At the end, Fang Dashun did not give Lin Qi the last test on observation ability.
From Lin Qi's point of view, Fang Dashun was taking care of his feelings and did not want him to be hit again and have his heart shaken.
In Fang Dashun's opinion, this was of course due to impatience.
Lin Qi was helpless, but he did not give up.
He asked Fang Yue for a list of books on how to draw monsters.
When he decided to go back to school, he used his wristband computer to download it himself.
No one taught me, so I learned it on my own!
Although Fang Yue has determined that Lin Qi does not have the qualifications to become a demon painter,
However, Lin Qi's persistence also moved her.
"Perhaps, this is the reason why Hayashizaki-san is able to reach the third level of the Attendant level at his current age. This persistence and unwillingness to admit defeat make him superior to most people."
Early the next morning, Lin Qi said goodbye and took a bus back to school.
The father and daughter still behaved very cordially. Fang Yue was not ready to go back to school immediately, but they still personally sent Lin Qi to the car.
Looking at Lin Qi gradually going away,
Fang Yue asked: "Dad, do you regret taking Lin Qi in?"
Fang Dashun shook his head: "It's not bad. His qualifications are barely adequate, but he's smart and has a better temperament. He won't disgrace our brand name. But don't expect him to carry forward our Dalang Sect."
"Are you really ready to teach him?"
"Otherwise? Everyone has been accepted, and he has not deceived his master and killed his ancestors. How can I turn my back on him and kick him directly?
Wait for a while, choose a few suitable exercises and resources, and send them to him.
If it's holiday time and he still has his heart, let him come to Siren Academy to find me.
I will personally guide him in matters of sacrifice and fighting.
As for the painting demon, you'd better tell him not to think about it.
If you insist on learning even though you are not qualified, this is putting the cart before the horse.
Not only will it not increase his efficiency in improving his surroundings, it will also slow down his promotion speed."
Fang Yue nodded, thinking of Lin Qi's face, which was still pretty, but seemed a little more pitiful and sad.
Lin Qi connected to the Hawk Moth Academy's database in the car.
Going back to school is a round of hard work.
I finished reading the book "Introduction to Painting Demons".
He also bought tools for painting monsters,
When I went to the study room, I spread out a piece of white paper.
According to the method of getting started with painting demons, Lin Qi looked at the image of Taotie systematically while closing his eyes to feel the breath of Taotie.
The special paintbrush in his hand was pulled by the demonic force and moved on the white paper autonomously.
Half an hour later,
Lin Qi completed the painting of a demon for the first time in his life.
There is no professional guidance,
I only read an introduction to painting demons again,
Lin Qi’s level is really limited.
He looked at the Taotie he had drawn on the white paper.
Isn't this just Doraemon lying on the ground with his butt raised?
Lin Qi felt that his life was a process of constant nausea and gluttony.
He felt a little sorry.
But he smiled happily.
What the hell...
Well, Lin Qi didn’t feel discouraged because his painting was too bad.
He has no foundation,
Even if you are really talented, you cannot read an introductory book and then draw a picture of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" with just one stroke.
Lin Qi changed a piece of paper,
Repeat the basic steps of drawing a demon again,
All right,
This time it's a disfigured Ronald McDonald,
Of course, I'm still lying on the ground with my butt raised,
Lin Qi felt sick for a while.
However, a trace of demonic power, so thin that it was almost untouchable, slowly rose from the drawing paper.
Lin Qi was greatly encouraged.
Keep painting!
As the day passed, Lin Qi was writing and drawing.
He has no guidance and no idea how he is getting into,
In short, after wasting a lot of blank paper, I finally drew a centaur that was severely mutated by radiation.
Lin Qi could finally feel a trace of Taotie's will on the drawing paper.
This willpower is very weak, and he cannot let Lin Qi feel Taotie's thoughts.
But progress is already visible, at least it's not like Fang Dashun said, he is not even qualified to become a demon painter.
I looked at the sky,
It's dusk,
He had been practicing drawing demons all day long, and he missed an opportunity to enter Hawkmoth's body.
It can't be like this. You have to learn how to draw a demon, but you can't let down the business.
Lin Qi thought about it and decided on his daily schedule.
If you are energetic in the morning, it is the time to learn about sacrificial rituals.
In the afternoon, enter the body of the hawkmoth and collect sacrifices and crystals.
When I go back to the dormitory in the evening, it's time to practice drawing monsters.
The day was fully planned, and Hayashi Qi felt quite fulfilled.
A night without words,
The next day, I was full of energy and returned to the advanced class.
Lin Qi didn't show up on his second day of school, which surprised his classmates.
Everyone is soaked in the vast sea of sacrificial knowledge, and they can also evolve themselves in the body of the hawk moth.
Which one is not passionate and full of energy?
However, due to the rules, the relationship between the students is relatively indifferent.
Except for those female classmates who control their appearance, no one really cares about Lin Qi.
Lin Qi came to Fang Yue, said hello and sat down.
Fang Yue only came back in the morning,
She heard about Lin Qi's disappearance yesterday,
She felt that Lin Qi was severely psychologically damaged because he could not become a demon painter.
Fang Yue regretted it at that time. She really shouldn't have brought Lin Qi to her father.
Now I see that Lin Qi is very energetic, which shows that he has completed his self-psychological construction.
Fang Yue felt a little relieved.
After studying sacrifices all morning, Lin Qi didn't have many questions to ask Fang Yue.
People will make progress, and methods can be used to draw inferences.
If you encounter a problem and don't even think about it, just ask it directly, Lin Qi will never make progress.
In this regard, Fang Yue was 10% more optimistic about Lin Qi.
"Sure enough, Hayashi Qi is still smart. Even if his understanding is not high, if he is smart and works hard, he will catch up with his classmates sooner or later."
However, when it was almost noon,
Lin Qi turned off the projection of the study of sacrifice, but clicked on the book about painting demons.
Fang Yue was a little depressed again.
"As expected! He hasn't given up yet!
I really hurt him.
Dad is right, if you have no qualifications but want to learn to draw monsters, it is a waste of Hayashi Qi’s limited time.”
Therefore, Fang Yue was not very willing to answer Lin Qi's question about the painting of demons.
Lin Qi could guess what Fang Yue was thinking.
He did not defend this,
Because no matter how he defended himself, Fang Yue would not believe it, and he did not want to share Taotie's secret with Fang Yue.
Forget it,
Speak with actions,
One day, when he gets started with painting demons, he will show it to Fang Yue.
There is nothing Lin Qi can do about his painting skills and understanding.
But Lin Qi is still confident in his perception.
As for the power of observation,
Lin Qi dares to say that unless there are other people with the Eye of All Calamities, his powers of observation are unparalleled in the world!
In the afternoon, I had a delicious meal of Mu Ziran’s three dishes and one soup.
Lin Qi was ready to carry out the cleaning task.
In the tracheal area, he killed more than 500 moths in one fell swoop.
Its points have reached 30,000,
Thirty thousand points are not enough to qualify him for the next level of assessment.
However, he can enter the entire organ layer.
I can’t go to the trachea area, the level is too low,
Even with a big stomach, it’s okay.
But Lin Qi felt that he could hunt down higher-end resistance forces.
Therefore, he chose the third area, the intestinal area.