Rebirth:Urban Warlord

Walking slowly to his seat, LAN Muxi has not yet arrived at school. Ye Huang takes out her political history notebook from his backpack and browses it one by one. By the way, he copies all the knowledge in the history notebook into his mind.

After copying, when he had nothing to do, he directly opened the "master of painting" skill.

He recalled the shape of her holding Ye Zi in her arms and drew a picture with a pencil. The picture was lifelike, almost like a photo.

If it had not been for the coarseness of the painting, people would have thought it was a black-and-white photo.

Finally, ye Huang specially used an eraser to wipe it, and made it more like a sketch than a photo.

Looking back, she saw shahona hanging her head, pen in her hand, notes on the table top, but her eyes were blurred and I didn't know what she was thinking.

He must be thinking about his passion in the morning, hehe.

"Nana." It's still early, there are almost no one in the class. They are the first to enter the class every day.

"Yes." Xia Hena heard Ye Huang call her, suddenly slightly trembled, and then raised his head, staring at Ye Huang in doubt.

Ye Huang reached out and held up the sketch just drawn on the table and said with a smile, "Nana, is it good?"

Xiahona's eyes swept to the sketch paper, some blurred eyes instantly became sober and surprised. She covered her mouth and said in surprise, "brother Huang, is this your painting? It's really beautiful."

I can see that the image of shahena is fresh and lovely, and the cute image of kitten little purple is very clear. The quality of this painting is absolutely comparable to that of some cartoon masters.

Xia Hena just stretched out her hand to take it. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. The hand holding the painting drew back. Then he said with a smile, "Nana, wait a moment. This painting still has room for processing. I still need to draw it. You wait." With that, ye Huang stood up and took the sketch out of the classroom of class two in junior three.

Xia Hena looks at the figure of Ye Huang's leaving, and her eyes are full of little stars. Since the last ye emperor's rescue incident, he has really become a well-known celebrity in the school. In addition, she refused a monthly salary of 5000 yuan, which covered up a mysterious veil in people's hearts.

A new generation of campus stars, a new generation of school grass, a new generation of basketball talent.

These are the titles given to him by outsiders.

But today, she found that his mystery was far more than that. His painting skills were so strong that they never showed up in front of people. What other skills did he have? Shahona held her chin with two small hands, and her eyes were dripping with autumn water.

Ye Huang walked out of the classroom because he suddenly remembered that he had a "master of optimization" skill that he had never used.

Since Ye Zi got the ability to "materialize", they had a lot of fun. They even ignored the optimization master's skills unconsciously, and Ye Zi did not remind them.

today he will try to see what the function of this skill is. According to the literal meaning, the meaning of "optimization" can be interpreted as "to extract the essence of the dregs" in order to be more excellent.

With the painting in his hand, ye Huang silently opened the "optimization master" in his heart. In a moment, a target option appeared in front of him.

He selected the sketch in his hand and determined the optimization.

In an instant, a progress bar advances from zero percent to one hundred percent, and the whole time does not exceed one second.

"Optimization complete." This is a systematic hint. When ye Huang raised his hand and looked at it, he was stunned. Originally, the painting was a little dark. Although his brush skill was very good, it was between black and white and sketch in terms of color quality.

After this optimization, it is a complete sketch, but it is more than that.

In this picture, there are some micro dynamic, let the viewer can't help but immerse in it, the slight clear sunshine seems to be sprinkled on the girl's shoulder, the lovely cat's head.

The smile on the girl's face is like a sword orchid, which exudes inexplicable and exciting beauty. The kitten's eyes seem to have aura, bright and cute.

"Too strong." Ye Huang can't help exclaiming that this optimization function is so powerful that he never thought that he could have this ability one day. Fortunately, he installed an optimization master on the computer in his last life, otherwise he would not get this ability in this life.

Ye Huang tidied up his clothes and expression, calmed down the excited mood in his heart, and walked quickly to the classroom.

"Dangdangdangdangdang" Ye Huang reached out and handed the cartoon from xiahona, who had been waiting for this moment to take over the cartoon. When she saw the cartoon at the first sight, she fell in love with it.

"Brother Huang, is this really your painting? It's beautiful. It's so beautiful." When I look at huaixia's cartoon, I find that she has a different life when she looks at the cartoon.

"I drew it, hehe." Ye Huang has some blushes, which he drew with the help of painting software, which is not really a skill.But it belongs to his innate skills, which no one can take away.

She always wanted to stand up and plunge into the arms of the emperor ye and act as a coquettish. This painting is so beautiful that it is beyond her imagination. However, this is inside the class, so it's OK to think about it.

"Brother Huang, your painting skills are so good that you can become a master painter."

Ye Huang laughs and doesn't speak any more. However, he thinks that his skill is called "master of painting", but this is only an amateur. He never thought of making money with it.

A thought suddenly flashed into his mind. If he was a master of a certain kind of art like Lang Lang of later generations, what career would he do if he could buy millions of things he wrote and painted.

Thinking of this, ye Huang's heart is very hot. He should consider this issue. If it is feasible, he will take part in some competition and gradually become famous.

Sanmao has said that you should be famous as soon as possible.

Just thinking, his shoulder suddenly sank.

"Meow" a cat calls to wake Ye Huang from YY. It turns out that Ye Zi is on his shoulder.

Looking back, it's lanmuxi.

"Good morning, deskmate."

"Good morning." LAN Muxi glanced at the picture in the hands of Xia Hena with a smile in her eyes.

"Shahona, the painting on your hand is so beautiful." Blue Muxi couldn't help staring at the painting, but he didn't speak for a long time.

Xia Hena looked at it for a long time, and suddenly heard LAN Muxi talking. She immediately turned her head and said sweetly, "yes, the emperor painted me. It's so beautiful. I can't help praising him."

Blue Muxi slightly shocked, and then the smile on his face disappeared in an instant. The corner of his mouth barely cocked up and said, "are you really drawing it, deskmate."

Ye Huang nodded slightly to show his approval.

"It's a great painting." Lanmuxi gently across the Ye Huang, sat down on his own position, put the schoolbag on the table top, ye Huang seemed to smell a slight sour smell from her light tone, and with a slight smile, sat down on his seat.

"Old deskmate, put away the paintings. Don't let others see them. Besides, don't say I painted them." Ye Huang turned his head and said to Xia Hena.

"Oh, I see." Shahona took a nostalgic look, and then carefully put the painting in her textbook.

"My deskmate, you are good at painting. When did you begin to practice?" Blue Muxi originally cold smile suddenly filled with a smile, asked Ye Huang.

Ye Huang scratched his head and said, "ha ha, when I was a child, I liked to draw with a pencil. Later I found that the painting was very similar, so I practiced occasionally."

"Practice occasionally." Blue Muxi was very surprised, gently covered his red lips and widened his eyes.

"Well, it's like this"

"Xiaozi, I've been here, hee hee." Xia Hena stands up and holds the little purple on the shoulder of Ye Huang into her arms. Ye Zi left Ye Huang one night yesterday. She was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. As soon as she returned to her side, she was taken away by her. Naturally, she was not happy.

"Meow meow" (let go of me, let go of me, I know you are my master's girlfriend, but you can't do this to me), Ye Zi's heart is meow meow, but it's a cat body, not as strong as shahona. Finally, she just lies in the arms of shahena and faces her four eyes, which calls a tear ripple.

Ye Huang naturally heard Ye Zi's mood, but it doesn't matter. She is not an outsider. How about holding her.

Lanmuxi saw the joyful performance of Xia Hena playing with Ye Zi, and thought of the painting, so he said, "deskmate, I apologize for taking Yezi yesterday."

Ye Huang ha ha ha a smile way: "my gas has long been eliminated, it doesn't matter."

LAN Muxi said again: "since you don't blame me, can you draw me a picture? I also want that kind of painting in the hands of shahena."

"The amount of this" leaf emperor dry smile, this xiahena there also suddenly no voice, look at the performance of Ye Huang.

"Why, no way." Blue Muxi small mouth pout, obviously some unhappy.

"OK, OK, why not? I'll draw it for you right away." Seeing the young lady in front of her got angry, he bit his teeth and promised to come down. Maybe he would accept Nana's interrogation when he was going to school. But hey, in the face of her query, I can also implement punishment measures, hey.

With a smile in his heart, he tore up a piece of neat white paper from his homework book and drew with a pencil.

Because LAN Muxi was watching, ye Huang didn't dare to be quick. He could only sketch slowly. Let alone, when he slowly drew, he felt that he was a master of painting, and his painting skills gradually came to his mind.

It's as if he was born with these abilities.