The Art of Raiders of Rebirth

The sky is a dull gray-blue, not as clear and bright as before, and the gloomy look indicates that there may be rain today.Yi Chengyi had already sorted out the things needed for class and was about to go out. When he passed by his room, he glanced casually and saw that Anderson had set up an easel and was sticking scotch tape on the octavo sketch paper.

Today is his first day here. Yi Yiqian means to adapt to the surrounding environment first, and start drawing and painting tomorrow, but Anderson is always firm beyond imagination. He clearly knows that he is here to what for.

In fact, Yi Chengyi knew a long time ago that Anderson is a person who will carry out without procrastination after deciding on something. His decisiveness is a bit scary. Concentration can always make him react to the insurmountable gap between himself and him in the first place. Although such a spur can make people improve, at the same time, it is easy to feel tired.

Yi Chengyi stood outside the door and watched Anderson stick the tape that had been torn off and temporarily pasted on his hand to the sketch paper. He seemed to have noticed Yi Chengyi outside the door. After pasting the four borders, Anderson looked up Facing his eyes, the golden bangs on his forehead slightly covered his eyebrows. This was exactly what he looked like when he was a child. Anderson always groomed his hair meticulously when he was an adult, just like him who is rational and indifferent. The personality is the same, Yi Chengyi can't remember which year it was in his memory, and this person is no longer the usual casual look when he appeared in front of him when he was a child.

"You don't need to draw today. You haven't wandered around to understand the environment here." Yi Chengyi looked into his clear blue eyes with a relaxed smile on his face. He took out a pencil from the painting box, squinted his eyes, held the pencil with his index finger and thumb and placed it in front of his eyes, carefully observing Yi Chengyi standing in front of him.

"...I don't have time to be your model here!" Yi Chengyi waved his hands again and again seeing Anderson's posture, and Anderson opened his closed eyes, and moved the pencil away from his sight.

"Why don't you draw?" Yi Chengyi could hear a faint sense of oppression in the voice, which was still childish. The content of this question made him a little terrified.

Because I am afraid of you, you are too good, I dare not even surpass you.

After Yi Chengyi was reborn, he once again found a reason not to paint. This was the idea that suddenly came to his mind when he saw Anderson standing in front of the easel.

Anderson is unsurpassed.This is a completely irreversible law in his world that Yi Chengyi has already proved with countless failures in his previous life.

"Why do I want to paint? My family is poor, and the most valuable thing is the toilet you installed downstairs." Yi Chengyi turned his head, his eyes wandered, just in time to see Yi Chengsan walking out of the room with his schoolbag on his back. The eyes that were still looking around settled down after seeing Yi Chengyi, and he ran to Yi Chengyi's side with a happy face, and tugged at his sleeve.

"Brother, let's go! Xiang Ergou should get up when it's late!" Yi Chengsan excitedly waited for his brother to give Xiang Ergou a slap to wake him up, ignoring Anderson standing behind the easel, which made the originally stagnant atmosphere It eased down, and it also gave Yi Chengyi a chance to escape from the shackles of Anderson's sight.

As if reacting suddenly, Yi Chengyi opened his mouth with a face of yes, he almost forgot such an important thing, turned his head to look at Anderson, and patted the shoulder of Yi Chengsan who was standing beside him anxiously, The shoulder of the little man who was photographed shrugged directly.

"I'm still in a hurry to slap someone in the face! Oh no... I'm in a hurry to wake someone up, someone is calling me, Anderson, let's go first!" Yi Chengyi pulled away before Anderson could respond. After Yi Chengsan ran away, when he went downstairs, he saw a foreigner in a black suit walking upstairs with a plate. Yi Chengyi guessed that he was probably here to deliver breakfast to Anderson.

"Brother, I think foreigners are so cool!" Yi Chengsan was grabbed by Yi Chengyi's wrist and ran towards Qianran's house. Not only did he not run out of breath with his short legs, but he was able to meet Yi Cheng while running art chat.

"It's pretty cool, but if you don't have money, you're just like us."

"So if you have money, you can be as cool as them!" Yi Chengsan's eyes seemed to be on fire. Today is cloudy, and Yi Chengyi really has no way to explain the shiny things in Yi Chengsan's eyes as It is the highlight cast by the sun.

"Not everyone can be as cool as they are. Do you think those coal bosses who are wearing famous brands and driving luxury cars are cool?"

Yi Chengsan thought for a while, then shook his head firmly.

"So, not only do you have to be rich, but you also have to be well-groomed to be able to finish the job."

Yi Chengyi raised his eyebrows, and laughed inwardly seeing Yi Chengsan's look of thinking but not thinking.Children always like new things, and they are full of fantasies about many things. Anderson, who can almost be called a noble person, appears in this small place and is the easiest to be imitated. However, many things are not as long as Yi Chengyi has been elusive about Dong Shi's imitation, which Yi Chengyi has been elusive in his previous life.

Xiang Qianran's home has arrived, and Yi Chengyi and Yi Chengsan came to wake people up as usual, after ringing the doorbell, Mrs. Xiang opened the door for them with a kind face, and handed them both a glass of freshly squeezed juice after entering .

"It's a bit late today, Ergou just woke up by himself."

"So even if I don't come to wake him up, he won't miss his studies because he stays in bed." Yi Chengyi obediently flattered Mrs. Xiang, even though she was telling the truth.

"This kid is self-motivated, just like his father."

Smiling to his wife, he turned to clear the dishes.

Yi Chengyi left Yi Chengsan sitting on a chair to drink juice, and passed it to him after taking two sips of his own, then walked lightly to the door of the bathroom next to Xiang Qianran's bedroom on the second floor, and saw Xiang Qianran was brushing his teeth standing in front of the mirror of the cabinet washbasin.

"Brother Ergou, I got up really early today." Yi Chengyi leaned against the door frame, looking at Xiang Qianran who was brushing his teeth quickly with a face full of irritability for getting up.

"I thought I'd go to your house to wake you up after I finished brushing my teeth." Xiang Qianran opened his mouth to brush the neat row of teeth below, and met Yi Chengyi's eyes in the mirror.

"Don't! You have strong hands, I will definitely be beaten to death!" Yi Chengyi shook his head and blinked quickly, took a sip of water from Xiang Qianran, raised his head to rinse his mouth, and then spit out the toothpaste foam.

"What happened to that foreigner yesterday?"

"Didn't I say that, he came to learn painting from my second uncle."

"Isn't your second uncle not very famous? Last time, your dad almost drove him to sleep in the pigsty. His howling was so horrible that I could even hear that sound when I was sitting at home."

Although I have never thought that the second uncle is a very dignified person, he still has to lose face in the face. He looks majestic on the surface, but in fact, those howls are more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. "My second uncle is a little poor, a little frustrated, a little useless, but he still paints very well. Although he can't sell it, it doesn't affect his personal artistic accomplishment." Yi Chengyi said positively. Helping his uncle establish his image, he said on the surface that he was defending Yi Yiqian, but in fact, there was a shadow of himself behind Yi Yiqian, even though he was completely unaware that there seemed to be more and more smudges in the whitewashed words. The darker the suspicion.

"...One by one, if I were your second uncle, I will kill you first." Xiang Qianran turned on the faucet, took a few handfuls of water and patted his face to wash, then grabbed a dry towel beside him to dry his face, and then Walking sideways by Yi Chengyi.Just when Yi Chengyi was about to turn around and follow, he caught Yi Chengyi's forehead unexpectedly.

"Oh, oh, oh! Xiang Ergou, you are crazy! What if I accidentally hit my eye just now! The nail pierced the eyeball and the blood flew directly to your face. I will have a nightmare when I see it. Hey!" Yi Chengyi yelled like he was about to explode, clutching his forehead as if he had received an attack that could cause a concussion.In fact, I was almost shot in the eye by Xiang Ergou just now. In the first 0.001 seconds of being attacked, I subconsciously thought that this is a pair of observation color and light and shadow art and beauty. True. Profound meaning. Eyes. ! ! !But the other party just picked out his ears with a calm face, squinting at Yi Chengyi with the light from the corner of his eyes, his voice was soft and leisurely, as if he was chatting casually with friends who were having afternoon tea together, and Yi Chengyi Cheng Yi's tone just now seemed to be completely opposite to the police's accusation that the murderer of my son was this person: "It was poked into the eyeball and not into the artery, so it wouldn't squirt blood at all, okay? And even if you could squirt blood, you You can't see the scene that will give you nightmares even if you put a finger in your eyeball. I just polished my nails the day before yesterday. Unless you are lying on your eyelids and desperately poking at my finger, I don't think my finger should be able to poke it. into your eyeball."

Yi Chengyi stared at Xiang Qianran back to his room with rounded eyes and half-open mouth, a little frustrated why he just thought that he would never be able to draw again after being poked blind, maybe he was not determined enough not to draw Firm, just this guy is real! ! ! ... Although I knew that Xiang Qianran was a poisonous tongue and a bad character in my previous life, if I asked him to borrow 500 yuan to pay the rent, I would be seen as illogical from being poor to being so short Connected in series to be ironic again, completely forgetting that his character was so unlovable when he was a child!Perhaps because he was oppressed since he was a child, Yi Chengyi has always been used to this kind of relationship between the two of them, but now he is a person who has been reborn, and his thoughts and will are consciously higher than the current hairy As soon as I got acquainted with friends, when faced with habitual bullying, I somehow developed an indestructible, indomitable and indelible idea of ​​​​resisting fate...Legendary sacrifice and indomitable spirit of revolutionary heroism.

All kinds of inspirational quotes and tenacity in the brain that had been played just now were constantly brushed, and Yi Chengyi comforted his brain nerves that had been oppressed by the two children recently.Xiang Qianran picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the room, and took a picture of Yi Chengyi who was standing blankly thinking about life.

"If I'm late because I'm waiting for you in a daze, you can just wait for yourself to be thrown from the school window." Xiang Qianran held his schoolbag and looked at Yi Chengyi who had been silent for a long time, then glanced at the picture on the wall. Wall clock, said calmly.Yi Chengyi glared at Qianran, and after seeing the killing intent shining in his sight that I would make you fly if you dragged on for a second longer, he retracted his gaze and trotted down the stairs all the way down the stairs with his shoulders shrunk.

After Yi Chengsan finished drinking the juice, he licked around his mouth contentedly, then lifted the glass and poured it down again, as if the frequency of shaking his arms up and down was more intense, and there would be a waterfall of juice pouring down.

Just as Yi Chengyi ran downstairs huffing and puffing after being threatened, she saw her unworthy younger brother doing stupid things.Hopelessly reaching out to cover his eyes, Yi Chengyi shook his head, it's all because of his poor education, the child is ignorant, so we can't blame him, I wish Yi Chengsan will grow into a decent and capable elite in the future... ...After thinking about it, Yi Chengyi walked up to Yi Chengsan who was still shaking the juice cup, and slapped him on the back like a fit of anger, grabbing the clothes on his back and losing his balance to the little boy who was about to fall to the ground. The child came back again.

"Is the wish before dying in the previous life to lick the juice cup! I said, can we hold back and do such a shameful thing in other people's house!"

"But I still want to drink juice..." Yi Chengsan's tongue almost reached the tip of his nose, and Yi Chengyi rolled his eyes upside down, looking like a father who hates iron.

"If you are poor, you have to be poor and have integrity. Even poor peasants should maintain their integrity in front of the landlord class! Didn't my father teach you that!"

"No..." Yi Chengsan was afraid that Yi Chengyi would kick over like Yi Dagang or grab his ear suddenly, making his eyes look pitiful and at the same time he was still vigilant about Yi Chengyi's body movements, but very soon Soon Yi Chengyi was scared out of his wits by the landlord's son's soft threats.

"Yi Chengyi, I think you want to experience the feeling of being a [-]-meter free fall." Xiang Qianran walked past Yi Chengyi, who was procrastinating and teaching his younger brother a lesson, and Yi Chengsan, who was grabbed by the collar, was the first Looking at Xiang Qianran for the first time with a golden light in his eyes, and Yi Chengyi's small body is supporting the majesty he has just established, his trousers are trembling in the cool spring breeze.

In fact, maybe only Anderson can confront Xiang Ergou. Every time Xiang Ergou oppresses Yi Chengyi like a landlord's son oppressing poor peasants, Anderson's eyes are as cold as a knife. A war at the level of a god is not at all. Yi Chengyi, a rookie who hasn't even started to scan dungeons, can intervene, but he will be wiped out in seconds if he is swiped twice by the eye knife. Adding red and blue is useless, and he dies at the beginning of the war every time. In the first four seconds, after waking up at the resurrection point, random passers-by, A, B, C, D, watched silently from the sidelines.

It's not a copy of the same level, Yi Chengyi can only scratch the wall and hate himself for why he met the big boss in the final clearance of level [-] in Novice Village, and if he added Anderson Lynn, there were only two of them! ! !

It is simply a bloody disaster in the growth history of our party's red flag flying under the roots of Zhengmiaohong and the five good pillars of youth. In the words of Zhang Banxian, a fortune teller at the entrance of the village, it is impossible to break without blood!

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