Douluo: Dog licking system, why do you do it the other way around?

Muse knew Wu Chuan's "thoughts" and nothing more than using it to become famous.

He doesn't mind these things, he is a "painting idiot", he doesn't care about those twists and turns, he is satisfied if he can draw the model in his mind, and he is even more attentive.

Prepare paints and paper for Wu Chuan himself.

Wu Chuan looked a little bit sorry for it, he had a purpose, but instead tarnished the art.

The three of them were busy in the middle, and the surrounding audience were even more happy to watch the excitement. However, they looked at Wu Chuan with some hostility, thinking that the other party was too scheming and wanted to use it to become famous.

"Mr. Muse is too simple..."

"Aren't there few people who want to rely on Mr. Muse to become famous these years? Don't they all bring shame on themselves?"

"Young people are just too impatient..."

The surrounding audience discussed in a low voice.

Come here to appreciate the art of the exhibition, they are not ordinary people, no matter whether their stomachs are male robbers or female prostitutes, but on the surface, each of them has a very elegant accent, strictly adhering to the demeanor and etiquette of a gentleman.

Even though he was dissatisfied with Wu Chuan's actions, he didn't jump out to question and criticize him harshly.

Quietly wait for the development of the situation.

Xiao Wu was holding the pot of orchids. The young girl's fair and pretty face was more beautiful than flowers. She sat on the chair, very quiet, like a wooden figure, but her big nimble eyes blinked and blinked.

Muse and Wu Chuan were not far away, and they painted Xiao Wu together, leaning over to watch from time to time.

After more than half an hour, Xiao Wu gradually became restless. She was so bored that she could hardly sit still, but when she thought of the hundred thousand gold soul coins, she could only hold her temper and wink at Wu Chuan to signal him to speed up.

In the process of modeling, she also got a glimpse of the identity of the muse.

Realized that this is a big cow in the art world.

Wu Chuan is asking for trouble, competing with such a person... Could it be for himself?Because she said she likes art, but what she really likes is not art, but Tang San.

But looking at Wu Chuan's appearance, it doesn't seem to be the case?

Xiao Wu frowned slightly. Is her "bad idea" finished?Do you want to continue... At this moment, Wu Chuan and Muse stopped their brushes at the same time.

Muse turned around silently, and opened the cabinet behind her.

As soon as the cabinet door was opened, the colorful butterflies inside flapped their wings and flew out, like a gorgeous rainbow bridge, they flew into the air and turned to the two paintings.

Part of the butterflies landed on Muse's painting and landed on the orchid in Xiao Wu's arms.

"Amazing!"

Someone couldn't help exclaiming.

Muse's painting is so fake that it attracts butterflies to stay!

Everyone looked at the painting in surprise. With an innocent smile on her face, the girl was holding a pot of flowers. She was more delicate than the flowers, as if she would walk out of the painting at any time.

Seeing this painting, these people showed mesmerized expressions.

Xiao Wu leaned over to take a look, patted Wu Chuan on the shoulder, and whispered with a smile: "This is the art I like... Looking at other people's paintings can attract butterflies..."

Wu Chuan smiled. Behind him, there were more than a dozen spectators, also silent.

Compared with the muse painting next to it, which attracted butterflies to stay, Wu Chuan's painting is very clean, not attracting a butterfly to land, but hovering in front of the painting, looking like he wants to get close but dare not get close.

The audience watching the painting did not make a sound.

They stared at the painting with a look like they had seen a ghost.

Among them, the Muse is also included.

Muse was in a daze, her whole mind seemed to be absorbed in Wu Chuan's paintings.

The audience watching the muse's painting noticed the abnormality. When they turned their heads to look, many people were stunned, and some couldn't hold their breath. They exclaimed, "It's amazing! This character is alive! No wonder the butterfly dare not fall down!"

The audience who made the sound attracted a group of angry eyes, and quickly shut up.

Did he attract more people's attention? All the audience looked at Wu Chuan's paintings, and all of them fell into a weird silence again. I'm afraid they must have seen hell... Actually here, they met a painter who surpassed his muse!

Still just a boy and a half!

This is not a dream!

Chapter 39 Bone Douluo

Muse's status in the art world is equivalent to the title Douluo among soul masters. Needless to say, no one believes that he will lose to others in terms of painting skills.

Now, this cognition has been broken.

Two paintings with the same content are placed in front of everyone, who is superior and which is inferior, even with their artistic accomplishment, they can tell the superiority.

Muse is not good at drawing figures, but she is very good at depicting flowers. Butterflies will mistake paintings for real flowers and stay on them. However, Wu Chuan's paintings, girls and flowers are very real.

Even if the skill of the flowers exceeds that of the Muse, more butterflies will be attracted.

And because the girl in the painting is lifelike, the butterfly dare not fall down, hovering in front of the painting...

Such an intuitive comparison shocked everyone into a momentary loss of focus.

Someone quietly looked at Wu Chuan. From this handsome young man, they seemed to see the birth of a generation of great masters. They could predict what kind of turmoil the art world of the Heaven Dou Empire would cause because of it!

"Skills are not as good as people..."

Muse let out a long breath. His painting skills were suppressed. He didn't feel any shame. He put his hands together, bowed deeply to Wu Chuan, and said sincerely, "I'm so rude, I haven't asked your name yet. "

"Wu Chuan." Wu Chuan helped him up.

Muse read it silently for a while, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, he had never heard of this name before.

Wu Chuan saw his doubts and explained: "Master Muse, I have never registered with the Artists Association. It is normal for you not to know my name. Speaking of which, this is the first time I have painted outside."

"I see..." Muse nodded slightly.

Looking at Wu Chuan's eyes became even hotter. He squeezed his hands and said sincerely: "Master Wu, although painting is an art with no distractions, as a painter, you still need to register..."

"If you don't mind, I am willing to be your referrer and take you to register."

Muse enthusiastically suggested.

After joining the Artists Association, the artist registers their identity and will get a unique name badge, and the copyright of the painting is guaranteed. This is the most basic, and there are many functions, the association can assist the artist.

Such as holding art exhibitions, organizing auctions, exchange meetings, etc...

The benefits are very generous, so if a painter wants to join the association, he needs a certain threshold. One is to have a referrer, at least a senior painter, and the other is to show a painting, which is guaranteed to reach the level of an intermediate painter, so as to be rated.

The artist ratings are divided into elementary, intermediate, advanced, master and the strongest national players.

There is only one national player, and that is Muse.

Muse himself as the referrer, and Wu Chuan's painting, I am afraid that once he registers, he will be rated as a master... As for why he is not a national player?He also needs to "raise hope".

Even if it is just a painting master, there are no more than ten in the country, and every painting that is handed down can sell tens of thousands of gold soul coins!

"Then trouble Master Muse." Wu Chuan nodded.

Muse put away two paintings, gave Xiao Wu his own one, and Wu Chuan's painting was held by him. It could be seen that he liked this painting very much, and he took Wu Chuan and Xiao Wu to the Artists Association.

Everyone followed behind, expecting to see the birth of a new master.

If you're lucky, you might be able to make friends with this master, ask for favors, and take the opportunity to become famous, but you can make a lot of money... Moreover, contacting artists is what these nobles and celebrities flock to.

It seems that they can also be influenced, and they are divided into classes from ordinary people.

A group of people have their own thoughts, at least understand the situation.

Xiao Wu, who was being pulled by Wu Chuan's wrist, was ignorant. She couldn't understand the current situation. How could she say that she was going to register with the Artists Association?Hasn't she paid off her hundred thousand gold soul coins yet?

Also, why did Wu Chuan suddenly become so powerful?

In the painting competition, she surpassed the Muse... Xiao Wu didn't understand how great the Muse was, but judging from the reactions of these people, the status must not be low, and she lost to Wu Chuan.

Doesn't that prove that Wu Chuan knows art well?

Thinking of what she said to Wu Chuan, Xiao Wu's pretty face became hot, she was ashamed!

She thought that Wu Chuan was just a little more handsome, a little more talented, and his family was rich... Besides, how could Wu Chuan compare to Xiaosan?Just casually cite an example of art.

As a result, her face was slapped.

Do you look like a clown?Xiao Wu was extremely ashamed and annoyed.

……

The process of registering as an artist was smooth.

The number one muse in the painter world is personally the recommender, what could be more prestigious than this?

There was no such thing as a low-level person with a dog's eyes. When Muse publicly said that he was inferior to others and showed Wu Chuan's paintings, the entire association was a sensation, the rating master!

Contemporary No.20 three masters!

At only 12 years old, he was rated by Muse as a national-level painter who surpassed himself!

It happened that some nobles in the association were visiting the exhibition at that time. After hearing about this, they looked at Wu Chuan like hungry wolves.

Wu Chuan kindly felt how perverted the aristocrat's pursuit of art was. For his painting, a big aristocrat bid 70 gold soul coins on the spot, and there was even competition!

Wu Chuan hastily called a stop and presented the painting to the muse.

After a few more simple exchanges, Wu Chuan signaled to Muse to sneak out of the association with himself and Xiao Wu, otherwise he would be surrounded by those enthusiastic nobles, and he didn't know when he would be able to come out.

In any case, he is considered "fire"!

I'm afraid that within a few days, the aristocratic circles in Soto City and even the two empires will know his character!

……

"This kid has some talent?"

"The sect really picked up a treasure... However, the most important thing for a soul master is the cultivation of soul power. At his age, he has reached level 28 soul power. He is a genius, not worse than me..."

"But it would be nonsense to say that I would rush to accept him as an apprentice. Old Jian has looked down on me."

On a tall tower, Bone Douluo sat cross-legged on the edge of the roof, overlooking the building of the Artists Association below. There was a hidden back door where two men and a woman sneaked out in disguise.

Bone Douluo stretched his waist, feeling extremely bored, looking at the figures of the three.

Although the task was taken by himself, but his temperament, he really doesn't like to contact with the outside world, this is also affected by the evil spirit, except for a few specific people, he has a very withdrawn temperament.

"Just wait for this kid to come out and practice with him."

When Wu Chuan entered a courtyard, Bone Douluo stood up, a black shadow flashed, and disappeared from the high platform, as if turning into a big black bird. At a height of [-] meters, he came to the ground in the blink of an eye.

There were more people on the street, but pedestrians didn't notice anything unusual.

Bone Douluo landed steadily, frowned slightly, and looked towards the courtyard where Wu Chuan entered, "This aura...what's the situation with that little girl? It's not what I thought, is it?"

With doubts, Bone Douluo sat down in a tea house outside and waited.

He just felt the breath of a 10-year-old soul beast.

But it is impossible to appear nearby... unless it is a 10-year-old soul beast!

But he was not impatient, but waited patiently, but this time, he waited until it was dark... Bone Douluo's face also turned dark, he held back his anger, took out a mask, and put it on his face.

"This kid needs to practice and practice..."

Chapter 40

At the Muse's mansion, Wu Chuan and Xiao Wu received warm hospitality, delicious food and drinks, and what was even more enthusiastic was Muse's desire to communicate. He took Wu Chuan's hand and insisted on discussing painting skills with him.

The other party is making a name for himself, and Wu Chuan is not easy to kill the donkey.

But this soft-heartedness led us to talk until dark... Wu Chuan had the illusion that he had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and was now in the wolf's den. A muse could stalk people as much as those nobles.

Speaking of nobles, this afternoon, they sent hundreds of name cards to the Muse's mansion.

The content is all about inviting Wu Chuan...

Wu Chuan flipped through a few photos, and found that they were all meant to congratulate himself, and to give himself gifts on the pole.

Good guy, his current job is "dog licking". He didn't expect to have a dog licking so soon, and it was a large group. The attitude of those nobles reminded him of the star-chasing fans in his previous life.

Wu Chuan asks Muse to hide his tracks.

He also declined the other party's request for accommodation.

Taking Xiao Wu away, in order to avoid attracting attention, the two of them deliberately put on a hood to cover their faces, but not long after they were discharged from the hospital, Wu Chuan sensed a wave of "maliciousness".