The next day, after Shiraki sent Nekomata to school, he went to the university with Ailen.
There is an early class at eight o'clock today.
Every freshman has this class, and it is usually the first meeting between teachers and students.
They separated beside the teaching building,
"Chiu."
The two kissed.
"I went to class?"
Ailian said with some reluctance.
Bai Mu nodded, "Yes, let's go to the cafeteria together at noon."
"good."
The two separated.
Baimu went to Teaching Building A, and Ailian went to Teaching Building C. They were not the same building and were far away from each other.
Baimu walked forward slowly, and soon a fat male classmate wearing glasses appeared beside him.
He came forward and asked, "Hey, classmate, how do I get to the third floor of Building A?"
He must be a freshman and doesn’t know the way yet.
Bai Mu was also a freshman, but he had been to the school before so he was familiar with the route. He pointed ahead and asked, "Are you also teaching A?"
"What class are you in?"
The boy seemed a little shy.
"I, I'm from the Oil Painting Class 1."
Bai Mu was stunned. "You are also an oil painter?"
There were only four students in the oil painting class, and he met one of them.
The man nodded. "You too?"
The two of them met and talked as they walked.
The man's name is Yun Ge Li.
It's from the high school on Sixteenth Street.
His college entrance examination score was about 20 points lower than Bai Mu's, which was impressive. He was also a top student in that school.
"Oh, you mean you have several published works, that's impressive."
Bai Mu said.
Yunge Li had published works when he was in high school.
A painting of sunrise was auctioned for more than 30 billion denarii at the time.
"Then you're better than I was in high school. I hadn't even published anything back then."
Bai Mu said casually.
Yun Ge started chatting after a few words, no longer shy at the beginning, "At that time, I was lucky, lucky."
"Hey, so we're still in the same dormitory?"
Bai Mu nodded, "Yeah."
There are only four people in the oil painting class, so theoretically, there are basically four people in a four-person dormitory.
"arrive."
He pushed open the door of a classroom. It was very quiet inside. It was already eight o'clock and the principal had not arrived yet.
The two students inside were silent, one of them was drawing on a piece of A4 paper.
Bai Mu walked over and asked, "Is this the Oil Painting Class 1?"
The two looked up, "Yes, you are?"
"They should be our classmates, right?"
One of them is tall and thin, and the other is short and also thin.
Among the four, Bai Mu has the most angular figure.
Bai Mu nodded, "Yes, my name is Bai Mu."
"What are you doing?"
The two looked at each other and smiled awkwardly, "My name is Mao Mao Bruce."
"Dabai."
"We're having a painting competition. Do you want to join in?"
The two of them pointed to the sketch paper in their hands.
Bai Mu sat down next to them, and Yun Ge also said, "My name is Yun Ge Li."
Bai Mu: “Any reward?”
The two of them smiled and said, "The reward is that the person with the best painting skills can become the dormitory head."
There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.
But sketching has different levels.
Sketching is the basic skill of everything. If you are not good at sketching, no matter how good your other skills are, they won’t be much better.
It can be said that sketching determines the upper limit of a person's painting skills.
Bai Mu smiled and said, "Then I'd better forget it. I'm still quite busy."
He has no interest in the position of dormitory head.
Yun Ge was stunned. "Count me in. I want to be the dormitory leader."
"I heard it can add credits, Baimu, are you really not going to participate?"
Bai Mu shook his head, "You guys grab it, I'll let it go."
He sat aside.
Watch the three pencils fly across the paper!
Although Yun Ge is a shy person, his paintings are bold and his brushwork is very sloppy, which seems to be a wild style.
The paintings are also very abstract. Looking at the frame, Bai Mu can't tell what he painted.
Maomao and Dabai are both in one realistic style and one purely abstract style.
They are all very good.
He looked at his hands and felt a little itchy.
But just as he was about to draw something, the principal came in.
"Ahem."
Bai Mu looked towards the door and saw that Mr. Da was obviously late.
But he looked very dignified and didn't seem to care about being late at all.
"Dear students."
The principal walked in and saw that all four people were there.
He nodded with satisfaction and said, "I am your teacher for four years in college and the principal of this college, Da Vinci."
"You can also call me Mr. Big."
"You should all be familiar with each other, right? Let's skip the self-introduction part."
"I know you all, too."
The great master looked at the four people and said, "Next, I will tell you about the school rules. They are a bit rigid, but you must remember them."
The four of them looked at each other and nodded.
Mr. Big: "Rule number one: No confessions to teachers or counselors!"
Bai Mu was stunned.
I thought it was some serious school rule.
Didn't expect it to be like this?
Maomao raised his hand, seeming to have some doubts. "Mr. Da, is this school rule correct?"
Mr. Big nodded.
"Well, behind every school rule there is an unforgettable story. You just need to remember it."
"If you want to know why, you can ask the seniors."
"They all know the story of the legendary senior, Alyosha."
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