"Now that I have one hundred and twenty-two points, then... you can consider buying the brush."

Nowadays, the things that points can be exchanged for are various equipment and energy drinks under [Shenxing Taibao]. The equipment currently includes running shoes and sweatbands, which are enough for the time being; the live broadcast assistant under [Live Broadcast Master], Meng

Fan really wants it, but that thing costs 1,000 points. According to the triggered tasks, unless it is to complete the illustration process three or to clear the circle of death.

Therefore, the paintbrush can be said to be the only option.

purchase!

The powerful function of the brush is one of them, and the key is that it can also increase one point of painting skills.

Redemption successful.

Just like the previous exchange of running shoes and sweatbands, the paintbrush "ran" out of Meng Fan's mind and landed on his hand. It was also very small. It would only change to normal size when needed and could be attached to similar items.

Can also be used alone.

Seeing that there was no one around, Meng Fan made a thought, and the brush became a normal size. It looked very ordinary, nothing surprising, but it became fun once he started painting.

"Pencil, hardness 9B."

"5B."

"2B."

"HB."

"F."

"Harder, H."

"Harder, 2H."

"No matter how hard it is..."

I suddenly changed the pencil hardness from 9B to 10H, and the colors I drew also went from thick to very light, and then I started playing with colored pencils, and then I started playing with various types of pens I could think of, such as markers, needle pens, roller pens, watercolor pens, etc.

, various hardnesses and various diameters. In addition, there are brushes, fountain pens, ballpoint pens, milk pens, gouache pens, highlighters, chalks, eyebrow pencils and other pens that Meng Fan may not have a chance to use. The conversion in between is basically

Meng Fan changed them as soon as he realized it, without any pause.

Finally, with a thought, Meng Fan turned into an eraser. No matter what the strokes were, with a wave of his hand, he wiped everything clean without leaving a trace!

"666!"

Meng Fan couldn't help but send a "barrage" to this multipurpose pen.

Just as I was about to switch to my usual F lead to seriously try out my new drawing skills after adding 3 points, several WeChat messages came in on my phone.

"Pang Meng, why are you running! Just run, at least tell us when the live broadcast will be tomorrow and what the content will be!"

This was sent by "Oh no rough".

"Well, I'll hang up the announcement."

Meng Fan couldn't say that he wasn't running but was rushing out to see the system rewards. After losing several smiley emoticons, he quickly went into the backstage of the live broadcast room and revised the announcement - the live broadcast will start at 7:30 tomorrow, with the special performance of the Beast Ear Girl.

"Oh my god, the Beast Ear Girl special show! I'm convinced, you can't draw men, can you?"

"Men don't draw well."

Meng Fan replied, picked up the marker and carefully drew a picture of the male protagonist in "A Thousand Years of Dreams". He already had the character design before, and he also drew several pictures one after another. He was very familiar, but a little bit unfamiliar.

I'm familiar with the marker pen, but I "realized" several times that I didn't have it in my hand, which delayed me a lot of time.

Nine minutes.

Not counting the background and coloring, drawing familiar characters at this speed is considered too slow for Meng Fan.

“It’s pretty good!”

Meng Fan held his double chin and admired it, regretting that he had given the sketch of "A Floating Life and a Dream for a Thousand Years" to Qin Geng too early.

If I use my current painting skills, my chances of being selected will increase a lot.

Um?

It seems that the character of the male protagonist also has some perfect points, and there are quite a few.

Is this the effect of increased imagination?

As if to test his ideas, Meng Fan drew three pictures with a marker without stopping. The characters were still the same as before, but they looked much better than the original ones. Well,

, even Meng Fan himself thought it was great.

"Turn off the lights."

When Meng Fan was still unfinished and wanted to continue painting, the studio administrator began to clear the place.

"Do you want to give it to Qin Geng?"

Meng Fan hesitated while cleaning up.

Well, why I lost three pictures can explain that I am forgetful, but it is difficult to explain the difference in painting skills before and after. After all, the difference after adding three pictures is easy to see for a professional of Qin Xian's level, and

I'm pretty sure it's not the reason for Meng Fan's condition.

It would be a pity not to give it.

But if you give it, the possibility of being selected will increase a lot. It's not for the remuneration, but just for the "qualification" of having drawn illustrations for well-known novelists.

Zi.

As soon as he stepped out of the studio, he received a WeChat message, which solved Meng Fan's problem.

"Done."

What Qin Xian sent was concise and concise, followed by a WeChat transfer - 5000.

"Friendly price. If the quality of your paintings passes the test, we will decide directly to you."

Qin Geng sent another message, and Meng Fan immediately understood that it was Xiaoti, the author of the novel, selling face to Qin Geng. Of course, this premise was that the quality of the painting was up to standard.

"Invite you to dinner."

"Come on, what can I get from eating with you! If you skip a few classes, I will thank you!"

“I’m really losing weight o(╥﹏╥)o”

"You've lost some weight!"

"I will!"

"hehe."

Qin Xian's words directly talked the world to death.

I gave Qin Xian a selection of 30 pictures, and I think it would be good to have 15 of them included in the book. The remuneration of 5,000 yuan is not much for a professional illustrator, but for a student like Meng Fan who has not graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts

It's quite a lot. Combined with the speed with which Meng Fan completed the brushing in less than three days, it can be said to be quite a lot.

Meng Fan, who was in a good mood, thought about buying some late-night snacks to reward himself, but in the end he gave up the evil idea, but on the way back he couldn't help but buy a bottle of Fat House Happy Water, which was ice-cold, and he opened it for a moment.

The sound made Meng Fan almost faint.

I plugged in the straw and sucked it while walking towards the dormitory, my steps seeming light to the cement on the ground.

"stop!"

After not walking far, I finished my drink and was about to find a trash can to throw the can away when a female voice came from in front of me.

"Stealing something!"

The female voice became more and more fierce.

Meng Fan saw a man and a woman on the road ahead. The man was in front of him and the woman was behind him. It was obvious that the shout came from the girl behind him. When the boy heard it, his face became extremely ugly. He turned around and pointed at the female voice, and then walked away quickly. The girl also quickly

After following him, the boy started running and turned back to glare at the girl: "Try calling me again."

The girl was obviously not threatened, so she yelled even louder: "I stole something!"

"Grass!"

The boy cursed and moved much faster.

Snapped!

Meng Fan threw the Kuoluo jar in his hand directly. He was quite strong, and he added a little more strength. After these days of training, he could exert more force than before, and his aim was also very cooperative, and he hit it just in time.

On the boy's feet.

Hit him directly?

That is impossible.

It actually startled him.

This is enough.

Meng Fan took advantage of him being stunned and rushed forward with a tiger pounce.

The boy is about 1.78, 156. His height and weight are considered good on campus, but he is not big enough to see in front of Meng Fan. He is lying motionless on the ground. If Meng Fan wants to rub him, he can rub him any way he wants.

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To be continued...