Urban Devouring Supreme

"How did you think of learning this?"

"My dad asked to learn it." Ye Chen said directly.

"Oh. I took the initiative to learn! Now, life is getting better and better. These are all arts. In the future, maybe they will be more promising than those who entered university. Besides, my academic performance is not good, so , Just came out directly." Yu Xiaohong said.

Then he looked at Ye Chen, and then said: "I am from the second middle school! Which school are you from?"

"I'm the third middle school!"

"What? You are in the third middle school! Hahaha..."

"What's the matter?" Ye Chen stopped the pen in his hand and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Is there a fart king in your school? It's even more powerful than biochemical weapons. You smoked the teacher out!"

"..." Ye Chen was speechless!

"I'm sure that the one who fart must have eaten too much sweet potatoes!" Xiaohong laughed.

"Speak down! I am a literary studio, not a chat room. If you want to chat, go out now." Old Chen angrily scolded.

Xiao Hong stuck out her tongue and started painting again. "

She drew the birds all the time, and the flowers were vivid.

"What? Envy? This is the result of my practice for half a year!" Xiaohong said triumphantly.

"You don't need to envy you, you can do it in half a year. However, the prerequisite is that you have my talent."

"This chick is really narcissistic." Ye Chen said in his heart.

Later, Ye Chen also began to practice, but he started from the simplest trace of red.

But just a simple description, he found that he could not do well.

The pen in the hand, no matter what, does not listen.

"Don't I have the talent to paint?" Ye Chen looked at the things he had drawn crookedly, where there was a fish, it was clearly a bunch of mess, and it was a jagged mess.

"Don't worry, use your heart! As long as you work hard to a certain level, practice makes perfect, and you will naturally draw well!" Xiao Hong comforted Ye Chen.

"Heart?"

"Yes! Feel these lines with your heart, feel this form with your heart, and form your image in your mind. This way, it will be much better to paint." Xiao Hong said to Ye Chen, passing on his own experience to him.

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head. "I learn things, never mind."

"Then what do you use?"

"Use your mouth!"

"puff!"

"Okay! If you can learn these things with your mouth, that would be a weird thing." Xiaohong said with a smile at Cheng Yechen.

She regarded this as a joke, but did not see the serious expression on Ye Chen's face.

Then Ye Chen walked out.

At the same time, he took the painting book and paintbrush in his hand.

Go out and find a corner with no one.

Take out these two things again.

call!

Blowing out in one breath, the two things instantly became much lighter.

Ye Chen didn't hesitate anymore, and ate them cleanly, eating too fast, and he didn't even taste what they were.

After he finished eating, Ye Chen found that he had absorbed...60%!

"So few?" Ye Chen said with some dissatisfaction.

You know, when he swallowed those medical books, but he absorbed all of them, now he has only absorbed half of them!

"I'm going! There is a fart!"

This place is not too big, if you fart now, you can definitely smoke out all the people inside.

Ye Chen didn't hesitate to give these things...

A fart mine was formed and stored.

"It's not that I have a bad absorption ability! It's that half of the things in this book should be wrong! I didn't absorb it by myself, and let it out as a fart!" Ye Chen thought in his heart.

The intractable disease record of the ugly lady that I had previously absorbed was completely absorbed. The medical teaching books I bought from the school are all the hard work accumulated by the predecessors, and they are all verified by countless people. , Naturally there will be no problems.

Obviously, my own painting foundation is not so reliable!

"It seems that if I have time in the future, I still need to find an authoritative book and nibble..." Ye Chen said.

Ye Chen returned to the studio again.

"Where is your book?"

"Throw it, no need anyway."

"No need? You don't want to learn anymore?" Xiaohong asked.

"I think, it's just that I have learned it, and that thing is naturally unnecessary." Ye Chen said.

Ye Chen believed that although he had only absorbed 60%, the remaining half was wrong, or at least imperfect. To be precise, I have already eaten all the book.

"Learned...you? Hahaha...this girl thinks she is talented and smart, and it took more than half a year to find a way, touch the doorway, you said that you have learned it? Are you kidding me?" Red said to Ye Chen in disbelief.

"You don't believe me?"

"You're a ghost. I'll tell you, it's fine to talk about this joke in front of me. If you let Old Chen know, there will be good fruit for you." Xiaohong reminded Ye Chen.

"Okay. If you don't believe me, forget it, anyway, I'll find Lao Chen to change another book." Ye Chen said.

When Xiao Hong saw Ye Chen's seriousness, she was actually a little dubious.

"Have you really learned? Then you...show me the fish you just painted in red."

"That fish?"

"Yeah! Right! If you can draw it, I believe it!" Xiao Hong said.

"That fish is poorly painted, I will only paint better than it?" Ye Chen said.

"..." Xiao Hong was completely speechless. She just saw that this kid couldn't even control the front, and now she said...

"Ok?"

When she was wondering in her heart, she saw that Ye Chen had already begun to write.

Seeing that Ye Chen held the paintbrush again, Xiao Hong felt her eyes dazzled.

stable!

It's much more stable than before!

"This...what's the situation?" This brush is a brush, and the tip of the brush is difficult to control. The main test is wrist strength, concentration and control. For people without basics, it is difficult even if they want to control the direction. It is taking the S-shaped route.

The same was true for Ye Chen before, so Xiaohong would laugh at it, but now...

Xiao Hong was shocked.

One stroke falls!

steady!

Robust but smooth!

Unprecedented smoothness, there is a feeling of flowing water.

then……

Ye Chen waved his arm, and Xiao Hong saw a fish leaping over the paper as he moved towards the pen.

All this is so smooth, so simple, as if the fish was not drawn by Ye Chen, but there was a fish there, a fresh fish.

What Ye Chen did was just unblock the fish from the paper.

"You...you...this..." Xiao Hong's eyes widened.

She felt a little incoherent.

"Don't get excited? Speak slowly." Ye Chen looked at Xiaohong and said.

"You liar, fortunately, I still taught you how to use paintbrushes as someone who came over, teaching you how to draw red, and showing off your painterly in front of you. Actually you...you can paint right from the beginning, right?" Hong looked at Ye Chen, thinking of her performance just now, and felt her face flushed.

What is the meaning of playing a sword in front of Guan Gong? This is it!

This kid is a typical pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

"I won't. Just learned it."

"Are you still lying to me?" Xiao Hong said angrily to Ye Chen.

"Ignore you!" Xiaohong felt deceived.