Huskies are really stupid, the purer the bloodline, the more stupid the IQ, after all, these IQs are used by huskies in exchange for their most handsome dog face.

Qin Jian vented his frustration of not being able to touch the flower fairy at will on the husky, and suddenly touched the husky.

After touching it, Qin Jian felt that he had love for Tutu again.

He walked home with the Tutu Qin Jian, and then took a chicken leg and fed it to the husky, which was regarded as a reward.

Tutu happily nibbled on the chicken legs, chewing in small bites, very unlike a husky who gobbled up.

Qin Jian stood in the backyard, looking at how big this acre was, it was already barren land.

Maybe if you have time, you can plant some fruit trees here, or you can let the huskies, not be able to destroy at will, and still be able to eat sweet fruits, which should be a pretty good suggestion.

But Qin Jian was just thinking about it, and he had no intention of acting at all, so he locked the door in the backyard, so as not to suddenly open the door and sneak out to play.

In terms of eating and drinking, Qin Jian did not treat Tutu badly, so that Tutu's small life was very happy, and only after eating and drinking enough, would the husky think about going to the brain.

Qin Jian went out, had a hearty breakfast at the breakfast shop, and then walked home and sat in front of the desk, carefully copying Tang poems and Song lyrics.

In one breath, Qin Jian wrote 20,000 words in a thin gold body, because Qin Jian had memorized Tang poems and Song poems, and he was very proficient in writing, that is, those 300 or so words, he could write clearly with his eyes closed, and his speed had also improved.

But in any case, humans are animals that don't like mechanical repetition very much, and find it very restless.

After Qin Jian finished writing 20,000 words, he happily decided to finish this morning's copying assignment for the time being.

Qin Jian was going to go out to the street to carry out the second task, which was to sketch 100 girls, and then write a Tang poem and Song lyrics with a brush.

Qin Jian, who has white skin and glows, is now also a handsome guy. He carried a black backpack with everything he needed for sketching, and a small folded army green bench.

Qin Jian drove to the magic capital, near the city center, the parking fee here is quite expensive, but this is trivial to Qin Jian, not worth mentioning.

On the side of the luxurious commercial street, Qin Jian set up a small bench and sat there.

Qin Jian also made a small white plastic table, put the sketch board on the table, sat behind the table by himself, prepared the brush, opened the black ink bottle, and Qin Jian took out the mechanical pencil.

This mechanical pencil is very familiar to college entrance examination candidates, because the refill is very thick, which can just be used to blacken the answer sheet.

The magic capital is a big city with a developed economy, so the artistic atmosphere is also very strong, and on this street, you can see a lot of experts who are engaged in street photography, and there are some guys who are painting.

Therefore, Qin Jian is not very strange in this group of people, and he will not be driven away by the patrol on the street.

But that group of street bastards, unconsciously, secretly took hundreds of photos of Qin Jian.

Although Qin Jian is not very handsome, his skin is really too white and good, even when a man sees it, he wants to come over, take a few more looks, or touch it to feel it.

Too lazy to deal with those boring guys, Qin Jian still has to be busy completing his own tasks, sketching 100 girls, which is a very time-wasting thing.

What made Qin Jian feel even more helpless, although he had obtained a good habit of soft and hard pen calligraphy and thin gold body, but in fact, Qin Jian couldn't draw at all, let alone sketch.

Fortunately, the good habit learning machine did not ask for it, what Qin Jian drew the sketch of this portrait into, as long as Qin Jian drew it, as for the portrait that was not liked, it was another matter.

The most important thing is to ask Qin Jian to write a poem with a brush, which is what the learning machine really likes.

After all, the name of this habit is called soft and hard pen calligraphy thin gold body. Since Qin Jian has a requirement to copy 100,000 words with a ballpoint pen, there will also be a requirement for writing with a brush.

To be honest, there is a rather embarrassing place, the matter of painting is a bad habit for Qin Jian, because he paints very badly.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the painting is it, the learning machine just asks for sketches, and nothing else, anyway, Qin Jian just needs to write the thin gold brush words seriously.

Which Tang poem and Song lyrics to choose, of course, Qin Jian has practice makes perfect, and he will enter the wine and speak slowly.

Writing with a brush can also be calculated, and the 100,000-word plan can be counted.

Qin Jian was ready, and then he picked up the mechanical pencil and looked at the girls who were coming and going on the street casually, actively ignoring those men.

Hey, this girl has a small round face, and the difficulty should be reduced, so I'll draw you.

Qin Jian began to write, drew a crooked circle, then drew eyebrows, eyes, nose, and then added some very irregular ones, which are considered hair, and then the body below is drawn with a big head and a small body, legs, it is very strange at all, relatively long, and crooked.

After successfully drawing the first girl's sketch, Qin Jian looked at the real person a little embarrassed and found that there was really nothing like it at all.

However, being able to be an otaku for many years, Qin Jian's psychological endurance is still very strong, it doesn't matter, he picks up the brush and dips it in ink, and then writes quickly on it, and the thin gold body will enter the wine.

After writing, Qin Jian took a look at the learning machine prompt of the learning machine, and found that he had completed the sketch of the first girl, and as long as he drew 99 more, he would already be able to succeed.

As long as the good habits are recognized by the learning machine, Qin Jian has never cared about other people's eyes.

kept watching, walking past the girls, Qin Jian selected the ones that were easier to draw, and some girls came to copy and draw them into sketches.

There are also panicked passers-by who are full of food, or they are more curious, this is sneaking, or they are peeking openly, those sketches drawn by Qin Jian are basically snickering, snickering and leaving.

Qin Jian found that it was more troublesome to finish drawing sketches and then write with a brush, so he simply prepared to draw 50 sketches first, and then write them together with a brush, which would be smoother, because when writing calligraphy, Qin Jian didn't need to think about it.

This matter was really quite a surprise, Qin Jian successfully completed the drawing of 36 sketches in less than an hour, without any difficulty at all.