Infinite Killing Evolution

Lin Yi squinted slightly, as if thinking back about something.

And the two of them have already begun to write.

Rustle--

The two men used pencils to outline the outline, and then slowly distinguished the light and dark sides with shadows.

When their outline was drawn, everyone saw it and started talking in a low voice.

"Isn't this senior sister?"

"Well, it is indeed. So is the other one."

"Both of them painted senior sisters."

"Looking at the outline of the two of them, they already have a seven-point look. The sketching skills of this portrait are not superficial."

Zuo Yiran saw that both of them drew themselves, and her pretty face blushed slightly. In my heart, these two people are really annoyed. It is really annoying to draw themselves in front of so many people.

These two people have been pestering themselves for the past few days, and they were annoying at first, but now they can only make themselves hate them even more.

But then she raised her head to look at Lin Yi again, expecting a little secretly in her heart.

She had seen the woman in ancient costume painted by Lin Yi. The painting was so vivid and beautiful. in case……

Thinking of this, her heart jumped without plopping.

Ten minutes later, at this time the man with golden glasses and the man with moles had completed the preliminary structure, and the following was a long time for detailed processing.

When the two of them dealt with the details, they surprised everyone again.

"Let me go, look at this eye, how smart, it looks exactly like a real person."

"Just looking at these eyes, you know that they are the eyes of senior sister."

"This pair is not bad. Although the eyes are not as agile, they are more popular and look more real."

Everyone looked at the glasses on the two paintings, and then at the eyes of Left Yiran.

I think these two paintings are awesome.

Then everyone looked at Lin Yi again, only to see that he was still standing there, squinting his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

There was a slight anger in his expression.

After a while, this trace of anger turned into worry and consideration;

After another moment, this trace of worry and consideration transformed shock, admiration and shame...

In short, Lin Yi was completely immersed in his own world at this time.

Even Zuo Yishi beside him didn't know what Lin Yi was doing right now.

But at this time, because Lin Yi was facing Wang Molin from his side, Wang Molin's heart was bright when he saw the change of expression on Lin Yi's face.

From Lin Yi alone, he has already affirmed that Lin Yi not only did not throw away the painting, but also made considerable progress.

His expression has not changed much, and there is already a trace of relief.

As a result, he already knew, it was self-evident who lost and who won. There was no need to keep watching.

But he still wanted to see how far Lin Yi had progressed at this time.

After a few more minutes, the two of them also finished processing the details of the nose.

Everyone was amazed again.

"The nose is painted too much."

"This is simply a copy made by pressing the senior sister into the copier."

"Your analogy is too unkind. You have the heart to press such a beautiful senior sister into the copier?"

"Anyway, they both draw too much alike."

While everyone admired the painting skills of the two men, they were also wondering: "Why doesn't Lin Yi do it yet?"

"I don't know, he can't draw it, right?"

"One class has passed, and the other two are almost finished. He hasn't done it yet. Should we wait for another class?"

"He is either pretending to be compelling, or he can't draw at all. He was great at the calligraphy contest last time, but it was just calligraphy, sketching and calligraphy. That's a huge difference."

Zuo Yiran is also very confused, what is Lin Yi doing?

I really couldn't understand him more and more.

After another few minutes, both of them had finished drawing.

When everyone looked at the two portraits, their eyes gleamed.

"The elder sister painted by Jinsi Glasses is beautiful and beautiful."

"The senior sister painted by Brother Mole is simple and natural, closer to the real person."

"One is equivalent to using special effects, and the other has no special effects, but it is more real. In short, the two senior sisters painted have their own merits. If I want to judge, it is really difficult to determine who wins and who wins."

"Does it still need to be judged? I don't know who won, but it's clear who lost."

This person said this and looked at Lin Yi.

The meaning is obvious, that is, Lin Yi lost.

I haven't written yet, can I not lose?

Zuo Yiran is also very puzzled, what kind of medicine does Lin Yi gourd sell?

In his doubts, Lin Yi's slightly squinted eyes finally opened.

He seemed to have just experienced a certain emotional ups and downs, and there was a gleam in his eyes shaking.

With a look of admiration on his face, he began to write.

Rustle rustle rustle--

He drew so fast that he couldn't see the movements under his hands.

Originally, he wanted to control the speed so as not to frighten these students.

But at this time he was completely immersed in his own emotions and couldn't care about it at all.

In his pen, a sketched portrait appears to be printed by a pinhole printer ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ displayed on the drawing paper at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone was surprised at this speed.

"Fast hand speed!"

"This hand speed, I am afraid it is a single dog of the tenth century."

"With such a hand speed, you can draw such precise lines, I'm satisfied!"

The man with moles and the man with golden glasses were also surprised at Lin Yi's hand speed. But that's all.

Fast hand speed does not mean high level.

Fast hands can only explain one thing: the long time of being single.

Lin Yi didn't hear everyone's exclamation at all, nor did he notice other people's eyes, he was completely immersed in his world.

With such a super high hand speed, a sketch was completed in just two minutes.

When this sketch appeared, the whole classroom was silent.

Everyone's eyes fell on this sketch.

...

For two full minutes, no one was speaking in the classroom.

The entire classroom was so quiet that even the sound of blood flowing in everyone's blood vessels could be heard.

When everyone looked at the painting, they became admired unconsciously.

Whether it is a boy or a girl;

Whether it is a proud person or a person with a small belly;

Whether it is a person who has just been in love or a person who has just lost love

Whether it is someone who just lost a hundred yuan or just picked up one hundred yuan...

At this time in their hearts, all the sadness and joy have disappeared, and the expression on their faces is only two words: admiration.

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