Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

"As expected of being the class monitor, you learn things so fast." Mariko sighed.

"Aren't you more perverted? It took two days of actual combat to quickly complete the work. Now you show your work and say that it was drawn by an experienced painter of more than ten years. I believe it." The squad leader shook his head, without any complacency.

In reality, the class monitor is a top student and can learn everything quickly.

But in front of Yuanzi now, the monitor only thinks that he is a clown, and he is not worthy to be called a school bully at all.

Yuanzi didn't mind this matter, and from time to time praised the class monitor for his strong learning ability.

Day 67.

Mariko successfully filled the "mysterious side sketch artist".

After the skills are fully brushed, Yuanzi tries to draw a concept map of Cthulhu.

At the beginning of writing, there are no amazing changes on paper.

In the middle of the painting, the pencil keeps superimposing the dark strokes, and the dark, depressing, desperate, magnificent temperament rises faintly.

In that black-and-white painting, there are tentacles everywhere, rough seas, tiny people.

The huge figure of the evil god loomed in the hazy mist.

Obviously no face was exposed, just relying on the silhouette in the shadows, it gave people an epic sense of suffocation as black clouds overwhelmed the city.

Mariko himself didn't notice anything unusual, but felt that the pen in his hand seemed to come to life, and every line was in his mind, with bright parts, gray lights, boundary lines between light and dark, dark parts, reflections, etc. at his fingertips.

But the monitor next to her was different. She was drawing and drawing, suddenly shivering, and subconsciously glanced at Yuanzi.

Looking at it, for tens of seconds, the body seemed to be frozen.

The squad leader held his breath, his hair standing on end.

After 1 minute, the squad leader barely opened his mouth, and his teeth chattered: "Mariko, what are you drawing!"

"Huh? I'm drawing Mr. Ke's concept map."

Yuanzi turned her head and said, and then saw the monitor shrinking behind her drawing board, not even daring to poke her head.

This kind of timid look made Yuanzi come back to his senses, he must be showing his power by painting.

Mariko looked at his painting again intently. To be honest, the painting was not finished yet, so Mariko didn't feel suffocated.

But from the monitor's point of view, he was so frightened that he had to hide behind the drawing board.

Yuanzi immediately tore down the unfinished painting, rolled it into a paper tube, and said, "Squad leader, I rolled up the painting, so you don't have to be afraid."

"Really?" The squad leader shrank behind the drawing board like a bunny and trembled.

"I'm sorry, I was just drawing casually, I didn't expect it would affect you." Yuanzi said embarrassedly.

The Ke Zong painted by Yuanzi is of course the Ke Zong in her mind, not the real appearance of the evil god.

The evil god is indescribable and has no fixed appearance.

So Yuanzi thinks that the Ke Zong she painted is not the same as Ke Zong's real appearance, it is just her fantasy.

The squad leader quickly looked at Yuanzi, and found that Yuanzi had a painting rolled up on his hand, and the drawing board was empty.

The tense heart let go, and the body no longer trembled.

"Scared me to death, don't draw such scary things in the future, okay?"

The squad leader clutched his chest, the painting just now brought back part of the memories of that terrible dream.

It was obviously a dream, not real, but the feeling of darkness, oppression, and madness, oppressing her body like overwhelming mountains, was really scary.

I don't want to dream of Cthulhu in this life, the squad leader thought.

"Well, I can only say try my best, and I won't draw evil gods in the future." Yuanzi dared not pack his ticket.

With this mysterious sketching ability, why not use it to make money, Yuanzi will not be against money.

At most, I won't draw evil gods in the future, even the evil gods that Yuanzi imagined, the temperament is quite amazing, and it is inconvenient to show.

Next.

Mariko took out a fully charged laptop, connected it to the board drawing screen, opened the drawing software, and started the journey of practicing celluloid painting.

Hand-painting and board painting have a different feel. After all, you are drawing on a computer, and you can't feel the friction between the pen and the paper.

But it doesn't matter, Yuanzi activated the hang-up skill, and the system immediately detected that there was a new skill to learn.

[Detected that the host is practicing board painting. 】

[On-hook learning ing...]

[Junior Board Painter: 0/100]

After Yuanzi enters the on-hook state, his own hands will automatically draw, absorbing the board drawing experience at the fastest speed.

Since Mariko has a lot of experience in sketching, the hang-up efficiency of the board painting is unexpectedly high.

[Knowledge point +1]

[Knowledge point +1]

Ten experience points were lost in one hour!

Yuanzi's highest hang-up speed in a single hour is 10 points, and the daily limit is 100 points.

Ever since, he got up the next day and continued to practice the board painting, and Yuanzi quickly filled up the elementary board painting.

【Intermediate Board Painter: 0/500】

The difference between board painting and sketching is that there is more knowledge about the use of color.

A wife who paints well often has an amazing ability to use color.

Mariko discovered that after the intermediate board painting process was deepened, she also had a clear understanding of the use of color in board painting.

For example, what color to match with what color can make the character look more gloomy, more evil, and more unpredictable.

Having said that, this is hanging on, and I am working hard in the direction of that unspeakable horror.

The reason is still influenced by the mysterious sketch artist.

As a result, when she practices board drawing, all kinds of board drawing practice pictures have a mysterious side.

Chapter 28 Day 89

The squad leader held a pencil in his mouth and frowned his pretty little eyebrows.

The legs are extended straight and placed under the drawing board.

Both hands were raised flat, the muscles in the waist were stretched, and the mouth made a stretching sound of "um--".

After stretching, the squad leader looked at Yuanzi next to him.

Yuanzi lay down in front of the table, concentrating on drawing on the tablet screen, operating the digital pen at an unimaginable speed.

When I saw Yuanzi carrying a pencil before, Yuanzi was practicing sketching, drawing at an astonishingly fast speed.

At first glance, it looks like graffiti, but when Mariko is halfway through the painting, there will be a surprised scene of "Hey, this person, this background, when did you finish it?"

"Excellent." The squad leader sighed for the 19th time.

The changes in Yuanzi's body were visible to the naked eye.

Apart from the fact that the inner salted fish character has not changed, the most obvious change is Mariko's super painter.

Whether it is a sketch or a board painting, they are all from unbearable to shocking.

It's okay to talk about board painting, after all, there is a foundation in sketching, but the monitor doesn't quite understand the changes in sketching techniques.

I always feel that Yuanzi can't be so powerful.

Assuming that Mariko knew how to sketch before, then all this makes sense. Mariko is actually pretending to be a newcomer, deliberately spending a few days pretending that I really don’t know how to draw, and then using the rapid progress of a painter in a few days to even out The gap between the two learning talents.

Yes, so far, Yuanzi has not shown the learning speed of serious knowledge in front of the monitor.

The books Mariko read were either books related to occultism, useless novels, or books on painting.

Usually at night, the squad leader dictated some survival knowledge to Yuanzi, and the little agricultural knowledge might also be knowledge Yuanzi had already learned.

During the rest of the time, Mariko hadn't shown her amazing talent for learning serious subjects to the class monitor.

The class monitor looked at it for a while, and Mariko drew a crow today.

A street lamp, a black crow with red eyes, so red that it seeps through.

To be honest, this painting is a bit scary. Yuanzi's painting is in the style of celluloid, and the colors are used very well. Various dark tones constantly stimulate the monitor's brain, causing the body to subconsciously secrete a large amount of adrenaline.

Pounding.

Heart rate increases, blood pressure increases, and calls are rapid.

The squad leader quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look.

Since that painting of Cthulhu, Mariko's paintings no longer include the evil god Cthulhu, and the paintings are all relatively normal things.

This time it was also a relatively normal crow, without any explicit flesh and blood, and without open intestines.

It was such a painting, but it was so attractive that the class leader was scared and wanted to take another look.

"Just take another look." For some reason, the squad leader couldn't control the curiosity in his heart. He was very afraid of the unknown stimulus and felt very yearning.

It was as if Mariko's paintings had an inexplicable charm that attracted her.

The squad leader took another look, and his little heart was pounding, both nervous and frightened.

As everyone knows, Yuanzi at this time has already brushed the board painting to the mysterious side.

Because there is a mysterious side sketch artist as the base, various painting techniques smoothly transition to board painting skills.

[Mysterious side panel painter: 1000/1000! 】

After the last stroke, the red-eyed crow on the electronic screen seemed to come alive, and flew out of the screen, croaking and making people's brain tremble.

But when the squad leader and Mariko blinked again, the red-eyed crow remained motionless on the screen, as if the scene just now was just a fleeting illusion.

……

On the 89th day, that night.

Yuanzi put away the computer and chatted with the class monitor on the bed.

"Squad leader, why don't you give me a lecture today?" Yuanzi asked.

Every night, the squad leader would tell some survival tips before going to bed to cultivate Yuanzi's survival skills.

Today the squad leader seemed to have nothing to say, which surprised Mariko very much.

"It's not that I don't want to talk, but I don't seem to have anything to talk about. I've been learning to draw recently, and I haven't read any books on survival knowledge." The squad leader said awkwardly.

"Ah, okay."

Mariko shrugged, she had nothing to say.

Yuanzi is a person with a slight social terrorism, and she is not a very smooth-talking person.

When communicating with friends, it is usually the friend who brings the topic. If there is something she can talk about, she will follow up and chat.

If it's the content of her blind spot, such as some TV series, then it's hard to talk about it, and she can't get in the conversation.

Yuanzi is a game geek and a fan of fan dramas. Even if she is a woman, Yuanzi still has an insane love for fan dramas.

Most girls watch stars and watch live-action dramas, and not as many girls watch anime as boys.

Mariko usually wants to find something to talk about, so the monitor who has been in contact with the drama can chat.

However, the squad leader's favorite dramas are serious male and female CP love dramas, daily dramas, funny dramas, and cute dramas. He doesn't watch the dramas with beautiful girl lily meat that focus on dating as the main plot line.

In the past three years, Yuanzi has thought about breaking the squad leader, but after many trials, he still feels like forgetting it.

The squad leader is excellent in morality, intelligence, physique and beauty, and is the god in the class. Such a goddess doesn't even want to pollute Yuanzi, so she doesn't bother to forcibly bend her.

Mariko usually has a whim, and occasionally he says hello in front of the monitor.

Anyway, I said it too many times, and the monitor wouldn't take it seriously.

Mariko stared at the ceiling, in a daze.

"Hey squad leader, is there any place you want to go?"

"No, why do you ask?"