Most of them are the principal's private collection.
Any item you take out starts at trillions, and most of the paintings are of historical significance.
Thousands of years of history from old civilizations are all in it.
Normally, these students don’t even have the qualifications to go in and take a look. Basically, there are only two people in the whole school who can enter.
One is the principal,
The other one is the gatekeeper of the exhibition hall and also the principal’s personal secretary.
"Bah, you know shit. How can I, a great master, hide things when entertaining guests? Not to mention that he's my brother!"
He said, putting his arm around Bai Mu's shoulders and grinning, "Come, take a picture with me, old man!"
"Yeah."
Bai Mu's mouth twitched. This principal really has a weird temper.
He held out his hand and made a "yeah" gesture.
"I'll post this on WeChat Moments so that all my crappy artist friends can take a good look at the future masters of art!"
Bai Mu touched his nose.
"Me? A master of art?"
Ailian and Fan were simply left aside.
It seemed as if Baimu was the only person in the principal's eyes.
Mr. Big smiled and said, "That's not nonsense!"
"With your skills, combined with my teaching abilities, you'll definitely be the new Elidu, no! The world's greatest oil painting master!"
"Why do you look so unconvinced?"
Mr. Da immediately took out his cell phone and showed the photos to Bai Mu.
This is Bai Mu's art exam drawing, a sketch that took him two hours to complete on the spot.
"Look at this time, this reality and illusion, this structural contrast."
"I fell in love with you right away. Even if you get zero in all your academic subjects, you have to go to this art school!"
"Look at these lines, wow."
"This shadow beats the textbooks. No, no, no, textbooks are garbage."
Fan covered his forehead helplessly.
"Principal...you wrote the textbook yourself..."
"Oh? Really? It's definitely a little worse than the textbook, a tiny bit, a tiny bit, a tiny bit."
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