In the process of studying the artistic conception theory in the past few years, Wu Maxi has become more and more admired by Zai Cheng who created Fengpan artistic conception.
Analyzing the structure of Fengpan's artistic conception, it can be said that the performance of the entire structure has been brought into full play. However, because the entire artistic conception adopts a planar structure and the weaving scale is small, it also pays too much attention to the purity of absorbing spiritual power.
Try to avoid the occurrence of traction, which ultimately leads to extremely low efficiency in the cultivation of this artistic conception.
However, the lack of performance cannot conceal the exquisiteness of this artistic conception structure. The coordination of various structures is extremely wonderful, and it can definitely be regarded as everyone's handiwork.
Now that Wu Maxi was facing this messy ghost mark on the paper, she couldn't help but admire the Patriarch Zha Yihou again.
Although the two-dimensional artistic conception is much simpler than the three-dimensional artistic conception, it is really not an easy task to adapt it into a wonderful artistic conception, especially since the structure in front of you is so deformed, and the trend of the lines is simply irrelevant.
Fortunately, this ghost talisman is not even 1% of the size of the wind disk, and the entire structure has only one meaning branch from beginning to end, which finally reduces the difficulty of this question a lot.
Sighs and sighs were heard in the examination room. The fat man sitting on the same bench with Wu Ma Xi was restless and shook his chair, but Wu Ma Xi had already sunk into solving the problem and didn't notice it at all.
After analyzing the entire structure first, and having an in-depth understanding of the structure, Wu Maxi began to analyze what kind of artistic conception this structure was suitable for adapting, and what kind of modifications were needed to clean up the unreasonable structure.
Countless lines and formulas are tumbling in my mind, like runes flying all over the sky, colorful, complicated and chaotic.
Wuma Xi, who was deep in thought, had her eyes blank and completely entered a sluggish state.
Time passed quickly while thinking. After a long time, Wu Ma Xi finally came back from her contemplation and glanced at the Time Barrel. There were still more than twenty minutes before the end of the exam, and Wu Ma Xi had already adapted the structure.
The complete plan and the entire structural diagram are already in my mind.
He took out the twill pen and ruler from his storage bag and began to draw quickly. His handwriting was fast and smooth without any stagnation. Various structures of ideas came to life under his pen, and the whole structure became more and more complete.
About six minutes later, with a strong stroke of the twill pen, the entire structure came to an end neatly.
After comparing with the random structure above, you will find that the two structures are roughly equivalent in structure, but the next structure is clear and organized, and various interferences and fluctuations are well handled. It is a complete and effective therapeutic artistic conception.
However, such a piece of artistic conception with a short structure and low efficiency to the point of being ineffective actually has three tractions, and one of them can only be solved at the stage of the realm master. As an artistic conception, this kind of thing is completely trash can.
.
However, this is the best that Wuma Xi can do at this stage. At this moment, Wuma Xi finally understands why Lin Fu failed the exam for eight consecutive years.
The pointer of the time warp finally pointed to the predetermined position, and the alarm clock rang.
The invigilator opened his hazy eyes, swept his triangular eyes, and became powerful. He raised his voice and said: "The time is up. Which one of you will come up and demonstrate the artistic conception of your own adaptation?"
The nine candidates in the classroom looked at each other, but none of them made a sound.
Wu Maxi noticed that most of the candidates looked ashamed. There was a dark-faced middle-aged man who was eager to take the exam, but was still a little unsure. Only the young man in white had a rather confident look on his face and was scanning his eyes.
Looking at all the people in the classroom.
The instructor waited for a while and said: "It seems that no one has successfully adapted it. Next time I will learn more and come back for the test." After that, he stood up and prepared to leave.
"Teacher." The dark-faced middle-aged man in his forties in front raised his hand cautiously.
"Yeah." The instructor nodded and sat down again.
The middle-aged man took two deep breaths, looked at death with a look on his face, closed his eyes and started knitting.
"Master!" With a soft call, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, raised two orchid fingers, pointed at the white-haired tutor in front of him, smiled brightly and charmingly, and then
Hook your fingers and wink.
A knowledgeable person can tell at a glance that this is a gesture and smile commonly used by women on the streets.
A candidate who was calm and dignified a moment ago suddenly has this character. What is happening?
All the candidates in the classroom looked at each other in shock.
After all, the instructor had rich experience and could see the problem at a glance. He took the middle-aged man's exam paper into his hands with a gentle breeze, glanced at it briefly, and said: "What a broken structure. Only if you don't go too far will there be ghosts."
Following the instructor's soft hum, an artistic conception fell on the middle-aged man, instantly making him lose consciousness.
"Who else?" The sudden change made the instructor's face darken, and his tone became rude.
"Me!" The young man in white shirt stood up and shook his plain and elegant clothes gently.
Yellow and brown are popular in the northwest region, and pure white clothes like this are extremely rare. Analyzing the style of the clothes, this white clothes embroidered with Daidai style logo also has an obvious Central Plains style, although it is a short-sleeved shirt with bare arms.
, but with a bit of elegance and chicness.
"Huh!" The instructor said nothing and sat down.
The young man in white was not affected by the instructor's attitude. He smiled slightly and began to weave the artistic conception. With the artistic conception weaving, a little white flame rose from his fingertips. Although the flame was not big and the temperature was not high enough, this
His success has been proven.
The instructor nodded, took his exam paper away with a gentle breeze, glanced at it twice and said, "Passed." The instructor's tone was very cold, and he even shook his head slightly.
As if he had found a treasure, the young man in white sat down with a face filled with joy, squirming uneasily in his chair. His original calmness and ease were gone.
"Who else?" The success of the young man in white did not soften the instructor's attitude much.
"Me!" Wu Maxi raised her hand and began to weave without waiting for the instructor to speak. After a while, the artistic conception was woven and planted on the instructor.
The instructor realized it for a moment and said expressionlessly: "Therapeutic conception." After saying that, he took Wu Ma Xi's test paper away, glanced at it twice, and suddenly became suspicious, staring at the structure on the paper and observing it carefully.
Of course, the artistic conception on the scroll cannot be called exquisite. There are three tractions in such a small structure. How wonderful can it be? But if you compare it with the original picture above, you can see how extraordinary this adaptation is.
The picture above is too unrestrained and unrestrained. The whole skeleton is almost useless and so deformed that I don’t know where to start. The candidate named Zhang Fengyin was able to knead them together in two hours, although the kneading was not perfect.
It's very clever, but it is enough to prove its profound theoretical foundation.
On the other hand, the candidate named Hu Xianfeng, although the result of the adaptation is much more reasonable than the therapeutic artistic conception, his original structure is more regular, and the difficulty of the adaptation is not high. Such a result is not surprising.
The instructor's expression finally turned clear and he said: "Not bad, not bad."
"You two stay, the others can go, remember to drag this bastard out." The instructor pointed at the black-faced middle-aged man who was lying on the ground.
The candidates in the classroom began to leave one after another, and in a moment they were all gone.
"You two, follow me." The instructor said and walked out of the classroom door first.
A group of three people walked out of the classroom door and walked onto a corridor made of logs. The entire corridor was rough and thick, and every wooden stake and eaves were primitive and ferocious. They passed by a beautiful jasper-like small lake.
It's like the combination of Beauty and the Beast.
As he walked, the instructor turned around and said to Wu Maxi: "Feng Yin, speaking of it, you and I are still half the same family. My surname is also Zhang, but it is Li Zaozhang. My name is similar to yours, Zhang Yi.
Mountain."
What is this called?
Wu Maxi said respectfully: "This is the student's honor."
Although most of the realm cultivators in the northwest region are bold and unrestrained, the realm cultivators in the institute who focus on artistic conception theory are somewhat bookish. Wu Maxi deliberately imitated Guan Xunxian just to suit his liking.
Zhang Yishan then asked: "Feng Yin, where are you from?"
Wu Maxi said: "The student is a native of Heshang."
"Heshangyuan, I often go to that place!" Zhang Yishan seemed to have suddenly found a common topic with Wu Ma Xi, "I have a close friend named Ban Tianou, who lives in your Heshangyuan."
"Venerable Gale Ban Tianou, he is the one that my master admires the most." Wu Ma Xi's tone was calm with a bit of excitement, and his tone was controlled very precisely.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Wu Maxi remembered the past. The situation when he first met Mr. Tai in the southwest two years ago was so similar to this moment. He raised his head and looked at the eastern sky. The sky was extremely clear and clear.
The sky that easily makes people feel relaxed and happy makes Wu Ma Xi feel sour in his heart.
"The student is also from Kawahara, and he lives near Jianlong Bay." Hu Xianfeng took the opportunity to interject. He had a pretty good appearance, especially the outline of his eyes, which were very beautiful, but there was a strange lightness in his eyes.
Hong looked like a gambler who stayed up late and got red-eyed, but looking at his spirit, it clearly didn't look like he stayed up late.
Zhang Yishan ignored him and said to Wu Ma Xi: "Heshang Yuanzhen is full of outstanding people. In such a small area, there are actually three sages who are famous in the northwest, as well as young talents like you."
Hu Xianfeng felt resentful and shut up in frustration. What does this surname Zhang mean? When talking about young talents, why do we have to say "you" only to eliminate ourselves from the ranks of young talents?
"The students have not yet started to understand the artistic conception, and the teacher was very complimentary." Wu Maxi put her mood in order and tried her best to play her role well.
"Feng Yin, you don't have to be too modest. I have read your test papers carefully. Considering your age, it is very good to be able to make that level of adaptation." After Zhang Yishan finished speaking, the topic suddenly changed, "
When you entered the Red Gravel Research Institute, have you ever considered what kind of research you should engage in?"
“What students want to engage in is joint research.” This answer was already prepared by Wu Maxi.
"Combined research? What future can that topic have?" Zhang Yishan was not optimistic about Wu Ma Xi's choice, and turned around and recommended his own research laboratory to Wu Ma Xi, "The most promising research direction at the moment is still there.
It goes without saying that the artistic conception of the Wanliu Era is profound and vast, with many categories. The most important thing is that the Orchid Chi Conference is about to reopen, and when the overseas cultivation schools return, this research
There is a lot to do." After Zhang Yishan finished speaking, he looked at Wu Ma Xi expectantly.
"Students also know that the future of joint editing research is difficult, but since they came into contact with the theory of artistic conception, the first topic that students are interested in is joint editing. Although there has been no progress over the years, their interest has continued to increase. Students do not expect to be able to
Is there any big breakthrough that will leave a name for future generations, but if it can leave some useful information to future generations, then this life will not be in vain." Wu Ma Xi had a great expression of idealism on his face.
Zhang Yishan couldn't persuade him any more and said: "Okay, then you can go to the Merger Research Laboratory first. If you feel that it is not suitable there, you can always transfer to the Wanliu Artistic Conception Laboratory. The old man is in the Wanliu Artistic Conception Laboratory.
I can still talk."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your kindness. The students are grateful." When Wu Maxi said this, he couldn't help but think of Taiyin again.
"Mr. Zhang, students have always been interested in Wanliu Artistic Conception. I wonder if I can join the Wanliu Artistic Conception Laboratory and study under Mr. Zhang?" Hu Xianfeng recommended himself.
Zhang Yishan's attitude was very cold, and said: "I have read your examination papers, and I think your artistic conception style is more suitable for the Night Walk Artistic Conception Laboratory." dd