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The next morning, Sangsang woke up on time, and the night of intensive meditation and study did not make her mentally exhausted, and she got up early to trot by the lake, recalling what she had learned last night.

The development of dark works was originally the use of color to visually stimulate people or animals, so that people could change their psychological state. This kind of change is harmful to people, and the painting is called a dark work, and if the change is beneficial to people, it is called a healing work.

Gradually, the spiritual power of human beings grew, and it was discovered that attaching the spiritual power to the painting gives the work a special magnetic field, which can change a person's psychology even without visual stimulation, including perception, emotion, thinking, will, and behavior.

From then on, the painter was no longer called a painter, but a painter, and it was also divided into a dark painter and a healing painter......

When Sangsang came out of the shower, he began to organize his painting tools, paper for sketching color ink paintings, pencils, coloring pens, oil brushes, etc., plus a set of various pigments, so as to be prepared.

There is a battle to be fought today, a battle that must be won.

"I'm done. Sang Sang put down his knife and fork, wiped the corners of his mouth and got up: "Today's class is for the whole day, and I won't come back at noon." ”

Master Qi's face was not very good, and he snorted.

Luo Dashao, who was getting ready to go to work with his clothes on, paused and looked at Luo Mo, who was arranging the hem of his clothes: "Uncle Mo, arrange for someone to deliver food at noon." ”

Luo Mo smiled and said, "Young master, don't worry, Miss Su Xue can't be hungry." ”

Luo Ershao watched Sang Sang get in the car and leave the castle, and then caught up with Luo Dashao: "Big brother, I checked, Gude has confiscated disciples since he entered the Wonderful Ability Academy, and it has been eighty-seven years, do you think the baby will succeed today?"

Luo Dashao sat on his throne, buried his head in his head, and didn't raise his head, but he still gave Luo Ershao a response: "I don't know." ”

Luo Ershao looked resentful: "How can you not know it? Aren't you the one who knows the baby best? Even her good friends in the imperial capital know ......."

Luo Dashao looked up. A dangerous glint flashed in his half-squinted eyes: "Go to the planning department, you are responsible for the marketing and promotion planning of the project of the generation of biological robots." ”

Luo Ershao immediately drooped his head and wilted.

Work is really annoying, especially the work that does the same work as the grassroots employees, but is compared to the useless work.

Elder brother. I'm your assistant, not a low-level employee!

Even if you take over the company, you will be the boss, and you don't have to do the planning yourself!

You're definitely torturing me!

On Saturday, the campus was much cleaner, and most of the clubs, if any, had off-campus internships. Most of the clubs in the school are of a literary nature, such as singing, dancing, music, and hand-painting.

Walking on the tree-lined path of the campus, Sang Sang put one hand on the back of the big white wolf, maintaining the rhythm of breathing, and the flowing data flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The tenth-level optical brain is connected to the tracking glasses, and the software in the tracking glasses has been upgraded, and the database has also been updated to synchronize with the third-level civilization, which is not only more concealed, but also has a wider tracking range. There are more see-through materials, the positioning system is more accurate, the calculation speed is faster, and there are more warning functions.

On the virtual three-dimensional map in front of her, red, yellow, green and blue dots flickered, red means that the mental power level is much higher than her or has the intention to attack, yellow means that the mental power is similar, green is lower than him, and blue is no threat.

The Blue Star Studio is behind the teacher's building, a glass greenhouse that is not very large. On the door hung a blue planet sign, followed by four ancient words that looked like paintings.

The sauna student card was swiped on the access control, the glass door opened silently, and the friendly baritone sounded in his ears: "Classmate Luo Suxue." Welcome to the Blue Star Studio, and we wish you a great day ahead. ”

"It's early, it's not even nine o'clock. Mr. Steve stood behind the door with a smile on his face.

Red dots of light! And the mental power scale is about 500!

"Good morning, Mr. Steve. Because I was so excited, I wanted to become a teacher as soon as possible and appreciate the beauty of hand-drawn art. Sangsang lowered his eyes to hide the strangeness in the depths of his pupils and closed his tracking glasses.

"Art is wonderful. Come on in. The old man turned and led the way.

In the glass greenhouse, it is a garden, the ancient blue star style, rockery and flowing water, green bamboo and plantain, obviously it is an artificially designed scene, but it gives people a natural feeling.

In the depths of the garden, there is a double-storey pavilion, the pink wall is tiled, the eaves are warped, there are more than a dozen bird cages hanging under the corridor, the bird cage is made of purple gold, the strange thing is that it is the common chickadee raised inside, these chickadees are tired of lying in the cage, motionless, and do not chirp, as if a sculpture.

"Do you like birds?" the old man tapped his index finger on a birdcage in front of him, and this action was as if he had pressed a switch, and all the birds came to life, chirping, bouncing, and extremely cheerful.

"Like. Sangsang replied, but she only liked free-flying birds, and had no interest in caged birds.

The old man walked forward with his hands in his hands, and the interesting thing is that as soon as he turned around, all the birds and birds fell down in disgust like machines that had lost their energy.

Sang Sang quietly activated the tracking glasses, scanned the birds, handed them to Xiao Xin for calculation, and came up with the answer, they are real, and they are wild, the feeding period is not more than one month, and there is a residual mental power in the brains of the birds, and the matching degree with the fluctuations of the old man's mental power reaches 99%, and I don't know whether to use the birds to practice spiritual power or do experiments.

In the flower hall, there is a lot of greenery, all kinds of bonsai can be seen everywhere, and there are large and small bird cages hanging high and low, the birds in the cages are still, and a family robot in the shape of a mermaid is feeding them one by one.

"Tea or juice?" asked the old man.

Sang Sang saw that he was already making tea, and hurriedly said, "Just drink tea, thank you, teacher." ”

The old man handed a cup of tea to Sang Sang and pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit, there will be eighteen students coming to sketch at nine o'clock, let's talk about it while we have some time now." How long have you been learning to draw by hand?"

Sang Sang held the teacup: "Eight years." ”

The old man calculated: "That is, I started to learn hand-drawing from the time I learned to write, and the years are not short." ”

Sangsang acquiesced.

The old man took a sip of tea slowly, and asked directly to the point: "With the power of the Luo family in Star City, it is not a problem to ask a painter to teach you alone, how did you think of coming to school, and the hand-painting instructor of the advanced class is much more skilled than the old man." ”

Sang Sang pursed his lips and said truthfully: "Teacher, you understand, what I want to ask is not Teacher Steve, but Teacher Goode. ”

The old man looked at Sangsang. The kind and kind gaze became extremely sharp: "I learned from Steve's hand-drawing, but I learned from Goode about murder painting, are you sure?"

"Sure. Sang Sang stood up and bowed: "Please Teacher Goode to complete." ”

"Hmm. The old man rubbed the rim of the cup with his thumb: "You are from the Luo family." It's normal to know who the old man is, but His Excellency Luo Yi didn't tell you that Goode was already a wasted person, wasn't he the "soul hooking pen" of the year?"

Sang Sang raised his eyes in surprise: "How is it possible!"

"Nothing is impossible in this world. The old man's eyes were gloomy, implying endless hatred. But he quickly covered it up again: "However, even if it is no longer the 'soul hooking pen' of the year, the old man's experience is enough to teach you, but the premise is that you need to have this talent." ”

"Ask the teacher to write a written test. Sang Sang suppressed the shock in his heart, the soul hook pen is just a waste person?

The drawing skill is not an ability, and it can disappear...... No, the reason why the "Soul Hook Pen" is famous is because his dark works exceed the limit of 100 scale spiritual power, which is due to the ability. The Wasted Man means that he has lost his abilities. No longer a "soul hooker", but still a dark artist?

"In the studio, you can choose a random scene to sketch, and the work you draw can make me tempted, and Goode will accept you as a student, if you can't make me tempted, then you are just Steve's student. The old man put down his teacup and walked out with his hands in his hands, Steve's amiable mask on his face.

There was a sound of talking outside, and there were already students coming to class.

What kind of work can touch Goode's heart?

Sangsang was thinking about it last night.

Evil is superficial. Ordinary works are even more not, to show that she has the talent of a dark painter......

"Su Xue!" The young man during the voice change always spoke like a broken gong, but this voice was not as serious as that of the Emperor of Heaven.

Sang Sang raised his eyes and looked at the dazzling blonde hair in the morning sun. Thea Sost is indeed like a prince.

"I'm so glad to see you here, you're also here to learn hand-drawing from Mr. Steve? The first time I came to the assessment, did the teacher ask the question?" Sia greeted him with a sunny smile: "Tell you quietly, the teacher likes pictures that look warm...... Walk. I'll take you to the teacher's exhibition hall. ”

Xia wanted Lasansan's hand and was threatened by white teeth.

"Sost-san, please come over for a moment. The old man shouted in the distance.

"Okay, the teacher called me, I can't go around with you, the exhibition hall is inside, just turn a corner. Su Xue's sister plus energy, I hope we can become a classmate of the club. Thea shrugged, pointed to the side door, and walked away.

Sangsang glanced at Xia's back, this person was quite thick-skinned.

In the exhibition hall, one wall is stocked with Steve's work, and the other wall is a portfolio of his outstanding students. Scanning the past one by one, the works here are just ordinary hand-painted, and even if there are works with strong color stimulation, they are not dark or healing. Sost is not wrong, Steve's works do tend to be warm, but that is only the surface, if you look closely, there is a feeling of depression in the warmth, and the more you look at it, the more depressed it becomes.

Sangsang lingered in the exhibition hall for nearly an hour before coming out, and found that the best spots in the garden were already occupied, and after a round of tours, he took the big white wolf to a clean corner.

"Shiro, can you do me a favor?"

She is good at landscape painting, but the most she paints is animals, the model big white wolf. Although Bai is not necessarily the big white wolf in the previous life, they are products with the same batch number, and may even come from the same production line, and the appearance and internal settings are exactly the same.

Sang Sang made Bai squat on the ground and raised his head, only her figure in his dark golden eyes.

Since no work can be completely sure that it will touch Goode's heart, it is better for Goode to be moved.

The brush outlines the outline of the great white wolf.

Sang Sang looked at the tip of the pen intently, and his amber eyes became darker and darker.

I'm so perfect, are you tempted?

A genius like me, you're still not tempted?

I'm unique, you're tempted.

I am your hope and you can't live without me!

You'll regret losing me......

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