In this Yanjing Art School, Gu Xianchen was the one she was most familiar with, so she wanted to come over and look for Gu Xianchen to walk around the campus.
When the boys in the boys 'dormitory saw Gu Xianchen walk straight to Zhao Lingmai, they were shocked.
Heartbroken sounds rang out.
Lu Dayou and Gu Xianchen's three roommates were stunned as they watched Gu Xianchen and Zhao Lingmai leave together.
"Where's the luggage you want to move?"
After walking out of the boys 'dormitory, Zhao Lingmai was a little dumbfounded when she heard Gu Xianchen's sudden words.
Gu Xianchen scratched his head and realized that it was not what he thought, so he asked again,""Why did you call me here?"
This time, Zhao Lingmai understood that Gu Xianchen thought he was here to be a coolie.
She was instantly speechless. In his eyes, she was actually such a person. She could not help but find it a little funny.
"Nothing. I just want to find a friend and go out for a walk.”
This time, it was Gu Xianchen's turn to be dumbfounded. He looked at the heavy snow floating in the sky. Was this girl in front of him frozen silly?
Although he didn't know what was going on with Zhao Lingmai, Gu Xianchen couldn't leave her alone and run back to the dormitory.
Hence, he suggested,"
"Why don't we go to the art academy to listen to a class? They start school early. I saw on the internet that they seem to have a big class that's about to start.”
In Yanjing Art School, it was normal for students to skip classes, especially for big classes. The teacher couldn't recognize all the students in the audience.
Moreover, even if he was recognized as a student from another major, it would not be a big deal. If students from other majors came to listen to his lecture, it meant that his lecture was good.
When Gu Xianchen and Zhao Lingmai arrived at the classroom, it was almost full. Only the first two rows were still empty, for some reason.
Both of them were wearing masks, so no one recognized them. As soon as they sat down in the first row, the teacher came in.
He looked like an old man with white hair and a long snowflake beard.
Today, they were talking about Chinese ink painting. Gu Xianchen knew nothing about painting.
He came in mainly to avoid the snow. Sitting in the first row was not fun to play with his phone, so he could only waste time by spacing out.
Zhao Lingmai, on the other hand, seemed to be listening with great interest. He probably had a hobby of painting.
Time flew by, and more than half of the class had passed.
"Now, pick a few people to come up and use the knowledge of ink painting that we talked about today to draw a picture.”
Hearing this from the podium, Gu Xianchen was suddenly alert and woke up from his dream-walking state.
He finally understood why the first two rows of the classroom were empty. It was probably because this ink painting lecturer liked to play this game.
It was clearly a theoretical class, but in the end, it was a practical exercise. Gu Xianchen could only curse at his bad luck.
As expected, Gu Xianchen and Zhao Lingmai were the first to be drawn.
Then, the teacher picked another three students from the students behind him.
Just as Gu Xianchen felt that he was doomed, he looked at his empty hands and suddenly had an idea. He said to the teacher on the podium,"
"Teacher, I'm sorry. I forgot to bring my painting tools.”
The teacher looked very kind and did not say anything. He looked around and was probably preparing to change his teacher.
Just when Gu Xianchen thought that he had escaped death…
In the third row, two male students who had been sitting behind Gu Xianchen and Zhao Lingmai suddenly said to Gu Xianchen,"
"Brother, it's okay. You and your girlfriend can use our painting bags.”
The two male students looked at Gu Xianchen with smugness in their eyes, as if saying,"" Brother, hurry up and praise me for helping you.'
It was understandable that they would think this way because all the students in the art department knew the professor's habits.
Those who dared to sit in the first and second rows were basically brave big shots.
Before the lecture, they saw Gu Xianchen sitting in the first row with Zhao Lingmai.
Therefore, they believed that the masked man must have brought his girlfriend here to show off.
As a man, how could he not help at this time?
Gu Xianchen was so angry that he didn't even hear his girlfriend's name clearly.
He tried his best to suppress the thought of slapping the painting bag directly on these two silly big heads.
He reached out and took the painting bag with a trembling hand, then squeezed out the word "thank you" through gritted teeth.
The two blockheads didn't find anything wrong. They scratched their heads and said,"No need to thank me, no need to thank me.”
Gu Xianchen felt like vomiting blood.
On the other hand, Zhao Lingmai wanted to explain when she heard the word 'girlfriend', but it was not the right time to say anything.
Thinking that no one would recognize him now anyway, he just ignored him.
Soon, the five of them came to the podium and each of them set up their easels. Zhao Lingmai was like the other three, very smooth and agile. It was obvious that he was not a novice.
On the other hand, it was Gu Xianchen's first time doing this, so he stumbled a little, but it went quite smoothly.
Looking at the snow-white paper on the easel in front of him, Gu Xianchen opened the system store with some heartache.
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