Lin Qi really didn't want to slap Alice in the face before meeting the head of the Dai family. He didn't want to strain the relationship between the two and miss important events later.
But this woman kicked her nose and touched her face, and Lin Qi was not a good-tempered person either.
"Forget it, the premise for me to reach a deal with the Dai family is that Daxia's technology is attractive enough. Now that the technology's attractiveness has been shown, I don't have to pretend to be a grandson in front of these people."
"I want both parties to cooperate happily and become friends in the future for mutual benefit. If this can be achieved, of course it is the best. But if it doesn't work, I won't force it. You are stepping on me. How can I still
Can’t I kick you out?”
Lin Qi was no longer entangled, and his eyes became calm.
He faced the waves of ridicule from the underground people and smiled confidently.
He said to the instructor: "That's great. I also want to see what kind of guidance the world's highest level demon painting instructor can give me."
Lin Qi's words were very strange.
The instructor felt that this statement sounded very unpleasant to him, but he did not understand why he was unhappy.
If you listen to every word in Lin Qi's words, there is no problem, and there is even a sense of respect.
However, combined with his expression and tone, the instructor felt that this person deserved a beating.
Dai Qisi suddenly felt a chill all over her body.
She was too familiar with this inexplicable atmosphere and momentum. She could feel it every time Lin Qi pretended to be a slap in the face.
Dai Qisi suddenly remembered that Lin Qi today seemed different from the past.
In the past, Lin Qi could be said to be a man of nine words. If you said one thing, he would be able to say nine words to you.
But today, Lin Qi was a bit too easy to bully. No matter how others ridiculed him, he would not say a word.
Dai Qisi felt the breath of danger.
She subconsciously shouted: "No! You can't draw!"
Hearing this, Lin Qi looked at her playfully.
The other tutors and students also cast strange looks at Dai Qisi.
It was you who asked people to paint, but they came on stage, but you didn’t let them paint. What kind of trick are you playing?
As experienced as Dai Qisi, she is used to living under the eyes of others. She is eloquent, but she can't help but be speechless.
She thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't think of a reason not to let Lin Qi draw a demon, which made her blush.
However, at this moment,
Dai Qisi suddenly received the call signal from the chip. She lowered her head and saw that it was the secretary of the house owner, so she immediately answered the call.
"Miss, the head of the family has ordered that he will meet Lin Qi in ten minutes. You should bring him back first."
Dai Qisi is overjoyed!
If you are not thirsty, someone will bring you water?
She was just annoyed that she couldn't find an excuse to stop Hayashizaki's painting demon, so this excuse came to her door?
God help me!
In fact, God did not help her, it was Dai Ting who helped her.
Oh, that’s not right either,
It wasn't her who helped Dai Ting.
The person Dai Ting wanted to help was Lin Qi.
Lin Qi has never shown his true demon painting skills in front of outsiders.
Therefore, even if Dai Ting sent someone to investigate Lin Qi, he still wouldn't know that Lin Qi's painting level has reached the level of a master.
Like all underground people, he believed that the level of painting demons in the mortal world was vastly different from that in the Holy Empire.
However, Hayashizaki has been painting demons for less than two years, and no matter how powerful he is, he can't be much more powerful.
Dai Ting was so smart, how could he not see that Dai Qisi was making things difficult for Lin Qi?
He had already confirmed Lin Qi's character again with his own eyes, and recognized Lin Qi as his successor.
How could he let the Dai family he hated continue to embarrass his great-great-grandson?
Dai Qisi immediately announced the contents of the call on the spot.
Everyone curled their lips,
Everyone already understood Dai Qisi's intention, and they were all ready to bombard Lin Qi.
How could they have imagined that the head of the family would cause trouble at such a time?
"Damn! He actually escaped!"
"This guy has an ugly face and can't draw monsters, but he's very lucky."
"My pants are... forget it, I didn't say anything."
Lin Qi sneered.
It's okay if you don't offend him, but if you offend him, with his bad temper, how can he let it go?
He pointed at Dai Qisi's work and said: "Isn't there still ten minutes left? There are only ten minutes. It is impossible to finish the painting completely, but if it is only at this level, seven or eight minutes will be enough.
Already."
The scene was in an uproar!
What a group joke!
"Can you speak human language? What do you mean by this level? This is painting! Do you understand painting? Let alone seven or eight minutes, I'll give you seven or eight hundred years, and you won't be able to draw it!"
"He knows nothing! In the mortal world, it is difficult to find a demon painter who can draw shapes. He can't even draw a single stroke. It would be really weird if he could understand the shapes at this level!
"
"Okay! Just give him eight minutes! I don't need him to draw pictures. If he can draw ten strokes, I will live broadcast and eat while standing upside down..."
When the man was mid-sentence, he suddenly felt a chill in the air, and he quickly changed his words.
"I'll stand on my head...yes! I'll stand on my head!"
I don’t blame the person for changing his words, because everyone has already seen that the instructor and Dai Qisi’s faces were ashen at this time!
Lin Qi clearly had an excuse to escape,
But he won't run away!
Then there must be something fishy!
Lin Qi didn't push these people either. If he did, he only had seven or eight minutes.
Painting, painting essence, painting spirit,
Although, considering that he is about to break through to the level of painting spirit, he can draw a picture within eight minutes, which is a 100% guarantee.
But Lin Qi didn't want to waste time on boring conversations.
A slap in the face would be nice, but it wouldn't affect his meeting with the head of the Dai family.
Lin Qi waved his hand, and Yaoli took the animation paper and pasted it flatly on the blackboard.
This precise control of the demon power immediately silenced the students who were still making sarcastic remarks.
They couldn't see Lin Qi's skill in painting monsters, but just by looking at Lin Qi's sticker skills, they knew that Lin Qi's cultivation level was far above theirs.
For the demon envoy, painting demons is always an auxiliary, and cultivation is the foundation.
If Lin Qi can overwhelm them with his cultivation, then they have no right to scream in front of Lin Qi.
Lin Qi closed his eyes and concentrated, his demonic power dispersed. On the podium, a paintbrush rose up in the air and fell into Lin Qi's hand.
Lin Qi opened his eyes and revealed his divine light. He took a long breath and waved his pen! Press down!
First stroke!
Everyone present is a demon painter, and they all understand the importance of concentrating and gathering Qi for a demon painting.
Generally, demon painters need to spend a long period of time concentrating and concentrating their energy before writing. In this way, they can move the brush freely and transform the demonic power into shape.
The same magician paints the same monster,
The longer he gathers energy, the more stable his initial strokes will be, and his subsequent strokes will also be able to carry the remaining energy of the strokes, speeding up the entire process of painting the demon.
Lin Qi only has eight minutes, he must be in a hurry,
Therefore, everyone thought that Lin Qi had to spend at least two or three minutes concentrating before he could write.
However, Lin Qi just closed his eyes!
As soon as he closed his eyes, he completed the concentration and energy gathering!
As soon as he closed his eyes, he sketched out his first stroke on the drawing paper without any hindrance!