Master Tongtian

As a spell apprentice, the first important thing is to learn spells.

The purpose of making money is also to learn spells better.

Naturally, as a provider of spell knowledge, the importance of a spell instructor is ranked higher than making money.

The instructor's wishes also need to be well implemented and efforts should be made to satisfy them.

The good news is that the tools that Chabolai got are not only professional, but also complete, and they also provide a lot of spare parts.

So, Rosen opened two drawing boards at the same time.

One used to illustrate Thrandis's Beauty from the Bath.

Another painting in the "Rare and Best" folder is a fantasy Coser named 'Xiao Zhao'.

This Coser is a mixed-race, second-generation rich man who likes to play magician.

Because there is no shortage of money, the quality of the props used, coupled with the extremely outstanding appearance, as well as master-level photography and post-retouching, make each work extremely stunning.

That's not even the point.

The key is that this foreign girl is extremely open-minded. She not only took a lot of normal photos, but also a lot of inappropriate ones.

All in all, it is a rare masterpiece.

Perhaps influenced by Thrandis, Rosen also chose a painting related to bathing, with the theme "Bathing in the Forest."

Once selected, both images are printed together.

Rosen's original intention was to output one after the other, but he did not expect that the Will Desktop would actually output in parallel, and the two pairs could be drawn at the same time.

So he took the beauty out of the bath in his left hand, and bathed in the forest in his right hand. At the same time, he used the hands of the mage to mix paint, and the whole person was as busy as a butterfly wearing flowers.

Maybe it's because the magic power has increased greatly during this period, or maybe it's because the mage's hands have become more proficient.

His mind has obviously become stronger, reaching a level that he could not even imagine before.

While conducting three or even four lines of operations at the same time, he didn't feel confused at all, and he still had room for distracting thoughts.

‘I’m on the fourth line now, and with my distracting thoughts, it’s the fifth line operation! ’

‘This state is truly wonderful. It's like there is a superego that stands above all the thoughts, coordinating and organizing them so that they cooperate with each other. ’

‘It’s a bit like an octopus with five tentacles. No, if your thoughts are so divided, if something goes wrong, will you suffer from schizophrenia? ’

‘Isn’t this the reason for the mentor’s madness? ’

As soon as this idea came out, Rosen suddenly felt a little worried.

Fortunately, his mind was strong and he quickly calmed down.

‘Forget it, forget it, the current knowledge of magic is still too little, and thinking wildly will not do any good except scaring yourself. ’

He decisively gave up such fruitless speculations and concentrated on the painting in front of him.

Probably because he has become more familiar with painting, his painting speed has actually become much faster.

At first it took more than four hours to complete one painting. Today I painted two together, but it only took less than 3 hours.

After I finished painting, it was just early 10 o'clock, and there was still plenty of time before lunch.

Seeing that there was still some time, Rosen walked to the door of the room and shouted: "Uncle? Uncle! Come and help."

There was no response from Xia Bolay, but Harik ran up.

"Another person was killed in the market. Xia Bolay went out to investigate the case. If you need any work, just come to me."

Rosen said: "I have already finished the painting, but it needs to be framed with a wooden frame. This will make it look more formal and classy. Do you understand?"

Harrick nodded repeatedly: "I understand. You have found the right person."

"I worked as a carpenter when I was young, and my craftsmanship is quite good, especially when it comes to framing paintings."

He walked into the studio as he spoke.

"Xia Bolay has also prepared the mounting tools. I will measure the size first and then open it immediately. God, is this true?!"

Harrick's expression suddenly changed, and then his knees softened and he knelt on the floor with a 'pop'. In front of him was the freshly released picture of "Bathing in the Forest".

This red hound with red hair and red beard has a pair of green eyes that are widened to the limit, and his mouth is slightly open, with crystal saliva flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

He didn't realize it, and let his saliva hang down his beard, pulling out a long silk thread.

After a full quarter of an hour, he came back to his senses and wiped the saliva from his mouth vigorously, but his eyes could not bear to leave the girl in the painting for a moment.

"Rosen, tell me quickly, have you ever seen a fairy from heaven?!"

Rosen spread his hands: "No, this is just a painting."

Harrick shook his head vigorously.

"No! No! This is not a painting! This is an epic! This is the entrance to the heaven!"

"Ah~~How can there be such a beautiful person in the world? This must be a fairy! It must be!"

He became more and more excited. He took a few steps on his knees and held the oil painting in his hands. He tried to look closer with his eyes, as if he planned to get into the painting and bathe in the forest pond with the fairy.

This is a bit too much. The paint has not completely dried yet. If it scratches, the painting will be in vain.

Rosen pulled him back with force: "Harrick, come to your senses! We still need to frame it."

After shouting several times, Harik barely came back to his senses, but his face was still full of excitement, and his red beard was still trembling like a burning flame.

"Yes, yes, we still need to frame it. I'm going to get the tools and go. Ah, fairy, you must wait for me!"

He turned around and ran away. In less than 3 minutes, he ran back with tools and materials, heading straight for "Bathing in the Forest".

Rosen stopped him in a hurry: "Do this first. I will take it back to my mentor later."

Because it was a personal painting of his mentor, Rosen deliberately covered the surface with a layer of cloth.

Only then did Harrick see the picture "Beauty Leaving the Bath" and looked at the cloth strangely: "It's not easy to do it when it's covered with cloth."

Rosen shrugged: "This is my mentor's painting. It concerns my mentor's reputation, so please bother me."

First mount the wooden frame, and then use the hands of a mage to cut off the fabric along the frame.

Harrick immediately understood and joked: "Rosen, your mentor is really bohemian."

Rosen shrugged: "This is her personal preference. As an apprentice, I can't comment. In short, you can frame this first."

"Okay, then I'll say goodbye to the fairy for a while."

He started working immediately.

The materials were all ready-made, and the craftsmanship was indeed good. After working hard for a while, "Beauty Leaving the Bath" was framed.

It was exactly 11 o'clock.

Rosen took a piece of cloth to cover the screen, picked it up and ran away.

"Harrick, I'll leave first, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Harrick nodded repeatedly: "No problem, just leave it to me. I guarantee that I can sell it for a good price. No, no, no, it should be a sky-high price!"

Before he could finish speaking, Rosen had already run to the stairs.

"I've prepared lunch, too. I'll put it in the lunch box behind the counter. You can take it yourself."

"Thanks, Uncle Harrick!"

It was getting late, Rosen held the painting in one hand and the wooden lunch box in the other, and rushed towards Thrandis's house.

When Rosen ran to the Chengnan Market out of breath, he unexpectedly discovered that the atmosphere in today's market was not right.

The streets were unusually quiet, and the number of patrolling guards increased significantly.

But time was urgent, so he didn't think much, found the entrance to Alley No. 1, and ran in quickly.

When he arrived near Thrandis House No. 89, he clearly felt that he seemed to have passed through a strange barrier, as if he was being blown by a condensed and restrained wind.

After crossing the barrier, Thrandis's house, which was originally a little blurry and distant, was right in front of us.

He was more than ten meters away one moment, but he was standing directly at the door of the room the next moment.

He thought to himself: "This home protection technique is really strange. I don't know when I can learn it."

Rosen opened the door and walked in, placed the lunch box on the table, and shouted at a slightly higher volume.

"Teacher, I'm back. Is it convenient to go upstairs now?"

After a few seconds, a warm response came from upstairs.

"Oh, my dear father, you are back at last. Your poor daughter is starving to death."

‘Squeak~~dong dong dong~’

The door to the second floor opened, and a fiery red figure quickly ran down the stairs and ran to Rosen. He held his hand with both hands and looked at him with eager eyes.

At this moment, her whole body was filled with passion, like a flame emitting endless heat.

Rosen was stunned and had only one thought in his mind.

"Did the madness happen again?"

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, the day to welcome the new and old. I wish book friends a happy new year.

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