With a crisp "click" sound, a smile appeared on Andu's face.

Andu did not hesitate, and stepped into this drawing room that had been dreamed of countless times in the past four years.

In the past four years, Andu has been here countless times, full of anticipation, even dreaming that he has made a successful card, and even if he has never seen hope for four years, he still does not give up.

Even his teacher, Dunlop, a veteran card painter, made it clear that Andu's spirit was born weak, and his fingers were not flexible enough, and he also did not have the talent for card painting.

Andu used to be a timid but down-to-earth and hard-working student, so after being explicitly rejected by the teacher for the talent of the drawing card, he never stopped his learning, diligent, hard-working.

He is always the first to come to the classroom and the last to leave, and with only two practical opportunities a month, he often spends a whole day researching, considering, and finally officially operating, and he is an out-and-out freak in the eyes of his classmates.

In the face of countless ridicule and ridicule, Andu's efforts in the past four years have not been in vain, those countless days and nights of simulation exercises, and the study of a large number of drawing card reference books, he has gained extremely rich conceptual knowledge, as well as a pair of hands that will never tremble and make mistakes at critical moments.

The most important thing is that this morning, Andu has successfully passed the test of the Ring Stone and mastered the most important spirituality in this world, which means that he has all the most basic conditions for drawing cards.

That's why Andu dared to come here today to try.

He looked around, in the small drawing room, there was a workshop table at the top, which was where the lecturers usually were, and below was five rows of huge drawing tables, each row of six sheets, under the bright light, each drawing table was placed with a large number of props needed for drawing cards.

Andu followed the position in his memory all the way to the second position on the right hand of the fourth row, looking at the material in front of him with a lot of sense.

"Today is going to be a special day. ”

Andu muttered in a low voice, as if to whisper to the former Andu.

After a few seconds of silence, Andu began to carefully distinguish the various props in front of him.

There were many items on the table, including a magic pen necessary for drawing cards, a drawing compass, a stack of blank cards about the size of a dozen palms, and dozens of glass bottles of various colors filled with drawing materials.

Looking at the painting pigments in front of him, which were not abundant, but enough to use, Andu breathed a sigh of relief, and gently picked up the magic pen on the table, as if he was holding the hand of his beloved girl.

Andu carefully looked at the magic pen in his hand, as a magic pen for students to experiment, its quality is really not too high, even so, it is only such a lowest-quality magic pen, its value is still enough to wipe out the living expenses of a poor family for half a year, about equivalent to twenty imperial silver dollars.

At first glance, there is nothing special about this magic pen, the magic pattern pen body made of red stone wood exudes a faint fragrance, the dark gold embellishment of the Taoist precision magic pattern tightly wraps the dark brown pen body, looking up the nib is made of a little mythril and magic stone, under the reflection of the light, flashing a brilliant shimmer like a star, and the connection between the nib and the pen body is connected by a line of pure gold.

Andu looked at this strange and familiar magic pen, and felt a sense of nostalgia back to the past when he first came into contact with cards.

At that time, he was introverted, not good at words, and even a little withdrawn, but in that world of cards and struggles, he really grew, he made best friends, drank the strongest wine in the world, and knew what life is.

Andu gradually immersed himself in such an environment, as if the sincerity at the beginning, the throbbing at the beginning.

Andu held the pen in his right hand, and took out the drawing compass with his left hand, the same drawing compass is also the lowest, the center of the snow-white compass is boxy, just enough to accommodate the depression of a card, surrounded by eight egg-sized spaces, each grid can hold a drawing paint.

Andu first placed the drawing compass, then skillfully placed a blank card in the center of the drawing compass with his left hand, and at the same time, his right hand quickly selected eight glass bottles of different colors from a large number of drawing paints, and placed them not far from his right hand one by one, leaving only a bottle of purple painting paint, and opened it with both hands.

Instead of pouring all the paint into the various spaces of the compass like people usually do when drawing cards, Andu just poured the purple paint into one of the spaces until the space was filled with paint, and then tightened the glass bottle with only a small half of the purple paint left, and after confirming the seal, he stopped his work.

Andu stood quietly in front of the drawing table, thinking about how to draw for a while.

At the same time, his eyes always glanced at the purple paint that was already filled, as if waiting for something to happen.

Time flowed silently, until more than ten minutes later, the only grid in the compass that contained purple paint finally changed.

I saw that the purple paint began to bubble up one after another white bubbles because of the contact with the air for a long time, like a miasma of jungle poison swamps, spitting deadly foam.

"The blood of the Deep Cold Slime should be in contact with the air for twenty minutes before such a change occurs, and it seems that this bottle of blood should have been placed for at least half a year. ”

Andu recalled the knowledge in his mind, and the drawing memories of the two lives filled in and perfected each other at this time.

Without waiting for the blood of the Deep Cold Slime to fail, Andu's right hand, which had been unmoving, suddenly moved.

With his movements, he saw that the blood in the lattice was visible to the naked eye between two breaths, and the magic pattern pen in Andu's hand also exuded a faint purple halo with the ingestion of Jiao, which kept circulating.

Andu didn't let the magic pen take in too much, picked up the magic pen and began to draw on the blank card, a messy line outlined on the card, at this time Andu is like an abstract painter, every line he sketches, even if it is carefully looked at one by one, there is still no coherence, just like a naughty child holding a paintbrush to paint those fantasy scenes in his dreams.

Andu's movements are fast, and the strokes exude calmness and confidence, and four years of diligent practice seem to provide the most perfect hardware equipment at this time, and Andu's countless drawing experience has supplemented the most perfect software equipment for this painting performance.

However, in just over a minute, the magic pen in Andu's hand had lost its purple halo, leaving only a trace of purple afterglow at the tip of the pen, as if to remind him that the paint had been completely exhausted.

After Andu sketched again, his right hand suddenly raised without warning, and then the two hands instantly alternated, and the magic pen in his right hand had been alternated to his left hand for some time.

At the same time, Andu, who was holding a pen in his left hand, drew a new line again, but his right hand came to the side, and gently picked up a red glass bottle, which was not like a glass bottle of cold slime blood, and Andu almost didn't use any strength, so he easily pushed away the red painting paint.

Immediately afterwards, Andu made a move that was enough to amaze his teacher Dunlop.

Andu had already completely entered the state of drawing at this time, and without any hesitation, he raised his right hand and poured the red paint in his hand into the lattice that was still filled with purple paint!

"Zila... Zila..."

With the sound of being corroded by sulfuric acid, the purple and red began to boil as soon as they came into contact, and at the same time, the pigment of the magic pen in Andu's hand was completely exhausted, and his left hand quickly moved, and he began to pick up the unknown pigment that was still boiling.

This time, Andu increased the amount of Jiao until only a quarter of the paint was left, and then drew on the card again.

As Andu stopped picking and started painting again, the fierce collision of purple and red gradually reached its peak, and as a trace of black smoke rose, the paint in the lattice finally stopped restless, turning into a pool of viscous, jet-black objects, emitting a pungent smell that no longer changed.

Andu didn't care about the scrapping of the paint, with the help of the sealing effect of the magic pen, the pigment that was taken will maintain the status quo and preserve the aura in it for a short time, and the magic pen at this time no longer exudes a beautiful purple halo like just now, and the whole pen body began to heat up, and at the same time circulated a boiling black streamer.

With the addition of new paint, the cards, which originally looked very abstract and were drawn, began to exude a strange atmosphere.

Andu felt this breath, and felt some emotion in his heart, fortunately, he went to the church today to test it, which stimulated his spiritual perception, otherwise he would not feel anything at this time, and the drawing can be said to have failed in advance.

The thoughts in An Du's heart were fleeting, but the lines drawn by the paint on the cards began to fluctuate violently, and the strange aura immediately began to collapse.

Andu's eyes and face drooped slightly, and he was unable to care about the distraction he had just had, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the changes on the card.

Just as the lines shook violently and the drawing was about to fail, Andu's left hand suddenly moved.

He quickly began to draw a gorgeous frame around the card, this time no longer as clueless and wanton as before, but became extremely rigorous, steady, and at the same time full of strange beauty.

A large number of black lines gradually became clear and clear with Andu's drawing, and a delicate border jumped on the card, with his move, the lines that were about to collapse boiled again, and it seemed that he was not willing to be stereotyped on the card like this, and began to struggle to the death, constantly impacting the border drawn by Andu, wanting to escape from the shackles of the card!

But none of this could stop Andu's drawing, and the lines could not break through Andu's newly drawn frame, as the paint in the magic pen became less and less, the frame became completely complete, and the boiling lines were helpless, returning to the original calm state again.

Andu looked at the cards that were gradually stabilizing, but sighed in his heart, and looked at the remaining six glass bottles on his right, but in the end, he only reached out and took three bottles, and once again selected a bottle of blue paint from them, and poured it into a new space.