The next morning, Ah Zhai still carried a sketchpad on his back, since he drew the clothes drawings to the Silvia family's clothing custom shop, he had a relatively stable income every month, so he did not simply set up a stall in one place, but began to wander the streets and alleys of Fei Leng Cui, the peasant women who set up the stalls, the proprietress of the bakery, the butchers of the philistine, the clever jugglers, the enthusiastic gypsy dancers, and the lively children...... He used his brush to faithfully record the vivid life scenes that happened in this city, and used his more and more fluent Italian to talk to them cordially, for the first time so deeply into the life of this sub-world, to experience the unique local customs, and occasionally to learn to weave carpets and other handicrafts with the dexterous peasant girl.

"Sir, I'm running into you again." On this day, the boy sat cross-legged on the street, took off the drawing board on his back and began to sketch a lame old man and an old man's clay urn on the street, and noticed that someone was standing behind him, he couldn't help but look up, it was the stranger who shared the cake with him that night, and took advantage of the bright sunshine to look at the tall young man in front of him, with thick black hair, and shining, silver-gray eyes, after staying in this era for a long time, Ah Zhai also began to learn to recognize the special occupations in this country full of faith, Although he still couldn't tell the difference between an ordinary priest and a bishop, cardinal, etc., "I didn't expect you to be a priest." ”

"What are you drawing?" The old man on the painting board sketches a few brushstrokes of the old man who is a little secluded in the bazaar, the old man on the painting is lame and ragged and full of weather, but his expression is surprisingly serene and peaceful, unlike some vassal and elegant prodigal children, Ian does have a high level of appreciation in art, in his youth he always brings several bags of gold coins every time he goes to the street, once he encounters a work that fits his eye, he will give a lot of gold coins to these wandering artists who have not yet become famous and live in embarrassment, Even though a large number of them may not be as good as they imagined, but as the power in his hands became more and more profound, he had fewer and fewer opportunities to walk around the city as he used to, and the power gave him supreme glory and also brought him a lot of comfort, so gradually he no longer carried gold coins with him.

"Hehe, I think there's something about that old man that appeals to me." The young man raised his head slightly, the sun shone down from his front, and the young man's white jade-like cheeks were like polished pearls, with a mellow beauty, which made people involuntarily hold their breath and concentrate, for fear that they would accidentally disturb this beauty.

"What is it?" Ian asked a little curiously, I don't know why he always has a different kind of tolerance for the boy in front of him, he is willing and even likes to see the boy's sly, smart smile, which reminds him of the snow-capped mountain roses blooming in the high mountains.

"I think there's a very peaceful smell in the elderly." Ah Zhai touched the tip of his nose and opened his mouth with a little excitement, this is the first time he has shared his painting ideas with others after coming here, "You see the way he moves the pottery urn, cherish it, even if it is to treat these inherently inanimate objects, I think it's great." ”

"You're very observant." Ian smiled, looking at the young man looking up for praise, I don't know why he suddenly felt a lot softer, he squatted down to the young man's side, stared at the young man's drawing paper seriously, with a little teasing, "I don't know if I can see your other works." ”

"Of course." Seeing that he was interested, Ah Zhai simply took off the backpack he was carrying, which was scattered with sketches, oil paintings, completed drafts and first drafts, all of which were works that he walked through the streets after reaching this world.

Seeing his energetic appearance, Ian couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and he sat down next to the boy on the slate, and began to carefully flip through the dated paintings, and from time to time Ah Otaku told him the real stories that happened on the picture and even behind the picture.

One by one, from the slightly jerky composition at the beginning to the naturalness of the later, through this piece of paper, he seemed to be able to touch the life of the teenager in these months, and he was surprised that most of the boy's figure paintings were painted by ordinary people, and did not focus on religion or portraits of the aristocracy like other painters, and he found that the scenes of ordinary life outlined by the boy's less refined brushstrokes were more vibrant than the works of painters who were quite popular with high society.

"Do you want to go to school?" After reading the boy's painting seriously, looking at the teenager who was standing aside nervously waiting for the evaluation, Ian only felt a soft mess in his heart, he seriously looked at the pure black eyes that were different from most Fei Leng Emerald people, and asked softly.

"Going to school?" Ah Zhai was stunned for a moment, except for the first sub-world, he hadn't been to school for a long time, and suddenly heard the man say this, but the next moment he was extremely happy in his heart, the sub-world was more or less influenced by the main world, and the development of the sub-world was more specialized, so it can be said that the art academy of this sub-world should be better than the famous art academy of Fei Lengcui during the Renaissance of the main world, and he really felt very happy to be able to study what he liked in such a place, However, when he thought of the unbelievably high tuition fees in this world, Ah Zhai soon wilted like a frosted eggplant.

"Your paintings are very good, but some of the foundation is not very solid, if you go to the academy to study seriously, you should be able to improve a lot, and the academy has a lot of masterpieces, I believe you will be able to feel that you will benefit a lot." Seeing the young man's expression, Ian instantly understood his concerns, and couldn't help but smile and rubbed the young man's fluffy and scattered half-length black hair.

“…… Actually, I really wanted to go, but I followed my father here, and my father died of a shipwreck, and I ...... I simply can't afford the tuition right now. "It's rare to have such an embarrassing time in several lifetimes, and Ah Zhai has been entangled for a long time and finally has a little embarrassment to speak.

"I haven't introduced myself after knowing each other for so long, my name is Ian Conte." Seeing that the young man frankly expressed his predicament, but did not feel inferior or cold-eyed because of this, Ian's heart was a little happier again, he smiled and stretched out his hand, and introduced himself quite solemnly.

"My name is Jin Zichu, well, you can call me Jin directly." Seeing this, Ah Zhai also smiled and stretched out his hand, although he was passive and slacking off since he came to this world, he felt that he was actually very lucky, not only met the simple and sunny Marcus, but now he also met Ian, if the former is a brother, then the latter is a confidant, especially when he was talking about the work, Ian listened carefully, and when his silver-gray eyes looked at him intently.

"Nice to meet you, Jin." Ian smiled, and the young man's voice was clear and deep, and people couldn't help but feel convinced.

"I'm glad to meet you, too." Ah Zhai looked at him with a smile, and he didn't admit that listening to a man's voice and ears were pregnant!

"If you don't mind, maybe I can fund your tuition to go to the Conti School of Art." Ian looked at the boy in front of him sincerely, originally he just had a good impression of the boy in front of him, and inexplicably wanted to get close to him, but after reading the boy's work, he quickly realized the talent of the person in front of him, the boy is like a treasure mountain, although it is only a corner now, but he can imagine the huge gains that can be achieved in the future, so he did not hesitate to open his mouth to invite.

"Yes, Ian, thank you, although I really want to go." Ah Zhai opened his mouth a little hesitantly, he felt that if he really refused this opportunity, he should really be struck by lightning, but when he thought of Marcas, he couldn't help but hesitate, he would mention that he was going to move out of his house, Marcus was very reluctant, he rarely had such a friend who was willing to stick a knife in his brother's ribs, he was really reluctant, on the other hand, he also knew that no matter how passive he was, he always had to serve the plot, if there was an accident like the previous worlds, So how sad these friends must be.

"Can you tell me why you want to give up this opportunity?" Ian's status determines that few people can refuse him, but in the face of the boy's hesitation, he showed great tolerance, and it turned out that he was willing to retreat again and again for the sake of the boy where he didn't realize it.

"I'm staying at a friend's house of mine now, and if he hadn't saved me, I'm afraid I would have been a cold corpse." Ah Zhai struggled for a moment and slowly spoke, I don't know why he always felt that the person in front of him was worthy of his trust, "I cherish this friend, and I have seen many friends who are gradually out of contact because of separation, I am afraid that we will be like this, I don't want to." ”

"True friends, they will never neglect you because of distance, they will only bless you to fly higher." Hearing the boy's words, Ian shook his head disapprovingly, "You have to trust your friends, and going to the academy doesn't mean that you can't come out, you can use your spare time to go outside to sketch and visit your friends by the way." ”

"Is that really the case?" Ah Otaku scratched his head a little puzzled, forgive him as a senior otaku, if he hadn't experienced these worlds, he was afraid that his EQ would be negative, so he really didn't have much experience in how to communicate with friends, at this time, after listening to Ian's words, he only felt like a Fenglun order, coupled with the yearning for Conte Academy in his heart, he almost immediately nodded and agreed, "...... Can you let me go back and talk to him? ”

"Of course." Ian couldn't help but nod softly when he saw him staring at him.