After a while, a man wearing a painting academy costume walked over, looked at Lin Su, and said, "Is it Qi Qiang?"

Lin Su paused before nodding and saying, "That's right, I'm Qi Qiang." ”

It may be that the second dog is used to hearing it, but Lin Su is not very used to the name Qi Qiang.

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Fortunately, the person on the other side didn't see Lin Su's embarrassment, and thought that after he came to the painting academy, he was a little unaccustomed to it, and said with a smile: "Welcome to your arrival, come with me, and I will take you to your class." ”

The man smiled, and then continued: "I am the student president of the painting academy, you can call me Senior Brother Wang. ”

"Oh, okay, Senior Brother Wang. Lin Su looked around and nodded, but his mind was not by this Senior Brother Wang's side.

Sure enough, I have been mixing with other small worlds for too long, and I will still have to come to the high-level small world gangsters more in the future, and the high-level small world is really not comparable to the middle and low levels. The system of power in this small world alone made Lin Su a little overwhelmed.

It seems that the power of each law that can be sensed is much more sophisticated, and it can be seen from this aspect whether a small world is very strong.

"The paintings you saw just now are the paintings left by the seniors who graduated from each class of the academy, and if you graduate in the future, you will also leave a pair. Lin Su was slightly shocked, but he didn't expect that it was just a painting, and there were too many things in it.

And she had seen two and a half big boys draw out of thin air and then fight, but it seems that how long the drawn thing can last has a lot to do with itself, and I don't know if it's mental power or something else.

Of course, no matter what, their imagination Lin Su is still very convinced.

After all, you can't draw these things without a certain amount of imagination.

Soon Senior Brother Wang brought Lin Su's to the class of the junior class, and there were only more than 20 people in the class, most of whom were small radish heads like Lin Su. Everyone took the pen and drew on the paper seriously, and Lin Su only attracted a very small amount of attention when he came in, and the others didn't pay too much attention at all.

That's what differentiates elite universities from other institutions, where students are more qualified and easier to focus.

There was a white-haired old man sitting on the podium, and after the old man nodded to Senior Brother Wang, he pointed to Lin Su's last position. After sitting down, Lin Su found that he didn't seem to have the tools to paint, so he could only sit awkwardly in his position and watch the person next to him paint.

A little girl on the right seems to have just spent a chick and is not particularly satisfied. Feeling the gaze of someone looking at him, he didn't feel abrupt, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Su's curious gaze.

Seeing that she was empty-handed, she said, "Why don't you bring your painting tools?"

Lin Su scratched his head: "The first day I came, I didn't know what to prepare. ”

The little girl nodded knowingly, and said: "I see, I didn't know the first day, it's okay, you can go to the teaching office of the painting academy to get a copy after class, but you need to buy it yourself when you run out." ”

Lin Su nodded, they had a supply from the academy every month, and it was no problem to buy things for painting.

finally waited until the end of a class, but the little sister seemed to be very big, and the big sister said that she wanted to take Lin Su over. Lin Su looked at the little girl who was half a head shorter than him, and suddenly felt that it seemed good to learn more things in this small world.

The fart followed him, and there was an inexplicable sense of shame.

Unexpectedly, after becoming a child, my thoughts seem to be similar to those of a child. Of course, Lin Su is also proud, which shows that she is born to be able to control various roles.

After receiving a set of tools, Lin Su looked curiously at the thumb-sized tool box in his palm, such a small tool box actually contained a lot of things. This thing is actually a small storage tool.

It's a pity that she hasn't seen anyone in this small world with storage bags or anything like that after coming here for so long, it seems that their side is more diverse. Storage tools are definitely available.

After returning to the classroom, the second class happened to be the white-haired teacher above who came to check their drawings one by one. Because Lin Su didn't paint before, the other party didn't punish Lin Su, after all, he just came. After evaluating everyone, the white-haired teacher taught them on stage how to draw well, what skills they had, and so on.

"You didn't come before, to be honest, because we are still very young, so we just need to practice our painting skills, and we can do whatever we want after we are proficient. The little girl was still very enthusiastic, and when she saw that Lin Su didn't know what to do, she explained to Lin Su next to her.

Later, Lin Su learned that they were painting skills in the morning, and in the afternoon, there would be a set of exercises specially suitable for painters to cultivate their spiritual power. The reason why the things painted by the artist can appear is that the length of appearance is related to the mental power.

The stronger the mental power, the stronger the drawing will be, and the longer the events of the battle will be.

Many people don't want to offend painters, just because there are too many means for painters. It's all drawing, but the devil knows what they can draw. This gave Lin Su the feeling of being like a magic pen Ma Liang.

The things they paint can also be embodied, and the only difference is that the things they paint, there is a certain time limit for embodying, if their mental power is insufficient, the painted things will return to the paintings.

Of course, there is another way, which is to borrow external forces to charge the painting, and the specific little girl is not very clear. However, Lin Su guessed that it might be something similar to a spirit stone or a spar.

Later, the white-haired teacher asked them to spend chickens again, and Lin Su had a pen and paper and was about to start drawing. However, she was not very good at drawing before, but she could draw anyway. After carefully recalling the appearance of the fighting rooster, Lin Su began to write.

It can almost be said that it was a one-time drink.,I didn't draw it through mental power.,The main thing is that if you paint with mental power.,If you come back to life.,It's really attention.。

"Hey, why aren't you colored? When the little girl was about to put pen to paper, she saw Lin Su painting an ink painting here, and asked curiously.

Lin Su didn't know how to answer, he couldn't say that he only talked about ink painting.

In the afternoon, Lin Su came into contact with this practice of cultivating spiritual power, and I have to say that this is really a chicken rib, at least for her. According to this cultivation method, I don't know when she will be able to cultivate to her current spiritual power value.

Fortunately, talking is better than nothing, and Lin Su also wrote it down.

In this way, Lin Su went to learn to paint in the morning, and practiced spiritual power with other friends in the afternoon. I don't feel like my mental dad has grown, but my painting skills have improved a lot.

It's a pity that most of their painting skills are only visible to their shapes, but they have no gods, just ordinary paintings.

"Look, I think the attack I drew today is pretty handsome. "A daily routine drawing attack. The girl next to her finally drew a very majestic big rooster pattern.

Lin Su looked back, and the eyes of the big rooster seemed to have a bit of charm. It seems that the little girl's mental strength has improved a lot.

At least they are already able to unconsciously mobilize their mental power to paint.