After answering the question, Dean Li left staggeringly.

Everyone in the lecture hall stood up and gave it to him.

When the Dean Li walked out of the lecture hall, they packed up their things and dispersed in groups of three or three.

In the front row of the lecture hall, Mu Tianzong felt that he was OK again, and actually challenged Wu Chushi again.

He stood up and said seriously:

"Please stay, please stay."

Wu Chushi frowned and asked:

"Is there anything wrong?"

Mu Tianzong walked closer in three or two steps, bowed and gave a gift, saying:

"I benefited a lot from the last time I discussed with Wu.

Today, I want to ask Mr. Wu for advice.”

After saying that, he bowed and gave a gift.

After hearing Mu Tianzong's words, Wu Chushi said with an impatient look on his face:

"Don't admit defeat.

OK, I happen to be free, so I will give you a chance.

If you lose, don't bother me in the future."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the lecture hall.

He walked to the door of the lecture hall, turned around and said:

"Let's go."

Mu Tianzong's eyes were full of fighting spirit and immediately followed him to the training ground.

More than a dozen other people followed them, walked out of the gate and went to the training ground to watch the fun together.

The excitement in the lecture hall awakened Qin Yi from his fantasy.

Seeing that the surroundings were almost empty, he put away his books, pens and ink, and carried his small bag to go back to the dormitory.

The pen is a bamboo shell charcoal core pen, and the ink is a carboss strip, which is easy to clean up.

When you walk back, you have to pass by the large yard of the practice field.

From afar, he heard a cheering sound inside.

"Student Wu is mighty!"

"mighty!"

"Ha ha!"

This made Qin Yi a little curious.

"What's wrong?"

So, when he passed by the entrance of the large courtyard of the training ground, he looked inside.

This glance happened to fall on Wu Chushi's face who walked out of the courtyard gate.

A little breeze blew by, blowing a few strands of hair, and putting it on Wu Chushi's nose.

She was tilting her head, raising her left hand, covering her eyes.

The green and tender ring fingers gently smeared through the forehead and stroked the strands of hair to one side.

As her left hand moved away, the two of them looked at each other.

Silent for a moment.

Only the breeze is gentle.

Qin Yi reacted first, nodded at Wu Chushi, greeted him, then withdrew his eyes and continued to rush towards the dormitory.

Wu Chushi also nodded gently in response.

Afterwards, she turned in another direction and walked along a route outside the Jiutong Chamber of Commerce's headquarters.

Qin Yi walked back to the dormitory, hung his bag on the wall, and then came to the desk to sit down.

According to the plan, there are three artistic conception pictures to learn today.

"It's almost done. Let me learn for more than ten days, and I can almost finish all the artistic conception diagrams at hand."

Qin Yi first looked at the pile of scrolls on the bookshelf next to him, and then looked at the piles at hand.

The two piles add up to about one hundred.

Of course, there are not only the artistic conception pictures in the Huazhai.

As the largest Huazhai in Mangshan City, behind it is a top force in Qi State.

Not only can he have the ability to include various defective artistic conceptions from Qiguo's own country, but he also has a large number of defective artistic conceptions from other eight countries.

In the past few months, Qin Yi has visited Huazhai dozens of times and has bought hundreds of artistic conception pictures from it one after another.

I have never seen any out of stock in Huazhai.

None of the locations are empty.

Every time Qin Yi visits Huazhai, he can see many new products that he has never seen before.

He calculated that there were hundreds of different artistic conceptions just that he saw with his own eyes.

As for the Huazhai that has not been taken out, I don’t know how many of them are.

After that calculation, he gave up the idea of ​​collecting all the artistic conception diagrams.

It's really impossible.

"If you have to collect all the artistic conception pictures, you will have to live a few more years!

I still focus on strengthening my strength now.

As for the artistic conception diagram, it’s enough, it’s enough.”

For example, the artistic conception diagram of waterfalls includes several types such as waterfalls, giant waterfalls, slanted waterfalls, and explosive waterfalls.

The core artistic conception is actually similar.

It pours down, majestic and irresistible.

It's just a little bit different in the subtleties.

For example, in artistic conception pictures such as drizzle, there are several types such as drizzle, drizzle with flying needles, drizzle with silver threads, etc.

Its core artistic conception is endless and hidden and difficult to see.

For this kind of artistic conception picture of the same type, Qin Yi chose one of them to learn as a material for fusion skills.

As for the others.

No money.

Can't afford it.

Say goodbye.

Even after carefully selecting it, Qin Yi still bought more than 100 artistic conception pictures, which was considered to be basically taking over all the types.

Eighty percent of the deposits in hand were spent.

"When I finish learning, I will probably have no shortcomings in my energy.

Come on, work hard.”

Qin Yi encouraged himself and continued to focus on the artistic conception picture in front of him.

Time flies.

During these ten days, in addition to having to go out, he kept himself in the house and observed those artistic conceptions.

He learned a variety of artistic conceptions and then filled them.

There are more and more scrolls on the bookshelf, and fewer scrolls on hand.

Finally, one evening, he finished learning all the artistic conception pictures in his hand.

"call--"

Qin Yi stretched, rolled up the artistic conception picture in front of him, and placed it on the bookshelf.

He walked back and forth in the room for a few times and moved his muscles.

After that, he returned to the desk and sat down, preparing to integrate the artistic conception.

His face was calm and his heart was not turbulent.

"Skill bar, add some to me."
To be continued...