"It's all my mother's fault, she always confiscates my things."

Xia Zilu suddenly muttered and complained.

The corners of Li Xiufeng's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart, "You can shake this pot beautifully."

But it's understandable to think about it.

Xia Zilu is now a sophomore in high school, and although her studies are not as heavy as those in her third year of high school, she is in a key high school in the city, so naturally it is impossible to be so easy.

As a parent, on the one hand, aunt Liu Jiahui may feel that girls should not be exposed to these too much, and more should be worried that she will be distracted from her studies.

Of course, this is not easy to say directly.

Ten soft girls and nine Han.

Xia Zilu, a soft girl, is obviously similar.

The task released by the system allowed herself to enlighten her and help her get out of the ideological dilemma, and it stands to reason that the embarrassment between her and her aunt has just been solved, but the task prompt has not come out, and it is obviously more than that.

Li Xiufeng looked at the sketch that Xia Zilu carefully treasured, and couldn't help but pick up a rabbit girl with a radish in her mouth to finish the sketch, and lowered her head to look at it carefully.

Gee...

This turnip is so big.

No, this radish is so white.

After snorting secretly, he put down the sketch, and his face quickly returned to a dull expression.

Xia Zilu seemed to be showing her works for the first time in addition to submission, and she stared at Li Xiufeng with some nervousness on her little face.

Seeing Li Xiufeng's "boring" appearance, a touch of frustration suddenly appeared on her face, and she lowered her head and whispered, "I knew that it was still not good." ”

"What can't be done." Li Xiufeng was stunned.

Xia Zilu hesitated, but still said the reason.

It turned out that her connector at the magazine had told her euphemistically under Xia Zilu's repeated "harassment" after the first rejection of the manuscript - what they needed was the kind of sketch that could make the blue child squirt nosebleeds at a glance, so this became the goal of Xia Zilu's unremitting efforts.

Apparently, she failed.

Li Xiufeng was stunned!

Shouldn't the setting of the blue child spraying nosebleeds be only in the comics?

Looking at the duck sitting on the floor, slumping his head and being hit by Xia Zilu, Li Xiufeng, who was slightly twitching out of the corners of his eyes, couldn't help but wonder if he should punch his nose...

In the end, he still rejected this seemingly correct choice.

"Ahem..."Li Xiufeng coughed dryly.

Xia Zilu raised her head and looked at him with some confusion on her face.

"Do you want to know why your sketch wasn't accepted?" Li Xiufeng had a honeyed smile on his face, looking like a big bad wolf who tempted Little Red Riding Hood.

Although Xia Zilu was not worried about her grandmother being eaten, she was also shrunk by Li Xiufeng's laughter, but she still couldn't help but tilt her head curiously, "Why?" ”

"Soul, your sketch lacks a soul." Li Xiufeng's face seemed to be suddenly covered with a layer of pious light.

Soul?

Xia Zilu blinked suspiciously, obviously not expecting the answer to be this.

She suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but say, "Cousin... Do you know how to draw, too? ”

Li Xiufeng took seven steps in the room with his hands behind his back, walked to the window, and looked up at the bright moon outside the window.

"To tell you the truth, I was young at the time, and I liked island comics, especially work... cough cough mouth painting, I also learned to draw in high school, and I know a little bit about it. ”

Xia Zilu looked at Li Xiufeng's back and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"That's... What does it mean to have a soul? She will be skeptical.

Dog system, rough come!

Li Xiufeng thought silently in his mind expressionlessly, and after opening the system, he glanced at the interface of the system store, and quickly pulled to the [Permanent Skill].

After discovering that the system is really an emotionally unemotional "artificial retardation", Li Xiufeng is now a little free of what he calls him in his mind.

With the help of humanized voice retrieval, Li Xiufeng easily found the [Painting] skill and clicked in.

【Painting】

Rarity: Common.

Credits: 200.

Skill introduction: A skill that allows you to manually copy nature on a two-dimensional plane.

Yo, it's quite literary.

Thinking that bunny girls should also be a part of nature, it seems that there is no problem.

"Skills need to be learned to consume 200 points, does the host choose to learn?"

Li Xiufeng just got 360 points in the afternoon, and after drawing a prize and discovering his "non-chief" physique, he accepted it when he saw it, and now there are 260 points left.

The reward for completing this task is only 200, and it also costs 200 to learn skills, which doesn't seem to be much oil.

However, considering the additional reward of more than 60% completion and the physical punishment of not completing the task, the lesser of two evils, Li Xiufeng naturally chose to study without hesitation.

There is nothing wrong with having multiple skills, not to mention that you can also brush down the worship value of Xia Zilu's humble cousin.

I have to say that the systematic skill learning is still very immediate.

As soon as Li Xiufeng confirmed his study, a strange feeling poured into his body, and his mind seemed to be stuffed with a lot of non-existent information.

"The host gains the [Painting] skill."

"Total stacks of skills: 3 stacks."

"Current Level: First Tier (0/100)"

After a while, he turned around and looked at Xia Zilu's rabbit girl again, and suddenly had a wonderful feeling in his heart that "looking at the mountain is not a mountain, and seeing the water is not water".

Hey!

I can't get interested at all!

Li Xiufeng knew that it was not that the sketch had deteriorated, but that with the improvement of his own level, the "level" of appreciation also improved.

He touched his chin, it seems that it is not unreasonable for Xia Zilu, a rabbit girl, to be rejected.

Xia Zilu looked at Li Xiufeng, who turned around and walked towards her, and was slightly in a trance in her mind, and always felt that some kind of indescribable change seemed to have taken place in this cousin at that moment just now.

The next moment, she reacted.

This is a change in aura.

"Pen and ink waiting."

"Huh?" Xia Zilu was stunned.

Li Xiufeng, who had a bottom in his heart, also relaxed, and joked, "What? Don't you want me to show you the soul? ”

Xia Zilu reacted immediately, and quickly found her usual drawing board and pen and paper.

Li Xiufeng spread out a brand new comic manuscript paper on the drawing board, and after holding the pen, he didn't use a ruler to draw at all, and began to draw without hesitation.

Xia Zilu looked at Li Xiufeng's opening, and immediately came up curiously.

The most important thing in hand-drawn comics is the use of lines.

The clever use can make the silhouette of the figure look more vivid, more vivid and three-dimensional, and even the folds on the clothes can be lifelike.

Li Xiufeng has the blessing of the system, although it is not as good as those "big touches" in the hand-drawn comic world, it is more than enough compared with Xia Zilu, an amateur high school student.

He still painted the bunny girl just now, with a focused expression, sometimes firm and sometimes soft.

Xia Zilu on the side gradually looked stunned, and her mouth quickly opened into an "O" shape.

The room was surprisingly quiet, except for the sound of silkworm-like silk spitting as the tip of the pen rubbed against the manuscript paper.

After half a ring, Xia Zilu looked at the rabbit girl drawn by Li Xiufeng, and her body trembled unconsciously.

"It's... Soul? ”

"No, it's the Light."

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