Chapter 221

the next day.

Jiangnan University, the lecture hall of the Department of Art.

Su Chen lay on the table in the back seat, depressed.

"Second brother, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Dapao asked worriedly while drinking ad calcium milk.

Qi Guangyao glanced over with a hint of a smile:

"According to my many years of experience in the field of love, the state of the second child is probably..."

"Green!"

"ah?!"

Zhang Dapao was shocked, "No way! Sister Xiyuan, she doesn't look like that kind of woman!"

"You will die if you don't say a few words!"

Su Chen gave him a hard look. "Green your sister, you are the one who got green!"

"Brother was already green!"

"Ha ha!"

Han Li laughed out loud!

Qi Guangyao rushed forward immediately, "Han Li! I'm going to kill you today!"

At this moment!

A beautiful slim figure. Step into the lecture theater!

More than two hundred students, their breathing stagnates!

"What a beauty!"

"Professor Zhong is worthy of being the third beauty in the school flower list!"

"This temperament, tsk tsk, scholarly family! Everyone is a lady!"

"Became a professor at the age of 26, really outstanding!"

"I don't know what kind of man is worthy to marry Professor Zhong as his wife!"

"The worst thing is to start with a CEO with an annual salary of tens of millions!"

Hundreds of boys are like a hornet's nest. There was a buzzing discussion.

One fine arts elective.

There are 250 seats in the lecture theater, and there are no empty seats, which is extremely hot!

"Start drawing some now!"

Concubine Zhong Yu stood on the podium, opened the roster, and her voice sounded like a clear spring:

"Fang Xiaoming!"

"arrive!"

"Yang Beibi!"

"coming!"

…

"Su Chen!"

"arrive……"

Su Chen lay on the table and shouted weakly.

"Um?"

"he came?"

Concubine Zhong Yu raised her brows, a trace of anger emerged from the bottom of her heart!

Brat, I missed her several classes in a row, it seems that I don't want credits anymore!

On the seats, many students couldn't help but look sideways when they heard Su Chen's name...

"Awen, what are you looking at?"

At this moment, on the seat on the west side, a well-dressed and handsome boy frowned and asked.

His roommate immediately laughed and said:

"Xue Song, you just transferred from the Academy of Fine Arts, you may not have heard of Su Chen, but he is the 'Ban Bi Jiang Shan' of our school!"

"The whole school. Half of Bi was taken by him..."

What? !

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Xuesong was shocked! Half of Bi in the whole school were all killed by him...

"Pretend it!"

After hearing the second half of his roommate's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Made! I was scared to death! I thought..."

"What do you think?"

"nothing."

Cheng Xuesong shook his head, a look of disdain soon appeared on his face!

Hmph, pretentious?

Can you pretend to be me? .

podium.

Concubine Zhong Yu is giving a lecture.

The goddess seems to be short-sighted, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the willow-leaf slender eyebrows.

About 1.7 meters tall, with black hair tied into a ponytail. Only two strands hang down to frame the face. The snow-white shirt is very three-dimensional, and the heroic spirit is radiant and glamorous. The lower body is black socks and high heels, sexy and charming.

"Student Su Chen!"

At this time, Concubine Zhong Yu pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and called Su Chen who was sleeping:

"Please give me a rough example, what are the schools of modern art?"

"ah?……"

Su Chen rubbed the corners of his sleepy eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth a few times.

"Hahaha……"

There was immediate laughter around!

"Students who know how to sleep in class!"

"People like you won't be unemployed in the future. God can't tolerate it!"

Cheng Xuesong snorted and folded his arms.

Two or three seconds later, I heard Su Chen say:

"The schools of modern art include Impressionism, Post-Impressionism, Cubism, and Romanticism. Rococo, Baroque..."

More than 20 kinds were reported in a row!

Everyone was dumbfounded!

Qi Guangyao, Han Li and Zhang Dapao looked at each other, their hearts shuddered!

Second brother, it looks like I'm going to start pretending again!

"cut!"

"What's the use of memorizing genres so clearly?"

Cheng Xuesong was a little slapped in the face and was very upset.

However, he still didn't take Su Chen seriously!

"By the way, there is also a hyperrealism."

Su Chen thought for a while, and reported the twenty-eighth art genre.

"Hyperrealism?"

Hear this completely unfamiliar genre. Many art students have weird faces!

What genre is this?

Concubine Zhong Yu also frowned, feeling slightly puzzled: "Realism is realism, what is super-realism. These names are all pre-determined, so don't change them randomly."

"ah?"

"I didn't change it randomly! The super-realism genre, Stanchek. Richard Xiao, and Mr. Leng in China..."

The more Su Chen talked, the more he felt something was wrong!

Because everyone looked at him with weird faces!

Could it be...

"system!"

"Could it be that the hyperrealism art genre was also erased by the entertainment modifier?"

"Ding! Yes."

I'm dizzy!

Su Chen was stunned!

Terrible entertainment modifier, even this one is not let go!

"Student Su Chen!"

"Please don't waste everyone's class time?"

At this time, Cheng Xuesong spoke, his tone full of disdain:

"What hyperrealism, I've never heard of it!"

"Could it be that you created a new school yourself?"

Su Chen just broke up yesterday, and was angry, shouting domineeringly:

"good!"

"Superrealism, referred to as hyperrealism, also known as photorealism. My original new art genre!"

"What. Do you have an opinion!?"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

In Concubine Zhong Yufei's art elective class, half of them were art students, and she was immediately surprised!

Create your own art genre?

This guy, is he crazy?

"Pfft—hahahaha!"

"Killing me!"

Cheng Xuesong couldn't help but burst out laughing!

"Stupid! Just relying on you, you still create your own genre?"

"Let me tell you! Only master painters with world influence are qualified to create their own genre!"

"Picasso, Miller, Monet, Van Gogh, Qi Baishi, which one is not a master in the painting world? Do you think you can match them!?"

heard the words.

Su Chen turned his head, glanced at this dog-like guy, and said lightly:

"That's right!"

"I, Su Chen, am a master in the painting world!"

Wow!

There was an uproar in the classroom!

More than two hundred students all felt that Su Chen was a little out of his mind?

Addicted to pretense?

Do not pretend to be aggressive in a class, and feel uncomfortable all over?

Concubine Zhong Yu's face was also very ugly, and she said displeasedly: "Su Chen! Don't talk nonsense, sit down!"

"etc!"

Cheng Xuesong stopped him all at once, and said with a cold snort:

"How can it be so easy to run away after pretending to be aggressive?"

"Su Chen, since you are so awesome, do you dare to compete with me?"

Su Chen snorted coldly, "Compared to what?"

"Of course it's better than painting!"

Cheng Xuesong said proudly: "I heard that you are very famous in school, and you pretended to be awesome at the welcome party, military training, and ancient poetry competition!"

"Today, I, Cheng Xuesong, will pull you down from the clouds and bring you down to earth!"

That's it!

He took out a special backpack for sketching from the seat, and solemnly said to Concubine Zhong Yu:

"Professor Zhong, what this kid said just now is an insult to my faith!"

"Please allow me to have a duel with Su Chen!"

this……

Concubine Zhong Yu was very embarrassed and gave Su Chen an angry look!

"Compare!"

"Who is afraid of whom?"

Su Chen is on fire!

I am worried that I can't find someone to slap me in the face!

"system!"

"Load me 'Leng Jun Super Realistic Painting Skill!'"