Help, I've become a paper man

“Welcome to my class.”

A soft male voice sounded, the voice was clear, and he sounded young, with a gentle feeling.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and as the window shook, a vine reached into the room and slowly climbed inside. The scene was weird but also a little funny.

The goat asked, "Teacher?"

The vines shook twice, and the voice followed, asking, "What's wrong, kid?"

The goat asked again, "Do you need help?"

The vine didn't answer. Its front part had already touched the ground. With a little force, the entire vine was thrown into the room, and it fell heavily on the plush carpet with a thud.

"Thank you, but no, I can do it." As it said this, it exerted force again, jumped up from the ground, and walked towards the students with a "patter" sound.

There were still clear traces on the blanket behind it, showing a clear dark green color and emitting bursts of fragrance.

"I really like fresh...fresh air and new classmates." As it spoke, it slowly spread out its branches and leaves. It was still in the form of a plant, but it seemed to be enjoying it.

After a few seconds, seeing no one answered, it said again: "Okay, now let's start the happy art class. We will form groups of two and have one minute to divide into groups."

Song Yi stared at it, without saying anything or taking any action. He just tilted his head thoughtfully, his eyes moving up and down.

Jasmine asked, "What are you worried about?"

Song Yi leaned over, his gaze not changing, and said softly, "Look at the carpet, then look at the floor... I can't imagine how difficult it would be to clean if this were real."

Jasmine was speechless, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Nonsense, let's talk about the grouping first, can you do it alone?"

Song Yi didn't answer and looked like he was still in a daze. Seeing that he didn't respond, Jasmine turned her head and gave him a questioning look.

"Are you listening? Any other opinions?" Jasmine asked.

He was listening. He had no objection. Goats were babies that really needed to be taken care of. This arrangement was normal. It was just...

"There's something I can't figure out, but don't worry. Go find the goat first. He will do the thinking work," said Song Yi.

Jasmine didn't stay for long. She nodded to Song Yi, then turned and left, walking towards the goat.

Song Yi did not move. His eyes swept through the crowd, looking at everyone present.

Half a minute had passed, and only these two had successfully formed a team, while the remaining six stood where they were, with no intention of continuing, but unfortunately... they were still "acquaintances", which was really disturbing.

The teacher said: "There are 20 seconds left, please hurry up and choose your teammates."

"If after the countdown ends, there is still no..."

It didn't finish, the sound paused in the air, making it seem even more meaningful.

But it was indeed effective, and immediately two of them succeeded in joining hands... No, two of them formed a partnership, and now there are four people left.

Song Yi took just one look and then looked away, unable to observe any further. These two people were truly special, at least to him.

One was an old acquaintance, Xia Hao, and the other one looked familiar, with Liu Ruyan’s face, but her name was Ying Rushi. The look in her eyes when she looked at Song Yi was also unfamiliar, so they were probably really strangers.

Just this way...

Song Yi looked across, still thinking, and Sui Yuesheng took the initiative to move forward and asked, "Do you want to join us?"

"Okay." He said cooperatively.

It was at this time that the teacher said, "In the last few seconds, congratulations to the remaining two. You don't have to draw lots randomly and can become teammates directly."

As it spoke, its branches and leaves swayed, and it even began to imitate humans and applaud.

"Congratulations everyone, congratulations everyone," it said.

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief and praised Mu Yun in his heart. The invitation was sent in time, allowing him to avoid the possibility of randomness. After all, if there are people you don't want to see, it's best not to gamble on your luck.

Thinking of this, Song Yi raised his hand to signal. Sui Yuesheng didn't understand, but he was cooperative enough. After walking over, he also raised his hand.

With a crisp sound, they high-fived, stuck at the end of the countdown.

The teacher said: "Now let's start our class. The content of this painting is "What I Love". Please use your imagination and create as much as you can."

Its voice became more and more passionate as it spoke, and even seemed a little crazy.

Plus the name...

Song Yi had a bad feeling, but there was no time to communicate. The vines waved their branches and directly pushed open four easels, matching the drawing boards and paints. It was really a thoughtful service.

At the same time, it said: "Time limit is thirty minutes, please start painting."

This is not the right time, Song Yi thought.

He looked at Mu Yun, and the two exchanged glances. Without any verbal communication, they started to act without waiting for the teacher to urge them. Song Yi wanted to draw money, and he guessed that Mu Yun did the same.

Fortunately, on the other side, Xu Jing's group was directly assigned teammates. The two did not start, but stopped beside the easel and talked in a low voice.

The familiar sound of a whip hitting Xu Jing's back was heard. At the same time, the teacher's voice came, reminding her:

“Please focus on the painting in your hands and don’t engage in unnecessary communication.”

Song Yi understood instantly that this meant "don't talk". It was obviously similar to the previous lesson. Under the same circumstances, he had to make judgments based on the teacher's mood.

He is not a lucky man.

Song Yi decided not to talk in this class without much thought, but after a few minutes, the disadvantages of lack of communication appeared.

Neither of them was good at this. They never knew what the other was drawing, but they were not sure what they were drawing either. In the end, due to operational errors, the painting was modified over and over again, and there were more and more objects on the screen.

Finally, the finished product is a stack of color blocks. If you look closely, you can see that there is a water cup on the tray, with pears and beads thrown next to it.

It wasn't considered passing, but the two had tried their best. When the teacher announced "the timer is up," they didn't feel nervous but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, I don't have to struggle anymore. Song Yi thought, looking at Mu Yun, and as expected, he found a similar expression on the other's face.

But soon, something unexpected happened. The teacher moved from left to right according to their standing positions, picked up their class assignments one by one, and performed a scene of tearing up the paintings.

A strong murderous intent spread, carrying with it a crazy atmosphere. Even though Song Yi was not afraid of death, he felt a shock when hearing the flying papers, and his heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

As it moved, the vine also grew in size. In less than half a minute, it was big enough. It almost hunched over, with its back against the roof, moving slowly, scraping off some of the wall paint, as if it was snowing a special kind of snow.

The gaze from above was still very intimidating despite the huge size difference. Apart from the scratches when walking, no other sounds were heard for a while.

This person seemed to be creating fear, but suddenly stopped, held up their paintings in front of Song Yi and the others, and remained there without continuing.

After a few seconds, it commented: "You guys still have a little too much love."

The air stagnated.

The next moment, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the tense atmosphere collapsed. Everyone seemed to have regained the ability to breathe, and the sound of exhaling became one.