super creative master

Chapter 941 Super Brain, Painting of Sad Autumn

The crazy operation and high-speed improvement of the brain really gave Li Minghui a great surprise. This kind of surprise is all-round and exists in all aspects. Other aspects of ability, including the overall improvement of painting ability, traditional Chinese painting, simple painting, oil painting, have all made great progress, and the same is true for other aspects.

Take music ability for example, although he has not turned on the music software now, but now he feels that his music ability must have been greatly improved. If he has inspiration now, then he can even create extremely powerful music. music comes out.

These music must surpass the previous ones and reach a higher level, and even the classic songs of the previous life can be reproduced.

And there are cooking skills and athletic talent, these have also been greatly improved, although not as strong as those two aspects, because these two aspects not only include the analysis and perception ability of the brain, but also include physical factors, but they are already It's extremely powerful.

"call!"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Li Minghui secretly said: "Super brain, this kind of development and change is really amazing. No wonder it can be changed with only 1000 million brain points before, but this time it needs as much as 100 billion. It's because of the super brain, this kind of super brain is worthy of the name!"

With a move in his heart, he suddenly turned on the codeword software again, and paragraphs of text suddenly burst out, and he stopped for a while. After reading it, he immediately smiled proudly: "Hahaha, it's really amazing. These texts, The combination is more beautiful, and even the brain can present it almost without thinking, so naturally it can match the crazy hand speed now, which is really great!"

Li Minghui's current normal speed is nine times faster than that of ordinary people, and if the potential stimulation gene is added, the speed can even reach an astonishing twenty times, and the limit speed of ordinary people can reach [-] per minute. , or even a speed of [-] per minute, then he has a speed of [-] per minute!
What a concept, if it wasn't for the fact that his notebook was specially made, the computer keyboard would be smoking in a short while due to the high-speed friction!
The terrifying speed of 1 minute is really amazing and invincible!
"Well, in this way, one million codewords will not be a big problem at one time. The improvement of the brain also makes the use of brain power more efficient. This improvement is undoubtedly amazing!"

Sighing again and again, Li Minghui himself did not expect that it is so vigorous now, and it can reach such a heaven-defying level, it is really amazing.

Now he even has other thoughts in his heart, thinking of opening a new book again, this impulse is barely suppressed by him.

Opening a new book is naturally extremely simple. With his current speed, it is naturally more than enough. As long as he is not too tired and needs to change the angle, it is no problem to open a hundred books, but this is also too embarrassing. Most of them are code writers. He likes web writing, even extremely crazy, but he is not brain-dead.

"Okay, it's just an impulse, don't think too much now, let's see how the painting ability improves!"

Thinking of his ability to draw, he couldn't help but think of the two pictures that he had exhausted his energy for the two girls before, a picture of a pretty beauty, and a picture of an ordinary beauty. After thinking of these two pictures, he couldn't help but sigh When I woke up, I even felt a slight soreness in my mind.

"Oh, I'm still a little confused!"

With a sigh, Li Minghui knew that he couldn't be too cruel, but his strong self-esteem and the most fundamental bottom line in his heart told him that he couldn't coax others, and he wasn't that kind of character either. , although EQ is not too low now, but the essence of wooden people will not change.

"Okay, don't think too much, this Chinese painting is called Sad Autumn!"

Suddenly Li Minghui's heart moved. Although it is obviously spring, his heart is as desolate as autumn, with sadness, inexplicable worry, and unspeakable fear. Sad autumn, autumn is over, then it is It's winter, so it's frightening.

After thinking of this, Li Minghui's mood suddenly became determined. Although he hadn't painted yet, those artistic conceptions and those needed things have already emerged like a tide. What needs to be done now is to draw the picture in his heart, It is only reflected on paper, and from it, many things are revealed.

After the upgrade, the mental value is enough to use after roughly analyzing it, but there is no need to worry too much. After drawing a super Chinese painting, it is broken because of the lack of mental value.

Paper, ink, brush and inkstone are all in the study, and the surrounding environment that he has no intention of cleaning up is also very suitable for the artistic conception he needs now, and it is the artistic conception he wants, so naturally there is no need to take too much care of it. Yes, you just need to draw everything step by step.

A picture, this is a thought in his heart, sad autumn, full of sadness and desolation, even cold!

"call!"

He let out a breath of turbid air, which turned into a hey, and at the same time, the drawing paper was laid out, and the ink was finely ground. The fine cloud ink, an extremely ancient ink in this world, is extremely valuable. Compared with antiques, it was sent to him by the old man of the Ye family. It is extremely precious. Usually, it is not a burst of inspiration in his heart. He usually uses modern good ink for his works, but now this painting is in his heart. It has great value, and I vaguely feel that it will be extremely extraordinary, which can make the second Chinese painting surpass any previous works!
This time, it was the throbbing in his heart, combined with the explosion of strength, which produced the inspiration. This inspiration is also what Li Minghui himself is most excited about, and it is also the painting he most wants to create. To vent the sadness and desolation in my heart.

The cold wind was blowing, sweeping through people's hearts, the moon was bleak, just because of people's haggardness, inexplicably, such words appeared in his heart, it was not a word, let alone a famous work, it was just a thought, an idea in his heart.

The stern cold wind swept through people's hearts, the desolation under the lonely moon and dark night, he also understood in his heart, he didn't know that his heart was broken alone, but there was a woman who was sad for him, but he didn't understand why he was sad , Why is it so inexplicable, just like autumn, it is still very hot, but it is a bleak autumn.

The bleak meaning and helpless words all show his current mood, which is a kind of sadness and disappointment. Now Li Minghui thinks of too many things, these are enough to make people feel sad and sigh .

He is not a sentimental person, but now he understands why countless heroes in ancient times have such a soft side.

The softest side of every man is always in his lover. How many heroes, emperors, and heroes are injured in the hands of women. This is the reason why strong men are overcome with softness.

Sighing, fingers kept grinding, gently grinding, as if to grind his mind into it, from the beginning of painting, that is, when laying out the drawing paper, pressing the paperweight, and grinding the ink, in fact, the painting has already started This is the artistic conception of Chinese painting, and it is also the most attractive part of Chinese painting. What you see is painting, what you understand is the world, the philosophy of life, and what is rich in wonderful scenes.

At this moment, Li Minghui also understood his own heart. After all, he was still as firm as a diamond, but at the same time, he also had concerns. The hardest thing could not cut his heart, but only this softness like water was Can.

The grinding stops, the brush is picked up to paint, and the ink is splashed, heartily. At this time, it seems that there is no worry at all, and there is only a kind of rough heroism, a kind of grandeur, and a kind of poetry that seems to be a bold and unrestrained poet!

The bleak autumn, the ice is like water, don't wait for nothing, empty lamentation, it is the most prosperous time in the world, the moment of painting, the heart is like still water, but it is buried in the bottom of the heart, constantly suppressed, constantly suppressed, and on the screen, at this time It really gives people an extremely heroic artistic conception, which seems to show the beauty of autumn, the joy of autumn harvest, and the joy of everything that has matured.

No matter who it is, it should be praised, and there is also a picture of the autumn scenery, it is definitely a model of a famous artist, and the handwriting of a master is really wonderful!
It's really wonderful. The whole scene is full of beautiful autumn scenery. It seems that people's mood is much better after seeing these. However, only Li Minghui knows what he is painting. It is not about praising autumn or flourishing autumn, but Sad, sad autumn of endless sorrow!
But at this time, there is indeed no sadness at all, but this is the place he really wants to choose, and it is also the place he really hopes to express, the autumn of the prosperous age, but what is hidden, just like his heart now, hiding What are you wearing?
In Li Minghui's heart, that desolate feeling of oppression is still accumulating, suppressing, and suppressing, and the autumn on the screen is also at its most beautiful, with so many fruits that it will dazzle people's eyes. At this time, the pressure suddenly reached the limit, and he couldn't bear it any longer, and a wave of sadness rushed out!
At the same time, Li Minghui yelled loudly, and the screen suddenly changed. In the endless autumn of prosperity, a grass suddenly appeared. It seemed to be the grass that should have grown there originally. This grass grew extremely well. However, Li Minghui's endless sadness suddenly drew this grass directly through the brush. The withered grass has been completely swept away by the autumn wind!

Boom, the scene changed in an instant, and the artistic conception of the prosperous autumn was reversed in an instant...

(End of this chapter)