The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

At the same time, the imperial painter training base in a barren galaxy also became active.

The most talented children in the entire galaxy are gathering in the painting classroom with big panda eyes, fried hair and disheveled clothes.

Some of them have just been picked up from their sleep, and some of them have just fallen asleep not long ago. Anyway, no matter what the situation is, they are now possessed by the god of sleep and very sleepy.

Some students wanted to cry without tears: "Teacher, didn't you train for a long time during the day, why did you wake us up to draw in the middle of the night?"

The C-level royal painting tutor said with a serious face: "Of course I didn't ask you to get up and draw. You should immediately open the star network and click on the link I sent you."

Despite the confusion on the faces of the students, they did as they were told.

After a while, they made a burst of surprise.

"Live live painting in the middle of the night, this person is really excited!"

"I have four hands? What a strange name this man has."

"I've heard people talk about this Taobao shop. It seems to be opened by an A-level imperial painter. There are one to three new works in the shop every day. Although the goods are small, each painting will be evaluated as superior, which is very rare and precious. .”

"Let me tell you, high-level imperial painters are generally not short of money. This boss must be too boring in real life, so he just opened such a shop for fun."

There was a lot of chatter and discussion, and the students found that the instructor didn't say a word, just lowered his head and took a notebook to write and draw something.Everyone stretched their heads out of curiosity, and there was an uproar all of a sudden.

The teacher is taking notes!

After experiencing the initial sluggishness, everyone immediately came to their senses without the need for a teacher to remind them.

No one talked and laughed anymore, and no one thought about going back to the room to sleep.Everyone at the scene opened the canvas and notebooks at the same time, with excitement and excitement written all over their faces, wishing to go directly into the three-dimensional space and paste them to observe.

This is the painting scene of high-ranking royal painters, and they can even interact with the bosses through bullet screens and ask questions that they don't understand.To put it bluntly, it is very likely that such a great good thing will only happen once in a lifetime, so if you miss it, you may regret it for several years.

There are countless situations similar to this. Many people got up from the quilts, yawned non-stop with panda eyes on their faces, and stood in front of the star net anxiously.

People from all walks of life gathered one after another, warriors, repainters... Of course, more of them were royal painters.

Obviously it is the rarest profession in the entire empire, but at this time it has become the composition with the largest number of people in the live broadcast room.

"What kind of fruit is Sishouda going to draw this time?"

Seeing this barrage scrolling past, Xi Qingyin was stunned for a moment before reacting.In the past, for the convenience of drawing, many of the paintings sold were fruit sketches, so these people may take it for granted that he should draw fruits this time.

The cat stretched out its paws, and typed twice on the keyboard with difficulty.

[Today, instead of drawing fruits, draw animals. 】

Draw animals?

Many viewers in front of the star network were a little dazed. They were used to the simple sketches drawn by the shopkeeper, but they suddenly raised the difficulty, and they really couldn't react.

Xi Qingyin didn't give the audience too much time to react. He directly turned off the barrage of demons dancing wildly, turned around and used his mental power to control the Maomao brush.

As usual, the first step in painting is to draw in the mind first.

Closing his eyes, the scene that was still fresh in his memory slowly emerged in the darkness.

The trees were lush and green, the birds were circling and flying, and the sun was just right. A group of people gathered on the garden corridor and discussed face to face.If you look closely, you can see someone pointing at his work, with insulting words and disdainful expressions, and a circle of people pointing at the painting, laughing to and fro.

When everyone pointed their sharp thorns at him, one person stood up and pressed forward step by step, while a group of people on the opposite side retreated step by step.

As soon as he entered and retreated, the man said loudly: You just want to step on each other, why bother to find so many reasons?

Yes, when the video smearing him first appeared, Xi Qingyin also felt unwilling and angry.

Before the truth of the matter was found out, he was hastily given a 'death penalty', and then the whole network vented maliciously on him, and no one was willing to listen to his explanation during the process.Thinking about it now, isn't it just looking for an outlet to vent your negative emotions crazily?

Master Yuhuashi, who was out of reach in the past, can now be scolded by everyone, and no one will punish him. What are you waiting for, if you don't come up and scold together, don't miss this opportunity!

The cat made a purring sound from its throat, and the blue vertical pupils flickered along with it, causing the entire inheritance land to become noisy.When the anger accumulated to the extreme, it seemed that the voice of the only person who protected him sounded in his ears.

——No matter how good the painting in your hand is, it is not as good as mine.

Look, not everyone is instigated by the villain, isn't there a clear-headed person?

There will always be people who believe he is innocent, just as there will always be people who still love him.

After a few breaths, Xi Qingyin slowly opened his eyes.

The tip of the Maomao brush first turned into a charcoal pencil, and after a pause, it slowly turned into a 4B pencil.

When drawing with charcoal, the lines are generally thick and thick. If the emotion of painting is full of hatred and hatred, then charcoal is suitable.But Xi Qingyin quietly changed the pen, somehow, as soon as he thought of the picture in his mind, his first reaction was not hatred, but gratitude and complexity.

4B is a model with moderate hardness and moderate graphite concentration among pencils. It is suitable to use at this time.

After deciding on a brush, the next step is drafting.

Xi Qingyin did not directly draw a full-body portrait of Rong Yunjing blatantly, but changed his thinking very cleverly, comparing it to a golden peacock in his heart, which is exactly what he meant by painting 'animals' to the audience .

When he first started drawing the prototype, he was still a little worried, so he tilted his head and glanced at the comment area.

People watching the live broadcast were full of confusion, guessing wildly what kind of animal it was.When the chicken shape and feather crest were outlined, some people guessed whether it was a phoenix or a pheasant. It was not until the tail feathers came out that everyone suddenly realized that it was a peacock!

Seeing that most people were discussing the peacock's body and appearance, and no one was thinking about anything strange, Xi Qingyin felt relieved and stopped looking at the comment section.

"The light-dark boundary of the peacock's body should be more obvious, and then pay attention to the projection. Including the texture depiction on the feathers, it is best to make them all different but somewhat similar invisibly. The most important thing is the tail feathers, which must be the same as that of the peacock. Gorgeous and shining like a golden peacock, with a gentle and aggressive atmosphere!"

I silently read these precautions in my heart. As time goes by, this peacock gradually becomes lively. Once the shadows and highlights are strengthened, it seems to be vivid on the paper.

the other side.

The teacher put away the notes and asked seriously: "The shop owner has already started to perfect this painting. What do you think should be the value of mental fluctuations in this painting?"

The students were still immersed in the process of painting in the three-dimensional space just now, and did not return to their senses for a long time.

Someone exclaimed: "It's the first time I've seen someone use the brush into a painting so smoothly, and the spiritual power of this work is at least 60!"

Immediately someone raised a different opinion: "70, his previous works are all over 70."

Some people frowned, and guessed in disbelief: "The previous fruit sketches were more than 70, but this time it is an animal, maybe it can be over 80?"

The teacher shook his head mysteriously and said: "You are all wrong, his painting still can't pass 80."

The students were stunned: "Why?"

"This work is skilled in painting skills, smooth in writing, smooth transition of light and shade, and skillful in drawing with the spirit, it is these advantages that make this painting rank among the top works. But the author has a fatal problem, it is this huge Mistakes stopped him there."

After a pause, the teacher pointed to the star network interface, and said arrogantly: "The left frame of the whole painting is a peacock, and there is nothing on the right. The mental power is all shifted to the left, and this is his problem!"

Hearing this, doubts suddenly appeared on the faces of the students.

The fluctuation of mental power can reach around 7 or 80. According to this level of painting, the owner is basically an A-level royal painter and has no chance to escape.And their teacher is only a C-level imperial painter, it doesn't mean to look down on them, there is indeed a big gap in key strengths, it doesn't make sense that their teachers can see the problem at a glance, the boss is still in the dark.

Soon, someone pointed out the same problem in the comment area.

"Four hands are big, there is such a large space on the right side of your painting, do you save it for the next painting?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh a new, I'm going to order this painting!"

"You don't care why there is a lot of space next to the master. Anyway, this painting has at least 70 mental fluctuations. It is priceless on the market, so don't rush to grab it!"

Xi Qingyin glanced at the comment area, and after finishing the last stroke for the peacock, she tapped the keyboard calmly.

[I haven't finished the painting yet, what's the hurry. 】

"Pfft..." Many people who were drinking water spewed out immediately.

The instructor opened the notebook again in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "The boss's world cannot be judged by common sense. The analysis just now treated me as farting. Let's continue to observe and take notes hahahaha..."

The students all lowered their heads to hide their smiles. It turned out that the boss didn't make a mistake at all, but his own consciousness was ahead of everyone else!

Perhaps it was because the peacock was painted just right, and Xi Qingyin wrote very quickly in the next painting process without any pause.

He first added raging fire on the right side of the drawing paper. The sketches cannot be colored, but he can use light and shade to express the layers of the flames, thereby increasing the sense of realism.After finishing the painting of the flame that signifies a 'strong enemy', Xi Qingyin moved the brush to the side of the peacock, and added a kitten with its tail behind it.

The cat was covered in bruises, its ears drooped and curled up, its eyes full of panic and injury.The flames were in front of him, only the golden peacock in front of him stood upright, using its tail feathers to prop up a splendid sky for him.

If the golden peacock in the painting is Rong Yunjing, then only adding these two indispensable embellishments is Xi Qingyin's initial thought and inspiration.

All of a sudden, he seems to have suddenly felt the mistakes of the previous Chinese painting, but he is not completely sure yet.

Under the attention of everyone, Xi Qingyin clicked the evaluation button, and seeing the expected barrage in the live broadcast room, he couldn't help but get excited in his heart.

This time's sketch...can it meet Heitaizi's standard?

The author has something to say: #今天的情话#

Queque: No matter how good the painting in your hand is, it is not as good as mine.

Miaomiao: I drew a picture, but I see you all over my eyes.