Su Mo did just fight back a little, and he only used 10% of his strength. If he sold it with all his might, Donald would probably die. His body had long broken through the limits of human beings after the transformation of the intermediate proficiency fruit.

Not only that, the advanced fighting skills made Su Mo know the fragility of the human body, so even if he only used 10% of his strength, it was not something Donald could bear.

"When did you become so awesome?"

Yan Jiuxi looked at Su Mo with confusion, "Have you ever seen you practice martial arts before?"

"Xiao Xi, do you really want to know?"

"think."

"Then I will tell you that I dreamed of a master who taught me in my dream."

"Xiaomo."

"Um?"

"You think I'm stupid!"

...

The next two days went very smoothly, and the students of Tsinghua University also started to choose courses normally.

After seeing all the majors at Gamele University, Su Mo had to sigh that Western educational ideas are indeed relatively open.

There is no grade difference between Gamele. Each student must choose at least three majors. Each major must reach 70 points in the assessment before passing the exam. Otherwise, it is equivalent to failing the subject. All three majors have passed the second level of the Holy Tower before they can graduate.

Under the discussion between Su Mo and Yan Jiuxi, the two chose art, music, and psychology.

Among them, only psychology was chosen by Su Mo, and art and music were chosen by Yan Jiuxi. Originally, Su Mo did not want to apply for these two majors, but he could not withstand the girl's spoiled behavior, so he had no choice but to agree.

In this way, Su Mo, who had almost never attended classes at Qinghai University, began his class career.

...

Art classroom.

A blonde woman in her forties stood on the podium. Her name was Anne, and she was an art teacher at Gamele University and a third-level painter.

Su Mo and Yan Jiuxi stood at the door, with more than 30 students in the classroom, and everyone's eyes were on the two of them.

Especially Yan Jiuxi, her flawless face and quiet temperament made many boys look at her, which made Su Mo a little unhappy, but he was not able to show anything.

Annie smiled at the two of them, "You can introduce yourself so that the classmates can get to know you better."

Hearing this, Yan Jiuxi slowly walked up to the podium, "My name is Yan Jiuxi, a freshman student in Qing Dynasty. Because of the exchange student, I came to Gamele to study. Please take care of me in the future."

After saying that, there was a warm applause in the classroom, basically the boys were applauding, and most of the girls looked at Yan Jiuxi with a hint of hostility.

It was Su Mo's turn, and he walked onto the podium and said lightly: "My name is Su Mo, a freshman student of Qing University, and he is Yan Jiuxi's boyfriend."

Then, there was nothing else, Su Mo walked off the podium and stood beside Yan Jiuxi.

Regarding Su Mo, the students in the classroom had basically heard this name and started talking in a low voice.

"He's Su Mo? He looks quite weak!"

"Is this the math genius?"

"Have you heard about what happened in the library a few days ago? It seems that Su Mo injured Donald."

"I heard that Su Mo also studied a forging steel method, which can greatly improve the quality just now. Xia Guo has not yet announced it, and I don't know whether it is true or false."

Ahem —

Annie said, "Everyone is quiet!" She looked at Su Mo and Yan Jiuxi, pointed to the two seats against the wall in the second row, and said, "Since you two are lovers, then sit together."

"Thank you, teacher."

After the two sat down, Anne began class.

"Let me ask everyone, what do you think you are drawing?"

Edward sat behind Su Mo and Yan Jiuxi. He looked at Yan Jiuxi's slender back and his eyes were exactly fanatical. When he heard this question, he raised his hand and replied: "Teacher, I think painting is an art."

"Puchi--"

As soon as these words came out, Su Mo couldn't help laughing. Isn't this just nonsense?

"What are you laughing at?" Edward asked coldly.

"It's nothing, I just feel that you're right." Su Mo's lips curled up.

Annie nodded, signaled Edward to sit down, looked at Su Mo and asked, "Su Mo, what do you think painting is?"

As soon as he saw Su Mo being named, Edward showed a sneer on his lips. He wanted to see what Su Mo could say.

Su Mo slowly stood up and said, "I think painting is a way of expression, a way of expression that is more difficult than writing."

"Writing is not about writing, but it is called writing, and drawing is not about how you can draw a body, but it is called painting. It is about expressing your propositions and thoughts, and bringing inspiration, thinking, and subversion to the viewer, which is called painting."

After saying that, a smile appeared on Su Mo's face. Then the book was not for nothing. No matter what, he could say anything.

It is most appropriate to use an Internet word to describe Su Mo - a strong-mouthed king!

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the classroom, including Yan Jiuxi, looked at Su Mo unexpectedly, and even Annie on the podium was stunned for a moment.

Originally, Annie just asked a question casually and didn't think Su Mo could answer, but she didn't expect that Su Mo could not only answer, but also give such a concrete answer. Even she, a third-level painter, was very surprised.

"Very good. It seems that Su Mo has a very deep understanding of painting."

Edward, who originally wanted to mock Su Mo, looked dark and said something to his mouth.

After Annie asked Su Mo to sit down, she spoke out: "Today's class topic is "Horse". I'll give you half an hour. Then I will comment on it one by one."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone began to take out the brushes and palettes and began to draw.

Only Su Mo and Yan Jiuxi did not move. They looked at each other and felt very helpless.

What to do?

Draw a horse when you come up?

Neither of them has learned to draw. Don’t look at Su Mo’s eloquent words. If he really wants to start, he will light a candle by blindly lit a blind man!

There is no basic foundation at all, how should I draw this horse?

"Xiao Mo, can you teach me?"

Yan Jiuxi lowered her head embarrassedly. She insisted on learning to draw, but she did not know anything.

Su Mo: "..."

He wanted to teach, but the key is that he didn't know either!

what to do?

"Xiao Mo, what's wrong?

Looking at Su Mo's helpless look, Yan Jiuxi asked in a low voice. She didn't expect Su Mo to know how to draw, because in her heart, Su Mo was an omnipotent existence. In addition, Su Mo's understanding of painting just now made Yan Jiuxi mistakenly think that Su Mo should be able to draw.

"Well... nothing."

Su Mo smiled awkwardly, his thoughts quickly turned, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He stood up and spoke to Annie on the podium, "Teacher, I have a request."

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