Ding!
"Congratulations, you have obtained the master-level 'figure painting' painting technique."
"Remarks, this is one of the three major branches of Chinese painting!"
Listening to the system prompts, Sun Mo looked confused: "What? You think I have no future in pinching girls' feet, so you want me to change my profession to be a painter? When I can't survive in school, you will go to the street." Selling paintings for a living?"
Sun Mo has learned that although the famous teachers in the Nine Provinces of Middle-earth include a variety of professions, they are divided into different levels.
There are famous teachers who are good at painting, but they are middle-class and lower-class. After all, painting is too niche.
In ancient China, the highest achievement of a painter was to sneak into the position of court painter and paint portraits of the emperor and his family.
It is possible that paintings will become popular hundreds of years after death and sell for tens or even hundreds of millions. However, this has nothing to do with the artist, and it may not be about the painting being good, but about money laundering by the rich. .
In the Kyushu countries, due to the existence of spiritual energy, the status of famous painters is slightly higher, because the paintings they create will occasionally bring some additional effects, which can affect the mood of the viewer.
Of course, there are only a handful of painters who can do this.
Most of the time, things like appreciating paintings are just a means of communication and elegance for the dignitaries at high-class banquets. It is enough to show their elegant sentiments and unique taste.
“There is no harm in having too many skills to overwhelm your body, even if you may never use them in your lifetime.”
What the system said is true. With craftsmanship, even if the world is difficult, you will never die of hunger. What's more, this is a master-level 'figure painting' painting technique.
What is master level
It is in this field that one who has profound attainments can already be respected as a master.
If Sun Mo learned how to do it, he would have no problem setting up a studio and teaching apprentices. If he met someone who kicked the gym, his master-level painting skills would be enough to handle all kinds of challenges.
"What are the other two branches?"
Sun Mo was actually very satisfied. When he was a child, various interest classes were popular. His family had no money and could not afford to sign up for classes, but he could still afford pens, ink and paper, so he practiced painting for a period of time, but he had no talent. Later, Just gave up.
But in calligraphy, he persisted in hard-pen calligraphy and wrote well. After becoming a teacher at the No. 2 Middle School in the city, his beautiful handwriting and blackboard writing were very profound. The love of the principal and students gave him a lot of impression points and popularity.
As long as you take a skill book, your painting skills can become a master level. The effect is amazing.
"Landscape painting and flower, bird, fish and insect painting. In addition, there are also categories of Western paintings, which correspond to Chinese paintings."
System knowledge.
"oh!"
Sun Mo nodded. The countries of Kyushu were still in the feudal era, and they were indifferent to Western paintings. Even if he were the reincarnation of Van Gogh or Picasso, the paintings he painted would probably be regarded as garbage, and he would not be worth even half a copper plate. value.
"Then do you want to learn?"
The system asked, if Sun Mo does not learn, it will recycle the skill book.
"Learn, why don't you learn?"
While Lu Zhiruo went out to take out the trash, Sun Mo took out the skill book and smashed it into pieces with a slap.
Snapped!
The skill book shattered into a golden spot, like a firefly, flying towards Sun Mo's eyebrows and injected into it.
Some knowledge and insights were immediately born in his mind. A few minutes later, when Sun Mo thought about 'painting' again, it felt like he had been immersed in the art of Chinese painting for decades and gained a lot of insights.
Sun Mo couldn't help it anymore, squatted by the bucket, dipped his hand in water, and started to draw on the ground. With a few strokes, before the water stains dried, a lifelike self-portrait appeared on the ground.
Very realistic.
"Thumbs up!"
Sun Mo whistled, but it was a pity that there was no forum in Kyushu. Otherwise, if he could draw a character painting and pass it on, he would definitely be able to show off and win admiration.
Lu Zhiruo came in and looked at Sun Mo suspiciously. Did the teacher just pick up the money? Why are you smiling so happily all of a sudden
"Open the box on the right!"
Sun Mo felt that this side was more symmetrical and echoed his aesthetics. When he said the word 'kai', it felt like the emperor was turning over the cards and choosing which concubine to sleep with at night. It was very refreshing.
The black iron treasure chest opened in response, and after the light dissipated, a seed the size of a fingernail was left behind.
Ding!
"Congratulations, you got an unknown seed!"
Looking at the dark seeds, Sun Mo was surprised: "What does it mean to be unknown?"
"You just don't know the name. You don't even have the reading comprehension skills?"
System questioning.
"Nonsense, of course I do. I mean, there are things you don't know about your peerless famous teacher system?"
Sun Mo immediately spat back, while also stimulating the system to get the answer.
"Haha, I really don't know what kind of plant this seed is, otherwise I would be so angry that you cheated it out."
System taunts.
"Can it be grown?"
Sun Mo didn't think there was much hope. The seed was thin and lacked water, and the skin had cracks in several places. It looked like an inferior seed.
"have no idea!"
The system is concise and concise.
"Then why do you treat it as a reward? Isn't this a scam?"
Sun Mo was unhappy. It was like saving money for a month to get a Bingbing physical doll from the Internet for free shipping. When he got it and took it apart, he found it was uglier than Sister Pomegranate. Can he still play happily
"The rewards for opening the box are random. You have bad luck. Why do you blame me?"
The system asked back.
“Don’t African chiefs have human rights?”
Sun Mo walked to Lu Zhiruo, touched her head, and deliberately touched her eight times, no more, no less, and then opened the last one.
The black iron treasure chest flashed with brilliance as usual. After it disappeared, a bulging white cloth bag was left, about the size of a fist, like a bun.
Ding!
"Congratulations, you have received a 'Giant Medicinal Pack'. This medicinal pack is tanned using 27 kinds of medicinal materials through a special secret method. It has magical effects such as strengthening the body, activating muscles and blood, dispelling fatigue, etc. Regular use can improve the body. Quality, as the name of the medicine kit says, can make you as strong as a giant.”
"Remarks, how to use it, when taking a bath, throw this medicine packet into the bath water. After five minutes, the medicinal effect will evaporate, and you can start soaking. It will take about twenty minutes."
After looking at the description, Sun Mo was relieved. At least it was better than some unknown broken seeds, and the method of use should not be complicated. It is very convenient to take it with you when taking a bath.
"Is it available in the mall?"
Sun Mo asked, if the effect is good, it can be used regularly.
"Because you got the Giant Medicine Pack, it is now available for sale in the mall, priced at 100 favorability points."
System explanation.
“The price is okay!”
Sun Momo commented that if he accepted the honest man Qi Shengjia as his disciple, he would be able to contribute 100 favorability points in a few days.
Of course, with Sun Mo's character, he would not recruit Qi Shengjia for the impure purpose of gaining favorability.
Sun Mo finished opening the three boxes and Lu Zhiruo also finished cleaning the dormitory. He immediately took Papaya Girl to Yuelaixuan Bookstore.
Jinling City is a prosperous big city. There are taxis on the streets. Sun Mo stopped one casually. He could afford the fare of a few copper coins.
Lu Zhiruo held a linen schoolbag and glanced at Sun Mo from time to time, but hesitated to speak.
"Watch it if you want!"
Sun Mo leaned against the car wall, admiring the scenery outside the window while thinking about how to deal with Zheng Qingfang and maximize his interests.
After receiving permission, Papaya Girl's eyes immediately turned into two crescent moons happily, and she couldn't wait to take out the manuscript paper carefully.
Even though she had already read the previous part, Lu Zhiruo couldn't help but read it again. After reading it, she was immersed in it.
…
"Get off the car!"
Sun Mo paid the fare and shouted.
Lu Zhiruo didn't respond.
Boom!
Sun Mo bent his fingers and knocked on the car wall.
Lu Zhiruo was still unaware, reading the novel eagerly.
"Lu Zhiruo, here we are!"
Sun Mo increased his volume.
"ah?"
The papaya girl was startled, raised her head, and glanced around blankly, what happened? Oops, never mind, "Journey to the West" is great to watch, but Sun Mo actually caused a scene in the Heavenly Palace, it's so domineering.
Just when Lu Zhiruo lowered his head and was about to read this paragraph again, he suddenly realized that he wanted to accompany Teacher Sun to the bookstore.
For a moment, Lu Zhiruo hurriedly packed up the manuscript papers and hurriedly got out of the carriage.
Sun Mo turned around and entered Yuelaixuan. A faint smell of incense immediately lingered in his nose.
"coming?"
Zheng Qingfang, who was lying on the wooden chair, straightened up when he saw Sun Mo: "We haven't seen you for so many days, I thought you were joking?"
As Zheng Qingfang spoke, his eyes glanced at Sun Mo. Seeing that his hands were empty, a feeling of disappointment immediately surged into his chest.
The Journey to the West, Dragon Balls, and Transformers with weird names and unknown contents, I really can’t see them anymore.
Huh, you know young people are unreliable.
Zheng Qingfang was a man who loved books as much as his life. After he returned to his hometown after serving as an official, his old friends were no longer around and he could not gather to chat. Reading became his only pleasure. However, he read too much and there was no more books to read.
Ever since he heard the three names mentioned by Sun Mo that day, Zheng Qingfang couldn't eat well or sleep well these days, always thinking about what they were about.
The so-called good book is just a name, which is enough to make people think about it.
"Does our agreement still stand?"
Sun Mo chuckled.
"Of course, as long as your book is good enough and can be sold out, I will go out of my way to print a thousand copies for you, and all the income will be given to you!"
Zheng Qingfang said in his heart that he meant what he said, so he kept his word, but he still played a clever trick. The books that sold out all of them were all hits. One or two of them every year would be good, and the rest would be good. Most of them will be gathering dust on bookstore shelves.
"That's good!"
Sun Mo nodded: "Zhiruo, give him the manuscript!"
"Aww!"
The one who followed in was holding his schoolbag, a little reluctant to part with it. Can you finish reading it yourself before giving it to this old man
"Oh? Did you really write it down? Come on, show it to me!"
Seeing Lu Zhiruo's hesitation, Zheng Qingfang stood up, rushed to her in three steps at a time, and took away the schoolbag.
"Oh, be careful, don't break it!"
Seeing Zheng Qingfang's actions, Lu Zhiruo felt very distressed.