Interstellar koi raising buns

The live broadcast screen soon returned to Lin Jin.

Although only ten minutes had passed, a rough outline had already appeared on that piece of paper.

—Does anyone see what this is, it seems to be a "person"?

——It is indeed a "person", but the facial features are so strange, is it over with one stroke?I don't get it, can someone explain it to me professionally?

——This should be an abstract painting, but some places are very simple and some places are very detailed, and the people in the painting are really strange. What is the pointy head?The hair is still in circles, and the ears are so big, I can't tell what kind of planetary race it is.

——What are the two circles on the back of the "person" and on the head?

No one could answer, because no one could recognize what was painted on Lin Jin's work.

——No matter what the painting is, "Koi" has given up on himself and is really ready to hand in a painting. No matter how mysterious the painting is, it can't change the fact that it is a painting.

Lin Jin had no idea how much trouble one of his paintings had caused. He glanced at the time, almost half an hour had passed.

It's time to speed up.Lin Jin thought to himself.

I can't waste time drawing anymore, let's just draw an outline, anyway, he is familiar with it, so there is no need to be too detailed.

Thinking of this, Lin Jin's writing speed became faster, and the originally not very detailed paintings looked more unrestrained. Netizens who were watching the live broadcast saw him so casually and suspected that he really gave up on himself.

After all, the material is only paper, and even "Koi" is helpless in the face of such a problem.

Many netizens felt sorry for Lin Jin. There was only one comment that appeared without any sense of existence, and was posted without any sense of existence.

——Isn’t the drawing done on white paper? Why did he draw on red paper?Is there any mystery?

That's right, the paper Lin Jin chose was a red soft paper that was almost half the height of a person, and the other was a thick white cardboard.The two choices are different, but not many people have noticed this. The focus is almost on "this player is so pitiful", "is he going to draw a picture", and "what the hell is he drawing".

About 10 minutes later, Lin Jin's draft was finished, and he was satisfied with the draft on the red paper.

Not bad.

But the comments in the live broadcast room didn't think so.

——? ? ?What's this?Just now, I could see that it was a person who came here and now what is it? What are those crooked lines on the body and bottom?Seeing that my intensive phobia is about to attack.

——I can't see what this is at all, is Da Da really completely abandoning himself?

——At the moment when Da Da did not announce the end, I always had confidence in Da Da!Da Da is a person who can turn dirt into a miraculous person, so what is a mere piece of paper!Great work!

Just when the dispute between the two comments began, Lin Jin put down the pen in his hand, picked out a pair of scissors from the toolbox, and cut a hole in the paper mercilessly under the eyes of everyone!

All viewers watching the live broadcast: "..."

——Yes, it was a mistake, right?

——Uh...it should be. Although I drew a ghost, at least it was finished with great difficulty. Why did I suddenly want to cut it for no reason?

As soon as the comment appeared, Lin Jin didn't listen to the movements of his hands at all, and continued to "destroy" the painting inhumanely. Coupled with that expressionless face, it can be said to be utterly ruthless and hard-hearted... Uh, in short, it's inhumane!

--ah!Let go of the scissors, even though your drawing is ugly, just throw it away and draw a new one, don't waste time cutting it, the competition is over in two hours!

Lin Jin couldn't hear the roar in the live broadcast room. Not only did the scissors not stop, but he even lifted them up to study carefully, then folded them in half, and continued cutting.

After cutting out all the unpainted parts, Lin Jin rubbed his neck, lowered his head and continued cutting, but this time he was obviously more careful.Frowning slightly, the speed of the scissors also slowed down, carefully trimming along the lines drawn.

After cutting out the outline on the drawing, Lin Jin spread out the paper that had been folded in half again, and then made some edge corrections with scissors. Take out the toolbox and pick and choose inside.

He picked out several things in a row, and after studying the above descriptions, he put them back with dissatisfaction. Under the curious gazes of all the netizens, he finally found what he wanted. The jewels and jade are alluring but dare not touch them.

The netizens in the live broadcast room gasped.

——Except for the handwork, his appearance is really impeccable, obviously not the kind of stunning at first glance, but he never gets tired of watching it, and he wants to see it even more!

——Da Da’s smile just now is simply too charming!I could watch it [-] more times!

Lin Jin opened the bottle of liquid he just took, and carefully tested it on the discarded paper first.Apply a layer on the back and stick it to the thick white cardboard, then draw a circle on it with a knife, and the small circle inside can be easily peeled off when you pick it up with your fingers.

Lin Jin's eyes lit up.Much better than glue!Don't know what it's made of.

Without saying a word, he applied a thin layer on the paper he had just cut, then turned it over, and glued it carefully to the white cardboard.The round fingertips gently brushed over the red paper, as gentle and delicate as treating a lover, smoothing out the wrinkles bit by bit, until the paper was glued to the cardboard flat and without a trace of wrinkle, and it was not dry yet dry liquid.

Lin Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

——Hey, I really want to become that piece of paper, imagining big hands gently sliding over my skin inch by inch, gently blowing on my ears... so happy QAQ

——Hold on, I'm going to be hard!

--I also……

——Does anyone think that after pasting the cut red paper on the white cardboard, it is more pleasing to the eye, and it seems not so ugly?

——Sure enough, there is no such word as "failure" in the workmanship of "Koi Carp"!

——Upstairs, the original words seem to be different...

--Huh?What did he come up with?

Everyone looked intently, it turned out to be a knife!

... Putting down the scissors and taking out the knife, how much does he hate this topic.

After the baptism of the scissors just now, the audience finally understood what Lin Jin was going to do.I saw that he aimed the small tip of the knife at the line he had drawn before, carefully and neatly cut one knife after another, hooked his fingertips, and tore off the small piece of paper that was carved and threw it aside.After a while, a white surface appeared on the original red paper surface. Miraculously, the tip of the knife did not leave a trace of scratches on the paper surface underneath, which shows the profound skill of the knife.

The comment area, which had been lively because of Lin Jin's strange drawing skills and operation, fell silent again. Everyone stared at him intoxicated and obsessively, staring at the carving knife, which was only half the size of a palm, turning out silver in the palm of the man. Flowers, the knife-light silver lines outline a wonderful picture, which is intoxicating.

……

"It's less than an hour away, and I don't know how your father is doing."

Principal Veblen led the two children to hide in the shade of a tree not far from Area E, impatient and worried.

Although he has seen Lin Jin's fan, who knows what the topic is this time, and there are so many people, is it really all right?

He stood up from the chair again, walked back and forth, and looked at the door of the playing field from time to time.

"Father is absolutely fine." Lin Xiaowu turned a page of the book without raising his head, rather perfunctory.

Veblen was a bit bored, and Qian Lailai, who was restless, didn't know where to go. After looking around, she found that she sat next to a strange woman quite familiarly, and the two of them stared intently. In one place, I don't know what I'm looking at.

"Qian Lailai! What are you doing again?" Veblen picked her up speechlessly and taught her, "Why are you running around again?"

"I didn't run around, I was watching Xiaowu's father play, you let me go, Xiaowu's father is almost done!" Qian Lailai struggled to get out of the principal's hand, and immediately got next to the woman, The expression is serious and focused.

Veblen had never seen such an expression on Qian Lailai's face before, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Um?Wait, what did Lai Lai just say, watching Xiao Wu's father play?Can you see Lin Jin's game? !

Veblen hurried over, but unfortunately he didn't see anything.

"Why is there nothing?" Veblen looked at the air in front of him, confused.

The strange woman gave him a disgusted look: "Without the consent of the master of the optical brain, outsiders can't see the holographic image of the live broadcast, don't you know?"

Veblen scratched his head in embarrassment.

He was too anxious just now, he forgot.

But the woman didn't bother to talk to him, she just told him how to log in to the live streaming platform and continued watching the game with Qian Lailai.

A smelly old man still wants to share a live broadcast with her?Good idea, no way!

Veblen rubbed his nose and ran back, fiddling with his optical brain and said to Lin Xiaowu, "Stop reading, Xiaowu, come and watch your dad's live broadcast with me."

Lin Xiaowu raised his head all of a sudden, his blue eyes looked at the principal in surprise: "Live broadcast? Is there a live broadcast now?"

Veblen nodded: "Yeah, I didn't expect that the live broadcast of the handicraft competition would start during the audition, and I thought it would wait until the final. Ah, it's out!"

As soon as Lin Xiaowu heard this, he quickly turned off his optical brain, and his little head leaned over. Veblen quickly let him go, and the old and the young stared at the air in front of him intently.

Lin Jin's work has begun to finish.

The upper human figure has been completed, only the depiction of the base pattern remains.It looks like the crooked and irregular lines drawn by a child. It seems to come to life under Lin Jin's carving knife. After he finished carving the left half of the base first, various comments appeared in the comment area Doubt less.

——What is this pattern, it looks really nice.

——It should be flowers, I don’t know, it’s too abstract, not to mention that it hasn’t been carved yet, so I can’t make a conclusion for the time being.

——But it’s really beautiful, although there is still a small half of the base unfinished, but it’s really, really, really beautiful!And after staring at the people above for a long time, I somehow feel that there is a sense of sacredness and solemnity. Is it my illusion?

--No!You are not alone!I just want to kneel to it now!

——I also feel that I can save all sentient beings and be merciful from it. I said it has an ugly face before. Sorry, I was wrong!

——So what exactly is painted by “Koi”?

Still no one knows.

"This is……"

Lin Xiaowu, who was very happy to see his father, heard a low moan beside him, and turned his head strangely: "Grandpa principal, what did you say?"

"How did your father know 'it'?" Veblen pointed to the person drawn by Lin Jin on the screen, with a serious expression that he had never seen before.

Lin Xiaowu shook his head blankly: "I don't know, my father never told me. What's the matter, grandpa principal, do you know him?"

"'It' is a god." Veblen's voice suppressed his excitement, "It was predicted by the mermaid race, the god of the ancient earth."