I Really Didn't Want the Magic to Come True.

In order to get the limited title [World Art Master] in the game, artist Zhou Ye, who was too poor to sell a single painting, took advantage of a loophole in the event review. No historical prototype? Then make up a paragraph on the spot. Nine days, 180,000 words, and 47 mutually corroborating encyclopedia entries. Zhou Ye fabricated a dead principality, a painting master that never existed, and the Gray Tower School of Painting that had been passed down for hundreds of years out of thin air. In order to give the story more artistic depth, he also casually inserted a few magical settings into the notes on the painting. Seven minutes after the game was approved, Europe actually dug up the painting. The blue flame walked out of the canvas, the silver mirror reflected the past, the cloak of clouds carried people into the sky, and the magical civilization sleeping on the bottom of the sea slowly opened its eyes... Liu Ruyan, an ordinary employee who had just complimented him politely at first, inexplicably became the first magic apprentice in the world. Investigative agencies from various countries followed anomalies one after another and focused on the same person. But Zhou Ye knew nothing about it. Faced with the sudden visit of experts, consortiums and world-class galleries, he just came to a conclusion with relief: In this vulgar era, we finally have a pair of eyes that can discover beauty. Everyone is worried about what Zhou Ye will write next. Only Zhou Ye is still worried—— Why is my title of [World Art Master] only for thirty days?