When he returned to Shixi Campus, Ou Xiaolu was blocked by several teachers.

Leading is an old artist who looks in his sixties. He has a thick mustache and his gray hair is almost falling out.

He was wearing canvas clothes of various colors and looked a little sloppy.

He always likes to touch his beard and said, "As an artist, I either have long hair or a mustache. My hair can't be kept anymore, so no matter who it is, the one who laughs at my beard is my enemy."

This time, the old artist came to Ou Xiaolu with an attitude of facing the enemy. After asking several disciples to block the door with his junior, the old artist pointed at Ou Xiaolu and said, "Come on, draw a painting for me. If the painting is not good, you can transfer to other departments next semester."

Ou Xiaolu blinked, "Abstract or Fauvism?"

"It's okay, even if you draw comics, I just want to see your painting skills. If you really don't have any talent, don't waste time in the art department. I think the poetry and art department next door is more suitable for people like you."

"The Department of Poetry Art? What the hell is that?"

"A new line is a group of people studying how to read poems more smoothly."

Ou Xiaolu blinked, "I'd better draw. What do you want me to draw?"

"Whatever you want," said the old artist, "I said, draw whatever you want."

Ou Xiaolu thought about it very seriously and finally nodded. He brought these teachers to his room.

Looking at his clean painting tools as new as he was, Ou Xiaolu smiled awkwardly, "I just came here, I'm a little busy, and I haven't started doing things yet."

"I know, you're so busy that you don't even have time to go to class." The old artist gave Ou Xiaolu a blank look.

Ou Xiaolu didn't say much. He actually learned to draw before, but he didn't continue to study for the sake of the college entrance examination.

If he was asked to draw oil paintings, he might not be able to draw anything, but if he was asked to draw a Chinese painting, he could at least draw a pair of shrimps.

Looking at the shrimps drawn by Ou Xiaolu, the old artist gave Ou Xiaolu a blank look, "You still have some foundation, but if you never come to class, you can't make it in Xinxiang. Forget this time, if you don't come to class next time, let alone drawing a pair of shrimps, it's useless even if you draw a whale."

After saying that, the old artist turned his head and walked out of Ou Xiaolu's dormitory.

Ou Xiaolu is not the kind of person who is ungrateful. He quickly got up and prepared to send the old artist out.

The moment she sent someone out, Ou Xiaolu suddenly discovered that there was a strange light flashing on the old artist.

Ou Xiaolu reached out and grabbed the light spots, but found that he did not get any real objects, but a new interface popped up in the "Cross-World Game" system.

This interface records the life and achievements of the old artist, and each achievement has a white to purple light.

Ou Xiaolu had a feeling that if this old artist got the "Cross World Game" system, just the painting he drew himself, it would be enough to support his start.

Although I don’t know what this interface is useful, Ou Xiaolu still wrote down this matter. At least he felt that this sudden pop-up interface must be a useful interface. Although I don’t know how to use it now, it will definitely be useful in the future.

After dealing with these, Ou Xiaolu sighed, "From today, I must go to class seriously and can't waste any more."

Speaking of this, Ou Xiaolu began to organize his textbooks and other things, but the more he sorted out Ou Xiaolu became more uneasy, because last time he said he would stay in the center of XX for a day and not leave the Xinxiang suburbs. Before he finished speaking, he encountered something like this and that, and in the end he had to go out of the city to fight.

This time he set up a flag, but I don’t know what the result will be.

Sure enough, when Ou Xiaolu picked up his book and brush, put on his backpack and prepared to go to class in the afternoon, he appeared alone in front of Ou Xiaolu.

This Ou Xiaolu had seen him before, Lawrence, the former Archbishop's subordinate, was introduced to Ou Xiaolu.

This time, Lawrence stood in front of Ou Xiaolu and smiled awkwardly. He had previously said that he was the principal of another school, so he was unwilling to step into the gate of Shixi Campus, so he insisted that Ou Xiaolu go outside Shixi Campus to find him.

Now, in order to find Ou Xiaolu, he took the initiative to stand down the dormitory building of Ou Xiaolu, which naturally made Lawrence very embarrassed.

Fortunately, Ou Xiaolu is not the kind of person who can kill the conversation. He greeted directly, "Lawrence, long time no see, today's weather is good."

"Yes, Ou, the weather is really good today, but are you free today? Our boss is looking for you."

"You big boss, oh, Archbishop, what's wrong with him? Don't I have his light spirit? How could you let me inform you?"

"The boss had something wrong. He broke the space and could only enter but not exit. Guangling could not send more news. He could only rely on a more expensive way to notify him. He originally hoped that I could notify Mr. Wayne, but I think you are here, so it is necessary to notify you first."

"What did he do if he ruined the earth's vein space? When did it happen?"

"I don't know either. I only got a little bit of information. But I still hope you can help and help find a few adults."

"Okay, I know this, but before that, I really have to go to class. If I don't go, I won't have to attend classes at Shixi Campus in the future."

"Then go to my school to go to school. As long as you want, I will help you transfer schools immediately."

Ou Xiaolu slapped his head and then remembered that this was the president of a university, but he was really not suitable to transfer directly. Ou Xiaolu's eyes turned, "Will this happen, I won't take advantage of you, just treat me as a reward for helping you run errands. How about you invite me to your school as a visiting professor?

In this way, I usually have reason to ask for leave from the school here."

"I've been a visiting professor, why should I take leave?"

"There's no way. You don't know Chinese parents. My parents have contact information for Shixi Campus. If he wants to know that I dropped out of school and joined another university, he will definitely think that I did something bad in Xinxiang. Only by asking for leave is the right thing. By the way, I will go to the classroom to show my face first and talk about everything when I come back."

After saying that, without waiting for Lawrence to react, Ou Xiaolu hurriedly ran towards the classroom with books, brushes, etc.
Chapter completed!