[Chapter 631 Our most important thing is the soul of art]

Literature does fly, but before literature takes off, there is one thing that is destined to take off first, and that is Robb’s cartoons.

Robb grabbed the paper in the hand of the elf elder and said with a smile: “Don’t worry! This kind of paper is rice paper, which is not suitable for writing on it with a quill pen, only suitable for writing on it with the traditional oriental brush. Painting, you want to create your literature on it, it’s still very early. Now, this thing is only suitable for me.” The

old man took the paper just now, but he felt that the quill pen was writing on this kind of paper. , I was afraid that it would be broken with a single poke, so he had nothing to say, so he had to say: “It doesn’t matter, I already understand, just add alum, glue, and wax to the pulp to improve this kind of pulp. The strength of the paper, the quill can also write on it at that time, but the cost will be slightly higher. Our family can provide the best elf alchemists to help solve this problem, and promise not to charge you a penny, for the sake of literature , my clan will do whatever it takes.”

Robb laughed: “That’s a story later, let’s take a look at my gameplay first.”

He reached out to Shang Hui and said, “Bring a pen!”

Shang Hui smiled He smiled, turned around and left, and soon brought the Four Treasures of the Study.

Of course, these things are made on a temporary basis. The writing brush is a wolf hair brush, which is quite high-end. As for where the wolf hair comes from, it is even simpler. A few days ago, the werewolf general Bai Yue went to the holy city Xifeng to see the big boss. Lolita, but before he could say a word, Robb caught him and pulled out a handful of wolf hair.

The werewolf general Bai Yue was of course very angry, but there was nothing he could do with his anger. He couldn’t beat Robb, so he had to endure it.

As for the ink sticks on the inkstone, they are very simple.

Robb picked up the wolf pen, dipped it in a little ink, then lifted the pen and hovered over the paper…

Everyone’s eyes widened, waiting for him to play.

But Robb was stunned until now.

He knows his own level of Chinese painting, and that is the word “scum”. To put it in a nasty way, it is difficult for him to draw a smooth line with a brush.

With those exquisite Man paintings in his mind, he remembered the plot and even some very important storyboards, but it was impossible to draw them exactly as they were, without this level of painting.

How can this be done?

This meow is just killing me! Man painting is not if you want to paint, you can paint if you want.

What Naruto, One Piece, Shinigami, etc., he can’t get it out.

Suddenly, a flash of light came down from the Tianling cover with a “poof”, and the shot made him wake up, right! The painting style is very bad, but there is a Man painting that is equally popular all over the world, isn’t there a copy?

One Punch Man original version!

The bald-headed teacher Saitama, let me use your story.

Robb brushed and drew with a few strokes.

The elf elder next to him only read a few strokes, and then screamed “ah”: “What are you painting? What kind of children’s painting is this?”

Even Marian and Shang Hui, who didn’t know much about art, saw Robb’s first painting, he couldn’t help sweating, what kind of ghost painting style is this? So insane!

Robb continued to paint regardless of how they complained.

Add an agility buff to yourself, and the hand holding the paintbrush is as fast as the hand that has been single for 300,000 years, drawing fast.

The workers brought the sheets of dried paper one by one, and Robb used his terrifying speed to move his pen like flying, drawing one after another.

The elder elf next to him kept screaming: “Ah, another drawing of a child! Ah, another drawing of a child. This is not art at all, it is a waste of paper.”

Marianne was sweating profusely: “Godfāther although He is unbelievably strong in other strengths, but his artistic accomplishments such as singing and painting are simply unacceptable.”

Even Shang Hui, the new rabbit man, couldn’t help shaking his head: “It’s insulting to gentleness.”

Robb’s ears heard their complaints, but the paintings in his hands did not stop, page after page of paintings. He was quite familiar with the Man painting of One Punch Man. It’s not very clear, but just remember the story frame, it doesn’t matter if the storyboard is a little different, just like the Lord of the Rings he shot, although there are many differences from the original, but the audience can read the story, so why pursue the same as the original Woolen cloth?

After a while, the thick stack of paper was finished.

Robb turned around and said to the audience who were puking, “I think I’m bad at drawing, right?”

Shang Hui: “No, it’s bad!”

Marianne: “No, it’s very bad!”

Elder Elf: “They’re all wrong, they’re so rotten beyond common sense.”

Robb laughed: “That’s right, when I first saw this Man painting, I felt the same way, but… you guys Why don’t you put it together and watch it again.”

For someone else to say this, several viewers would not be willing to watch it together again, but now it is Robb, Godfāther, the Great Druid, and the West Wind Town who are talking. The uncrowned king, the spiritual symbol of West Wind Town, what he said and what he did, everyone would be happy to learn more about it.

Marianne picked up the stack of rice paper, page by page, and read them together.

She didn’t see any taste at first, but after reading more than ten pages, her expression changed…

“Huh? Although this painting is ugly, the story is quite interesting.”

“Really?” Shang Hui also came over, took the page numbers that Marianne had already read, and looked at it from the beginning, and after a while, she also said, “This story is really interesting, it’s about a hero fighting monsters. The story of , haha, the hero of interest, so cute.” The

two girls turned to the elder elf: “Sir, come and have a look.”

“Don’t look!” The elder elf turned his head: “Look This kind of child painting, my artistic soul will tremble.”

“Just look at it, it’s really interesting.”

“Hmph, I definitely won’t watch it.” The elf elder shook his head from side to side, unwilling to watch.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the two elf guards behind him shouted together: “Huh? This story is very interesting, it’s beautiful, I really want to know what happened next.” The

elf elder was furious: “You don’t understand art either. Is it? You are simply the people of my elves. Let me tell you, the most proud of my elves is not magic, not alchemy, nor that useless archery. Those are all trails. Only literature, painting, music, and various elegant works of art are the souls of our elves, do you really understand?”

He snorted coldly, “This kind of kindergarten painting, Even if I die and jump off a cliff, don’t give me a look. Guard, let’s go back and immediately research paper suitable for quill writing and drawing, and then we’re going to make a real work of art.”

[End of This Chapter]