After returning to a place not far from the city, Lin Yicai landed in a remote place from the air, and then used biological energy to transform the clothes on his body into a very ordinary outfit.

He knew that he had now become a thorn in the side of the Shadow Moon Group, and the Shadow Moon Group would inevitably pull himself out and hurry up.

So when you can keep a low profile, try to keep a low profile.

Of course, being low-key doesn't mean being low-key secretly.

In the next month, he will have a lot to do, but in fact, it can be said that there is only one thing: destroy those underground laboratories.

Destroy the past one by one.

According to the memories of the subordinates of the Shadow Moon that he had devoured before, he knew that almost all of these laboratories were experimenting with human beings, trying to create a drug that could make ordinary people become evolutionaries and allow them to quickly improve their level. But almost all of their experiments failed, and all they created were zombies and other monsters.

But they have no intention of stopping at all.

And their research direction is also divided into two aspects.

One is to continue to research drugs that can turn ordinary people into evolutionaries and allow evolutionaries to quickly improve their level;

The other is to study these zombies and other monsters, trying to control or domesticate these zombies and turn them into weapons in their hands.

Losing all conscience and destroying humanity like this, and not destroying their laboratory, Lin Yi couldn't get over it in his heart.

And the system has said that in less than two years, the virus will have a full-scale outbreak, and its mission is to stop the outbreak of the virus.

So destroying these labs now is the beginning of stopping the virus outbreak on your own.

After returning to the capital, he planned to sort out the situation first. Taking advantage of this, he went to the Central Academy of Fine Arts to visit his teacher Wang Molin.

To be honest, Lin Yi felt guilty about Wang Molin.

Wang Molin is so old, he accepted himself as a closed disciple, and plans to pass on everything he has learned in his life to himself.

As a result, I fished for three days and dried nets for two days, and I didn't learn much at all. Such a "painting talent" was wasted, Wang Molin should admire it very much.

Since Lin Yi almost didn't come to class anymore, Wang Molin started teaching again.

Now his disciples are led by Zuo Yiran, and more than 20 new students have been admitted.

In Wang Molin's opinion, if someone can learn everything he has learned in his life, it is only Lin Yi.

Now that Lin Yi doesn't learn much, he will cast a wide net and collect more fish, and these disciples can learn as much as they want. It's better than bringing all this ability into the soil.

When Lin Yi came to the door of the classroom, he heard a pleasant voice inside, lecturing: "If you want to draw a portrait well, you must first have a very good understanding of the human body structure, muscle tissue and bones. If you don't understand this, what you draw is only like, not godlike. ”

The voice is clearly left.

Zuo Yiran was in front of him to talk about body sketching to these students.

Lin also used biological tracking to probe inside, and found that his teacher, Wang Molin, was sitting in the last row of the classroom, squinting slightly.

At this time, he heard Zuo Yiran's words and interrupted: "Understanding the body structure is just the most basic, and if you want to truly be godlike, there is one of the most important conditions, which is to integrate into feelings." Any successful work is integrated into the author's feelings. Li Bai missed his hometown and wrote "Silent Night Thoughts"; Yue Fei made "Man Jianghong" with resentment; Zhu Qian made "Condor" because of the desperation of the country; Yan Zhenqing was so grieved by the death of his nephew that he wrote "Manuscript for the Sacrifice of Nephews"...... Poetry, calligraphy and painting, all artistic fields, must be integrated into their own feelings. Inspired by the feeling, follow the trend. The so-called works are made by nature and picked up by chance. ”

In the middle were more than 20 students, listening carefully to the lectures of Zuo Yiran and Wang Molin.

There is such a knowledgeable and well-written old calligrapher and painter, and there is such a beautiful teacher lecturing, they naturally listen very carefully.

Especially the two boys inside, when they looked at the left, their eyes were even more burning.

Zuo consciously avoided their gaze.

Lin Yi smiled secretly: These two people are obviously Zuo Yiran's suitors.

At the Central Academy of Fine Arts, there are many suitors of Zuo Yiran.

However, because he had a boyfriend who pretended to be Zuo Yiran, the vast majority of people did not dare to launch a real attack on Zuo Yiran.

Now that he is no longer by Zuo Yiran's side, these people are ready to move again.

Lin Yi secretly thought that if there were really good people in this who pursued Zuo Yizheng, it would be a good thing. Zuo Yiran will not waste his youth because of himself.

Just as he was thinking of this, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "What are you doing here?" Eavesdrop? ”

There was a hint of anger and disdain in his voice.

His voice stopped the voices in the classroom.

Lin Yi looked back and saw that it was a student who looked to be less than twenty years old, holding a picture clip, and it seemed that he was late, and he was "eavesdropping" on Vice Dean Wang Molin's lecture.

You know, eavesdropping on an ordinary teacher's lecture may be nothing.

But eavesdropping on the lectures of internationally renowned calligraphers and painters like Wang Molin is a big problem, which is no different from stealing money.

The student pushed Lin Yi and said with a slight mockery: "Go inside, let everyone see and understand, what is a thief who steals knowledge." ”

Saying that, he grabbed Lin Yi's arm, and he didn't bother to pick up the painting clip when it fell on the ground, for fear that Lin Yi would run away.

But to his surprise, Lin Yi not only did not run, but walked towards the classroom.

The student was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Dare to act? You're still a little bit human. ”

With that, the two of them approached the classroom together.

After Lin Yi entered the classroom, all the students looked at him with a hint of anger.

"Vice Dean Wang's class also dares to eavesdrop? It's too bold. ”

"He should be taken to the political and religious office!"

"I think it's better to send it to the police station."

"Well, there's really anybody."

……

In the discussion of these students, Zuo Yiran exclaimed with joy: "Lin Yi! You're back! ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but walk a few steps quickly and came to Lin Yi's side.

All the students present were stunned, and the student who grabbed Lin Yi's arm was even more confused: What is the situation?

Among those students, the two students who looked at Zuo Yiran with burning eyes, and looked at Lin Yi with hostility at this time.

"Senior sister, he's an eavesdropping thief, don't recognize the wrong person."

"yes!"

Zuo Yiran shook his head and said, "He listens to the teacher's class, there is no need to eavesdrop at all." Do you know who he is? He is the closed disciple of the previous teacher, Lin Yi. In the Shanghai Painting and Calligraphy Competition, it was he who easily defeated Mr. Han Shuyan's disciples. Whether it is calligraphy or drawing, his level is much higher than mine. ”

Zuo Yiran introduced Lin Yishi to everyone very enthusiastically.

It made the two boys even more unhappy.