Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

"What!?" Jiang Yi looked at Du Ziyuan with a shocked look, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

The emperor on the side also did not expect that Du Ziyuan also came too suddenly. He wanted to try to say something nice to his nephew, but after looking at Du Ziyuan, he finally gave up.

Jiang Yi saw the eyes that the emperor delivered to him, and understood that the matter was settled, so he didn't say anything more, and walked out the door as soon as he turned around.

Du Ziyuan didn't bother him anymore: "Well, let's continue."

The rest of the people stopped talking. Du Ziyuan looked at them for a while and shrugged a little disappointedly: "It seems that 10 is a bit too much. It's not as good as you can eliminate them all."

"Huh?" The emperor couldn't sit still anymore, he couldn't help but said to Du Ziyuan, "Prince Lan, this...is not appropriate."

Du Ziyuan said to him: "Oh, don't worry, at least Xiao Ting'er will be selected."

"No... this..." The emperor didn't know what to say. It is of course a good thing for his daughter to be selected, but this training class is a strategic event for Ao Lan Guo, and it is no longer enough for Yun Ting to be selected alone.

But he didn't figure out Du Ziyuan's temperament, only knowing that the emperor had repeatedly instructed him not to offend Du Ziyuan, because the other party's only maid was the Dragon Realm of Tribulation, which was definitely not something that Aolan Nation could fight against.

Du Ziyuan ignored the emperor, turned around and said to a group of young girls: "Then it's settled, you can go back."

The faces of everyone were ugly. They thought Du Ziyuan was joking, but when they saw that the emperor hadn't raised any objections, their hearts sank.

Finally, there was a chance to take off, but it was so gone? A little boy with a relatively poor psychological endurance started crying on the spot, and the older ones next to him were also downcast and did not respond to him.

Du Ziyuan's gaze swept across their faces, and suddenly he noticed that a little girl who was about a little older than Yun Ting was biting her lip and clenching her fist, seeming to be struggling with something. She suddenly stood in front of Du Ziyuan and said to him: "Teacher Shanfeng, you can't eliminate me!"

"why?"

"My talent for painting is really good! If you are willing to teach me, there will be an outstanding apprentice who will win honor for you in the future!"

"that's it?"

"I...I...I can draw it for you!" She said, taking a pen and paper from her waist pocket to prove it.

But Du Ziyuan stopped her: "Okay, you can go out." After Du Ziyuan finished speaking, a wave of power wrapped the little girl and led her out of the house.

Seeing this scene, the teenagers and girls finally gave up.

In the corner on the side were two young girls of similar age, holding hands.

The man said: "It seems hopeless, let's go."

The woman said: "Yeah."

The man said: "Don't be sad, even if he doesn't accept it, it doesn't mean we can't become a first-class painter."

The woman said: "Yeah."

After speaking, the two people held hands and were ready to leave. The others were also ready to leave when they saw this scene, but Du Ziyuan suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Everyone turned back immediately, including the man and woman who held hands.

Du Ziyuan pointed at them and said, "You can go out and the others will stay."

The two did not say anything when they heard the words, turned around and stepped out of the door.

The others were ecstatic, as if they had finally seen a glimmer of light when they were desperate.

Du Ziyuan said to the emperor: "For the rest of these people, you can pick 25 of them and send them to me. I will go home first."

After speaking, he picked up Yun Ting and walked out.

Everyone was confused by him: "What does Prince Lan/Teacher Shanfeng mean?"

Pei Yue pushed his son: "Hey, do you know what he is doing?"

"Don't push me, I'm thinking about it," Pei Mingyang thought. "He just let those children out just now and didn't say that they were eliminated. Is it possible that the ones who went out were actually selected?"

"What!!!" Hearing what he said, everyone was shocked.

The emperor murmured: "Does he mean that 10 of them are passed on by himself? 30 are just ordinary places in the training class, and the ones chosen by him are the disciples he will really teach with his heart?"

"Your Majesty makes sense," an elder regretted. "Unfortunately, even the little princess did not make up these 10 places, only half, alas! This means that our country will have 5 super-class painters in the future. "

There is no shortage of novelists in Hun Tian Xing, because Mei Youxiao's soaring silently has led to some overflow of novelists from all over the world over the years, especially in the East China Shenzhou. In this way, the value of the novelist is bound to depreciate, but if you cooperate with an excellent painter, it is completely different.

The most intuitive example is the combination of Trinity. The three-year-old naughty boy and Yiye are currently the most powerful cartoonists in Aolan Country besides Shanfeng. They even broke into the final round of the Qifeng Festival and obtained a godsend. Merit. Such an existence, if it were not for Du Ziyuan, they could be called a "national treasure".

Zhou different just imitated Shanfeng to imitate and achieved such an achievement, what if it was a direct disciple who was carefully taught by Shanfeng?

There are 5 fewer places like this. Doesn't it mean that there are 5 fewer trinity combinations? Thinking of this, the elders and the emperor were in pain.

Pei Mingyang knew they were thinking too much when they looked at their expressions: [Is it true that Yiye can replace it with someone who writes a novel? Although the three-year-old naughty boy imitated the mountain wind and started his career, it is not just a pure imitation, is he also very talented? 】

Editors like him are often people who know the author better than the author himself.

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Du Ziyuan hugged Yunting out of the house. Outside the door, Li Cunfeng and Jiang Yi had been told the truth ~ www.readwn.com~ and were waiting there.

The expressions of the four people were different, Jiang Yi was still confident and proud, and his face seemed to say, "You have a foresight after choosing me." The self-recommended little girl was covering her mouth, her eyes blurred with tears, she was almost unable to stand up. The remaining pair of young girls...emmmm, they are looking at each other with expressions.

Pooh! Damn dog food!

Xiao Yunting, who was held in her arms by Du Ziyuan, had her eyes wide open, curiously looking at the four older brothers and sisters that she had thought to have been eliminated.

Du Ziyuan said to Li Cunfeng: "Do you have any problems with bringing two?"

"It's okay prince."

"Then go home." Du Ziyuan released a long-claw sword, the sword body rose in the wind, and instantly became the size of a door panel.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Yi and the self-recommended girl landed on the sword's hub, while he hugged Yunting and landed on the sword's spine: "Hold on, I don't care if I fall."

After speaking, he flew his sword into the sky, turned into a meteor and disappeared into the sky.