Chapter 118: Wizards of Heaven

　　 The classmate only glanced at Lin Yi's drawing board, and never moved his footsteps, never looked away.
Another student next to 　　 saw this student’s abnormality and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter? Is it to a certain level?"
　　 He also walked a few steps forward and looked at Lin Yi's painting.
　　 But after only one glance, he stayed there like his former classmates.
　　 can't move steps anymore, can't look away anymore.
　　 The abnormality of these two people was seen by other classmates, and they came over one after another and looked at Lin Yi's drawing board.
　　 So, they can't move their steps or look away just like the previous two.
　　 Ning Zhiyuan has completed his work at this time.
　　 He took two steps back, glanced at his work, and nodded in satisfaction.
　　 In order to show his talents in front of Zuo Yiran, he used these two works with great care.
　　 It can be said that these two works will definitely amaze many girls.
After 　　 looked over, he turned his head and looked left.
　　 saw that Zuo Yiran was halfway through the drawing, but he was motionless, staring at the guy on the other side.
　　 Looking again, it turned out that all the more than twenty classmates were staring at that guy, including the teacher.
　　 Ning Zhiyuan was puzzled. What can I see when a foreigner paints?
　　 Is it possible to draw too many times, so that everyone can't help but spit out?
　　 Ning Zhiyuan thought that this idea was very interesting, smiled complacently, and walked a few steps over there, over the shoulders of everyone, and looked at Lin Yi's drawing board.
　　 At the first glance, I saw that Lin Yi's drawing paper still had traces erased with an eraser.
　　 He couldn't help but curl his lips.
　　 You should know that using an eraser, this is a poor performance.
　　 After the eraser is erased, there will always be traces, which is a flaw.
　　 Therefore, most masters can hardly use erasers to draw sketches. Any point is very accurate and done in one go.
　　 Even if the wrong lines are drawn occasionally, they are cleverly covered up with other lines, and they are completely invisible.
　　 Only those beginners can use erasers.
　　 In Ning Zhiyuan's view, Lin Yi is obviously a low-level beginner.
　　 The level of this guy and himself is simply the same underground and the same as the sky.
　　 However, when he moved his gaze to Lin Yi's hand, he was taken aback, and then he was stunned.
　　 I saw Lin Yi constantly waving his right hand, almost dancing out an afterimage.
"So fast?"
　　 Zuo Yiran secretly surprised and said: Is this the speed of being single for tens of thousands of years?
　　 Then I saw the lines flowing from under Lin Yi's pen tip, gradually forming the required gray surface, dark surface, shadow, reflection, etc.
　　 But this is not the main thing.
　　 The most important thing is: under the speed of being single for tens of thousands of years, the things he draws are extremely accurate. If not from the technical point of view, from the point of view of accuracy alone, this guy's observational power is unique!
how is this possible?
　　 Isn’t he a zero-foundation master?
　　 How can it be possible to have a deeper skill than yourself?
　　 Ning Zhiyuan felt that his self-esteem had been hit.
　　 But he didn't want to admit defeat, he had to make excuses for himself.
　　 "Teacher, it's absolutely impossible for him to have never learned sketching. He must have practiced for a long time. But playing a pig and eating a tiger here is nothing more than trying to attract attention. This method is really clumsy."
　　 Ning Zhiyuan was unhappy, and said.
The teacher shook his head and said, "No. If you only look at the smoothness of his lines, it is definitely a master. But in terms of his painting technique, vividness, and even the use of rubbers. Judging from it, he is an absolute layman. I can even say with certainty that he is drawing a sketch for the first time. A layman can draw a sketch for the first time, and he can paint to this level. I am ashamed."
　　 Ning Zhiyuan's proud and confident, under the teacher's words, finally received a complete blow.
　　 From his first encounter with sketching, he has shown a talent that is different from ordinary people.
　　 No matter which teacher taught him, he said that he is almost a genius in painting.
　　 He always thought he was really a genius in this area.
　　 But today, a layman who paints for the first time is even smoother and better than what he painted. This shocked him deeply.
At this time, a classmate pointed to Ning Zhiyuan and said, "Oh, I remember, you and my cousin are classmates, and you have been to our house once. No wonder I see you so familiar. By the way, you should be a big brother now. Two? How come we have classes with freshmen like us?"
　　As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes turned towards Ning Zhiyuan.
　　 Ning Zhiyuan said that Lin Yi pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, that Lin Yi wants to attract people's attention, and that Lin Yi's methods are clumsy.
　　 After doing it for a long time, he turned out to be a sophomore, but he went to show off among the first-year freshmen. This was nothing more than to make a girl.
　　 It turns out that the person with the worst method is himself!
　　 Under the gaze of more than twenty people, Ning Zhiyuan couldn't stay longer no matter how thick-skinned it was.
　　 His face was blue and purple, especially when he saw Zuo Yiran's gaze, he, who had always been confident, didn't even dare to look at Zuo Yiran.
　　 He didn't say even a word, he tore his painting from the drawing board, crumpled it up, and walked out of the classroom quickly.
　　 Then everyone turned around and looked at Lin Yi. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
　　 I saw Lin Yi from beginning to end, his eyes staying on the drawing board, and his pen never stopped.
　　 The teacher couldn't help but nodded secretly again.
　　 The highest state of a painter is that there is no self and nothing.
　　 When painting, I will not be disturbed by the outside world at all, I am only immersed in my own world.
　　 And Lin Yi, a beginner, has actually reached this state.
　　 Tianzong Wizard!
　　 Tianzong Wizard! !
　　 Lin is indeed painting to the state of selflessness.
　　 After all, it is his first time to touch sketching, and his enthusiasm has not faded.
　　 And the more he paints, the more interesting he feels, the more excited he paints, and he feels that the whole person's spirit is in a state of excitement.
　　 naturally reached the state of selflessness.
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　　 In the entire classroom, there is only the sound of Lin Yi's pen rubbing against the drawing paper.
　　 Everyone stood behind Lin Yi, quietly watching Lin Yi painting.
　　 Outside the classroom, an old man in his sixties with gray hair but good spirits is walking slowly past the classroom.
　　 found that the classroom was very quiet and everyone was surrounded.
　　 He felt a little strange and walked closer to the classroom.
　　 Everyone looked attentively, no one noticed him coming.
　　 He saw everyone watching a young man painting, and he also looked at that young man with interest.
　　 After looking for a moment, his wise eyes lit up.
　　 A few minutes later, after Lin Yi finished painting, he signed his name: Lin Yi.
　　 The old man said, "Well, that's good."
　　 Everyone turned around and saw that it was an old man, they didn't know him.
　　 But the teacher knew the old man and said respectfully: "Vice President Wang, why are you here?"