You are not monster girls!

Chapter 14 We've already done that, right?

Under the clerk's contemptuous gaze, feeling as if he had lost something, Lin Muren selected three sizes, put them into packaging bags, lowered his head and left quickly.

Fortunately, they were all at special prices and did not exceed his budget.

I bought another pair of sweatpants, and on the way I was harassed by a junior from the same school who said he was in marketing and was doing research to sell small items. He said he would give away a stone tea pet if I sold a pen.

Lin Muren wanted to refuse, but she was holding women's underwear in her hand, so she had to bite the bullet and bargain down to 5 yuan. She paid with WeChat in tears. As she left, she kept comforting herself that she was tricked because Bai Mengqing couldn't stand the tea pet on the table.

This is all because of that dragon, and definitely not because I don't want to die a second time!!
After packing two soup dumplings and soy milk at the breakfast shop at the door, Lin Muren didn't dare to stay any longer and hurried upstairs.

When the security door was pushed open, melodious Scottish flute music was coming from the TV.

Bai Mengqing curled up on the sofa with her feet tucked into her clothes, the tip of her tail gently tapping the beat of "My Heart Will Go On". Her vertical pupils just reflected the charcoal strokes Jack made across Ruth's naked skin.

Seeing Lin Muran coming back, she immediately jumped from the double sofa to the single sofa next to her, with a vigilant look on her face, like a kitten ready to pounce at any time.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Muren glanced at his watch. It was only an hour from the time he left to the time he came back. How could this dragon have changed so much?

Titanic is a Western movie, with neither supernatural nor ancient costume elements. Logically, there should be nothing that can anger Bai Mengqing.

I can't even understand it, how can I be angry?
After all these years as a monster expert, this was the first time he was completely baffled by a monster.

"Lin Muran, you haven't been lying to me all this time, have you?"

"Huh?" Lin Muren froze at the door, shopping bags in hand. "What are you trying to say?"

Could it be that she has already seen through the fact that the milk dragon is a scam?

Whether dealing with people or monsters, sincerity is very important. Since the other party has discovered it, it is better to admit it than to hide it.

Of course, the premise is that the other party really discovered it.

“Indeed, I was too absolute.”

"That mortal named Jack actually used such a sinister and evil method to steal Ruth's life!"

Lin Muran:?

Bai Mengqing's tail stood up straight. "The Qilin spirit you drew yesterday was in the same pose, and it was also naked. You, you are not some evil cultivator, an expert in stealing lifespans!!"

I actually recognized it as Qilin. There is a reason why it is still struggling on the top of various rankings after so long.

"She's just a different person when she gets older, not really aging. It's called montage, a technique of changing the order of scenes."

Regarding the concepts of film and montage, some art students still don’t know what they are after four years of college, and Lin Muren doesn’t expect to be able to explain it clearly to Bai Mengqing in one sentence.

"We're using a high-level magical instrument like the Image Mirror to watch a play, and yet we still ask you to wait for the actors to change costumes and the stage. That's absurd, isn't it?"

“It seems to make some sense.”

Bai Mengqing's tail, which was standing upright, softened a little, but a look of vigilance remained on his face: "Then why did that man named Jack draw that kind of thing?"

Lin Muran threw the shopping bag on the sofa and continued to explain: "What Jack drew is called human body sketching. Do you understand art?"

"Art?" She gathered ink dust on her fingertips and drew a detailed peony in mid-air. "Can such a blatant depiction be called art?"

Lin Muren returned to his room and dug out the long-standing book "Berryman's Human Anatomy" and opened it to Bai Mengqing: "This is a painting technique from the West. It's not the same system as the painting you know..."

"Why does this man have an extra thing? Is it drawn wrong?" The dragon girl frowned and moved closer to the notebook.

How is this extra thing sandwiched together? Could it be that the erotic paintings by those foxes are all imaginary?
Oh, what a bunch of stinky foxes. They gather believers and act like gods in this way. How ridiculous.

“Don’t draw it!”

Lin Muren quickly stopped the other person's actions. He didn't want to leave alone, so he quickly closed the book and changed the subject: "The soul of art lies in creation and emotional expression. What you think is a blatant description actually also contains the differences in emotions and class status between the two people."

He repeated to Bai Mengqing the bragging words about his art exam and interview, which left Long Nu stunned.

After all, it is a film review that has been copied and revised several times, so it looks good no matter how you look at it, and you can even sell it to your junior classmates to make some extra money.

It turns out there is such a mystery inside
".Where is that Qilin spirit now?!"

As the ink dust cleared, Bai Mengqing questioned, "How could such a detailed painting be created based solely on imagination?"

The drawing in this book is indeed very similar to Jack's, but it has nothing to do with Lin Muran's drawing.

If it doesn't really exist, how can it be drawn so realistically?
"That character was created by someone else. I just drew her illustration. You should have seen that I placed a lot of reference objects next to her when I was drawing."

"really?"

"More real than Ding Zhen."

Lin Muran showed her the line drawing he had completed yesterday and some other things: "If I really met the Qilin spirit, I wouldn't let you blow up the toilet."

"That makes some sense." Bai Mengqing's ears turned red, and he turned his head to the side while making a text-like sound.

Lin Muren was indeed very familiar with teaching himself, but he was not very proficient.

What happened next?

[Are you saying we did that? ]

"What is 'that'? Do you have a fixed process after drawing this kind of painting?" Bai Mengqing thought for a moment. It seemed that Lin Muren did nothing after finishing the painting yesterday.

"pay"

Lin Muren stopped talking as soon as he said that, and changed his words: "Making friends, you know, like mountains and flowing water, you find a soulmate; like clouds chasing the moon, you find a true friend."

This is the word most frequently mentioned by monster experts in their exchanges with their peers. It is also often used when teaching monster girls how to socialize in daily life. He almost said it out loud.

The situation is now very clear, we have to hide it tightly and not let it show.

"Are we friends then?"

"Of course, I make friends through painting. I am both a teacher and a friend."

Bai Mengqing's alertness faded a lot after hearing this, and his tail swayed: "So that means we've already done 'that', right?"

".Really?" Lin Muren could only force a smile and agree when he thought about facing a series of questions if he said no.

Anyway, in Bai Mengqing's context, "that" refers to making friends, and monster experts are supposed to make friends with monsters.

This makes sense.

[I'm sorry, Mr. Bodin, I'm sorry to disappoint you. Jack is very professional.]

"Why did she say she disappointed the other person? Didn't they become friends?"

"They've finally gotten married and don't need to be friends anymore."

When Lin Muren thought about the car sex scene that was also included in the deleted version at 1 hour and 34 minutes, he began to feel a little restless.

I have to get the remote back quickly.

Bai Mengqing turned his gaze towards the TV screen. It was just when the painting was finished, Brother Jie and Ruth were kissing each other. It was very healthy and not pornographic at all.

No, Sixth Princess, your timming is too good, isn't it?
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