[Wearing the Book] After being targeted by the top school grass

Hearing the familiar voice, the headmaster lifted his spirits and turned around quickly.

Behind him, You Sichen was walking slowly with Bai Muli on his back.

That cool demeanor instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"You Sichen!" The principal's eyes lit up, he was more excited than seeing the God of Wealth, he dragged his chubby body to meet him, almost tears filled his eyes, "Ancestor, you are finally here!"

You Sichen glanced lightly at the principal of the No. [-] Middle School, and said, "Sorry."

The principal rubbed his hands excitedly, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you can come."

Lin Youshuang also came up to meet her, looked at Bai Muli who was lying on You Sichen's back with her eyes closed, and worried, "What's wrong with Bai Muli?"

You Sichen paused, and said three words expressionlessly: "He gets carsick."

The principal was stunned: "Ah, the competition will start soon."

You Sichen turned his gaze to him, "I have a request."

The principal glanced at the time and said anxiously: "Hurry up, hurry up, if you have any requirements, let's talk about it after the competition."

You Sichen was unmoved, and directly stated his request: "Soon, Xiao Li and I will make a painting together, with a drawing paper that is 5 meters long."

Hearing this, the principal was stunned, "With such a large drawing paper, you... what are you trying to draw?"

You Sichen glanced at his watch, "There is still one and a half minutes until the start of the match."

headmaster:"……"

He turned around and ran towards the referee's seat. The speed was completely out of proportion to his chubby figure.

You Sichen didn't know how he communicated with the organizer, it was only a moment before the radio rang:

"Due to special reasons, the game was delayed by 10 minutes."

As soon as the broadcast came out, there was an uproar, which had never happened in previous years.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were more or less on You Sichen.

Immediately after the broadcast, someone quickly arranged the drawing paper that You Sichen needed. In order to facilitate drawing, the editor-in-chief even specially arranged a space in the competition venue, and put a five-meter-long low table next to it. Such a drawing tool.

This battle undoubtedly attracted the attention of everyone present, and they couldn't help stretching their necks to wait and see.

Shen Yiran, who was already on the scene, stared deeply at Bai Muli on You Sichen's back, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, without even realizing that his nails were embedded in his flesh.

The organizer was very efficient, and within 10 minutes, everything was ready.

At this time, Bai Muli on You Sichen's back still hadn't woken up.

The principal couldn't help being anxious again, "This... Bai Muli, is he alright?"

You Sichen shook his head slightly, turned around behind his back and walked into the arena.

"This..." Behind him, the headmaster looked at the backs of the two and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.

In order for the organizer to delay the game, he almost called You Sichen a genius to arouse the referee's interest, and then agreed to delay it by 10 minutes.

If there is any accident...

He didn't dare to think about it any further.

Besides, You Sichen, after carrying Bai Muli on his back to the low table specially prepared for him by the organizer, he was not in a hurry to prepare, he just glanced at the painting tools in front of him.

10 minutes passed quickly, and the broadcast sounded again: "The game begins!"

The theme of the art exhibition was not limited, but the competition time was limited to three hours. When the broadcast sounded, the contestants could not wait to start painting, and the whole playground was immediately filled with a solemn atmosphere.

The only exception is You Sichen.

As if he wasn't here for the competition, he lowered his eyes slightly, and stood with Bai Muli behind his back without arrogance or impetuosity.

Seeing this, the principal outside the arena was sweating profusely, and the people in the referee's bench also showed strange expressions.

"Tick tock...tick tock..." Time passed by, and half an hour had passed, You Sichen still didn't move, and the people in the referee's bench also changed from being curious at the beginning to being dull.

The headmaster was so anxious that his back was wet with sweat.

"If this goes on, our No. [-] Middle School will be over again..."

One hour……

an hour and a half...

two hours...

At this moment, many students have completed two-thirds of their works, and the principal has gradually become numb from the anxiety at the beginning.

Damn, isn't it just the bottom?It's not that I haven't made it up, the big deal is to come back next year!

At this moment, Bai Muli on You Sichen's back suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes were clear, flashing and agile, not at all like he had just woken up.

"Hmm..." He stretched his waist and hooked the corner of his mouth, "Little boyfriend, you can start work."

The corners of You Sichen's mouth also curled up slightly, he put him down, and said in a low voice, "Come on."

Zhihun blinked: "Come on."

Outside the arena, seeing Bai Muli finally woke up, the headmaster's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again.

Now there is only one hour left before the game, can you still make it in time?

Obviously, neither You Sichen nor Zhihun in the field had this concern. The two of them picked up the large brushes next to them in a tacit understanding, walked to the two ends of the drawing paper, and started to paint.

The two painted very fast, as if what they wanted to paint had already been deeply rooted in their bones, and they could draw it accurately even with their eyes closed.

But the strange thing is that although the two are painting on the same drawing paper, they use completely different paints.Moreover, the content of the two paintings also feels completely inconsistent.

One side is full of vibrant colors, and the other side is a slightly gloomy dark gray.

It is said that experts watch the doorway, and laymen watch the fun. The people in the audience don't know why, but the people in the referee's seat sat up straight and watched closely the every move of Sichen and Zhihun below.

Although the two of them can't see what they are painting so far, anyone with a little wink can see that what they are painting is definitely not ordinary.

You Sichen painted a gloomy ink-gray color, and Zhihun painted vibrant colors. The two of them never stopped at the beginning of writing. The skillful movements seemed to have been rehearsed countless times.

As time ticked by, the two gradually approached the center of the paper from both ends of the paper.

When the time came to the last 10 minutes, two-thirds of the five-meter drawing paper had been completed.

In the last 15 minutes, Zhihun stopped writing.

He paints the colored side.It was a lifelike peach blossom grove, a tall and slender figure stood under the peach grove, petals floating all over the sky lingered around him, the picture was warm and very beautiful.

Although the painting is vivid, it somehow feels like something is missing.

You Sichen stopped writing until the last 10 minutes.

You Sichen painted the dark gray side.It was a gray starry sky, and a slightly slender figure stood in it, surrounded by lifeless stars.

Under the comparison of the two sides, one side appears illusory, while the other side becomes more and more real.In the painting, two figures stand facing each other between illusion and reality. There seems to be an invisible barrier between them. They found each other through the endless void, and they both stretched out their index fingers. Through the invisible barrier, they touched Together.

It is clearly two paintings with completely different moods, but when they are combined together, they seem to be natural, wonderful and shocking, which makes people get goosebumps.

Outside the arena, everyone who had seen the whole painting clearly stood up unknowingly.

You Sichen and Zhihun looked at each other, the corners of their mouths slowly curled up, and said softly, "Come here."

Zhihun winked at him, picked up a brush and wrote two large characters on the upper right side of the painting: Hungui.

After finishing the last stroke, there was a sudden gust of breeze, and everyone present could faintly smell the fragrance of peach blossoms.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience: "My God, am I not dazzled?"

Above the playground, a group of colorful butterflies, as if smelling the fragrance of peach blossoms, flapped their wings and flew to the peach forest in the painting, dancing back and forth over there.

"Chirp..."

"Chirp..."

A burst of birdsong came.

People look up.

Above the playground, a group of sparrows scrambled to fly, and finally hovered cheerfully over the five-meter-long painting like no one else was there.

The crisp birdsong resounded throughout the playground.

And everyone on the playground was completely stunned at this moment.

They had never seen such a scene.

A painting not only attracts butterflies to dance, but also birds to sing, which is simply a rare spectacle in a century.

Zhihun and You Sichen looked at each other, both of them were surprised, obviously they were not expecting the scene in front of them.

The reason why they were almost late today was because they studied the painting almost until dawn last night.

Hungui actually refers to the fusion of Zhihun and Bai Muli, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the two people in the painting are actually You Sichen and Zhihun.

The former represents reality and the latter represents illusion.

For this competition, both Zhihun and You Sichen are bound to win, for the aura of the protagonist.

But attracting butterflies and birds like this is completely unexpected.

This was undoubtedly a surprise.

After about 5 minutes, the butterflies and birds gradually dispersed.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Clap clap clap..."

I don't know who took the lead to applaud first, and enthusiastic applause followed.

Compared to the shock and astonishment of others, Shen Yiran, who was still on the field, was full of gloom. If eyes could kill, Zhihun would have been dead by now.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

I saw Zhihun's whole body slowly exuding a golden light that was so faint that it was almost invisible.

"The aura of the protagonist?" Shen Yiran couldn't believe his eyes, "How could he have the aura of the protagonist?"

The pirated version hidden in his clothes was also shocked at the moment, "It's that painting!"

Seeing that the golden light was getting stronger and stronger, Shen Yiran's face was distorted with jealousy, "Quickly, stop him for me! Don't let him be the protagonist!"

Pirates hesitated a bit, "But my dream space is not yet perfect, and introducing them now will cause many unknown factors, and even I will not be able to control it at that time..."

"I don't care!" Shen Yiran roared, "Do you want me to watch him become the protagonist of this world?"

Bootleg: "But..."

Shen Yiran's face was full of ferocity: "Either bring them in now, or you and I will break up!"

Piracy: "..."

It had to agree: "Okay, you go to them now."

Shen Yiran took a deep breath, and strode towards You Sichen and Zhihun.

He can't wait for a moment!