Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 745 Is this still a human hand?!

"Ah! You..." Ding Wan’er had not expected Lin Feng to reply like that, but seeing Lin Feng smile, she knew that Lin Feng was joking with her. She couldn’t help but cover her mouth and start laughing. She had never thought that Lin Feng would joke with her like this, but this joke brought their hearts closer together.

"Lin Feng, will you draw for me, please?" After the laughter, Ding Wan’er directly invited Lin Feng to draw for her. Having seen these students’ canvases, she had thought of asking Lin Feng to draw one for her as well. Although she had never seen Lin Feng paint, she firmly believed that if Lin Feng could make that kind of joke, he would definitely be able to paint. In her mind, Lin Feng could do anything.

"Alright." Lin Feng agreed simply, and then took Ding Wan’er by the hand and headed toward the students resting on the lawn. The canvases were there, and naturally, he wanted to borrow one.

Huh? Dean Ding and the others are walking over?

What’s happening?

Why are they coming over?

...

The students saw Lin Feng leading Ding Wan’er over and were immediately very curious. Wasn’t Ding Wan’er supposed to be walking with Lin Feng? Why had they come over to them?

Just as they were feeling perplexed, Lin Feng and Ding Wan’er had already reached their side.

"Classmate, could I borrow your canvas for a bit? I’d like to paint a few pictures for your Dean Ding," Lin Feng said softly, with a very gentle tone that immediately drew the curious students’ attention back. At that moment, they realized Lin Feng had come over to borrow a canvas to draw for Ding Wan’er.

"Sure, here you go." A female student reacted quickly, stood up immediately, and handed over a canvas that was beside her to Lin Feng. She, too, was eager to see Lin Feng draw for Ding Wan’er.

"Thank you." Lin Feng took the canvas and said thanks. Then he gave Ding Wan’er a look, signalling he was ready, gripping the paper and pencils in his hands, prepared to draw for Ding Wan’er at any moment.

What? Lin Feng can draw too?

Isn’t he a French teacher? How can he draw?

This... What’s going on here? I’ve never heard of Lin Feng being able to draw!

...

Seeing Lin Feng place the canvas on his lap and his posture with the pencil, the students immediately realized that Lin Feng really could draw. But then they suddenly remembered something they hadn’t thought about before, being too focused on Ding Wan’er and Lin Feng. They all knew Lin Feng as a French teacher, a language prodigy, and a Taekwondo expert, but no one had ever mentioned Lin Feng’s ability to draw. Just what was happening? Could it be that Lin Feng could also draw? This... How was that possible?

As the students pondered this, their looks toward Lin Feng were filled with incredulity. They couldn’t fathom that Lin Feng could draw, and were uncertain if he was truly capable of drawing...

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Following Lin Feng’s indication, Ding Wan’er walked to a spot not far in front of Lin Feng. Seeing that he had already picked up the paper and pencil, she felt exceptionally good, so happy that she couldn’t help but start dancing by the lakeside. She danced as if she were a fairy descended to earth. Even without the accompaniment of music, her pure dance moves alone left everyone watching in awe. They had never imagined that their Dean would dance so beautifully and movingly. The beauty of the enchanting dance was beyond description.

With a stunning dance posture and an ethereal temperament, reflected by the sunset on the lake, Ding Wan’er truly seemed like a legendary fairy embodying a divine dance at that moment. Her dance’s expressiveness reached an unprecedented level, continuously attracting onlookers.

A growing crowd was drawn toward Ding Wan’er, everyone eager to see what was happening. Upon seeing that it was Ding Wan’er dancing, everyone was astounded by her dance moves. No matter what they had previously thought, they could never have imagined their goddess dancing there, with moves far beyond their wildest imaginations. This... was truly unbelievable!

Is that Dean Ding?

This... How is this possible, Dean Ding dancing?

My goodness, Dean Ding’s dance moves are so beautiful!

I can’t believe it, Dean Ding can actually dance, this is really incredible!

...

Watching Ding Wan’er gracefully dance, the students gathered around in utter amazement. They could never have imagined that Dean Ding’s dance moves could be so beautiful, surpassing the realms of imagination. Compared to the dance stars on television, Dean Ding’s movements exceeded human expectations. It was truly too beautiful for words, indescribable. At this moment, their emotions were incredibly complex. They felt as though they were witnessing a sprite not of this world, interpreting an indescribable beauty with her elegant dance.

The onlooking students’ expressions were all ones of sheer astonishment. In their eyes, Dean Ding had always been a figure of towering authority, the unrivaled beauty among deans of Tianhai University. Who could have guessed she would dance by the lake, and with such beautify that defied description? It was utterly unbelievable!

What... what’s going on? Why would Dean Ding suddenly start dancing here today?

Every student who saw Ding Wan’er dancing had the same question in their hearts. No matter how much they pondered, they couldn’t understand why Dean Ding would dance by the lakeside so abruptly, without any apparent reason.

Am I seeing things?

I really can’t be seeing things.

Dean Ding is dancing for Lin Feng!

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Those students who had given Lin Feng the drawing board were even more stunned to see Ding Wan’er dancing. They, of course, knew she danced so Lin Feng could paint a few pictures. Watching her graceful dance moves, their jaws nearly dropped to the floor. Just like the others, they had never imagined the typically commanding Dean Ding would dance like a normal girl, for someone she loved.

Seeing the joy on Ding Wan’er’s face and her fluid dance moves, they were deeply moved and couldn’t believe what they were seeing was real. It was impossible for them to associate the indescribably graceful dancer before them with the usually solemn Dean Ding. At this moment, they all felt the deep love Wan’er had for Lin Feng. Otherwise, she would never perform such a captivating dance in such a public setting.

"Is this... is this Girl Ding?" Vice Principal Ning couldn’t believe his eyes. He had been at Yingbo University since its establishment alongside Ding Yi and watched Wan’er grow up. Even with that, Vice Principal Ning struggled to accept what he saw as reality. Through the many years, he had never seen Wan’er dance, not even when she was happiest. So what on earth was going on?

Vice Principal Ning had finished dinner that night and changed into his tracksuit, carrying his birdcage as usual for an evening stroll around the lake. When he noticed the crowd, he came over out of curiosity to see what was happening, but he never expected to encounter such a scene, let alone find that it was Ding Wan’er who was dancing.

While everyone was mesmerized by Ding Wan’er’s dancing, the girl who had borrowed the drawing board came to her senses. With Wan’er dancing so energetically, she wondered how Lin Feng’s painting was coming along. When she turned to look at Lin Feng, she was even more astounded by what she saw!

"Teacher Lin..."

Unable to contain herself any longer after seeing the speed at which Lin Feng was painting, she cried out. His performance had completely surpassed what she, a professional art student, could comprehend, leaving her gaping speechlessly in astonishment.

All the art students present, hearing her shout, snapped back to reality. Right, Lin Feng was painting for Dean Ding; they wondered how well he was doing. At the sound of the girl’s voice, everyone turned their heads toward Lin Feng. When they saw him painting, they too were astonished...

Heavens, are those even hands?

The speed of his painting is too fast!

Lin Feng... Lin Feng...

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The art students were deeply shocked by what they were witnessing. Although they knew Lin Feng could paint when he borrowed the drawing board, they could never have imagined his skills to be so extraordinary. Not to mention the speed of his brush, something of which they, art students, couldn’t even dream. Even their professors couldn’t match this pace. He wasn’t just painting; it was like watching a printer at work.

My god, are those even human hands?

Lin Feng’s hands fluttered over the drawing board like an illusion. No one could see what he was drawing; it seemed he merely moved his hand a few times, and a page was turned. At the speed of mere seconds per drawing, this wasn’t just amazing—it was terrifying!

As art students, they knew exactly what such speed in painting implied – Lin Feng undoubtedly possessed the mastery of a great artist. It was impossible to paint so rapidly otherwise. Considering this was a sketch of a person, and Dean Ding at that, dancing no less, the difficulty was even greater. Lin Feng... How could Lin Feng be such an incredible painter? It was truly unbelievable!

Now, they all gathered around Lin Feng in disbelief, eager to see with their own eyes what he had painted. But by the time they crowded behind him, they found Lin Feng’s pace was simply too fast; before they even realized what was happening, another page was turned...