Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Still wrong. Why do I always feel like luring wolves into my room? Could it be that this guy is really out of touch, that's definitely the case, you can tell by his appearance.

Of course he knew how he was painting, so he didn't look like Lu Xiaofeng expected, just looked at it calmly, even though he didn't feel anything, but Lu Xiaofeng had already seen that frown that was slightly furrowed deeply.

Probably because he is not very satisfied with his work, but Lu Xiaofeng doesn't think so. At this level, it is estimated that he will never dream of reaching such a height in his life. In other words, it is already very good to be half of his level.

"Brother Fang, it seems that I underestimated you. This painting is really wonderful!" Lu Xiaofeng admired sincerely. It's just that the person opposite doesn't seem to appreciate it very much. After all, it only took him an hour to paint, which is really not very good. In his eyes, it's even a bit unreliable. Of course, in the eyes of someone, it's not That's it.

If Lu Xiaofeng can draw such a level of painting in this life, it is almost his ultimate goal, and he doesn't dare to think about anything else, after all, the most important thing to be a human being is to have self-knowledge.

"After taking the painting, why don't you leave?" Fang Lang lowered his tone, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly in an instant, and Lu Xiaofeng shrank his neck. Knowing that it is time for me to leave here, otherwise it would be quite troublesome.

"Success, let's go now, you should have a good rest!" Before leaving, Lu Xiaofeng did not forget to tease. Fang Lang didn't react much. After all, during this period of time, he was used to Lu Xiaofeng's gossip, and he could relieve boredom when he was bored, but not now.

Fang Lang glared at him, and the latter quickly closed the door for him. "Huh..." After coming out, Lu Xiaofeng let out a long breath, it seems that today is really inappropriate to go out, if I had known I would not have gone in just now.

However, if he was asked to choose again, he might still be unable to bear his curiosity, after all, this was his Achilles' heel. I am full of curiosity about unknown things, of course, I still have to grasp it by myself, otherwise...

After returning to his room, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but open it and take a look. He himself is not sure what level the painting is, but even a layman like him appreciates it, and feels as if he is seeing something alive.

Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng stood up. As if thinking of something, he walked to his bed and took out the box that was put away just now. What was inside was the original version of Seven Color Flowers. Isn't the contrast obvious?

Thinking about it, Lu Xiaofeng brought the box over and carefully took out the flowers inside. It's impossible for this thing to be damaged in his hands, otherwise, Fang Lang would let him go, and Hua Yan was the first to poison him to death.

This point is beyond doubt. After all, they all know the extent of Hua Yan's obsession with his medicinal materials. Therefore, generally, if it is not necessary, everyone will not touch his things casually, unless it is necessary.

However, this unwritten rule seems to have no effect on Lu Xiaofeng. As long as it is the medicinal material that he likes and is interested in. No matter how precious it is, he will hold it in his hand and play with it without hesitation, of course it will not damage these things.

Otherwise, Huayan would never be willing to entrust things to him for safekeeping. In fact, there is another very important reason. That is, he can always see some very subtle places. In fact, most of the strange things on medicinal materials are discovered by him.

And these things are actually of great help to the study of Chinese language. So, to a certain extent, Lu Xiaofeng was actually doing things for Huayan in a disguised form, but everyone was more willing, so they didn't say anything.

Of course, Lu Xiaofeng also enjoys this form very much, after all, he doesn't need to learn his medical skills. Occasionally stealing a teacher, I always feel that what I have learned is much more precious than what I learned in the right way. Maybe it's because of this idea that he didn't resist it so much.

Many times, when Hua Yan was researching drugs. As long as Lu Xiaofeng was free, he would stay by his side, firstly to help him, but also to prepare to steal his teacher, it would be of great benefit to him to learn more medical skills in the Jianghu.

Of course, it can be seen that Hua Yan doesn't hate him, otherwise he wouldn't let him wander around his room so recklessly, so of course he wouldn't miss such a good opportunity, as long as he is free, he will go there have a look.

After taking out the seven-color flower, Lu Xiaofeng spread out the scroll. Just now I felt that the painting was so vivid, but now I compared it, it looks like the real thing, I am afraid that the butterflies would not be able to tell apart if they didn't rely on the scent.

However, he was curious about what kind of paint Fang Lang used, and how similar the colors were to such a high degree. Some of them are even more gorgeous than the original ones. I have to say that Fang Lang is really a genius in painting, but it's a pity that he doesn't have this talent.

Otherwise, it is actually a kind of enjoyment to paint the scenes and things around you when you have nothing to do. It's just that he seldom has such a leisurely mood. If he has time, it's better to go outside and have a look, it's much better than staying here.

After all, if you let an active person stay in one room for an afternoon, in a sense, you are actually punishing him in disguise. Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng still gave up his idea.

After looking at it for a while, Lu Xiaofeng put the two things away separately. It's getting late, if you don't take a break now, it will be dawn later, it doesn't matter if you sleep less, but if you don't sleep, that's not good, especially for a hyperactive person like him.

This night, everyone seemed to sleep very peacefully. Everything was under Fang Lang's control, and there were no unexpected things. That was the most comforting thing for him.

Before September 15th, I was afraid that something would happen.

When the storm is about to come, it is usually unusually calm, calm and even a little scary. ..