"Got it figured?" Bai Lan asked with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I just thought too deeply about the problem, and I accidentally fell asleep." Gong Ning said with some embarrassment.

As soon as these words came out, Bai Lan's smile instantly suffocated, and then she couldn't cry or laugh.

The people around him looked at him with exaggerated expressions, and their expressions were so shocked that they couldn't be more stunned.

"Big brother, this is a competition, do you dare to be serious......" Everyone wanted to cry, but they couldn't stop laughing on their faces.

Seeing him so calm and relaxed, everyone felt an urge to cry to death in the toilet, we came to see you abuse Yin Yin to vent evil for us, but you turned out to be good, you thought too deeply about the problem and fell asleep?

By the way, is there such an operation in the world?

Ignoring everyone's stunned and playful laughter, Gong Ning walked straight to his table and sat down slowly. The reason why I thought about it for so long was because I planned to abandon the old routine and make a new attempt with the knowledge of the earth.

After more than ten minutes of budgeting, Gong Ning now has a relatively clear outline in his mind, and he picked up the pen at the moment, and did not hesitate, and directly sand it.

Such a clean and neat action, falling into the eyes of others, instantly caused a burst of surprise.

Looks like this guy is going to turn the rhythm of the game?

Everyone watched, and the wrinkles on their faces began to stretch.

The faster Gong Ning's hand was drawn, the happier they laughed.

"Come on, draw well, and try to compare that mess!" Everyone secretly cheered him up in their hearts.

In the crowd, Tong Guang watched his master draw the design drawings so calmly at this moment, his heart felt very happy inexplicably, and he firmly remembered what Gong Ning said at the moment, and asked him to study hard next to him.

"Well, Master is so powerful, I must take a good look at how he draws."

Similarly, the other person in the crowd, Feng Yan, touched his somewhat sloppy beard at this time, and muttered with a smile: "Good boy, I know that I am not wrong about you, but I can fall asleep thinking about it, and I really have the style of my year." ”

As the progress of Gong Ning's drawing became faster and faster, most of the people in the crowd began to turn the woodpipes to the table on Gong Ning's side, squeezing their heads one by one, looking, looking, looking, and longing to stick their eyes to Gong Ning's table.

"A genius is really a genius, and he can catch up with the chaos when he writes so late."

"I knew that our palace genius would definitely not let us down."

Everyone's disappointed and dim eyes began to gradually brighten up as there were more and more black lines on Gong Ning's paper.

For a while, all kinds of sighs and exclamations around began to increase.

Listening to these voices, the chaos on the other side obviously began to become a little upset.

"Can you be quiet!" Yin Chao yelled with an ugly face.

Everyone immediately fell silent, but the faces looked at him with hostility.

Just let you be arrogant for a while, and when someone wins, you will see how arrogant you will be in the future! Everyone pouted and proudly expressed their lofty ambitions.

Although this ambition is all pinned on Gong Ning's body.

The form on the pitch is evident now.

On the one hand, he is impetuous, and on the other hand, he is calm and calm; While the lines begin to appear to be vague, the lines are steady.

Of course, this is only a temporary situation, as a senior designer, Yin Chao immediately became calm again after a short period of impetuousness.

The battle between the two continued.

Since it only has a rough outline, it is impossible for everyone to see what the structure of this weapon is and what its functions are.

Time passed slowly.

Half an hour later.

Both have already started to draw to the part structure.

Yin Chao is very easy to understand, using the traditional silk thread control method, and the parts are also decent, so the average designer can still understand his design.

But for the other side, the situation is very different.

Countless designers looked at the things drawn on Gong Ning's drawings, and they were all confused.

What is this?

What is this drawing?

Who knows what this painting is?

There were a bunch of question marks on everyone's heads, because they couldn't understand any of the parts on Gong Ning's drawings.

Even these professional weapons designers can't understand it, let alone the amateurs next to them.

"Hey, Xiao Wang, did you say that Gong Ning drew a spear, why do I look so strange?" A man in the crowd asked, looking at his friend.

Hearing this, the man's friend's face suddenly turned red, and he snorted twice, and said stubbornly: "What do you know, this is called art, this is another structure of the spear, if you don't engage in this piece, of course you can't understand it!" ”

As soon as the friend finished speaking, a fellow designer next to him immediately showed a fine light, pulled him and asked in a low voice: "Hey, you can see what he designed." ”

The friend rolled his eyes and asked, "Don't you understand?" ”

The peer was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood what the other party meant, his face turned red, and he nodded with a smile: "I understand, of course I understand." ”

"That's right, we're designers, how can we not understand what designers design."

The two shook hands tacitly and said hello to each other.

In the crowd, Yan Xiu touched Fengyan with his elbow, glanced around with the corner of his eye, and then said in a very small voice: "Crazy, what Gong Ning is drawing, tell me." ”

Feng Yan was startled, then his face turned red, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, and asked seriously: "Can't you understand?" ”

"I ...... Of course I understand. Yan Xiu's eyes were looking around, and his tone was obviously a little wrong.

"You understand, you're still asking me?" Feng Yan stared ahead, motionless, pretending to be profound.

"I'm not afraid that you won't understand, if you don't understand, I can tell you about it and popularize these things for you......" Yan Xiu didn't finish speaking, Feng Yan smiled and said, "Okay, you come and tell me, what is Gong Ning painting?" ”

"You know everything, I'll tell you a hair."

"Who said I ......" Feng Yan stopped talking halfway through.

Yan Xiu smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and gave him a knowing look: "Don't pretend, I understand." ”

Feng Yan glanced at him and teased: "Don't pretend to be, in fact, I understand." ”

The two of them tacitly stopped talking.

Each twists his head, and each watches his own play.

There is no sense of disobedience in the picture.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, another hour passed.

Some of the people around me walked, some came, some went to rest for a while when they were tired, and some came back to stand for a while when they were tired of resting.

The only one who didn't leave was one person, Tong Guang.