In early spring, the spring is cold and the trees spit out new shoots.

Lin Tianyang stood in front of the Qingjiang Art Museum in a daze, looking at the notice in his hand, very sad.

There are only about 30 words on the notice, and the word "dismissal" is very conspicuous.

"Where's the cheater, who was fired as soon as he crossed over?"

Lin Tianyang was very helpless.

He was originally an advertising designer, and he was working overtime in the company last night, driving the computer to use PS software to produce advertisements for customers, but the computer was sparkling, and he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he lost all consciousness.

When he woke up again, he had already arrived in this world called Tianyan Continent and became a sixteen-year-old boy with the same name as him.

The Tianyan Continent is similar to the world described in the online novels of the previous life, with warriors flying all over the sky, monsters crawling everywhere, and strong earthquakes are respected!

The strongest person recognized by the world is the painter who is known as the "Chosen One"!

After the painter enlightens the Tao with Danqing, he can master the aura of heaven and earth, and with the help of the painting, he can evolve the supreme supernatural power, and its power is unparalleled in the world.

The heavenly runes are infinitely useful, not only can they call the wind and rain, move mountains and reclaim the sea, but also can be engraved on weapons and equipment, improve the level of equipment, endow them with all kinds of wonderful magical powers, cultivate into advanced painters, and can directly apply the heavenly runes on the battlefield, temporarily improving the overall strength of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

Because of this, the painter has a transcendent status on the Tianyan Continent, and the major dynasties respect the painter, and the strength of a dynasty directly depends on the strength and number of painters in their own country.

And the original Lin Tianyang is a ...... who aspires to become a painter A scumbag boy.

After a period of memory fusion, Lin Tianyang had completely grasped the situation of his predecessor, and suddenly felt that there were 10,000 alpacas running wild and trampling on his fragile mind!

This guy is definitely the saddest art gallery student in Mobei City!

At the age of six, he entered the Qingjiang Art Gallery to study painting, spent ten years learning painting skills, never passed the exam, and could not even see the threshold of the painter, and repeated the grade for ten consecutive years.

Lin Tianyang, who was hit hard, became cowardly, and became silent on weekdays, becoming a bully bag, his grades deteriorated, and he fell to the last place in the assessment at the end of this year, and was directly expelled from the art gallery.

The moment he got the dismissal notice, he fainted and never woke up.

This is why there is now Lin Tianyang.

"What is this called? A student died violently after being expelled from the school, this is in the previous life, absolutely on the rhythm of hot searches every minute!"

"Even if you die, why do you want to pull me over to wipe your ass?"

Lin Tianyang tried his best to complain about his predecessor, I don't know if it was a pity or an annoyance.

The predecessor has gone west, and the sad life still has to be faced by him.

"You have to think of a way to stay first, if you are expelled as soon as you cross, how will you mix in the future?" Lin Tianyang looked at the signboard of the Qingjiang Art Gallery and pondered: "Only by staying in the gallery and continuing to practice painting can you become a painter, but what should I do?"

His work in his previous life was related to painting, Tianyan Continent respected painting, and the painter was revered as a god, and when he thought of the painter's various magical methods, he only felt that his blood was boiling.

"There's really no way!" Lin Tianyang thought for a long time and didn't come up with any good way, his heart was full of chagrin: "Isn't it okay to die in the gallery with peace of mind? If they want to be fired, they can only expel a ghost ......."

Halfway through the complaint, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

"There may be another way...... Lin Tianyang rolled his eyes a few times, and he hesitated a little: "But in that case, I'm afraid that the face is really unavailable!"

No matter what, it's all people who have died once, and what do you want to do with such a thing!

This world has always laughed at the poor and not at the prostitute, if he is really expelled, can he still have a face?

Lin Tianyang made up his mind, clutched the notice in his hand, and resolutely walked into the Qingjiang Art Gallery.

Facing everyone's strange eyes all the way, he quickly climbed the second floor and came to the door of the teaching office.

Taking a few deep breaths, trying to make himself look pitiful, he knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in!"

A majestic voice came from inside the room.

Lin Tianyang pushed the door in, and at a glance saw the middle-aged fat man sitting behind the yellow wood desk.

The middle-aged fat man was dressed in a dark green robe, with a big head and a fat face, and two mustaches, which was the steward of the Qingjiang Art Museum, Chen Hongde.

On the notice of dismissal, it is his seal.

"Lin Tianyang?" Chen Hongde couldn't help frowning when he saw that it was him: "You have been fired, what are you going to do!"

Lin Tianyang tried hard to cry and mourn, constantly imagining his feelings when he went to the grave: "Steward Chen, I want to stay and continue to study!"

"Impossible!" Chen Hongde looked contemptuous and condescended: "If you stay in the gallery, it will only ruin our reputation! Get out of here!"

Nima, what kind of attitude is this?

Who did Lao Tzu recruit to provoke whom, so unpopular with you?

Lin Tianyang gritted his teeth in anger, but still pretended to be pitiful: "Steward Chen, in fact, I have something to look for you......"

"Hurry up if you have a fart, don't you see that I'm busy!" Chen Hongde's eyes were full of disgust, and he slowly picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"I want to die. ”

Lin Tianyang quickly threw out three words.

"Poof!" Chen Hongde squirted out a mouthful of tea, choking him and coughing, and lost his voice: "What did you say!"

"I want to die!" Lin Tianyang emphasized in an accentuated tone, very sad: "I worked hard for ten years, I didn't learn anything, and now I'm fired, what's the point of living like a waste like me?"

He had a pitiful face, and there was a mysterious aura all over his body: begging for comfort, begging for hugs......

Chen Hongde looked at him stunned, and the yellowish tea kept dripping down his mustache.

"This waste is bullied every day, but the little coward, can't really stand the blow of being expelled and has the will to die? No, if he is allowed to die here, it will be a big scandal!"

His brain was spinning rapidly, and he couldn't help but be a little panicked in his heart, and sat up straight unnaturally: "This, God, you are still young, you see, life is so beautiful......"

"There is no beauty," Lin Tianyang interrupted him with a full of grievances: "My hope for the future has been buried in the cemetery by this notice, my soul has been ruthlessly torn apart by it, and my fragile heart has been forcibly ruined by it, I ...... I really don't want to live anymore!"

At the end of the words, a few miserable sobs appeared in time, and those who heard it were sad and those who saw it were moved.

Cold sweat quietly oozed from the corners of Chen Hongde's forehead, there were no less than 100 students in his hands, and he really hadn't seen anyone who was expelled and asked for death, which made him a little overwhelmed.

"Tianyang, you just can't figure it out for a while," Chen Hongde comforted him helplessly, and forced a smile and coaxed: "It's better for you to go home first, let your sister persuade you well, and you will be fine." ”

Chen Hongde's idea is very simple, as long as Lin Tianyang is deceived from the art gallery, whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with the art gallery.

"Sister?"

Lin Tianyang's acting skills were fully online, and he muttered weakly, and immediately cried: "I'm sorry for my sister! She has such high hopes for me, but I was actually expelled from the art gallery! What face do I have to meet her, no! I can only apologize with death!"

Nima, don't play like this!

Chen Hongde was made to cry without tears by him, this waste is asking for death, if you want to die, what are you doing here!

But no matter how disgusted he was, he didn't dare to let Lin Tianyang die like this, otherwise the reputation of Qingjiang Art Gallery would definitely suffer a major loss.

"Tianyang, it's better to be like this, I heard that the scenery of Biyuan Lake outside the city is very good, where do you go to relax?"

Chen Hongde's voice was very tempting, the scenery of Biyuan Lake was not bad, but the water of the lake was three feet deep, and he didn't know how many bones were buried, he just wanted to trick Lin Tianyang out now, so he wouldn't care about his life or death.

"Go out?" Lin Tianyang stood up abruptly and said impassionedly: "No! I'm not leaving! I've been studying in the gallery for ten years, this is my home, my classmates are my family, and I'm going to die here!"

"I'm going to hang myself at the door of the gallery, so that all my classmates can see my body when they go to and from school, so that they can always remember that even if I am a ghost, I am still studying with them!"

"I want everyone in the North City of Momo to remember that there was once a Lin Tianyang who sacrificed his life for his beloved painting path!"

"I want to use my life to inspire all children who aspire to become painters, life is precious, and painters are more valuable!"

The more Lin Tianyang spoke, the more excited he became, his words were like a wind, and at this moment, he seemed to be a positive person who was willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of art.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

The more Chen Hongde listened, the more creepy he felt, and there was panic in his eyes.

Death is going to die in the gallery, and you have to hang yourself at the gate?

Is this what people say?

If you really get so troubled by this waste, I'm afraid that Qingjiang Art Museum will close its doors soon!

Ignoring the reaction of the students and the attitude of the yamen, Chen Hongde felt a chill in his back just thinking about the scene of a cold corpse shaking around his head when he entered and exited the gate every day!

I also inspire the children who are learning to draw? I inspire your whole family!

Chen Hongde cursed Lin Tianyang frantically in his heart, but he couldn't think of any ideas after racking his brains, in the face of a guy who was not even afraid of death, who could still do anything with him!

"Okay! Since you want to stay, then I'll give you another chance!" After thinking for a long time, Chen Hongde seemed to have finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and said: "Now I will make the question, let you take the test again, if you can pass, I will retract the decision to expel you! But if you can't draw, get out of here as soon as possible, and give me a long way to die!"

"Take the test again?"

Lin Tianyang's heart sank, and he secretly exclaimed that it was not good.

His original plan was to force Chen Hongde to retract the decision to expel him, after all, the art gallery still values reputation, and if a student commits suicide in the art gallery because he was expelled, it will definitely be a big scandal.

I thought that by giving up this face and pretending to damage the reputation of Qingjiang Art Gallery, I could successfully threaten Chen Hongde, but I didn't expect to get another exam!

He had learned some art in his previous life, but they were all hard pen sketches and the like, and the paintings in Tianyan Continent were all ink paintings, he hadn't even held a brush a few times, how could he paint ink paintings!

As for the drawing skills of the predecessor...... If he can qualify, what will happen to him?

"That's right!" Chen Hongde nodded and sneered: "If you don't take the test, or still don't qualify, it means that you haven't grasped the opportunity yourself, and you can't blame anyone! Even if you die, no one can accuse me of Qingjiang Art Museum!"

"This ...... Good!"

The words have been said to this point, Lin Tianyang also understands in his heart that there is no point in entangling it any longer, if he can't stay after taking the test again, then even if he dies, no one will feel that it is the responsibility of the art gallery.

At this point, he could only agree.

"Okay, you've got me covered!"

Chen Hongde stood up, prepared the pen and ink, took out a piece of drawing paper, dipped it in ink and held the pen and groaned, and waved it down.

Lin Tianyang's eyes widened, staring at his movements without blinking, his brain was running rapidly, thinking about how to deal with it.

Although Chen Hongde is obese, but as a steward, his painting skills have been perfected, and he is quite famous in Mobei City, only to see that he has no distractions, his eyes are firm and serious, his wrist rotates like a snake, the tip of the pen flows smoothly, and the elegant ink color gradually spreads on the painting paper.

Although Lin Tianyang's painting skills are not good, he can also see that Chen Hongde's movements are clean and neat, and the control of the pen is relaxed, as if with a natural rhythm, he is fascinated.

"The dead fat man is already so good before he is a painter, so how powerful is the painter!"

Lin Tianyang's heart was full of shock.

The brush jumps like a butterfly through a flower, and after a while, a delicate picture of a clear water orchid has jumped on the paper, smart and vivid.

"This is the exam question, as long as you can copy it, I will let you stay in the gallery and continue to practice!" Chen Hongde put down the brush and looked playful.

Lin Tianyang took a closer look, and was so angry that he immediately pressed Chen Hongde on the floor and rubbed it hard!

According to the memories left by his predecessors, he knew very well that the picture of the clear water orchid in front of him seemed simple, but the difficulty did not lie in how complex the painting was, but in the mastery of the shade of ink.

The wonder of ink painting lies in the blending of shades and shades, the thick ink needs to be wonderful and not sluggish, and the light ink needs to be delicate and not obscure, or thick or light, all pay attention to the layering of ink, and the shades are clearly distributed and complement each other, so as to set off the atmosphere and reveal the spirit of ink painting.

For the mastery of the shade of ink, it is absolutely impossible to do it without superb painting skills!

Lin Tianyang was expelled after ten years of study, how could he master the essence of using ink!

"Damn the fat man! This is obviously making things difficult for me!" Lin Tianyang gritted his teeth in anger, and fought hard for the opportunity he had won with his old face, but he was about to be strangled to death by a painting!

He was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat, he picked up a blank drawing paper on the table and quietly folded it on top of the Qingshui orchid map, but the quality of the paper was so good that there was no trace of the bottom at all......

Chen Hongde saw his movements and sneered: "Don't think about opportunism! A waste like you can't become a painter at all, so it's better to die as soon as possible!"

"Dead fat man!" Lin Tianyang scolded bitterly, his eyes kept wandering on the Qingshui orchid map, and the more he looked at it, the more desperate he became: "It's impossible to draw it! Damn, if you can use PS, Lao Tzu can solve it in minutes!"

"Drip ...... A top-level painting was detected, and the Heavenly Sage Illustrated Book system was officially launched!"

In his frenzy, an emotionless tone suddenly sounded in his head.

Lin Tianyang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed ecstasy: "It's here! My crossing gift package is finally here!"

A golden light lit up in front of his eyes, changing back and forth with a mysterious rhythm, and soon formed a square amount panel, with four large characters in the center dazzling.

Heavenly Sage Illustrated Book!

"What Heavenly Sage Illustrated ......"

Lin Tianyang looked at it with great curiosity for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt: "Isn't this PS software!"

There are many small squares lined up on the golden panel, densely marked with text, operation window, function options, navigation window, various retouching tools, it is the guy he ate in his previous life, PS software!

"The Heavenly Sage Illustrated Book System is officially launched!"

"Congratulations to the host for the skill: Copy!"

"Copy: Consume spirit points to copy paintings, the higher the level of the painting, the more spirit points are consumed. ”

"Ascending painting detected, scanning ......"

"Scan complete...... Copying costs fifteen spirit points. ”

"Do you want to copy?"