Just as Ji Mushu said, this elective course was extremely popular.
They arrived thirty minutes before class started, and the classroom was already almost full.
It's that feeling of 38 people being expected but 83 actually showing up!
If Ji Mushu hadn't had a roommate who reserved a seat for her, the two of them probably wouldn't have had anywhere to sit.
"So many people."
Yu Mobai was a little surprised, "Are so many people satisfied with your elective course teacher? What does he teach?"
"Forehead..."
Ji Mushu blinked, then shook her head. "I guess so."
With about ten minutes left before class, even the aisle was packed with people, and many were waiting outside the windows for the teacher to arrive.
This gave Yu Mobai a bad feeling. This level of overcrowding meant that this teacher was definitely a genius.
He'd probably be a senior professor at the university by now, right?
Getting someone like that to help improve the original artwork increases exponentially in difficulty.
"Oh, right."
Ji Mushu tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "My roommate was just talking nonsense in the cafeteria before, don't take it seriously."
Which sentence?
"It's...it's...you're my boyfriend."
Yu Mobai chuckled, reached out and pinched her cheek again, leaving a red mark before leaving. "If you hadn't said anything, I would have thought it was true."
Ji Mushu pursed her lips tightly, but those words threw her into turmoil, and her heart began to pound.
She hesitated for a moment before mustering the courage to look at Yu Mobai, "Then...then you've agreed to my request?"
"The teacher is here."
Yu Mobai did not answer. Noise was already coming from the corridor, and his gaze was also directed towards the door.
He was curious about what kind of person the teacher was who could attract so many students.
Ji Mushu's tense face relaxed. She didn't know if it was disappointment or something else, but when she mustered up her courage this time, she didn't hear those words from his mouth again.
Although, the two of them were becoming increasingly intimate.
"The teacher is here!"
Someone shouted, and the classroom fell silent.
Then came the sound of high heels clicking.
The female teacher was wearing high heels?
Yu Mobai originally thought he was a highly respected old professor, but he didn't expect him to be a relatively young teacher.
Before the person even arrived at the door, a shapely and slender leg caught his eye.
This inevitably made him somewhat hopeful.
The next moment.
A young female teacher, dressed in a white shirt and jeans, walked into the classroom.
Yu Mobai now understood why his classes were always packed!
Damn, she's an incredibly beautiful and mature woman!
With her long, wavy blonde hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and a small, intelligent, and gentle face, she's the epitome of a mature and sophisticated woman!
Damn!
Unfortunately, he lacked education and could only rely on the phrase "wo cao" (a vulgar expression) to get by.
Now he understands why Ji Mushu hesitated when he asked her the question earlier.
This teacher isn't attractive in any other way, but mainly because of her good looks.
"Is this your teacher?"
"Yes, it's beautiful, isn't it?"
Ji Mushu nodded gently, "That's why so many people come to her classes."
Yu Mobai nodded. It was good that she wasn't some old-fashioned person, and she was such a young girl.
Class begins.
According to Ji Mushu, this was her second class, and the discussion revolved around the purpose of learning art.
He glanced around and saw that among all the people in the classroom, not a single one was sleeping; they were all listening very attentively.
Especially the few students who were occasionally called on, were extremely excited after being praised by the teacher.
Why doesn't our school have a teacher like that?
Yu Mobai couldn't help but complain in his heart.
If he had known that Shengjing University had such a beautiful female teacher, he should have worked harder to get into a top-tier university.
He secretly took out his phone and snapped a picture, intending to show it to the three perverts in his dorm room when he got back.
But why does this teacher's tone of voice sound a little different?
"The boy next to Ji Mushu, you answer this question."
Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out, "Tell me, what is the purpose of learning art?"
Everyone turned to look at Yu Mobai.
"Forehead..."
Did you call him?
Yu Mobai stood up, thought for a moment, and then answered.
"The purpose of studying art is not simply for money. If that's your only goal, you won't be able to create anything worthwhile. Some successful painters consider money as dirt."
“I am not a greedy person, so I am not trying to change my life by learning this.”
"The ultimate goal is the pursuit and continuous exploration of beauty."
"The essence of beauty is eternal and unchanging, but the forms of its expression are ever-changing."
"The history of art is the history of the continuous evolution of beauty. Its ultimate goal is to create the most ideal beauty that transcends real life and to constantly reinterpret beauty in new ways."
Yu Mobai's words were quite sophisticated.
The female teacher on the stage was completely stunned by what she said.
She was quite surprised that a student had such a profound understanding of this question.
This kind of student should go to an art school!
This student is extraordinary.
Her gaze lingered on Yu Mobai for a moment before she smiled slightly and gestured for him to sit down. Then she opened the PowerPoint presentation, her strange tone highlighting her soft and gentle voice, as gentle as a spring breeze. "If I didn't know you, I would have thought you had secretly looked through my PowerPoint presentation."
Then, everyone looked at the big screen.
Yu Mobai's explanation was almost identical to the female teacher's conclusion!
Wow, that's amazing!
"This guy must be a pro, I can't understand what he's saying."
"Hiss... He's putting on a show. He should just sit down already, instead of standing."
Yu Mobai smiled. He didn't sit down, but instead struck while the iron was hot, wanting to leave a deep impression on this mature woman.
"Teacher, I've always wanted to learn from someone who understands art. I wonder if I could trouble you for a few minutes after class?"
The wavy-haired woman smiled and nodded; she did indeed want to meet this male classmate who shared her understanding of "beauty."
Done.
Yu Mobai grinned, "That works!"
How do you know so much?
Ji Mushu was also somewhat surprised; she had no idea that Yu Mobai was skilled at this besides deceiving people.
"Just search it on Baidu, and you'll know."
Yu Mobai raised an eyebrow. "Wooden Comb, are you familiar with this teacher? She actually knows your name."
"I guess so, we've met a few times."
Ji Mushu nodded, "You can talk to Sister Yu more after class and see if she can help you."
What did you call her?
Yu Mobai said, "A mature woman?"
"Yu...her name is Yu Xinran, Sister Yu!"
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