deadly trap

Chapter 194 Tell Liu Yan, what is a celebrity

Looking at the gazes of the passers-by around me, I was stunned and amazed, and some people even stopped in their tracks.

She also often enjoys the vanity of appearance, but has never been in this situation.

That woman gradually walked towards her, she was obviously such a bright and charming woman, but it made her suffocated like a dark cloud pressing down on the city.

She didn't even need anyone to tell her who that woman was. She turned her head slightly and saw Gu Anxu's vibrating pupils, and she knew it.

Su Muyan...

She finally met the rumored woman.

As for Yu Su Muyan, before class, she was also surprised to meet Gu Anxu who came to see Liu Yan off.

But an elegant woman in her bones never shows her true emotions on her face to the outside world.

She passed by the Rolls Royce, met Liu Yan's gaze, and could see the shock on her face at a glance.

Su Muyan raised her lips, gentle and elegant.

It's just that this beautiful fox is thinking in his heart that it's really important to manage facial expressions when people are outside. The dumbfounded look is really a bit dumbfounded.

The big-name clothes carefully designed by designers also have souls, and some people will drag those clothes down.

Gu Anxu was guilty and excited. Regardless of Liu Yan still had something to say, he raised the car window and hurriedly said to the co-pilot's bodyguard: "Go and follow Su Muyan, and see what she is doing here!"

Su Muyan entered the teaching building, walked up the building without haste, and went to the office first.

And Liu Yan, who was going to the large lecture hall with the students, heard the discussions of the pedestrians around.

"I was dumbfounded just now. For a moment, I thought that someone who came out of the painting was nothing more than someone in the entertainment industry!"

"It's really beautiful, and have you noticed that Liu Yan's junior is a bit like that big beauty!"

"At first, I really thought Liu Yanmei was dead, but now, my aesthetics has been improved again, so I wonder why that beauty came to our school!"

Liu Yan lowered her head, her face became more and more ugly.

If everyone in Gu Anxu's circle said she looked like Su Muyan, she wouldn't think too much about it, after all, those people knew Su Muyan first.

But now, she was the first to appear in this school, why do people still say that she is like Su Muyan, not Su Muyan like her!
Moreover, even if she is really beautiful, is it that exaggerated!

Su Muyan was just wearing clothes with national characteristics, which seemed a bit unique in all the casual clothes.

Thinking about this moment, Liu Yan couldn't help but murmured: "It's really superficial."

Even though many people felt that she was overwhelmed by Su Muyan, many boys and girls still showed love to her in the classroom, and many people regarded her as Bai Fumei from a certain family.

Under the fawning of those people, Liu Yan's heart was balanced.

Recently, she followed Han Jin to learn a lot about the inside story of the entertainment industry, and also knew a lot of games played by rich and wealthy dudes. She also heard Han Jin say a few words about how to do business. Although she didn't understand, she just repeated what Han Jin said. It also makes others think that she is a person with good looks, connotation, and intelligence.

"Liu Yan, you are so outstanding, we are so envious!"

Some girls praised her exaggeratedly. At this time, Liu Yan seemed to have forgotten that she was still a factory girl who was screwing screws in the field before. She accepted the compliment with a natural smile and said, "There is nothing to envy. Good job!" Work hard, study hard and you will be rewarded!"

And when they were chatting, Liu Yan was wearing a peaked cap behind her back, and Shi Luo, with her bare face facing the sky, rested her chin on her hand, blowing bubble gum, and enjoying Liu Yan's performance.

After Liu Yan said a few more words, the class bell rang suddenly.

The classroom was quiet for a moment, and when the noise gradually became louder, there was a "creak—" sound from the classroom door.

Everyone followed the sound and saw Su Muyan coming in slowly.

In an instant, the audience had a collective climax, and some boys even let out exclamations of excitement.

But now Su Muyan is a little different than before.

She wore a pair of rimless anti-radiation glasses on her face.

It wasn't that she wanted to wear it, it was arranged for her by Shang Wuyang, a myopic eye at home.

During the 90-minute class, she had to face not only the computer, but also multimedia. Sometimes the light was too good or bad, and the lecture hall would draw the curtains and turn on the lights, which was bad for the eyes.

And when the glasses were put on her slapped face, the scholarly aura spread out on the spot.

Su Muyan responded to the excitement of the young students with a smile, walked to the podium and put down the briefcase, and gave a "earth salute" to all the students.

Put your hands at the same level as your lower abdomen, smile, and lean over 15 degrees. This is what the teacher does to the students.

For a moment, many people saw the etiquette, and someone excitedly said, "It's the teacher!"

A little cheerful, he got up directly and returned a salute to Su Muyan.

Shi Luo watched those movements, the bubble gum in her mouth paused, then raised her hand quietly, imitating it too.

Afterwards, Su Muyan put on her lapel mic, and Wenya said, "Good afternoon, everyone. My name is Su Muyan. I am 24 years old. I used to study at Florence Academy, but I dropped out of freshman year before finishing my studies."

Speaking of this, she smiled herself, "Later, I devoted myself to creation. After winning some awards, I joined the International Oil Painting Association. Now I am a new professor at Jincheng Communication University. From today, I will also be a "designer" Aesthetics' lecturer."

"In the future, please give me more advice."

These self-introductions are what the old professor asked her to say. Showing her self-achievement and being brave to sell herself is also a way to establish the prestige of the teacher.

After finishing speaking, Su Muyan started to get the prepared marker pen in her bag, and she wanted to write her name on the whiteboard.

At the same time, the noise from below became louder, "Damn it, it's the professor!"

"I entered the International Oil Painting Association, I must be a professor, it's amazing!"

At this moment, Liu Yan's entire face was ashen, but she still asked dryly: "What is the International Oil Painting Association?"

Someone was stunned, "Hey, Liu Yan doesn't even understand the International Oil Painting Association?"

Liu Yan was flustered immediately. The serious Bai Fumei knows all kinds of fields, so she must know that, and she also enrolled in the Department of Design. I don't know.

She smiled awkwardly, "I don't like oil painting."

The man didn't think much about it, and explained: "Let's just say that those who can enter the National Oil Association must have works selected into art museums with great international influence, and must have sold works worth seven figures." value, moreover, there is no requirement for academic qualifications, only talent!"

Liu Yan didn't understand: "There is no requirement for academic qualifications, so how can you be a professor?"

As soon as she asked this question, many people around her looked at her strangely, "It's a simple example, Bill dropped out of Harvard after a year of study, and then started a company, but if he wants to go to what university? Is it not welcome to teach in the School of Finance?"

"Education has a certain meaning. It can only be said to be a relatively high starting point. There are even few people in the world who spend money on education!"

Liu Yan's face turned red suddenly, isn't it her?

"There are always some people in the world who, because they are too capable, directly skipped the school and continued their studies..."

"It's like our new young female professor who said that she was only a freshman. Who knows what kind of art people drew with everyone in those years when they didn't study!"

At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed.

They immediately stopped talking and looked up.

I saw Su Muyan outline an extremely artistic "Su Muyan" on the whiteboard, and then she re-wrote these three characters in regular script on the side.

Some people even sighed: "Fuck, shit, this idea can be directly used as a logo!"

Just this one name can prove her art skills and creativity, and firmly place her status as a professor in the hearts of young people who are only four or five years younger than her.

As for this self-introduction, I also told Liu Yan, a celebrity...why a celebrity.

No celebrity has a face that conforms to mainstream aesthetics.

Shi Luo looked at Liu Yan's bluish-white criss-cross face but seemed to be dissatisfied, and suddenly raised her eyebrows, wanting to do something.

Then she stood up and said loudly, "Professor, I have a question to ask you!"

However, she did not speak Chinese, but Italian.

Su Muyan looked up, and when she saw Shi Luo, she frowned slightly. Although she didn't know what Shi Luo wanted to do, she still responded in Italian: "Excuse me."

Then Shi Luo's flirting operation began.

She used Italian, Spanish, English, and a mixture of French to ask, "How do you appreciate "The Last Judgment", one of the famous works of the painter Giotto di Bondona?"

After she finished speaking, she was afraid that Liu Yan would not know what she wanted to do, and said on purpose: "Professor, I just came back from abroad, and my language is a bit confusing. I mixed four languages ​​just now, can you understand me?"

Of course, her ulterior motives are not about drinking, and the question is not important at all, it just depends on whether Su Muyan can understand.

As a key art university in Jincheng, the school naturally has all kinds of talents. Some people were shocked by Shi Luo, and at the same time, they also mentioned which languages ​​she spoke.

Su Muyan smiled.

Then she also responded to Shi Luo in those four languages.

Amnesia, muscle memory can't be erased, everything she learned before is branded on her brain like a branding iron.

When it was over, she said in correct Chinese, "The above is my humble opinion. Although I mainly study oil painting, I admire the artists of our Chinese nation more."

"There is a poem that says Wu is born once in a hundred years, and his name will be preserved for ten thousand years. The brush is authentic, and the history of painting is green..."

Having said that, she turned on her laptop and clicked on the first page of the prepared PPT, "The artist we will be involved in this class is Wu Daozi, a great artist of the Tang Dynasty."

"With the composition design and color design of Huasheng's works..."

About this class, she absorbed the experience of old professor Jin Chuan, returned to Mingyue Villa, and Shang Wuyang helped her prepare together.

Because she had indeed forgotten a lot of things, in order to make her first lecture a perfect ending, Shang Wuyang stayed up late last night to make the PPT for her.

The entire PPT, from the background template to the typography, is all carefully designed by him.

He did it willingly, but also unwillingly.

If Su Muyan hadn't lost his memory, he would not be in charge of these matters at all.

In this way, he only hoped that Su Muyan could step on his stepping stone and return to her proper position.

Su Muyan started class, but downstairs, Gu Anxu hadn't left yet.

His bodyguards mingled at the end of the lecture hall, and took pictures of all this and sent them to Gu Anxu.

The man in the car looked at the gleaming, indescribably beautiful woman on the podium, his trembling eyes were red and terrifying.

(End of this chapter)