
Above the Painting Road
About This Novel
Li Bufan traveled through time and picked up a magic pen that could "make things come true". The mountains you draw are mountains, the water you draw is water, and you can still take a bite of a steamed bun if you draw it - even if it only lasts for three seconds. I thought I would take off from there, but I found out that everyone in this world can draw, and they call it the "Tao of Painting". At Jingzhou University of Fine Arts, Leng Yeluo is a genius with ink painting and a stroke of genius; Hua Hua'an is a genius with color, with extraordinary talent; Annabei and Sakurai Na, a multinational pair, work together flawlessly. And he, Li Bufan, even had to learn how to sharpen a pencil. "These lines of yours were chewed by dogs?" Leng Yeluo's face was expressionless. "Where's the perspective? Where did the perspective go?" Hua Hua'an covered his forehead. "It's okay, it's okay, take your time..." Annabeth and Sakurai comforted softly. It doesn't matter, he has a magic pen. It's just that the magic pen also has a temper - the things drawn can only live for three seconds. What can you do in three seconds? Draw a cat to scare people? Painting a bowl of noodles to cushion your tummy? Or... Paint a real picture and shut everyone up? This is the story of a rookie's counterattack. Not relying on golden fingers, but relying on a pen, a pair of hands, and a group of people who stayed up late to paint with him. -- Traveling to the world of art students, my golden finger only lasted three seconds.
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