Oil painting is a kind of painting that uses quick-drying vegetable oil and pigments to be made on a drawing board, and it is also the most mainstream painting method in the world.

The pigments used in oil painting have a strong hardness, and after the picture dries, it can maintain its luster for a long time. Thanks to the opacity and transparency of the pigment, the depicted objects are rich in color and have a strong three-dimensional texture.

In the golden land, only oil paintings can be included in the exhibition of the Hall of Elegance, and naturally, only oil paintings can be sold at a high price.

This is the main reason why Sellers asked Rosen to learn oil painting.

Early the next morning.

Cyrus dragged a dazed Lawson up from the floor.

"Get up~ Hurry up! Remember, I hate lazy apprentices the most! ”

Rosen was excited, immediately sobered up, and immediately stood up straight: "Mentor, I remember!" ”

Sellers pointed to the full set of oil painting tools on the table: "I have taught you all the basics of painting, and I believe that you just need to figure out the tricks of using these paints." With your talent for drawing, you'll be able to draw good works in no time, right? ”

"Yes, Mentor."

"So, after breakfast, let's get started!"

Breakfast was ready, it was quite hearty, with bread, vegetable soup, and a small slice of cured meat.

Before eating, Rosen was a little unsure: "Mentor, is this all for me?" ”

"Why is there so much nonsense? Hurry up and give me something to eat! ”

Rosen immediately complied.

After eating breakfast, he picked up his tools and began to study them carefully against what he had learned last night.

After studying for half an hour, he roughly figured out how to use the tool, and was about to get started with the practice, when a stream of information flashed through his mind.

'Discover the new printing tool, is it loading?' ’

Rosen was stunned: 'Can you still do this?' ’

Select Load, of course.

After waiting patiently for more than ten seconds, I received another message: 'The new tool has been loaded and included in the print backup option.' ’

Rosen was overjoyed, and was about to try to print when he heard Cyrus's dissatisfied scolding in his ears.

"What are you standing there in a daze?!"

"I warn you, if you can't draw a picture that sells for money in half a month, you don't want to learn any spells from me! Do you understand? ”

"Understood, Mentor!"

Rosen was shaken by the roar, and a thought suddenly flashed through his heart: 'Cyrus, this person seems to only care about spells, so he is only jealous of my ability in spells. He doesn't seem to care about painting at all. ’

In this way, he showed his talent in painting, which should not lead to death, but would be more valued by Sellers.

As soon as these thoughts flashed through his mind, Rosen immediately adjusted his strategy.

He said with a look of 'joy' on his face: "Mentor, I seem to have figured out how to use these things. ”

Cyrus was skeptical: "Little doll, I don't like apprentices who talk big. ”

Rosen looked 'confident': "Mentor, I didn't say anything big. You see, these paints are actually a special kind of paintbrush, not much different from what I used to paint with charcoal. ”

Cyrus believed this, and he was in a much better mood, and after thinking for a while, he pointed to himself: "Then you can try to draw one as I am now." ”

"Yes, Mentor."

Rosen set up the drawing board and took a closer look at Cyrus.

After carefully choosing the angle, I started to take screenshots with the adventure log, taking hundreds of screenshots in a row, and then chose the one that best showed the mysterious temperament of the mage, and started printing.

The next moment, his hands seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, skillfully mixing paint, picking up brushes and knives, and painting 'brush and brush'.

In the screenshot, Cyrus is seated at a small square table, holding a thick parchment book with the words "Notes on the Spells of Cyrus" written on the pages.

If it was last night, Rosen wouldn't have recognized these words even if he saw them, but now, he can recognize them.

His heart shook suddenly: "Spell notes, that is, spell books, don't they record Cyrus's knowledge of spells?" ’

With Cyrus's needle-like energy, trying to get him to take the initiative to teach spells is like dancing on the blade, and if you are not careful, you will be finished.

Although it can be done little by little, it will take a lot of time and may not be able to learn it all.

So, it's better to steal from school!

As soon as this thought came out, it quickly occupied Rosen's entire mind like a wildfire.

He had to take a deep breath, try to suppress the thoughts in his mind, stay focused, and continue painting.

Cyrus naturally didn't know what Rosen was thinking, he still sat in his chair, and looked through his spell book generously.

He didn't care about Rosen's gaze, and he didn't worry about being stolen by this 'illiterate' apprentice.

Oil paintings are much more difficult to paint than brushes, and the paint dries quickly, so you have to stop many times to mix the paint, so it took more than 2 hours to 'print' this painting.

After finishing the painting, Lawson took a step back and had a 'begging for praise' expression on his face: "Mentor, the painting is done~~"

Cyrus glanced up at him and said with a light smile: "Look at your appearance, is it a good painting?" Young people, overconfidence is pride, oil painting involves many advanced techniques, not so easy to learn. ”

If everyone could paint it well, the painting wouldn't sell for a high price.

When he was young, he also thought about taking a painter as a side job and cultivating his method by painting, but no one wanted the things he painted, and he lost a lot of money, so he broke off this idea.

As he spoke, he closed the spell book and got up and walked over to the drawing board.

The moment he saw the sketchpad, Cyrus's figure froze, motionless, without blinking his eyelids, as if someone had immobilized him.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a pointed round hat and a gray cloth cloak sitting on the drawing board.

He held the spell book in one hand, and held the back of the chair casually in the other, there was an obsession with spells in his eyes, but his brow showed a trace of sadness, and the knife-like wrinkles on his forehead were the marks left by the arduous spell road.

Sellers had a wonderful feeling, as if he was looking in a mirror, but not quite like looking in the mirror.

The person in front of me is not a simple copy, but a kind of 'condensed spirit', so that it reveals a strong spiritual appeal, as if it has a soul of its own.

He subconsciously twisted the sparse beard on his chin and couldn't help but praise: "Hmm~~~ Not bad!" It's really nice! Little one, your talent for drawing is truly outstanding! ”

This time, it was pure praise, with a lot of joy in it, but not a little jealousy, not even envy.

Rosen guessed correctly, Sellers only valued spells.

After admiring it for a long time, the middle-aged mage with a face full of vicissitudes turned his head to look at Rosen, his eyes were full of fire, as if he was looking at an inexhaustible cornucopia.

"Rosen, this painting is very good, but it doesn't make money, because no one will be interested in a strange mage."

Rosen knowingly asked, "What then, mentor?" ”

A lewd smile appeared on the middle-aged mage's face, which all men understand: "Only beautiful women are real hard currency!" There will be countless lustful men who are willing to spend a lot of money for it! ”

Without waiting for Rosen to speak, he clapped his hands vigorously, and the more he spoke, the faster he spoke.

"Men's hobbies are very single-minded, from childhood to old age, the most interested are beautiful girls."

"The innocent and ignorant clear eyes, the smooth and tender skin, and the green and naturally charming seductive body are the supreme temptations that no man can resist."

Rosen agreed with these words a hundred times.

In the previous life on the earth, whenever a beautiful little girl passed by the barbecue stall, the old men sitting on the barbecue stall, whether old or young, married or unmarried, regardless of the moral level, would definitely pay attention to the salute.

Even if the body does not turn around, the neck will turn, and even if you forcibly control the neck and do not turn the neck, the eyes will also turn.

Even if there is a ruthless person who can keep his eyes from moving, the peripheral light of his eyes will quietly move over.

That kind of male instinct that is deep in the blood, the acquired reason can't stop it at all!

"So, you know what to draw, right?"

Rosen immediately nodded: "Mentor, can I draw the beautiful girl named Lilith I met downstairs yesterday?" ”

'Poof~~'

Cyrus choked on saliva and quickly shook his head: "That girl is beautiful, but she is a rose with a poisonous thorn, and she can't be painted!" ”

Rosen looked 'disappointed': "But the most beautiful girl I've ever seen is her." I can't draw anything I haven't seen before. ”

Cyrus couldn't refute this, and he knew very well that if he really drew Lilith, he would definitely be able to sell it for a high price, but there would be endless troubles.

But he was indeed too short of money, and it cost 30 crowns to go to the Mage's Guild to buy a low-level standard spell, and he racked his brains and took a huge risk to go into the mountains and forests to suppress bandits, and the bounty was only 10 crowns.

After thinking about it, he asked, "You can draw, but you have to change your appearance slightly, such as drawing your eyes bigger and your mouth bigger, so that people don't recognize Lilith." ”

Rosen immediately shook his head into a rattle: "No, I can't do it!" ”

"When I paint, I have a wonderful inspiration in my head. If you modify it without permission, the inspiration will disappear, and then the drawing will be particularly ugly! Hmm~ It's very ugly! ”

Cyrus also believed this, because he knew that many famous painters had quirks, especially the pursuit of perfection, and almost couldn't.

So, he tried to think of a solution, thinking about it, and suddenly gritted his teeth with an open expression.

"You're waiting here. I'm going to get that girl for you, and we'll make money together!" ”