"Now there are one hundred and twenty-two points, so ...... Brushes can be considered. ”

Nowadays, the points can be exchanged for various equipment and energy drinks under the [Shenxing Taibao], and the equipment currently has running shoes and sweatbands, which are enough for the time being;

Therefore, the brush can be said to be the only choice.

Buy!

One of the powerful brushes is that they can also add 1 point of painting skill.

The redemption was successful.

Just like the previous exchange for running shoes and sweatbands, the paintbrush "ran" out of Meng Fan's mind and fell on his hand, which is also very small, and will only change to a normal size when it needs to be used, and can be attached to similar items or used alone.

Seeing that there was no one left and right, Meng Fan's mind moved, and the brush became a normal size, it looked ordinary, nothing unusual, but it was fun after starting to paint.

"Pencil, hardness 9B. ”

“5B。 ”

“2B。 ”

“HB。 ”

“F。 ”

"A little harder, H. ”

"No matter how hard it is, 2H. ”

"Harder ......."

Suddenly the pencil hardness from 9B to 10H, the color of the drawing is also from thick to very light, and then play with the color pencil, and then start to play marker, needle pen, signature pen, watercolor pen and other pen models, various hardness and various diameters, in addition to brushes, pens, ballpoint pens, milk pens, gouache, highlighters, chalk, eyebrow pencils and other pens that Meng Fan may use with little chance, the conversion in the middle is basically Meng Fan's consciousness as soon as he arrives, without pause.

In the end, Meng Fan's mind moved, and it was converted into an eraser, no matter what kind of pen it was drawn, with a wave of his big hand, it was all wiped clean, leaving not even a trace!

“666！”

Meng Fan couldn't help but give this universal pen a "barrage".

I was about to switch to the accustomed F lead and seriously try the painting skills after adding 3 points, and the mobile phone got into several WeChat.

"Meng Fat, what are you running, just run, at least you have to tell me when the live broadcast will be tomorrow and what the content is!"

This is sent by "ouch is not coarse".

"Well, I'll hang up the announcement. ”

Meng Fan can't say that he is not running but is in a hurry to come out to see the system reward, and after losing several smiley expressions, he hurriedly entered the backstage of the live broadcast room and revised the announcement - the live broadcast will start at half past seven tomorrow, and the beast ear girl will be special.

"God, beast-eared girl! Obey, you can't draw men, do you?"

"Men don't draw well. ”

Meng Fan replied, picked up the universal pen and seriously drew a male protagonist in "A Dream of a Thousand Years", the character design has been there before, and then he has drawn a number of pictures one after another, very familiar, but some are not familiar with the universal pen, and there are several times halfway through the "consciousness" to the hand and it has been delayed for a lot of time.

Nine minutes.

Not counting the background and coloring, this speed of painting familiar characters is slow for Meng Fan.

"That's good!"

Meng Fan held his double-layered chin and admired it, and regretted that he had handed over the sketch of "A Dream of a Thousand Years" to Qin Gang too early.

If you use your current drawing skills, the possibility of being selected will increase a lot.

Well?

It seems that this male protagonist also has perfect places.,There's a lot.。

Is this the effect of increased imagination?

Brush brush brush, it seems to be to verify his ideas, Meng Fan took the universal pen and almost didn't stop drawing three sheets, the character design is still the original character design, but it looks much better than the original one, well, even Meng Fan himself feels great.

"Turn off the lights. ”

When Meng Fan was still unwilling to continue painting, the studio administrator began to clear the scene.

"Do you want to give it to Qin Gang?"

Meng Fan hesitated while cleaning up.

Why, why did you fall three can explain that you are forgetful, but it is not easy to explain the difference in painting skills before and after, after all, the difference between adding 3 is very easy to see in a professional of Qin Geng's level, and it is very sure that it is not the reason why Meng Fan's state is good or bad.

It's a pity not to give it.

But if you give it, the possibility of being selected will increase a lot. Not for that remuneration, just for this "qualification", the "qualification" of drawing illustrations for well-known novelists.

Multiply.

As soon as I stepped out of the studio, I received a WeChat message, which solved Meng Fan's problem.

"That's it. ”

Qin Geng sent it, concise and to the point, followed by a WeChat transfer - 5000.

"Friendship price. If you pass the quality of your paintings, you will be determined directly. ”

Qin Geng sent another one, Meng Fan naturally understood that this was the author of the novel, Xiao Ti, who sold a face to Qin Gang, of course, this premise is that the quality of the painting is up to standard.

"Dinner, please. ”

"Come on, what can I eat with you!

"I'm really losing weight o(╥_╥)o"

"You've lost it!"

"I will!"

"Huh. ”

Qin Geng directly talked to the sky with one sentence.

The selection of thirty pieces handed over to Qin Geng, it is estimated that there can be fifteen of them in the book, and the remuneration of 5,000 yuan is not much for a professional illustrator, but it is a lot for an art academy student like Meng Fan who has not graduated, and it can be said that it is quite a lot when combined with the speed at which Meng Fan brushed and brushed it in less than three days.

Meng Fan, who was in a very beautiful mood, thought about whether to buy some supper to treat himself, but finally dispelled this evil idea, but on the way back, he couldn't help but buy a bottle of evil fat house happy water, which was icy, and when he opened it, Meng Fan almost wanted to fall into a coma.

Plugging in the straw and sucking as he walked into the bedroom, his steps were frivolous to the cement on the ground.

"Stop!"

I didn't go far before I finished drinking, and I was about to find a trash can to throw a can, when a female voice came from in front of me.

"Stealing!"

The woman's voice grew sharper and sharper.

Meng Fan saw a man and a woman on the road in front, the man in front of the woman and the woman behind, it was obvious that the cry was from the girl in the back, the boy's face was extremely ugly when he heard it, he turned his head and pointed at the female voice fiercely, and then left quickly, the girl also quickly followed, the boy trotted up, and glared back at the girl: "You call it again." ”

The girl was obviously not threatened, and shouted even more sharply: "Stealing!"

"Grass!"

The boy scolded, and his feet were much faster.

Syllable!

The wide jar in Meng Fan's hand was thrown over directly, his strength was not small, and he added 1 point of strength, and after these days of exercise, it was much stronger than before, and the head was also very cooperative, and it happened to hit the boy's feet.

Hit him directly?

That's impossible.

It scared him.

That's enough.

Meng Fan took advantage of his stunned moment and rushed up, which was a tiger pounce.

The boy is about 1.78 meters, 156 meters, this height and weight are not bad on campus, but it is not enough to look in front of Meng Fan, he is pressed on the ground and does not move, if Meng Fan wants to rub it, he can rub it as much as he wants.

"What are you doing, let me go!"

The boy was stunned for two seconds before shouting at Meng Fan with an incredulous face.

"You're sick, let go of my family Fengfeng!"

The girl in the back ran over and pushed Meng Fan away and scolded, and then squatted down with a heartache and helped the boy up: "Fengfeng, are you okay?"

Meng Fan looked confused: "Are you sick, aren't you?"

"Fengfeng is stealing my heart, can't you?"

The female physique is straightforward, and there is a hint of disdain in Meng Fan's eyes that she doesn't even understand when she looks at Meng Fan.

"We're having a mess. ”

The boy was somewhat reasonable, gritted his teeth and touched his knees, and wanted to scold Meng Fan for being so ruthless but he still held it down, and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry for your misunderstanding." ”

turned to his eyes and said to the girl with a hint of helplessness and enjoyment: "Can you not be so startled all the time, every day is like taking a local video." This is an academy of fine arts, not a film and television academy!"

"But other people's hearts have really been stolen by you, and you still ignore them!" The girl looked aggrieved and shy, with some excitement.

"Other people's families, what kind of family are you, a small bridge and flowing water?"

"People are not Xiao Qiao, but people will ....... woo woo woo why are you covering my mouth, annoying!"

The boy dragged the girl away.

"Is love so scary?"

Meng Fan silently went over and picked up the wide fall jar, pinched it to the extent that it couldn't be flattened, walked through the first trash can and threw it into the second trash can.

As I walked into the dormitory, I couldn't walk lightly anymore.

I thought it could trigger a righteous and brave why.