When Viagra ordered Gangzi to find someone to keep an eye on Tang Yin, in the temporary stronghold of the Shura Gate in Longmen City, the envoy looked down expressionlessly.

"Master Zhang, did you have an action last night?" the envoy He Jingtian looked at Lord Zhang.

"Yes!" Zhang Duo's face changed, he didn't expect He Jingtian to notice it so quickly, it was really unexpected for him.

"What action?"

"I found a Yin Spirit, and I was about to capture someone and bring it to the envoy. ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid you want to send the chief helm back directly to invite merit, right?" He snorted coldly, not giving Zhang Duo face at all.

The Yin Spirit Body, for the Shuramen, is a very important special physique, and anyone who can discover it can be said to be a great achievement.

If it is sent directly to the helm, the credit belongs to the master of Zhang Helm alone, on the contrary, if it is sent through him, the credit is bound to be shared.

"Don't dare!" Zhang Helmsman lowered his head, he really planned to send back the chief helm to invite merit.

When he sent someone to carry out the task, he had repeatedly explained that he must keep it strictly confidential, and he didn't want to be noticed by He Jingtian, he immediately realized that it was a big trouble, because the Longmen rudder was almost ended, and the chief rudder would send He Jingtian to supervise the reconstruction.

Before the rudder is rebuilt and on the right track, although he is still the helmsman of the rudder, he has to be under the control of He Jingtian, and he is the second person.

In case He Jingtian is completely annoyed by him and makes a move in reporting to the helmsman, I'm afraid he won't be able to continue to be the helmsman.

"The Yin Spirit Body is very important, there must be no mistakes, where are people now?"

"I'll get in touch right away!"

At this time, the people watching the sunrise from the observation deck also began to retreat, after all, the observation deck is just a square, and there is no good view.

The students of the art academy began to set up sketches one after another.

"Tang Yin, we're going to take a tour around, do you want to go together?" asked Tang Yin in Su Wanwan.

"I'm waiting for you at the observation deck!" Tang Yin glanced at it, Su Wanwan and the other three girls who had slept with him were all women.

Since it was the four of them together, Tang Yin didn't plan to mix with them.

Tang Yin walked behind the students of the art academy, and he planned to see if there were any seedlings worth cultivating, so that he could get to the studio he was building.

The students of these art academies have a deep foundation, at least their painting skills are solid.

"I think when dealing with the vista of this painting, it is enough to pass it in one stroke, and there is no need to waste pen and ink!"

"I think we should carefully carve it, although it is a vision, it only plays a foiling role, but we can't ignore the role of the vision!"

There were two boys from the art academy who began to discuss the unfinished painting of a thin boy.

The main body of the painting is a pine tree, and everything else is set off.

The thin boy has a very deep foundation, at least in Tang Yin's opinion, among all the students of the art academy present, his foundation is the deepest.

Because of the handling of the vision, the two boys have their own opinions, and neither of them can say anything for a while.

Drawing is not like writing with a pencil, and if you make a mistake, you can erase it, and you can't convince anyone to put it down.

"I think what you two said makes sense, why don't you synthesize it?" After stopping to look at it for a while, Tang Yin expressed his opinion.

"Who are you?" the two boys argued, only to realize that there was an audience behind them.

Looking at Tang Yin, they remembered, it seemed that Tang Yin also came to see the sunrise last night, and he didn't go down the mountain like them.

"I also learned to draw, so I would like to express my personal opinion

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"You said that we should synthesize our opinions, how do we synthesize them?" The thin boy frowned, thinking that what Tang Yin said did not make any sense at all.

He still insisted on his opinion, and the vision should be carefully crafted, not brushed aside.

"It's probably not clear, if you don't mind, I can draw it directly!" Tang Yin looked at the thin boy.

"You paint?" The thin boy looked at Tang Yin, a little skeptical.

With Tang Yin's height and size, he said that Tang Yin practiced sanda and taekwondo, this kind of sports, he would believe it at the first time.

But Tang Yin said that he was a painter, so he was skeptical.

Although you can't judge people by their appearance, Tang Yin's majestic body is really suitable for practicing sports.

"You're just sketching now, and even if I draw it wrong, it won't make much of a difference, won't it?" Tang Yin asked with a smile.

The beautiful boy's painting skills are good, and a trace of aura can be seen from the painting.

Although it can't be compared with his Grandmaster Pass, he is at least quite talented, and if he is trained, he may become a generation of masters.

Because of this, Tang Yin planned to show his hand, and then take the opportunity to recruit him.

"It's okay, at most, it's just a waste of drawing paper!" Hearing Tang Yin's words, the handsome boy handed the paintbrush in his hand to Tang Yin.

Whew!

After taking over the brush, Tang Yin did not hesitate at all, and completed it with a few simple strokes.

Yes?

The two boys exclaimed at the same time, and their four eyes stared at the painting in front of the beautiful boy.

Before Tang Yin started painting, the pine trees drawn by the beautiful boy could only be said to be decent, at most a little brilliant.

After Tang Yin started painting, it was still the pine tree painted by the beautiful boy, but it seemed to come to life, as if it was swaying in the breeze.

Tang Yin's Liao Liao's few strokes actually raised the whole painting by more than one grade.

"Hey, Xiao Jun, your painting skills have improved a lot!" Just as the two boys were shocked, a man's voice sounded behind him.

"Hello Teacher Weng!" the two turned their heads to see a man in his fifties behind them, and greeted him at the same time.

"Okay, Xiao Jun, you have a good drawing, especially these few strokes are simply the finishing touch, even the teacher does not have this kind of painting skills. Teacher Weng kept his attention drawn, and only nodded in response to the question marks of the two students.

Rumble!

Xiao Jun's face suddenly turned red, because the only few strokes pointed out by the teacher on this painting were not from his pen.

At the same time, he no longer has any doubts about Tang Yin's claim to be a person who learns painting, and these few strokes can show Tang Yin's skills.

Not only him, but even their teacher Weng is not as good as Tang Yin's attainments in painting.

"Teacher, I didn't draw those strokes!" Xiao Jun took a deep breath.

"It's not you, is it Wei Feng?" Hearing Xiao Jun's words, Teacher Weng looked at the boy next to him.

"I didn't paint it!" Wei Feng hurriedly denied that his painting skills were not even comparable to Xiao Jun, let alone the magic brush on the painting.

"Teacher, this gentleman painted it!" Xiao Jun hurriedly pointed to Tang Yin.

"Mr. Tang, is it you?" As soon as Teacher Weng turned around, he saw a tall young man, and immediately recognized Tang Yin.

"Hello Mr. Weng, do you know me?"

"In the ring competition between Mr. Tang and Sino, one of the judges was a teacher from our school, and I was also in the audience at that time. Teacher Weng was a little excited.

"Teacher, do you know Mr. Tang?" Seeing Teacher Weng's excited expression, Xiao Jun felt very strange.

Teacher Weng rarely has such a table of excitement

Love, he has only seen it once, that is, when he first entered the school, the great painter who walked out of Longmen, Master Tang was invited by the school to make a report, and when Teacher Weng greeted Master Tang, he was as excited as now.

Looking at Teacher Weng's expression, he knew that Tang Yin was by no means an ordinary person.

Tang Yin is so young, but he has such high painting skills, which makes Xiao Jun very envious, and he also hopes to become a famous painter.

"Let me solemnly introduce that this is Mr. Tang Yin Tang, the only painter in China who is sure to have a grandmaster pass, just like Sifeier, who you all know, is known as the first person of the new generation in the contemporary art world, and has become Mr. Tang's subordinate not long ago. Teacher Weng's mood gradually calmed down.

What the?

Hearing Teacher Weng's introduction, Xiao Jun and Wei Feng could put an egg in their mouths.

Who is Sfeier?

They are learning to paint, and there is no one who does not know, the first person of the new generation in the world of painting, and even has the title of future painting master.

Every young person who learns to paint has Sfeier as his ultimate goal.

But now their instructor told them that Sfeir had been defeated, and that the man who had defeated him was at hand.

"Teacher, what you said is true?" Although he knew that Teacher Weng would not lie to them, Xiao Jun confirmed again in disbelief.

"Haven't you already learned Mr. Tang's magical painting skills just now?" Teacher Weng was not surprised by the students' suspicions.

For those who have never seen Tang Yin's paintings with their own eyes, it is difficult to imagine how amazing Tang Yin's paintings are.

Just like just now, Tang Yin just made a few strokes of Liao Liao, and turned a practice painting of his student Xiao Jun into a rare and high-quality masterpiece, you must know that it is more difficult to change someone else's painting than to redraw a painting, and Tang Yin did it easily, which shows how high Tang Yin's ability is.

"Mr. Tang, I don't know if you have time to point out my students?" said Mr. Weng cheekily after the introduction.

Although he was more than twice as old as Tang Yin, in front of Tang Yin, he didn't dare to call himself a teacher at all.

No matter in any industry, it is the master who is the teacher!

Good!

Tang Yin nodded, he just wanted to get acquainted with the students of the art academy, first to get acquainted with each other, and it would be convenient for him to recruit in the future.

So he spent nearly an hour giving some guidance to the 27 art students who came to the observation deck to sketch.

Inheriting Zhou Donglin's century-old experience of learning painting, coupled with being a clever appraiser himself, Tang Yin has a pair of sharp eyes.

One glance at the students' drawings shows them where their weaknesses are, and they benefit greatly from pointing them out.

Even Teacher Weng, who has been following Tang Yin, feels that he has benefited a lot.

"Teacher Weng, can I talk to Xiao alone?" After pointing out one by one, Tang Yin found Xiao Jun.

"Of course!" Mr. Weng then turned and walked away.

"Xiao, what are you going to do after graduation?" Coming to the edge of the observation deck, Tang Yin looked at Xiao Jun, who was a little apprehensive.

When Xiao Jun and Tang Yin first talked, they didn't know Tang Yin's true identity, so of course they wouldn't think too much.

And now it's different, Tang Yin is the one who defeated Sfeier, and Teacher Weng is respectful to Tang Yan, so of course he should be more respectful.

"I haven't thought about it carefully, I should continue to be a painter, right?" Xiao Jun was stunned for a moment when asked.

"I'm going to open a private studio, and I'm going to sign some potential young painters, and I'll give you regular guidance, and I'm now officially inviting you to come to my studio, what do you think?" Xiao Jun's spirituality when painting made him the first person Tang Yin took a fancy to.