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Fan Lan is live streaming his painting.

The colorful lines that seem to have life flow out from the tip of the pen, completed in one go with precision and exquisiteness. It is an extremely pleasing and healing picture for both painting enthusiasts and people with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

【Watching Lanzhou University painting is really a pleasure...】

[No matter how many times I watch it, I still wonder if this is really a painting and not magic?! ]

[Lan Da's hand, Lan Da's hand, lick lick lick]

[What’s a painting instrument? Teacher, I want to learn hand-painting! ]

[That’s Yunfang paper, right? One sheet is worth a month’s salary.]

[Even among artists who are proficient in hand-painting, there are only a handful of people who are as rich as Lan Da and use real paper every time...]

With the last stroke, Fanlan wrote the word "good night" in the blank space in the lower right corner with unique universal language strokes. Then, ignoring the surging number of wailing comments to keep him, he turned off the live broadcast function and turned on the beeping terminal.

However, after not touching the terminal for an hour, the communication box was already filled with messages. He temporarily ignored the greetings from unfamiliar people and cleared out some chats. The rest were invitations and small talk from friends, such as the letter from his childhood friend Lester:

[Lester: I just bought a batch of millennium paper and sent it to school for you. Don’t forget your birthday party on Saturday. Come over and try on the dress when you are free.]

And friends:

[Qiu En: I was accepted by the Film and Television Academy! Haha, we will be a temporary school from now on! I really want school to start right away! ! ]

[Nuo Lan Yang: There will be a cultural relics exhibition at Jinshaxing next month, would you like to go and see it? ]

Birthday party...

Speaking of which, before he knew it, he had been in this world for twelve years.

He used to be an ordinary human on the planet Earth, which no one knows whether it still exists today. He worked in the painting industry and had a certain reputation in the illustration world. One day, when he went up the mountain to take pictures, he accidentally fell into a canyon and died. When he woke up again, he became Fanlan who had just lost his parents.

Faced with unfamiliar surroundings and language, he kept silent and silently observed the men who looked like doctors. People around him automatically judged that he had lost his family members and was too traumatized, temporarily lost his memory and became aphasic. He was then led away by a man with worried eyes but a strong aura. After his body's memory gradually merged and he mastered the language here, he realized that this man was his deceased father's boss and friend, the famous Admiral Raphael Chiraso of the Insect Star.

That’s right, the Insect Planet, this is the planet where Fanlan is located, a universe dominated by the Zerg.

The Zerg are divided into male and female, both of whom look like human males. Females are generally taller and physically superior, while males tend to be weaker. The male-to-female ratio is as high as 45:1, so males often enjoy preferential treatment and are sought after in society. Fanlan's current body happens to be that of a rare male Zerg.

An orphan of seven or eight years old sounds like his situation is miserable, but with his identity as a male insect and the perfect social welfare system, Fanlan can live to adulthood without worries, not to mention that Admiral Raphael treats him as an adopted son. Fanlan lived in the admiral's home until he was fourteen years old. If he had not insisted on living independently after the age of fourteen and proved that he had the ability to do so, I am afraid the admiral would be very happy to support him until he was seventy or eighty years old.

The few years he spent at the admiral's house were a period when he frantically absorbed information about the world. The integration of his original body's memories, the establishment of new social cognition and values, and the study of the Zerg history, all these things made him more and more eager to explore this new world while integrating into the Zerg Star.

The artist's nature made him not so worried or resistant to being reborn in a strange world. Instead, he had a childlike curiosity about every flower and grass here. When he was in his teens, he stood in the admiral's garden, touched every beautiful and unfamiliar flower with his hands, and drew their veins one by one on the virtual screen of the terminal with an electronic pen.

Paper is no longer used as a writing and painting tool here, but more as a precious collection. According to Fanlan, although painting, calligraphy and other arts have not been lost, they only exist as a rather niche and elegant art hobby. After all, in today's society where AI and technology are highly developed, technology can meet all painting needs, and hand-painting is more like a classical and elegant retro art. In short, ordinary people will not have the slightest chance to come into contact with it unless they are rich and have free time.

At first, Fanlan did not understand the precious value of physical paper today, so he asked the female housekeeper who was taking care of him for paper and pen. After asking for instructions from her superior, the other party provided Fanlan with a stack of paper and pen and ink the next day. Fanlan then quietly lay on the stone table in the garden to paint.

He didn't draw a very lifelike and realistic masterpiece. After all, he didn't forget that he was just a child at that time, and it would be shocking for others to see it. So he just drew a simple picture of the beautiful flowers in the courtyard like a child. Although it was simple, it was very charming. The admiral who came to care about him looked at him with a rather strange look for a few seconds after seeing the stack of papers. From then on, Fanlan got more paper and brushes.

Now, more than ten years have passed, and Fanlan has long been accustomed to life on the Insect Planet. Twenty years old is a watershed for the Zerg, representing adulthood and the initial qualifications for receiving higher education.

There is no kindergarten in the Zerg's education system. Children can choose to receive primary education at the age of six, which is similar to elementary school on Earth. From the age of twelve to nineteen is the secondary education period, which not only includes the cultural and mathematical courses of Earth's middle schools, but also covers the introductory courses in various majors such as art, military, finance, and manufacturing in the last three years according to individual Zerg choices. Most Zerg's learning career ends at the secondary education stage, and they then enter the society. Only a small number of outstanding talents or hard-working people will continue to pursue higher education.

Three months ago, Fanlan received an admission letter from the Capital Star's No. 1 institution of higher learning, the Academy of Arts. The library of the No. 1 institution preserves a large number of authentic ancient paintings, which is one of the points that attracted Fanlan. In addition, painting is a niche field nowadays, and there are only a few institutions of higher learning that have established colleges and universities. The No. 1 institution of higher learning is one of the few remaining ones. Fanlan is also curious about the painting school that integrates Zerg culture and is eager to learn.

But before entering school, the first thing you have to face is——

Twentieth birthday party.

It was held ostentatiously at the Chiraso main residence by his childhood friend, Lester Chiraso, the second son of Admiral Raphael and the next head of the Chiraso family.

Fanlan sighed and turned off the terminal.

[To Lester: Got it, see you on Friday. ]