Chapter 84: Brother does not engage in foundation

"Ha ha!" The book fairy laughed, and the left hand was opened.
"No!" In the second second before Shuxian opened his left hand, Lin Hai came up with two more words.
"Amount..." The smile on the face of the book fairy suddenly condensed, but the left hand has already opened.
Empty and empty!
"Haha, really no left hand, I guessed it." Lin Hai said happily.
The book fairy face is blue and green, and his eyes are staring at Lin Hai.
But soon, his face returned to normal, and his mouth showed a cruel smile.
Guess what?
Is it not through the assessment, is it not your own?
Lin Hai smiled on his face, but his eyes kept paying attention to the expression of the book fairy.
Xianer has already introduced it to him. This product is a master who is ignorant of a word, and he can’t care about it.
Sure enough, seeing the cruel smile of the mouth of the fairy mouth, Lin Hai knows that it is going to be bad.
"Oh, the predecessors of the book fairy, the younger generation do not know what to say." Lin Hai's eyes turned, and gratefully ran to the front of the book fairy.
"Predecessors are really sad and sorrowful. They are favored by the younger generation. If the predecessors first guessed, the younger generations have already failed. But the predecessors insisted that the younger generation should first guess and refuse to take advantage of the younger generation. This is really touching.

Lin Hai also smeared tears.
"Right, the stone is not in the left hand of the predecessor, that is in the right hand." Lin Hai first boasted a book, and then suddenly asked.
"Ah? Oh, naturally in the right hand!" The book fairy has some guilty conscience.
"I think the predecessors must think that the younger generation can pass the first two levels. It is not easy. I really don't want the younger generation to die in the middle of the road. Only then will I take care of it. The great grace of the predecessors, the younger generation is really unforgettable."
"Ah, that, let's just say, I can pass two customs. I really have some skills. I don't want to let genius fall into my hands. That's a pity."
This book is so depressed in the heart of the fairy, Lin Hai this big hat first put on, and he can only follow the words of Lin Hai.
"Predecessors are really the benevolent of the elders. I don't know the fourth level. What advice do the seniors have for the younger generation? I hope that the predecessors will educate us!"
"The fourth level, the painting king is modest, will not be difficult for you, you can rest assured that the past."
"That's the case, thank you for your predecessors, and the younger generation will leave."
"Fairy, let's go." Lin Hai gave a gift to the book fairy, and quickly and Xianer stepped away.
"Amount..." For a long time, the book fairy responded.
Mad, seems to be played by this kid.
However, this kid is really smart, not only not being fooled, but also letting him shut it down without knowing it.
But fortunately, this kid knows to leave some face for himself and does not expose himself.
The book fairy will spread out his right hand and it will be empty.
Both hands have no stones at all.
Along the way, Xianer looked at Lin Hai with a strange look.
"Hey, you have been watching for a long time, how, see your brother is handsome, interesting to his brother?" Lin Hai smiled at Fairy.
After three passes, Lin Hai is in a good mood.
"The slaves dare to have a different idea?" Xianer's face was red and he looked down.
"Hey, this can be." Lin Hai said in his heart.
After walking for almost a kilometer, I came to a large river with fine ripples.
A middle-aged man with a beard, holding a grilled fish in his left hand and a brush in his right hand, what he is painting.
Lin Haiyi, I rely, very rough, very post-modern style!
"The king of the painting, the new master, came to participate in the assessment." Xianer gave a gift, he said.
The painting Wang Meng looked up and looked surprised.
"I rely on it. Is it true that someone has passed the book that is dead and metamorphosis? Is this the first time since the existence of the Holy Land?"
The painting king looked at Lin Hai up and down. It seems that he wants to see it. If there is a book, it will be different.
"Lin Hai Lin, I have seen the predecessors of the painting king!" Lin Hai is more intelligent, as can be seen from the speech, this painting king is a person with a straightforward personality.
For such a person, the more you respect him, the more he respects you.
Sure enough, Lin Haiyan’s exit, the painting king quickly owed a body.
"Little friends are polite, come and come, come and eat fish together." Painting Wang warmly invited.
"Haha, that kid is not welcome." Lin Hai walked over and took a fish from the grill and ate it.
Seeing Lin Hai’s performance is generous, the painting king’s impression of Lin Hai is better.

Well?
Lin Hai suddenly felt a bit wrong when the fish was at the entrance.
A subtle airflow appeared in the body out of thin air, and merged with his innate truth.
The innate instinct after the integration has actually been strengthened to some extent.
"This fish, unusual!" Lin Hai secretly screamed.
However, time is tight, and it is still important.
After eating the fish, Lin Hai said to the painting king: "The king of the painting, you know, the younger generation is for the assessment. Now there is not much time left, please ask the seniors!"
"Haha, let me say, I am not a difficult friend, just give me a picture, as long as there is a similarity of 70%." The painting king waved the fish to Lin Hai.
"70%?" Lin Hai crazy sweat.
Mad, how can he paint? He learned a sketch in high school for a year, and now he forgot.
No way, catch the ducks on the shelves.
I looked around and there was no paper and no pencil. The brush itself would not be used. How can this be good?
Seeing the time is coming, Lin Hai is anxious.
"Well? Have it!"
Suddenly, Lin Hai took out a piece of black charcoal from the bottom of the grill.
Looking around, Lin Hai walked toward a white stone wall not far away.
"Well?" Painting King and Fairy didn't know what Lin Hai was doing, all looking curiously.
Lin Hai walked to the front of the stone wall and looked back at the painting king for a long time.
Then, turned his head and replaced the pencil with black carbon and painted it on the stone wall.
Oh...
After a while, the shape of a head is outlined.

Hey? Interesting, which painting is this?
The painting king’s eyes lit up and looked at Lin Hai’s painting with great interest.
Lin Hai painted a few strokes, and looked at the painting king, and at the same time sighed in his heart, his, really unfamiliar, the original brother's sketch level in the class is in the middle!
On the other side of the painting king, with the gradual formation of the portrait on the wall, he had already thrown the grilled fish aside and ran to Lin Hai’s body, carefully watching Lin Hai’s painting.
After a while, Lin Hai finally completed the half-length sketch of the painting king.
The black charcoal was thrown away, and Lin Hai took a sigh of relief.
Mad, finally finished, although still not very satisfied, but also reached his highest level of seven or eight.
No, it is it.
Turn around and get ready to let the painting king look.
Lying in the trough!
Looking back, I was scared of a big jump.
I saw the painting king keep rubbing his hands, his face smirked, his eyes staring at himself in green light, just like the little girl who was staring at the red fruit.
Lin Hai was scared to jump back and then hugged his chest.
"What are you doing? I can tell you, my brother is not doing the basics!"