Chapter 13

Although his eyes could not see, Meng Huo did not know why he could grasp the shape of the gas.

The air in his brain sent out a cold breath, which made his thinking more clear than ever. The originally blocked and fuzzy places were swept away, just like a heavy rain in the dry desert, and the whole person took on a new look.

Meng Huo's idea is more accessible.

"It's a flash."

Almost without thinking, Meng Huo guessed the identity of the gas. It was a flash of light that was interrupted. Instead of disappearing, it stayed in his head.

Meng Huo suddenly believes that he can do many things. He can sing beautiful songs, draw the best paintings and write the best calligraphy - but only once.

Can he take advantage of the flash left behind?

This discovery makes Meng Huo uncontrollable. He can't control his excitement and is eager to go home to prove whether his guess is right. But before he left, he waited for Liu Yun and Shen Jie to finish singing. The two girls have good voices, especially Shen Jie's singing skills are as outstanding as her appearance.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Clap hands with others to praise their performance. Meng Huo gets up to say goodbye when he switches to the next song.

"I'm leaving now?"

Liu Yun was surprised: "how long have you been here, and two beauties are standing here. Do you even want to leave?"

This girl is not modest at all. Meng Huo smiles: "I forgot a very important thing, so I want to go home immediately."

Maybe it's because he stayed at home for a long time, or because he was too old psychologically, Meng Huo found that the party didn't bring him the expected feeling of youth. The people around him are very strange and childish, and he is not interested in the topic of these students.

The only accident was Shen Jie, but the girl didn't surprise Meng either. In addition to her amazing appearance, Shen Jie does not show any different characteristics from other girls. In fact, she is not like Xueba, just like an ordinary girl.

"Forget it." Shen Jie and Liu Yun react differently. Instead of preventing Meng Huo from leaving, she takes out her mobile phone: "give me your mobile phone number for easy contact."

Meng Huo exchanged numbers with her and left with weekly youth.

Two young girls and Liu Yi sent him out of the box together. Looking at Meng Huo's back, Shen Jie sighed: "he is better than I imagined. We should be friends."

Because before going to Ninghai, Shen Jie found a trustworthy fellow townsman, so she felt at ease.

"Why, do you have a crush on him?" Liu Yun laughs.

Shen Jie is slightly stunned.

"I really like him. His eyes are great." She did not deny the favor, but shook her head and said, "but it's impossible to look at him. People like me will never look at him

Liu Yun frowned: "why?"

"Intuition, no why, just intuition." Shen Jie said with a smile: "but my intuition is accurate. Only super powerful girls can catch up with him."

Shen Jie felt that she was a little bit more powerful than ordinary people. She had nothing to do but read. However, Meng Huo is different. He exudes a sense of confidence and tension, which is a combination of "talent" and "ambition".

He's too strong

Of course, Meng Huo doesn't know Shen Jie's psychology. While he is on his way, he suddenly receives a phone call.

"Editor in chief ye, what can I do for you?"

The caller ID is Ye Xiong. Meng Huo remembers that he has sent the manuscript in the following weeks. What else can ye Xiong do now?

"Meng Huo, can you draw a picture of the feeling at the end of the first sentence?" Ye Xiong came straight to the point and said, "we need a poster. The sooner, the better. We hope you can draw it yourself. The reward is 4000 Chinese dollars!"

Four thousand, Meng Huo is a little excited.

Generally speaking, cartoonists only need to be responsible for drawing comics, and the editorial department is responsible for publicity and publishing. However, it is obvious that the editors of weekly teenagers have no confidence in painting, and they prefer Meng Huo to prepare publicity posters.

Meng Huo doesn't understand why Ye Xiong is in a hurry to get a poster, but isn't he just able to take advantage of this opportunity to experiment with a flash of inspiration?

"No problem. I need something."

He agreed without hesitation.

"The protagonists and actresses in Detective Conan, especially the heroines, should catch the eyes of male readers!" Ye Xiong was excited when he heard Meng Huo's promise: "we're in a hurry. We don't need to send the painting. We can fax it directly!""Can you draw in a week?"

Of course, Meng Huo didn't need a week, but in order to prevent accidents, he agreed to the deadline.

After hanging up his mobile phone, Meng Huo continued to walk home. Ye Xiong's request must be for the publicity of Detective Conan, and he specially asked for such high-quality posters, which is not like ordinary publicity.

Thinking of the two fans he met today, Meng Huo came to an elusive conclusion. Is the momentum of Detective Conan very strong now? Phoenix company is ready to spend a lot of money to increase publicity!

"Go back to painting first!"

Meng Huo cheers up. After he draws the poster, he must see what is going on in Detective Conan.

Meng Huo came home and found out the brush and paper.

He took a deep breath and began to try to drive the air mass in his head. Unexpectedly, there was no need for any troublesome steps. Meng Huo just had an idea, and the air mass immediately began to dissipate. It slowly melted into the cerebral cortex, and an impulse and illusion emerged.

Yes, it's a flash effect!

Meng Huo bit his tongue. The pain calmed him down from the impulse. Then he took a paintbrush and began to control the impulse with reason, carefully sketching out the illusion.

The clock was ticking slowly, and Meng Huo's sweat came out of his forehead, ran down his face, and then fell on the table... He seemed to have nothing to look up. His whole mind was on the brush in his hand, and he never let up for a moment.

An hour later, his hand trembled away from the paper.

Very sour, very painful, very tired... However, Meng Huo succeeded!

Two teenagers, a man and a woman, are vividly printed on the paper. The whole picture is made of black, but it gives people a colorful illusion. Especially among the girls, her body like lotus, like the pupil of a crescent moon, the beauty is suffocating.

"That's it... Yes, that's it!"

Meng Huo murmured to himself that he had mastered, and he had finally mastered the ability to decide the future.

A flash of inspiration, as long as the use of this ability, Meng Huo can get rid of a future of copying comics. He has never been willing to copy, but is looking forward to pushing the comics of previous lives to the world in a better state and surpassing the original!

The air mass in his head didn't disappear completely, so Meng Huo reserved some. Because if you use it up, you have to wait for the next flash of inspiration. The time can't be determined, and you have to be interrupted. It's too accidental.

In that case, it's better to leave some to see if it will recove