There is no guarantee for the lottery? So what?

#481 - Chapter 479 Mona Lisa's Scream

"Then we'll go first, bye bye ~"

"Bye bye ~"

Since this was the girls' dormitory building, Qi Jing and the others had to take the school bus to get back.

However, as young people, they naturally chose the healthiest way—walking.

"Old Yan, it seems like you had a pretty fulfilling winter vacation."

Song Jiang put his arm around Yan Cheng, tightly locking his neck with his arm, and pressing his forehead against his temple, looking like he wouldn't give up until he answered.

From a distance, they looked like they were kissing.

"Old Song, I know you can't bear to part with me, afraid that I won't hang out with you in the future, but there's no need for us to be this close, right?"

"Who can't bear to part with you? It's just a girlfriend, quickly confess what good things you were secretly up to during the winter vacation!"

Qi Jing and Miao Kui looked at Yan Cheng, who was locked up, and quietly perked up their ears.

They also really wanted to hear what kind of emotional warming-up stories happened between Yan Cheng and Bai Xiaoxiao during the winter vacation.

"Old Song, like I said before, to pursue a girl, you have to relentlessly pester her. As long as you spend enough time together, she will slowly discover your good qualities, and the feelings will immediately surge upwards."

Yan Cheng didn't seem threatened at all, but instead said in the tone of a senior:

"It's a pity, you didn't listen to me even after I said so much, and you're still single now, what a waste of my old father's teachings, sigh ~"

Really?

Can you really get a girl by doing what he said?

No, no, the focus now isn't this.

Song Jiang shook his head, immediately came back to his senses, and asked again:

"Stop talking nonsense, you only know how to change the subject, quickly tell me, what exactly did you do?"

Damn it, I was almost deceived by his words.

Yan Cheng barely shook his head in his embrace:

"This matter is not for outsiders to know."

"You guys didn't, really do that, did you?"

"How could it be so fast? You don't understand love, don't talk nonsense. We've only slightly confirmed our relationship now."

"That's good."

Song Jiang nodded and let go of Yan Cheng.

But when he thought about it, something wasn't right. Why did he let him go? He hasn't answered yet!

But is it not appropriate to hug him again now? The momentum has passed, wouldn't it be unreasonable to hug him again?

"Lottery!"

Qi Jing didn't care about anything else. Since they had come to an open space, and it seemed like Yan Cheng's mouth couldn't be pried open, and they couldn't get any juicy gossip, they might as well do a lottery.

It's been a long time since I've drawn Yan Cheng, what kind of goods will come out?

Mona Lisa's Scream: A famous painting from a parallel world, recording the appearance of a woman named Mona Lisa screaming.

Qi Jing looked at the painting in his hand, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say.

Mona Lisa? Scream?

What a ghostly abstract version of a two-in-one enhanced collectible.

Looking closely, not to mention, it's quite vivid and lifelike.

Although I don't know any other adjectives.

"Yan Cheng, how is this painting? How much can it sell for?"

"It looks like it's been around for a long time, it's painted better than me, but the subject matter..."

Yan Cheng took the painting and examined it carefully, shaking his head:

"The main thing is that I paint in a realistic style, painting things as they are, but this one is a bit artistic. I can't appreciate it, and I haven't understood the market, so I don't know."

"Alright, let's put it at the bottom of the box."

Qi Jing put it into his space and did another lottery on Yan Cheng:

"Lottery!"

It's another painting.

Nine Sunflowers: Nine flowers, meaning many seeds and much happiness.

Good meaning.

"Old Yan, I'll give you both paintings."

Qi Jing simply gave both paintings to Yan Cheng.

After he took them, he flicked the ponytail behind him, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly:

"Since they were drawn from me, wouldn't that mean I can sign my name on them?"

"Good idea, then they will both be your worst paintings in the future."

Qi Jing patted Yan Cheng on the shoulder:

"When we go to Master Yan's art exhibition in the future, there will always be some things to fill up the space, right?"

Yan Cheng's skills are already very good now. He has now found a way to restore things to a very high degree in the fastest situation.

Of course, only limited to slightly simple items.

Yan Cheng raised his head:

"That's true, compared to this master's works, these two paintings are trash."

"Master Yan, come again, lottery!"

This time there was no painting, it was a skill!

PS Master: Can skillfully use PS software.

"Does PS count as painting?"

The last time Qi Jing used this software was when he was writing his thesis, and the time before that was the high school entrance exam.

Usually, I see other people using it when taking one-inch photos.

Yan Cheng said:

"Of course it counts, it can not only reprocess photos, but also draw purely by itself."

"Whatever, anyway, artificial intelligence is developing now, and it's almost useless, lottery!"

Another painting appeared in Qi Jing's hand.

A doodle by a little baby: Natural, with a pure feeling.

Isn't it just two random strokes, but it's natural, always bragging.

"Here you go, it seems like nothing can be drawn from you here."

Qi Jing gave it to Yan Cheng again, and then looked at Miao Kui:

"Old Miao, does your transformation today have any abilities?"

It is estimated that nothing good can be drawn from Yan Cheng here, so why not ask Miao Kui if today's transformation has any superpowers.

"Don't mention it, today there really is."

After saying this, Miao Kui's body suddenly disappeared in front of everyone, as if he had never existed.

"What the hell? Old Miao, where did you go?"

Song Jiang widened his eyes and looked around, trying to find Miao Kui's figure.

Yan Cheng also stretched out his hand to touch the place where Miao Kui was standing just now, wanting to test whether he was invisible.

Just as his arms were waving around, Miao Kui suddenly appeared, scaring him to immediately retract:

"What the hell! You scared me! Old Miao? Were you invisible just now?"

Seeing Yan Cheng's reaction, Song Jiang turned his head in the direction he was facing and found nothing, and asked in confusion:

"Yan Cheng, did you see Miao Kui? Why can't I see him?"

In his vision, there was only air here, nothing, not even the shadow of the street light shining here.

Yan Cheng pointed to where Miao Kui was:

"He was just here, can't you see him?"

Could it be that only he can see it?

"Can't see him." Song Jiang shook his head.

Qi Jing couldn't see Miao Kui now either, and even Observation Haki was useless, which reminded him of the mysterious creatures in the Time Whale Tomb.

Soul? Try using the skill.

"Fiery Eyes of Truth! I see him, he's right here."

The Fiery Eyes of Truth can see through all illusions, what invisibility, what etherealness, is useless in his eyes.

Moreover, Qi Jing also fused the mental magic "Spirit Vision" with the Fiery Eyes of Truth, so even people in a soul state cannot escape his eyes.

It can be said that as long as he uses the Fiery Eyes of Truth, no one can deceive him.

"Really?"

Song Jiang blinked his eyes, his big eyes even more confused.

The two of them shouldn't have teamed up to deceive him, right?

But when he blinked again, Miao Kui suddenly appeared again in the place they were both pointing to.

Yan Cheng immediately shouted:

"Hey? Old Miao disappeared!"

"He's here with me, I can see him."

Song Jiang pointed to Miao Kui's figure and said excitedly:

"It seems like Old Miao's skill can only be seen by one person!"