In the afternoon, the professor asked Luo Yi to go to class with him, Luo Yi frowned, feeling a little embarrassed, he was not good at communicating with people, and he was even more afraid of making some jokes in class and embarrassing the professor.

But he was occupying the position of an assistant and it was not good for him not to do practical things all the time, so he had to agree.

After entering the classroom, seeing the closed curtains and front and back doors, Luo Yi suddenly realized.

Today is the human body class of the undergraduate oil painting class led by the professor.

Professor Qin asked the students to put the drawing paper and drawing board prepared for him in the corner, "Luo Yi, come here."

After a little hesitation, Luo Yi sat down.

The model is already in place. It is a young male model. Although he does not have exaggerated eight-pack abs, he still has six-pack.

Compared with women, it is easier to draw, and the structure, musculoskeletal structure is also very obvious.

Girls make up the majority of the class, and the models are very dedicated. They took off their clothes before the class committee and the professor could speak. Many girls are like frightened birds trying their best to find their positions in the corner.

The professor shook his head, and when he turned around, he saw that the tip of Luo Yi's ears were also red. He smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Keep your eyes wide open for me today. This human body structure, including muscles, can be a piece of cake." Draw less."

Luo Yi nodded sullenly, glanced at the classmates in the class, and found that someone was still looking at him, Luo Yi was concerned about the nose, and tried to relax himself.

Professor Qin had already explained the lectures that should be given before class yesterday, pointing to Luo Yi and said to them, "This is my assistant, named Luo Yi, who should be the same age as you, and he will make a model painting for you today on my behalf. If you can’t find Siluo, or can’t remember where to find that muscle, come and see.”

Luo Yi instantly felt a big stone on his shoulder.

Last time Gu Ning said that he was well-known in the Academy of Fine Arts of A University, and he thought in his heart that no one here should know him, but God seems to like to fight against her, a bold girl lay on the easel and pointed at Luo Yi Said, "Professor, you are really good, Luo Yi can invite us here, and now we will feast our eyes."

Professor Qin smiled, "Then you have to do a good job in this class, or I will fail this class for you."

During the conversation, Luo Yi tried his best to divert his attention to the model. He hadn't forgotten the last live broadcast, and he didn't know how to explain it to everyone, so he never went online.

This is in class, so everyone is not so gossip, just want Luo Yi to go online earlier, "Professor Qin, you also tell Luo Yi, is it because he is too busy after becoming your assistant, so he doesn't live broadcast, He's not online anymore, we can't see him anymore."

Professor Qin didn't pay attention to this, and turned to look at Luo Yi, but the child had already buried himself in painting.

He could only shrug his shoulders and tell everyone, "Let's talk about digressions between classes, don't waste the model's time, you cherish this class, and you may not have this opportunity in the future."

Everyone expressed that they understood it, but it is a pity that there are still more people watching Luo Yi than the models in class, some of them are because of shyness, of course most of them still think that Luo Yi looks better in real life than on the screen, especially when drawing certain parts, they blush and draw The look of going down.

Really cute.

However, die-hard fans are still curious about who the man who caused the interruption of the last live broadcast was, and they couldn't ask because of the tacit understanding of the show.

Luo Yi has really made rapid progress in the past few days in University A, and has made up for some of the deficiencies in basic skills. The students in the class are all undergraduate sophomores, but their level is comparable to Luo Yi's. Hardly any.

That's why Professor Qin dragged Luo Yi here to make model paintings. If he was one of those high-spirited graduate students, he definitely wouldn't do it.

He really likes this year's students and is willing to communicate with them. Of course, knowing that Luo Yi only found someone when he saw a student accidentally watching the live broadcast, so he was also very grateful.

While drawing, Luo Yi suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Gu Chen about nude models at his home yesterday, he smiled unconsciously, and glanced at the vibrating mobile phone by the way. My sister started screaming silently, but was slapped on the shoulder by Professor Qin.

"If you can't finish this one today, you will be fined [-] sketches of the human body tonight."

Only then did a few people restrain themselves.

Since Gu Chen didn't see him for lunch, he kept thinking that he would come over to pick him up from the school when he finished class early at night.

But Luo Yi never responded to the message, and was called by someone who kept killing him.

He pulled down the phone and hung up the phone, and sent the man a message, "Professor Qin's class is on, too many people can't answer the phone, I'll call you when I'm done."

It's a pity that Gu Chen is such a person without perseverance, "Honey, where do you go to class? Have you changed places?"

Luo Yi frowned and muted the phone.

Structural sketches are much better than full-factor ones, not to mention that there are models in front of him. The professor asked him to draw a lot of muscular figures two days ago.

When get out of class was over, he didn't need to go to the bathroom, so he continued to adjust the screen in his position.

The girls in the back immediately surrounded Luo Yi as soon as he was liberated.

"My little Yiyi, the beauty of the prosperous age, is it really you? 45 minutes have passed, and I still can't believe my eyes. Professor Qin is really amazing."

The little girls are very bold, and what can be said in the live broadcast is true in reality.

Luo Yi dug a hole in the ground to hide, his hand holding the pencil didn't know where to draw.

"It's Luo Yi, that's right, I know him even when he turned into ashes..." Another girl confirmed for him.

Luo Yi has black hair, fortunately there are only about twenty students in this class, otherwise he would really go crazy.

"...Well, it's me."

Everyone looked at each other and screamed, Luo Yi sighed, "Everyone calm down, calm down, I'm not a star, don't be like this."

Luo Yi's tone was neither urgent nor slow, which would sound particularly pleasant among several people.

"It's not a star, it's my male god!" A very avant-garde girl said, squatting in front of Luo Yi was especially fun.

Because it's getting like winter, the warm air is turned on in the classroom at this moment, Luo Yi's face is flushed by the blowing, and he looks down at the girl in front of him, "A man like me is a god?" He doesn't understand the situation of girls now , in his heart, a male god should be Gu Chen's kind, handsome and capable, and only that kind of person can be a male god.

"Of course, for us, painting is the capital, and appearance is the last word." The female physiology squatting on the ground took it for granted, and the few people behind followed suit.

"Hey, Luo Yi, can you take a photo with us?" The girls behind were eager to move.

Of course, Luo Yi couldn't refuse, and the whole break was spent in group photos and chatting.

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