Teaching Building A, third-floor lecture hall.

The teacher’s teaching method is very peculiar. Although it is called the first class of the new semester, it is not actually a class at all.

They just let everyone get to know each other, and then assigned Maomao to help the four of them move all the books over, that was it.

A class only lasted about twenty minutes.

"Children, gather at the South Gate at 8 a.m. tomorrow. Military training is about to begin."

"Maomao."

The tall and thin one nodded, "Principal, what's wrong?"

The master walked up and said with a smile, "Nothing, just calling you, your name is so easy to pronounce."

He patted Bai Mu's shoulder and said, "Go and pick up the military training clothes and school uniforms later. They are in the administration building."

"OK."

Bai Mu nodded.

"Okay, get out of class dismissed."

After the master finished speaking, he ran out.

It seems like there is something urgent to do.

When the four of them saw the great master leave, they immediately started talking to each other.

Maomao: "Hey, isn't the rumored Mr. Big super fierce?"

Dabai nodded.

"Well, according to rumors, he's usually okay, but once he starts teaching, if you dare, try to draw."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Dabai leaned back in his chair and looked at the sketch paper on his desk.

"I've finished the painting, what do you say?"

Maomao immediately sped up his painting, but Baimu was too lazy to stay here. "I'm going to get your military training clothes. I'm leaving now. See you in the dormitory later."

He stood up as he spoke, and Yun Ge immediately stood up as well, "Um, I'm going to get the textbooks. I'll go back to the dorm and draw later."

After saying that, the two of them walked out.

Yun Ge followed behind Bai Mu and was very envious of Bai Mu's figure.

"Shiroki."

Bai Mu turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

He looked at the short, fat guy wearing glasses.

Yun Ge was wearing an ordinary black sweatshirt and white sweatpants that didn't match the color at all.

The overall look is very casual, and he doesn't seem to care about other people's opinions at all.

He was not a Greek and had a lot of pimples on his face, especially on his chin.

Yun Ge scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "You should have a girlfriend, after all, you are so handsome."

He was still a little shocked by the school rules.

He had to be single before he could graduate, a requirement that he, who had always been shy, found difficult to accept.

Bai Mu nodded, "Yeah."

Yun Ge continued, "Um, can you teach me how to be more handsome, or teach me how to exercise?"

"I...I have a little low self-esteem. I don't dare to talk to girls with this figure."

He pinched his stomach.

Sigh.

Bai Mu: “Sure.”

"Every morning I run ten kilometers, do a hundred push-ups, a hundred..."

He finished his training routine.

Yun Ge was shocked.

Is this still human?

But he didn't say anything, instead he wrote it down silently.

The two had just met and had nothing to talk about. After coming down from the teaching building, one went to the administration building and the other went to teaching building F.

Baimu walked all the way to the administrative building. He had been here before. It was a very magnificent building, adopting the architectural style of the ancient Baroque period, as if the ancient building was moved to the modern era.

Very magnificent.

There was already a young woman waiting downstairs.

Seeing Bai Mu, he quickly greeted him: "Hey, you, come here."

Bai Mu walked over, and the man said, "Are you a freshman?"

Bai Mu nodded, "Yeah."

"Which class?"

The woman looked Bai Mu up and down.

Bai Mu: "Um, Oil Painting Class 1."

The woman immediately smiled and said, "Hello, hello, I'm a counselor for oil painting, illustration, and watercolor."

"My name is Xiaoyu Zhang."

Bai Mu also took the opportunity to look at the counselor.

The counselor is pretty, but she's a bit skinny.

"You're actually from the Oil Painting Class 1. That old guy isn't easy to get along with, so be careful."

Xiaoyu took out four sets of clothes from the pallet cart on the ground and handed them to Baimu. They were all long-sleeved light green outfits.

Bai Mu touched his chin and said, "It's okay."

He didn't think that Mr. Da was difficult to get along with. On the contrary, he and he had quite similar interests.

"He's very eccentric."

"By the way, do you know Bai Mu?"

Bai Mu touched his chin and asked, "What do you want to see him about?"

"He's the class vice-chairman, so he still needs to help take that truckload of clothes to Illustration Classes 1 and 2."

Xiaoyu pointed to the two pallet trucks on the side.

There were a lot of clothes piled up in the car.

"Tell him I didn't add him."

Xiaoyu was holding her cell phone. She had actually sent a friend request to Baimu this morning.

But until now, Bai Mu has not looked at his phone.

Bai Mu smiled awkwardly, "Uh, I'm Bai Mu."

“Wow!”

Xiaoyu exclaimed, "Why don't you go quickly? The students from other classes have already taken theirs."

She quickly ran upstairs and said, "I'm leaving get off work now. Contact me if you need anything."

Then he left.

Bai Mu looked at the two pallet trucks in front of him and shrugged.

"Okay, let's go distribute the clothes."

As a class deputy, you must fulfill your responsibilities.

He was pulling a cart with each hand.

Soon they arrived at the teaching building where Ailian was.

I put the cart down and went upstairs. The other teachers were not as open as the big teacher.

He continued with his previous teaching style. As he walked along the corridor, he could hear the teacher's lecture in almost every classroom.

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