If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

After Ji Feng painted those hypnotic paintings to hypnotize some people, those who were hypnotized felt their own emotional fluctuations from the bottom of their hearts.

In the technical terms of this world, their emotional sensitivity has increased.

The so-called emotional perception is the sensitivity to the seven emotions and six desires.

It often represents the threshold level of this person's emotions.

The lower the emotional sensitivity, the more indifferent the person is. This kind of person can even kill someone without blinking an eye.

If you want to be happy, you need extremely high stimulation methods.

Today's criminals' emotional perception is lower than 10, and they are hated and feared by everyone.

Research has found that figure drawing can effectively stimulate and improve human emotional perception.

And the more realistic the painting, the more it resonates and the more popular it will be.

But those who paint landscapes like Ji Feng rarely resonate.

In terms of painting skills, Ji Feng is a well-deserved champion, but it is a pity that he was born in the wrong era.

Later, he also embarked on a crazy path, turning his paintings into hypnotic paintings.

For those who are hypnotized, the path to happiness is simpler than when they are awake.

They feel happiness in hypnosis, indulge in the illusory world of hypnosis, and slowly degenerate.

It is also because of this that when many people discovered that Ji Feng's paintings had hypnotic properties, not only did they not report it, they even took the initiative to touch the paintings to be hypnotized.

The people here even include some high-level officials.

These people's ideas are simple.

Even if this world is real, but they are unhappy, then this real world is not as good as the happiness of the false world.

A small number of freshmen feel that even if their emotional sensitivity is low, they must face this real and cruel world.

Song Chuyi studied this setting carefully and couldn't help but sigh that the human world is really complicated.

Even under the same modern social background, each small world has its own characteristics.

Sure enough, he likes humans the most.

Song Chuyi's heart welled up with joy, and that joyful mood radiated from the inside out, adding a bit more color to the dull physical doll.

At this time, Song Tianhua was still trying to persuade Ji Feng, but he heard Ji Feng suddenly say:

"He's happy now."

"What?" Song Tianhua was stunned for a moment, looking confused, "Who is happy?"

"Yiyi." Ji Feng replied, bending down and kissing the end of Yiyi's eyes.

"Why are Yiyi happy?"

"Do you want me to participate in the competition?"

The kiss fell gently and stayed on the lips.

He kissed her without any scruples, biting his lip under Song Tianhua's shocked gaze.

The smell of blood spread, and the pink lips were dyed bright red.

After the kiss, Ji Feng laughed softly.

"If this is what Kaichi wants me to do, I'll do it."

He blocked Song Tianhua's view of Yiyi and whispered, "If Yiyi agrees, just blink, okay?"

Song Chuyi hesitated for a moment and moved his eyes slightly.

Ji Feng caught this movement and suddenly laughed out loud.

He hugged them tightly, his whole body trembling with excitement.

Song Tianhua, who was not far away, looked confused.

He remembered what the teacher said.

Ji Feng's emotional perception is too high, so he can often capture emotions that ordinary people cannot sense.

But it often means he and others are unable to communicate.

Because others will not understand him, he will only struggle and sink in the emotions he perceives.

If he couldn't express himself correctly, Ji Feng... would become a madman.

Painting is originally an excellent way to express oneself, but Ji Feng only knows how to paint landscapes.

But as we all know, landscape paintings only resonate with a small group of people.

The public still prefers figure paintings.

Ji Fengkong was talented, but he was born in the wrong era.

Song Tianhua sighed, feeling sorry for Ji Feng in his heart.

More importantly, Ji Feng's current state is very wrong.

He's like... crazy.

Song Tianhua considered for a long time and tentatively said, "Mr. Ji, do you want to see a doctor?"

When Ji Feng heard this, he slowly calmed down in his extreme excitement.

He lightly pecked the corner of Song Yiyi's lips and turned to look at Song Tianhua.

"No need."

His face was full of joy, and his whole person seemed to be exuding a confident and assertive color.

"You go back and tell them."

"I will participate in this competition with figure painting."

Song Tianhua's eyes lit up and he couldn't care less. He responded quickly: "Okay, okay, I'll go back and tell the teacher."

The teacher said that with Ji Feng's talent and emotional sensitivity, if he could successfully draw a character picture, it would definitely arouse a strong resonance!

The emotional perception of people who see the figure paintings drawn by Ji Feng will definitely be improved!

Song Tianhua couldn't wait to see Ji Feng's figure paintings.

He quickly said goodbye to him and hurried back to resume his life.

After he left, Ji Feng turned to look at Yiyi and poked his cheek.

He was in a great mood, and even his tone of voice became gentle.

"Yiyi is so good today."

"Want to go out and play?"

Ji Feng touched Yiyi's eyes and rubbed them lustfully.

"When Yiyi can walk on his own later, I'll take Yiyi out to play, okay?"

He said, laughing to himself again.

Song Chuyi:...

I always feel that Ji Feng is crazy.

But Ji Feng is busy painting these days, so he shouldn't have time to toss him, right?

It wasn't until he entered the studio in the afternoon that Song Chuyi realized that he had thought wrong.

Ji Feng never had time to toss him, this guy simply spent all his time playing with him!

When it comes to painting, he is simply used as material.

After posing in various poses, I sketched them on the drawing paper.

As a result, the afternoon passed and the trash cans were full, but there was not a single character that he was satisfied with.

Song Chuyi looked at all the paintings Ji Feng had thrown away.

Ignore the shameful poses, those figures are really well drawn.

Each picture exudes flamboyant and decadent colors, as if the young man in the painting is inviting the viewer to fall.

No matter how you look at it, this is an excellent little picture.

Unfortunately, Ji Feng was never satisfied.

Three days have gone by in a blink of an eye, and tomorrow is the day to hand in the preliminary round of the competition.

Ji Feng still failed to complete the figure painting.

He still seemed unable to draw good figures.

In the studio, Ji Feng looked at Yi Yi with dark eyes.

No matter how hard he tried these past few days, he still had no response.

It's like the eye rolling that day was just his delusion.

The strong emotions that were not responded to surged in his heart, making Ji Feng a little irritable. He frowned and asked a question by mistake.

"Yiyi, do you want to be fucked by me?"

Song Chu's eyes twitched, this question shocked him!

Ji Feng caught that tremor and laughed out loud.

As if he had figured something out, he picked up the brush and sketched quickly.

An hour later, Ji Feng put down his brush.

Song Chu glanced sideways and had only one feeling in his heart:

Thanks for the invitation, set up.