Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Chapter 48 – A Scene Worth Waiting For
Translator: Mr Voltaire
Editor: Phoobiee
Swish swish swish!
The sounds of Qin Feng’s brushes landing on the fine paper sounded like beautiful melodies. 10 minutes passed, and after finishing a painting with his right hand, he pushed it away as he opened a new sheet of fine paper and started painting on it.
His focused and handsome face, as well as the majestic and confident air around him, made him seem as if he was on par with Tang Bohu, one of the 4 great southern talents of the Ming Dynasty.
“Alright, I’m done!”
Qin Feng stopped painting, and threw the brushes in his hands to the side. He looked around him, and found that everyone was still immersed in their shock.
“Young master Hua, are you done painting?” Qin Feng ignored these people - he was competing with Hua Ming. He came to his side and saw that he too had finished. The person Hua Ming had painted was the same as one of the people he had painted - Zhao Ling Xian.
It was just that Hua Ming was too focused on Zhao Ling Xian’s appearance, and did not truly understand her innermost thoughts.
Although she looked as beautiful as a goddess, her expression made the onlooker feel a chill when they looked at her. It was just like the normal Zhao Ling Xian - beautiful, but completely unapproachable.
Chinese Art was characterised by a freehand style, and focused on the artistic conception of a work, as well as the arrangement of ideas.
From Qin Feng’s viewpoint, Hua Ming did not satisfy either of these things.
At this moment, a pleasant voice called out from outside the door. “Students, sorry I’m late. Let’s begin class now!” The students turned to see Yun Xiao walk in.
As she entered the lecture hall, she was stunned. The whole class was gathered in a big circle, with the same expression of their faces. It was as if someone had frozen them all in time.
“Students, we’re starting now,” Yun Xiao called out a bit louder.
This time, a few students noticed her, and they excitedly brought her over to Qin Feng and Hua Ming.
“Teacher Yun Xiao, please ad
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