"Okay, okay, eat yours quickly, by the way. Why have you started running in the morning recently?" Zhuo Siqing asked, changing the subject.
"I don't feel well, I want to exercise." Lu Sheng answered honestly.
Even if he doesn't have extraordinary abilities, he still has blood.
According to the condition of this body, he found out a set of special exercises for the cultivation of hand and eye abilities. The name is a bit special, it is called the Silver Magic Way.
It is an exercise method created by a Danqing master national player in Dayin.
It is said that when one reaches the highest level of practice, one can conjure countless afterimages and can complete hundreds of paintings in an instant, but that person's paintings are naturally not simple paintings.
This exercise was slightly modified by Lu Sheng to make it more suitable for his own situation before he started to practice it.
When you get here, it completely becomes a way to exercise your wrist flexibility. Even many of them are inappropriate because they require a lot of energy to cooperate.
In order to make up for the defect, Lu Sheng dissolved another spiritual thread, allowing it to fuse into his body and slowly nourish himself.
Although the spirit silk does not conform to the rules of the world, as long as it does not leave the body, it will not have much impact.
"Exercising is a good thing, but don't train yourself to death." Zhuo Siqing reminded. "I will have a symposium on painting in a while, I want to attend, I will prepare meals in advance, you can eat alone at home."
"Okay." Lu Sheng nodded.
The Dongyuan Qiulu Fertilization Art already has some clues, and it provides fifteen special divine patterns with different patterns.
The way to exercise your spirit is to keep observing these patterns every day, and walk along every line of the pattern with your eyes.
After Lu Sheng exercised several times in a row, he felt a vague sense of coolness in his soul, and he also felt a little tight, as if he was being tightly suppressed by some huge force.
Soon, more than a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Lu Sheng gradually got used to this kind of life, and his basic painting skills have been successfully promoted to the advanced stage under the control of his hands and continuous practice under his already powerful spirit power.
Some basic sketches such as characters, landscapes, etc., also seem to be reluctant.
There is only one step away from becoming an official painter.
Another gain is that his physical body is getting bigger and bigger, and his body is also much thicker.
The arms and legs are gradually showing strong muscles. The original height of 1.6 meters, even under the fusion of the reminder silk, jumped several centimeters at once, and now it is more than 1.7 meters.
As for Dongyuan Qiulu Fertilization Jue, this sub-volume is divided into nine layers. With the help of the soul of Jubing Peak, this Jue quickly broke through the first layer and entered the second layer. Now we start to observe another pattern.
Life just goes by little by little.
Soon, it was time for Zhuo Siqing to participate in the new round of the National Painter Competition.
The wish was to fulfill Zhuo Siqing's wish, so Lu Sheng had nothing to do, so he simply followed.
In the first round of the national competition, the painters are first selected in the district. Only the top three in the district will be eligible to go to the central city.
The competitions here are based on the town-district-central city-national-international, level by level.
There are also several competitions, and one of the most authoritative is the World Eye of God Competition.
Lu Sheng was also idle, and there was no limit to where to observe the divine patterns every day, so he followed Zhuo Siqing to the registration office in the district.
"Zhuo Siqing, are you here again? Can you do it this year?" The old man in charge of registration asked with a smile.
"Nonsense, I'm sure!" Zhuo Siqing waved his hand and said rudely.
"You are in a good mood."
With a click, a seal was stamped on it, and the old man handed the written registration form to Zhuo Siqing, and then glanced at Zhuo Zhenyu behind him.
"It's really strong." He couldn't help admiring.
"Strong means you can eat." Zhuo Siqing said helplessly.
"Isn't that good?" The old man said with a smile, "Okay, go in, take your painting, go to the old place, there will be someone to evaluate it.
There will also be a dedicated public voting session. With a total score of 50 points, the top three will be shortlisted, no problem, right? "
"No!" Zhuo Siqing nodded.
"Can I go in?" Lu Sheng asked.
"Okay, but you don't have the right to vote." The old man said with a smile.
"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Sheng waved his hand, and the old man's eyelids twitched at the sight of his palm the size of a cattail fan. "I'll just take a look and see how others vote."
It would be fine if Zhuo Siqing could be shortlisted, but if he couldn't, he felt that he had an obligation to help him.
As for how to help, the public voting session and so on, although he can't draw, if he makes a move, it should be no problem to get more than forty points.
He had already figured it out, those paintings were better than Zhuo Siqing's, so he would go around there more when the time came.
The two father and son quickly entered the entrance of the exhibition hall.
"I didn't see him being so strong before. The bigger the child is, the more he changes..." the old man murmured slightly behind him.
Lu Sheng followed into the exhibition hall, inside the red ground and white walls, there were various paintings hanging on the walls everywhere.
A fat, businessman-like man wearing glasses was standing in the entrance corridor, checking the identities of the people who came in one by one.
Zhuo Siqing brought Lu Sheng forward, and carefully handed out his painting association membership card and personal ID card.
"Zhuo Siqing? Are you still here?" The fat businessman felt a little helpless when he saw the father and son.
"I've said it many times, your level is really not enough, it doesn't matter how many times you participate."
"The most important thing is to participate, the most important thing is to participate." This time Zhuo Siqing didn't dare to brag anymore. There was only slight sweat on his forehead, and he handed over his ID.
"Okay, okay, let's go in." The fat businessman said and glanced at Lu Sheng behind him.
He felt a strong sense of oppression in front of him, making his breathing stagnant.
The two father and son finally entered the exhibition hall completely.
Zhuo Siqing also heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and said to Lu Sheng seriously.
"Actually, I was just hiding my strength just now. That chubby businessman didn't know my background, because his son is also one of the contestants, so I can also paralyze the opponent like this."
"..." Lu Sheng was speechless, really thought he was a fool, so obvious that he couldn't see it
"Don't worry, your father is very strong, and I have two partners who are not as good as me, but they are also very strong.
According to the standard, there are three people with one theme for painting creation. I will take you to get to know each other. "
Zhuo Siqing didn't notice his son's speechless expression at all, and dragged him all the way to the depths of the hall.
The innermost exhibition hall is divided into many small compartments, and different combinations of paintings are hung in different compartments.
Soon Zhuo Siqing led Lu Sheng to a compartment on the left side.
"Rui Xiong, Irene! Come and see my son!"
Zhuo Siqing yelled and dragged Lu Sheng into the room, so frightened that the two people who were dozing inside almost fell backwards.
"Uncle Zhuo! Your voice is too loud!!!" The girl slapped the table angrily, stood up and yelled.
The boy beside him covered his heart with an ugly expression.
"me... ."
"What's wrong with you, little bear! Don't scare me!!" The girl rushed over to support him.
"Mian....Mian...Mian...." The boy tried hard to speak, but he was obviously short of breath and was about to be speechless.
Boom!
When Lu Sheng walked over, he slapped the boy hard on the back.
puff!
The boy spat out a mouthful of bread, and his complexion quickly eased.
"The bread is stuck! Thank you very much." He hurriedly thanked Lu Sheng.
Zhuo Siqing also knew that he had frightened the two of them, but he was laughing smugly, he didn't take it seriously at all, and thought it was fun.
Irene was relieved to see that the boy was fine.
"My name is Rui Xiong, and she is Irene. We are both members of the Painting Association. This time we are here to participate in the official painting competition." The boy got up and held out his hand to Lu Sheng. "Are you Xiaoyu that Uncle Zhuo mentioned?"
"En." Lu Sheng nodded. Reached out and shook him lightly. "My father has caused you trouble."
"It's okay, I'm the same age as Irene, both eighteen, you can call me brother Xiong from now on, not a bear, but a majestic Xiong!" the boy Rui Xiong said to Lu Sheng seriously.
"good."
"My name is Irene, you can call me Sister Lin." The girl on the side came over and introduced herself enthusiastically.
"Are you all going to participate in the competition?" Lu Sheng asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, actually, I didn't want to participate so early, but Uncle Zhuo insisted on saying that he would bring me along, so he dragged me along." Rui Xiong said helplessly.
"The most important thing is to participate, the most important thing is to participate! Participating more in these kinds of competitions is good for you young people." Zhuo Siqing laughed heartlessly.
"Yes yes yes... Now that Uncle Zhuo is here, let's all meet up and bring out all the paintings we agreed to last time." Rui Xiong suggested.
"Me first, me first!" Irene volunteered, first picked up a huge picture frame half a person's height from behind, and covered it with a layer of white cloth.
"Look at mine! The theme this time is harvest, so I drew a picture with the theme of autumn harvest."
swish.
She flung the canvas aside.
Hiss... A little bit of golden light flew out from the frame.
Lu Sheng's pupils shrank, and he seemed to hear the rustling of countless wheat waves.
A faint scent of wheat wafted in the air, as if he was surrounded by countless golden waves of wheat right now.
The sun is gentle and warm, shining on the body, as if the whole person is lazy.
"This is... what kind of painting is this??" Lu Sheng quickly came back to his senses, and looked at the frame again. It was just a large wheat field like a sea wave, and nothing else.
But the strange feeling just now is like entering a large wheat field and feeling the splendid and wonderful scenery.
His five senses seemed to be deceived, and he entered that environment instantly.
"Excellent! Irene, your drawing skills have improved again." Rui Xiong praised with a thumbs up.
Obviously he didn't look strong, and his physique was average, but he woke up after Lu Sheng took the second one.
"Look at yours! Hurry up!" Irene hurriedly urged Rui Xiong.
In desperation, Rui Xiong hurriedly brought up his painting.
Swish!
The canvas is uncovered.
A fragrant fruit aroma spreads rapidly and richly.
Lu Sheng felt as if he had shrunk countless times in an instant, standing between the gaps of countless fruits, looking for adventures.
The nostrils are full of strong fruit aroma, and the mouth can faintly taste the sweet fruit juice.
After recovering, he looked again, only to find that there was only a fruit basket drawn in the frame.
"It's my turn!" Zhuo Siqing quickly came up with his own painting in his arms. The difference was that he also carried an extra frame, "I'll show everyone my son's as well!"
Before Lu Sheng could react, he saw him lift the canvas and reveal the two paintings below.
Lu Sheng's sketch is quite satisfactory, it's okay.
But his own is a painting of three people, three silhouettes holding hands and looking up at the starry sky.
The sea breeze blows, and the outlines are blurred. It seems that the three people are exactly the three of him and Ruixiong Irene in the painting.
Just looking at the picture can give people a strong and profound feeling of friendship. All three were intoxicated, as if they had melted into this brilliant starry sky.
It's just eye-catching... ..
All three of them were naked and without clothes, especially Irene, who drew the three points very clearly... .
The whole room fell silent for an instant.