Shin-kun's tone was very calm: "You have a reason to get angry, but I'll ask you to see something first."

"ah?"

Zhao Yu thought he was going to start a fight, but he even asked himself to see things.

Zhao Yu waved his hand: "It's useless to show me anything. I don't care about your money, jewelry, sports cars, etc."

The Death Letter Jun walked to one place and pulled over another painting: "Look."

When Zhao Yu saw this painting, he was stunned.

There is also a naked man in the painting, standing there with a calm expression and looking elsewhere calmly, as if he was thinking about something. This person is the Lord Shin-kun.

"You..." Zhao Yu was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Death Letter Jun said: "Because it's a bit troublesome to find models, and the classmates don't accept human painting very much, so the models we hire are not very ideal. I often ask them to draw me. You respect their creations, you are just a work, that's all. So, this is not a trampling on your personality, I can only say, thank you for your sacrifice to art. Please look carefully. If you are willing to appreciate it carefully, can you see any jokes and ridicule from these simple strokes?"

Zhao Yu looked at it and found that it was nothing, it was just a painting. On the contrary, when Zhao Yu was told by the death letter, he felt that his expression was a bit...a bit attractive.

"Everyone who paints for you has made mistakes with a pure mentality and pursuit of art. The reason for exhibition here is to encourage more people to pursue art, and to imagine everyone showing it. In the pictures of human body oil paintings, the beauty of human body and mind."

Shin-kun continued: "Can you let the whole school talk about your prostitution being arrested, but you can't tolerate a work of art without any low-level and vulgar ideas?"

Zhao Yu's mouth moved: "I didn't go to prostitution, that's a misunderstanding between me and the police station."

Shin-jun smiled and said, "Do you know who painted this painting?"

"who?"

"Your classmate, Qiuyue Shizuka."

Shin-kun flew away, Qiuyue Shizuka behind her was already scared and her face turned pale. She held the seasoning board in one hand and shook constantly. Seeing Zhao Yu's gaze, she immediately bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, sorry, I don't know, I don't know you will be so excited. We... we are just painting, and we don't have any offense to you. I'm so sorry, you don't like it. I just burned this painting. I'm sorry, sorry..."

"Uh..." Zhao Yu said: "This...hey, what's my place..."

"Ah--!" Zhao Yu suddenly shouted: "Hahahaha, I'm joking with you!"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Yu said: "Am I a feudal person? Am I an ordinary person who has no slight respect for art? I am that kind of…."

Zhao Yu pointed to the students watching around: "Like them, will they misinterpret a vulgar guy who creates an artist? I just joked on purpose, hahahahaha..."

All the people watching have a common idea, which is to hate, hate that they do not have a sign with the words "shameless" on it.

Zhao Yu smiled mockingly, turned his head to Yao Xiaojing and said, "They really think I'm angry, hahahaha."

Yao Xiaojing pouted: "Liar."

Zhao Yu ignored Yao Xiaojing and walked over and patted Shi Xinjun's shoulder with both hands: "How is it? Did you scared me just now? I said that I would devote myself to art, that is, I would devote myself to art."

Lu Xiaofeng tilted his head and leaned close to Shi Xinjun: "Is this kid shameless?"

Death Xinjun smiled slightly: "I like this guy very much."

Zhao Yu raised his hands and turned around: "Everyone, everyone, everyone has seen that art requires a pure mood to appreciate and understand. What does it require? It requires noble sentiments and advanced aesthetics. Do you have it? Why do I deliberately make trouble here? It is to attract you and let you see how superficial, vulgar, unreasonable, and hopeless a person who does not understand art is. Today, I am your model. Everyone should learn from me, support art, support art gallery, and support artists who have worked hard to create, applaud!"

Zhao Yu clapped his hands all over the place: "Yeah, okay, my educational significance to you has been achieved."

Lu Xiaofeng felt a little weird.

This Zhao Yu and Death Xinjun seemed to have some tacit understanding. The two of them could do it without getting angry?

Zhao Yu also went over and hugged Xin Jun to take the initiative to hug him, smiling on his face, and a few words squeezed out from his teeth: "I'm not finished with you." Then he said loudly: "Hahahaha, good brother, good brother, for the rest of his life!"

Death Xinjun shouted: "Everyone, Zhao Yu has agreed to be our professional model, dedicated to art and serve these artists. In the future, he will often come to us as a nude model, and everyone will applaud! For his noble character and self-sacrifice to others!"

Everyone was applauding, and Zhao Yu's smile almost froze.

Just as Zhao Yu was about to say something, Qiu Yue Jingxiang came over: "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Zhao Yu said: "You are so good at painting. Look, how handsome my body looks!"

Shin-kun explained: "Qiuyue Shizuka insisted that you are different from other models. She said that there is a story in your eyes. You are an amazing person who likes to put sad things in your heart and has a great personality."

Zhao Yu turned around and said, "You go to die." He said to Qiuyue Shizuka again, "Don't be nervous, it's okay, it's a good painting, it's really."

At this moment, I don’t know who touched the easel, and the painting was about to fall down. Zhao Yu and Qiu Yue Jingxiang both found it and reached out to save her. But at this moment, Shi Xinjun tripped under Zhao Yu’s feet.

Zhao Yu lost weight and pressed on Qiu Yue Jingxiang's body. He was in a precise position and kissed her directly on the mouth.

Zhao Yu and Qiu Yue Jingxiang opened their eyes together, and all the students almost slowly tilted their heads together, watching this scene that was amazing.

Zhao Yu knew something was wrong and was about to get up, but his feet stepped on the seasoning board. The plastic seasoning board slipped on the smooth stone slab. Zhao Yu lost weight and arched it out again, kissed it on the mouth again. Qiu Yue Jingxiang's eyes widened even wider!

Zhao Yu was so panicked that he was about to get up again, but he stepped on a paintbrush again, and the brush rolled. Zhao Yu lost weight again, and arched in again, pressed on Qiu Yue Jingxiang's body, and kissed her mouth again.

Zhao Yu simply did not move, just supported himself with his arms, making his face a little distance from Qiu Yue Jingxiang. He looked at Qiu Yue Jingxiang's panicked and astonished beautiful face in horror: "This time it was an accident, it was really."
Chapter completed!