Mad Master's Favorite Male Face

The light and rhythmic knock on the door sounded a bit abrupt in the silent corridor. Someone appeared in this place at this time, there must be something urgent and important, otherwise, no one would dare to show up here.

Even if he passed the corridor quietly, he didn't dare, because no one could bear that person's temper and anger. A little carelessness would have an extremely cruel ending.

Without the cruel consequences of not seeing blood, no one wants to try it.

"Come in." The sexy and magnetic voice came out quickly.It sounds like the owner of the voice is in a good mood and state of mind at this time.Let the tense nerves of the people outside the door relax a little, and it's just a moment.

The door was gently pushed open, not one person, but three handsome teenagers, the oldest one has just grown up.They all started out with their teachers when they were only in their teens, and it has been several years.

Now, I can finally return to my hometown with glory, and I am inevitably excited.

"Teacher..." The three teenagers who came in bowed deeply to the man who was sitting on the soft chair and staring at the easel in front of him.After straightening up, he saw the painting again.

"What's the matter?" Even with his back to the three teenagers, the back is rebellious and permeated with arrogance, still paying attention to what he was doing before, admiring the paintings.

"Seniors and the others sent a message, saying that the Alliance General Assembly has announced the news of your re-employment." Without a word, just said what should be said.

"Oh...that's it!" The man's voice sounded a little careless.

"Yes." The oldest boy replied.

"This teacher needs someone else to appoint a position!" It sounded like he was asking his own students, but all three people present could hear the man's disapproval.

"No, the teacher is the teacher and does not need anyone's approval at all." The three of them replied in unison, their voices were loud and filled with a certain arrogance.

"Very well, it's right for you to understand this. Tell Ritter and them that when I go back, I will see the perfect presentation of the training camp. Also, let them push all the olive branches, and my division has no time to make appointments." The man who said this suddenly raised his hand, stroking the painting that was within reach in front of him, cherishing it so carefully.

"Yes, teacher." Now that the teacher has given the answer, does it mean that they can return to the alliance immediately.

"How is the arrangement?" The man's sexy and deep voice sounded again as if he knew the reason why his student hadn't left the room.

"All arrangements have been made, and the young master has also notified us. We only need an order from you, teacher, and we can set off to return to the alliance." They have stayed on the moon for long enough.

"Leave tomorrow, and order someone to keep this painting specially. If there is any damage, this master will kill you." Killing life is just words, but it also reveals how much the man attaches to this painting.

"Teacher, what is the meaning of this painting? You have been looking at this painting for the past few years. Is there any mystery?" Anyway, I am about to return to the alliance. If I don't ask now, I have no chance. I was in a good mood, so I couldn't help but speak.

They all know this painting, and everyone who followed the teacher to the moon knows this painting, but although they know each other, they don’t know the profound meaning of this painting. They only know that this painting started when the teacher entered the space crack for the first time When I was patching the loopholes, I drew it by myself when I came back, and then I looked at it every day and every night, and I was almost fascinated.

But they still don't understand why the teacher is attracted by a picture of misty, no grass, no water, nothing but hazy emptiness, which is almost a piece of white paper, and it is out of control.

"This is the first time and the last time. Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked in the future. Take him out and go to the training warehouse for an hour after waking up." There was silence for a while, and then there was a loud bang.

It was the sound of the boy who asked for the exit being blasted into the metal wall by an invisible force, and his back sank into the wall, and he passed out instantly.

He really overstepped it just now, because he was too curious, and for a moment he forgot that as long as it was about the teacher, they had no right to ask about it.

"Yes, teacher." Like well-trained soldiers, the other two students drove the unconscious boy out of the room, not daring to disturb him any longer.

When there is only one man left in the room...

Endless sighs spread far and near...

"Did you miss me! I miss you very much..." While murmuring, he stroked the painting again, but this time there was a different reaction to the touch. A more vivid picture appears.

The prototype of a portrait is slowly becoming three-dimensional...