Lu Ping An’s life gained a brief period of peace.
He even felt that these three days were a bit short.
"Hey, are you drawing again?"
"Well, practice."
"...Let me take a look, uh, this painting is a bit subtle."
"Haha, practice."
After funding came to an end, he set up an easel and began practicing sketching and painting on the streets, rooftops, and near intersections.
The painting skills shared by Senior Brother Guan have reached level 4, but if you really want to turn them into your own skills and be able to draw something casually, you still need to really get started and practice.
With just a little mastery, Lu Ping'an realized that he could do anything with complex skills, but when it came to using them, he couldn't do anything.
When I was outlining the lines, I accidentally made a curve and my drawing was in vain.
When I was adjusting the colors, my mind was pretty good, and the painting looked like a clown with only half the makeup on, or the random doodles of an eight-year-old child.
After just a few hours of playing, Lu Ping'an determined that even if he really had the so-called "painting lv4", the results would probably be random lv0 to lv2.
"If this continues, we won't be able to produce a decent work..."
Lu Ping'an, when other conditions were gradually in place, had already begun to prepare his "Art Examination Works" to complete his second-level advancement ceremony.
However, the progress has been quite subtle.
Lu Ping'an also knows how to make up for it. He only needs to take a professional training class and go through it from beginning to end. The scattered experience values, insights, and techniques will gradually become his own.
But he doesn't have time.
"Then, let's paint something impressionistic, I'm good at it."
Placed next to the easel are discarded "paintings".
Lu Ping'an directly used color painting similar to oil painting...or to be precise, he took an oil paint brush and splashed paint and colors on it randomly.
If you just look at the appearance, this is the worst kind of graffiti, with unstable lines and poor brushwork.
If you only look at the too greasy colors, it means that the teachers in the children's art class will not give qualified results. There are too many bright colors and no attention to the matching skills at all.
"......interesting."
But for some reason, the gangsters, profiteers, and even petty thieves who passed by would stop and take a look.
Color expresses mood.
Red represents killing, but paired with black and gray, it makes the wreckage struggling in a pool of blood more vivid.
Gray represents human beings. Tou'er, who had blood-red eyes, screamed and had his arms cut off. The gray-white eyes of the bystanders only made people see indifference.
Black, representing death, is everywhere, in the sky, on the ground, on the human body, and only a handful of white spaces are left.
Yellow represents struggle and survival. The yellow patches on the trailer do not seem to be any different from the workers in yellow coats below.
The poor brushwork in every painting is painful, but everyone living here can see at a glance that this is a painting of themselves.
Although the technique is still a beginner, the emotional resonance expressed is vaguely extraordinary... In fact, this is extraordinary.
[Creator (general): I express, I transform, I create...]
Obviously, this is the ability awakened after "Writing (Pollution)" level 7, the advancement of the previously unclear humanism.
But after I actually started using it, I discovered that the passive ability it provides is probably necessary for all professions such as painters, chess players, contractors, and craftsmen.
It allows your "creations" to exist independently. To put it more utilitarian, it allows "pollution" to stay in your "creations" more permanently and stably.
To put it more bluntly, the existence of pollution sources alone is a prerequisite for the production of polluting items and taboo items.
Lu Ping'an used this ability, combined with the power of the "Pollution Pen", to naturally pour his own "pollution", "emotions" and "thoughts" into it.
This is still not a quasi-pollutant, but it is extraordinary.
Bystanders are aroused by the emotional resonance just by witnessing it.
It's very shallow and inoffensive, but it's beyond the lifelong pursuit of most ordinary painters.
He vaguely understands his "second-level exam". I'm afraid it is not necessary to produce "artworks that normal human beings can understand". What is needed is still to prove your ability to the gods...
"I kind of like this one. How much does it cost?"
"You can do whatever you want."
After taking the 10 door nails in his hand, Lu Ping'an was a little confused. He really didn't expect that he actually made money, still one thousand yuan.
The painting Lu Pingan sold was of a little candle figure melting in the sun. A lot of white was used to pile up the melted wax. The color was very bright and white, but the theme was despair... ahem, hope.
Don't ask him why he draws all these things, he seems to want to draw something positive, and there are no suitable models in this street.
Well, Lu Ping An tried to use his imagination to draw something that could be seen by (normal) people, but what came out had no emotional resonance, and no pollution could be attached to it. It was completely real graffiti.
On the other hand, Lu Pingan picked up paintings with negative themes such as sin, crime, despair, etc., and each one was more accurate than the last... He had already decided to seal up these things when he returned to avoid causing any new trouble.
The person who bought the painting didn't know much about art, let alone appreciation. He just felt that the painting was comfortable for him to look at and wanted to put it in his room.
Forget about it, Lu Ping'an continues to be busy.
One, two, anyway, it’s just random scribblings. I just color them without any sketches. Lu Ping An’s efficiency is very high.
[Acquire a small amount of general skills and experience in painting.]
[Acquire a small amount of professional skills and writing (pollution) experience.]
During this process, his painting experience and professional skills increased rapidly.
Under normal circumstances, it is unlikely that he would have entered the industry so quickly...but the "comprehension" improved by the silver-level blessing is the reason why he has been able to clarify his creative ideas so quickly, and his experience points have skyrocketed.
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Silver-level blessings, fourth-level blessings and above, originate from the incomplete Sphinx, which is the most powerful tool for the "newcomer killer" to deceive people.
By the way, Lu Ping'an didn't crush the elf who tricked him to death, just because he couldn't beat him... Yes, that's right, he couldn't beat him. That gadget had at least a fourth-level combat power.
The water in this factory is actually quite deep, but as long as you don't go too far, it's relatively safe.
The Sphinx's blessing comes only once, and cannot be prepared in advance, so Lu Ping'an got a big deal.
But even so, Lu Pingan only briefly looked at the basic teaching materials of painting and had no intention of improving his painting skills in depth.
After all, the materials he will actually use for "painting" in the future are not serious pigments...
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[‘Reading (Taboo)’ has entered the advanced stage and has been advanced by itself. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the permanent blessing of ‘Erudition (Passive)’. 】
[Erutologist (universal): Reading a lot of books is only a prerequisite. A true scholar can turn any "knowledge" into his own power. Increase the learning speed of professional skills, professional abilities, and the probability of awakening in all aspects. 】
It’s a very simple description, but I’m afraid no professional can refuse this gift.
"Scholars are the strongest way..." Lu Ping'an murmured subconsciously, but was laughed at by a certain cat.
"The strongest? Not to mention how to define the strongest, but a scholar is just a tool profession. What is important is what you use it to obtain. Being obsessed with the path of a scholar is similar to a writer who is obsessed with word games and regards it as the only main path.
Seventy percent are crazy and 20% have joined a cult."
"And 10% more?"
"The strongest man in mankind is a pure scholar."
Although the answer was not what was asked, Lu Pingping understood.