi roll his eyes, and then said: "Academy is a place for learning and cultivation, not a place for enjoyment. If you want to eat, just be full. Although the food in front of you is relatively simple, it is also a kind of cultivation. ."

Look at how high this awareness is! Much stronger than Tang San.

Shen Yi saved Fred's face by not making him look ugly. If you say this, Shen Yi actually wants to criticize Fred. It's not that I didn't give you money. You miser, can you improve the food?

Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement, this is indeed a kind of practice.

But Yu Xiaogang was speechless by Shen Yi's words, and all the words he had prepared in his stomach were blocked. Especially Ning Rongrong's look of approval, which made Yu Xiaogang really didn't know what to say. He knew that Ning Rongrong, a member of the Qibao Glazed Sect, who had lived in fine clothes since childhood, all agreed.

Could this guy be blocking me on purpose? This made Yu Xiaogang think suspiciously.

"Well said! Shen Yi, this is also a kind of practice." Flender emerged from nowhere and said with a smile on his face.

"Nonsense!" Yu Xiaogang argued angrily with Flanders.

Shen Yi, on the other hand, just ate breakfast without paying much attention.

Anyway, no matter who wins the fight, he will not lose.