If Xian'er goes out, she will be a school beauty, Lin Hai thought.

"Well, Xian'er, from now on, you can't take off your clothes casually in front of men, do you understand?" Lin Hai said like teaching a little girl.

Xian'er's face turned red.

"People only behave like this in front of their master."

Um...okay.

Lin Hai suddenly realized that he didn't seem to object.

Mud, it’s true that men are all perverts.

Lin Hai shook his head and sighed.

"Okay, Xian'er, you go and do your work first. I'll go to the King of Paintings."

"Oh." Seeing that Lin Hai was about to leave, Xian'er's originally happy mood suddenly became a little depressed.

"Senior Painting King." From afar, Lin Hai saw the Painting King painting.

"Hey, the master is here!" The painting king hurriedly stood up to greet him.

"What are you...poof!" Lin Hai burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha, Senior Painting King, are you painting yourself?" Lin Hai pointed at a painting that the Painting King was painting.

"Ah, yes, yes, the master is laughing." The old painter's face turned red.

"Let me teach you how to draw another day." Lin Hai shook his head.

The painting king used a sketch to draw himself. Except for the beard, you can tell it’s him, but the rest of it looks like shit!

"Really? That's great. Although this sketch looks simple, it's still quite difficult to figure it out by yourself. It's been several days and I can't find a clue."

Lin Hai shook his head. It was impossible to say that he could not figure out the clue based on the foundation of King Painting. In fact, the main reason was the problem of the tools.

Damn it, if you can sketch with a brush, you'll be damned if you can draw a portrait.

"No further talk, Senior Painter King, I am here today to ask for something."

The painting king's face straightened.
Chapter completed!