"Jia'an, I'm leaving, don't think about me."

Wei Jia'an received Su Ran's WeChat the next day.

She was leaving Lin Xiu and going back to China.

Even as a Foundation cadre, such a big thing—funding a laboratory for a legendary mage from another world—is not something she can decide with a word. She had to return to the Foundation, report to the Foundation, and prepare to discuss it with the rest of the cadres.

There is certainly no problem with the big picture. That kind of collaboration is a rare opportunity for the Foundation. Even if people are not as good as heaven, they will lose a little money if they fail in the end, and it is harmless. How can there be an investment that makes a steady profit without losing money, as long as one of the investments is successful, it is good to afford to lose.

It's just that the details need to be studied again.

In fact, she was in such a hurry to go back and return to the Foundation, mainly for another matter. The forbidden demon collar is wrapped around his neck, causing him to completely lose his extraordinary strength now, and he must take it off.

Just because Delin can't do it doesn't mean the Foundation can't do it. The Foundation has a dedicated team, and the wisdom of everyone is not necessarily worse than Delin. The main thing is that the guy is busy writing and watching TV series, and he doesn't care about the forbidden magic collar at all, so he can only consider other ways.

Su Ran left, and there was no news back. Wei Jia'an cared about the problems of the laboratory, but did not take the initiative to contact her. He went to work as usual every day, used his time to help Vera find materials to study painting, and exercised at night, and his days were as usual.

It's not that Wei Jia'an looks down on Vera, she is no longer the imperial knight, and she has done a lot of things with a hot head, and she just pushes herself and others, thinking that she can't persevere.

I don't know how many days I can last, anyway, in the first few days, Vera was busy learning to practice drawing with a pen tablet every day, and she didn't touch the game.

Maybe she likes to draw herself.

It's also possible.

She had been looking for something to do, and finally found something to do. Instead of writing, being a game streamer, you have to think about everything by yourself, you don't need to use your brain to think about painting, you just need to do what you say in the book, and you can do what you say in the video, it's so easy. In this way, how can you not be careful?

I guess there's another reason......

Vera had found out about the tablet from the depths of the closet, and Delin knew that night. However, she has no interest in a pen tablet that can only be used for drawing, and can be said to be useless otherwise. THE IPAD CAN BE USED TO DO ALL KINDS OF THINGS, AND THERE ARE ALSO SOFTWARE THAT CAN BE USED TO DRAW, NOT A HUNDRED TIMES MORE POWERFUL THAN A PEN TABLET.

It is only known that Vera paints with a pen tablet every day, and it is learned that Vera wants to become an artist after a chance conversation at dinner after the third day.

"Haha, Vera, you actually want to be a painter?"

The two of them originally belonged to the opposing camp, and once fought each other. Coming to this different world, and going through a series of things, now they are friends, but that's it. can "fight" together in order to find Wei Jia'an's private collection of small movies and bully Bria, as close as sisters. They often taunt each other and quarrel over trivial matters.

Vera thought that Delin was mocking, and she asked rhetorically, "You can write on the Internet, can't I be a painter?" ”

"Yes, I didn't say I couldn't, I just felt a little weird. It's good to be an artist, and you can help me draw illustrations in the future. That was Delin's answer, and she thought about it.

I thought this was the end of the matter. After eating, Vera continued to practice drawing. Delin stood behind her for a long time, then began to point, which was not going to work, not that was not going to work. Vera finally broke out: "You're amazing, you come to paint." ”

Delin took the pen and sat down in front of the computer. I SIMPLY TRIED IT, BUT I WASN'T USED TO USING A PEN TABLET WHILE LOOKING AT A COMPUTER SCREEN, SO I DECISIVELY TOOK MY IPAD AND DREW IT WITH AN IPAD.

Compared to Vera's painting, the movement is quite steady, but compared to painting, it is more like writing in a regular manner, Delin's pen is heavy where it should be heavy, and light where it should be light, just looking at her casual movements, her level is several levels higher than Vera.

Wei Jia'an was surprised.

Bria was full of smiles, and she had said many times before, showing off the mother of her children, and she was happy to say that no matter contemporary literature, classical literature, etiquette, hunting, fencing, music, painting, flower arrangement, or whatever, Delin would do it all, she was the noble, elegant, and brilliant aristocratic daughter of Weilan.

Vera and Delin, both of whom are the daughters of the Duke. One is the duke, who was awarded the title because of his grandfather's great military exploits, and was originally just a small aristocratic family. One is from a traditional ducal family, and has led Suyo County for generations. The two have completely different backgrounds, and the way they receive education from childhood is completely different.

When Delin finished painting, anyone who was not blind could judge which of the two of them had the better work, and she triumphant: "Vera, what do you think?" ”

Vera didn't speak, she couldn't say anything to admit defeat, and she used silence as a default.

"Vera, you speak, whose work is better?" Delin has to inch in.

That night, Delin was driven away by Wei Jia'an's "How many manuscripts do you still have", Vera put down her cruel words: "Wait for me, practice for me...... I was the first to draw her notebook, and I gave my sister the kind of notebook that she pressed on the ground and humiliated. ”

Wei Jia'an frowned: "Vera, wait a minute, which one instilled you with a drawing book?" ”

He looked to the side, only to see his sister sticking out the tip of his tongue towards him, it was you again.

Vera said, "I know, I can't play with a book, I can't draw that kind of erotic thing." "After all, it's an Imperial Knight, she's just talking angry.

I don't know if Vera is really gifted, or if interest is the best teacher. Wei Jia'an watched her paint every day, making rapid progress, and the level of her works was different from day by day. Although it is far from the level of a professional painter, the level of an amateur player should be there, anyway, it is much higher than his level.

If she can maintain that speed of progress, Wei Jia'an feels that maybe in just a month or two, she will be able to touch the realm of a professional painter...... At present, she is still at the point of copying the drawing, and she still doesn't know when she will be able to get rid of the reference painting, and then coloring, lighting, etc., there is still a lot to learn.

It was late July, a very ordinary weekend afternoon, and there was one thing that Wei Jia'an never thought of.

The rain that had lasted for a long time was finally over, and Lin Xiu's weather was getting hotter and hotter, so it was better to stay at home if it was necessary.

Originally, there was one change a day, but after signing the contract, it became two changes a day, and there were not many manuscripts saved, and Delin gradually began to get anxious, and he didn't dare to be so prodigal. She now has to find a little time every day to write a manuscript, a thousand words and a chapter. At this point, she was sitting at the kitchen table, typing on her laptop, tapping her fingers on the keyboard, snapping.

Bria didn't have anything in particular to like, as long as she was by Delin's side, and she was sitting across from Delin, looking at Delin with her face in her hands.

Wei Jiajia threw herself on the floor to look at the spell book, she was now more and more proficient in spells, her fingers were a little above the wall, and her fingertips condensed white frost outward. Her goal now is to learn teleportation as soon as possible so that she can teleport back anytime after class when she enters high school.

Vera studied every day, and sometimes practiced painting for too long in one breath, Wei Jia'an would beckon her to eat a little fruit and ice cream, in short, he wanted her to take a break. She was drawing, a hearty beautiful girl with short hair, who had just drawn an outline.

Sunlight poured into the room through the window, and a faint mole of dust flew in the sunlight. Two fans whirring, the only sound in the room. Wei Jia'an was browsing the forums and occasionally watching Vera's paintings, in fact, compared to looking at the computer screen, looking at her white hair pinned behind her ears, the soft skin behind her ears was a little more faintly finely hairy.

Without any foreshadowing, very ordinary, Vera drew for a while and planned to take a break, picked up an ice cola from the computer and took a sip, and found Wei Jia'an looking at herself, she leaned back in her chair.

"Wei Jia'an."

"Hmm."

"How do you get on Station P?"

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