When Song Zhong fell asleep, one of the students in the Nanshan Academy was not only not asleep, but also lit an oil lamp and lay in front of his desk.
This person is none other than Zhou Qing, the youngest student in Nanshan Academy.
However, Zhou Qing was not thinking about reading hard before the exam, but was toying with the novel illustrations in "Ming Pao".
He spread the newspaper on the desk, then took out the ink pen and carefully opened the pen cap.
"Dian, come out quickly." Zhou Qing's voice sounded like a mosquito, his lips slightly open.
As he whispered, a drop of ink appeared on the tip of the ink pen. Then, the ink droplet turned into a little person as big as a fly.
The villain looked around and saw that the illustration from Ming Pao appeared in front of him. He looked bitter and said, "Brother Qing, the annual exam is tomorrow. If you don't go to bed early, why are you bothering with this illustration?"
"There is no rush for the annual exam. I just entered the school this year. I will study for at least two more years before I can get ahead in the annual exam. Tomorrow's annual exam, I just focus on participating and getting a feel for the regulations." Zhou Qing suddenly gritted his teeth, " But after two years, I am afraid that painting problems will really arise as Master Zhu said, so it is better to learn them as soon as possible, and catch up with the trend and paint for others, and earn some royalties."
"But this painting method is so difficult. It's completely self-contained and I can't learn it." The villain yelled.
"Don't be afraid, hard work pays off. As long as you study every day, Diandian, you will learn it sooner or later. When the time comes, Diandian, you can teach me, and I can help people draw illustrations and earn money for the drawings as soon as possible."
Zhou Qing figured it out clearly. He was not afraid that direct depiction was difficult to learn, and he was not the one to learn it anyway.
As long as he learns it bit by bit and teaches it to him, he will be able to master it without a teacher. In this case, the more difficult it is to draw directly, the slower it is for others to imitate and learn, and the greater the advantage for him.
He could have done the job of drawing for others before others learned it.
"Dian, don't be afraid of difficulties. You should know that direct drawing is a trend in the future and you can make a lot of money. Think about it, as long as you learn it, I will draw for others and earn a lot of money. I can feed you a copper dollar every day from now on."
Zhou Qing coaxed the villain and kept painting a beautiful picture of the future.
Hearing about the wonderful days of having copper coins to eat every day, the villain was so fascinated that ink almost flowed from his mouth.
"Okay, then I'll keep working hard." He cheered up again, "But brother Qing, you have to prepare today's copper coins first."
"Of course." Zhou Qing said, took out a penny and put it on the newspaper.
In order to teach Diandian how to draw directly, he bought several copies of Ming Pao. After the special price for the first issue on the 21st, "Ming Pao" returned to the normal selling price, which is ten cents.
Zhou Qing even spent the money to buy newspapers, so naturally he didn't lack the money to feed Diandian.
Diandian looked at the copper coins, imagining them as copper coins in his mind, and his appetite suddenly aroused.
Following this appetite, he turned into an ink droplet again, jumped on the illustration of "Ming Pao", and gulped down the ink of the illustration.
After a while, the place where the illustrations were on the "Ming Pao" turned into a blank sheet of paper again.
It turns out that this villain is actually Mo Jing, also known as Black Pine Messenger, who belongs to a very special type of spirit.
He can learn the knowledge behind the ink he eats by eating ink; he can also spit ink to others and pass on this knowledge to others.
For scholars, Mo Jing's magical power can be called a learning artifact. Scholars who have always been associated with Mo Jing all regard Mo Jing as a treasure.
It's just that Mo Jing's life is not easy now.
In the past, people who ate ink were cannibalistic manuscripts. The manuscript has its own charm, and if you read it carefully, you can easily learn the knowledge behind it.
But now that printing technology has become popular, everything you eat is printing ink. Not only has it become difficult to learn the knowledge behind it, but it is also extremely unpalatable. No matter how good the article is, it becomes tasteless.
Diandian struggled to finish the ink on the front illustration of the newspaper, turned into a villain again, and retched twice. Then, he couldn't wait to run to the copper coins and ate them quickly like eating cakes.
Zhou Qingqiang restrained himself and waited for Diandian to finish eating the copper coins before asking, "How about Diandian? Have you learned how to do it?"
Diandian was slumped comfortably on the newspaper, and his mind was filled with the smell of copper coins.
Hearing Zhou Qing's question, he shook his head and studied the new knowledge that appeared in his mind.
He spoke incoherently: "It's still early, I've only learned a little bit. This direct drawing method is so strange, the lines are virtual and solid, the weight is completely self-contained, and there are also some strange techniques mixed into it. Unless you can, Brother Qing, you can Find the original manuscript, otherwise I don’t know how long it will take for Diandian to be completely useless."
Zhou Qing had expected it and was not very disappointed when he heard this.
He comforted himself in his mind: "It's okay. No matter how slow Diandian learns, he will definitely be faster than others. As long as Diandian succeeds, I can directly draw and make money. There is a lot of potential!"
After encouraging himself for a while, Zhou Qing lifted up the newspaper, turned it over, and said, "Come on, click, work harder, there are illustrations on the back."
Diandian looked helpless and cried: "Uuuuuuuuuuuah, the printing ink tastes so bad."
"Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. That's how the world is now. But don't be discouraged, Diandian. As long as you learn the direct drawing method as soon as possible, you can make money as soon as possible and live a good life of eating copper coins as soon as possible. When the time comes, all the hardships will be over. , isn’t it beautiful?” Zhou Qing spoke softly and tried to coax Diandian.
"Money, money, money..." Dot, with dull eyes, muttered for a moment, then pulled himself together and said loudly, "I want money!"
After saying that, he dived into the illustrations on the back of the newspaper.
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Another corner of Nanshan County.
In the security hospital, medical officer Xu Luo was also reading Ming Pao.
A black cat jumped on his lap and meowed.
Xu Luo stroked the cat's back with his left hand and thought to himself: "I earned royalties by writing novels, so I don't need to find odd jobs to make money..."
He turned the page with his right hand and looked at the unique illustrations in the newspaper.
"This kind of painting style is really rare. Could it be that the results achieved by Nan Yi are related to painting? But among the eight hexagrams of the Dharma Channel, none of the hexagrams' Tao Fruit will affect even the painting technique and style. "
Xu Luo was puzzled.
However, although he couldn't figure out what was going on, Xu Luo was certain of one thing: Nan Yi was definitely different.
Either he has acquired the Tao Fruit Dharma Seed, that is, he has awakened his innate supernatural powers; or he has been taken away from his body and his body has been resurrected.
No matter what the situation is, Nan Yi is equivalent to a half-step spiritual practice, that is, he has only developed the Tao Fruit Dharma Seed, but has no Kung Fu support.
This kind of half-step spiritual practice is also the unlucky person who is most likely to be caught, pick Tao Fruit Dharma seeds, and refine it into great medicine.
It's just that Xu Luo hid in Nanshan County to avoid his enemies.
In addition, there is a Dragon Qi Law Ban in the county, so Xu Luo does not want to make a fuss by forcefully abducting people.
His original intention was to coax Nan Yi to go outside the city to collect medicine when Nan Yi came to work part-time at his medical clinic.
But Nan Yi turned around and went to Bei Heju to earn royalties from Xie Beihe.
In this way, Nan Yi would not have to come to the hospital to help after the annual exam.
But it doesn't matter, Xu Luo can wait.
After the annual exam, it’s the New Year. It's time for Nanyi to return to Nanshi Village to celebrate the New Year.
Even if Nan Yi doesn't go back for the Chinese New Year this year, if his results in the annual exam are satisfactory, he will definitely transfer to Nan Tian City.
Xu Luo was not eager for the fruits Nan Yi had produced, he just wanted to pick them easily.
He had plenty of time to wait until the day Nan Yi left the city.
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