Chapter 415: To Save Face, You Painted a Masterpiece of the Ages?

In the classroom, Su Meng slunk to the back and handed the podium over to Teacher Yuanyuan.

Seeing him flustered, the others couldn't help but laugh.

Liu Laoshi smiled and comforted him, saying,

"Teacher Su, an inch has its shortness, and a foot has its length."

"The teaching situations of the children differ; one must start from their interests..."

Had this blunder occurred before, several teachers, though silent on their lips, would surely have sneered inwardly.

Teaching is a sacred profession; do you really think anyone can do it?

Especially you celebrities, using children to chase traffic?

Now look, you've made a fool of yourself! You deserve it!

But after yesterday's events, this primary school had fully accepted Su Meng, so naturally, they were far more tolerant of him.

In Liu Laoshi's view... it was just that a young person lacked experience; what was the big deal?

Boss Yang also wore a look of schadenfreude.

"When you arranged things for us earlier, you spoke with such authority."

"Now it's your turn, and why can't you handle it?"

"I think you should just stick to being a life teacher."

Deng Ziqi also chuckled.

"Or you could be a music teacher."

"As an experienced music teacher, I can guide you."

"Don't be too moved; if you really feel bad, just write me a song."

Xiao Yueyue also leaned over and said weakly,

"Little Junior Uncle, not knowing how to paint isn't shameful..."

Su Meng glared fiercely at him, scaring him into silence.

"Not knowing how to paint?" Snorting coldly, Su Meng said calmly,

"It seems it is time to perform true skill!"

In the live stream room, everyone was laughing by then.

"Hahaha, Su Meng finally made a fool of himself; I'm dying of laughter."

"This show was all about watching him show off; who'd have thought he'd stumble one day?"

"Lord Sect Master's face just now, all red, was so cute!"

"Hahaha, teaching traditional Chinese painting to first-graders, isn't that awkward?"

"No one is perfect; Su Meng is already strong enough; not knowing how to paint is nothing."

"Art major passing by; just now when Su Meng explained traditional Chinese painting, he actually didn't say a single thing wrong."

"Su Meng can paint? You're joking, right? He probably just crammed at the last minute and memorized some basics of traditional Chinese painting."

"At least he was willing to do his homework in advance to teach the first-graders; although it was a bit off-key, his intention was good."

"This is good too; these past few months I've almost treated Su Meng like a god; now I see, he's just an ordinary person."

At the school gate was a small hill.

At the highest point of the hill, Su Meng sat quietly behind a table, eyes half-closed, like a statue.

"What's wrong with him? He's been sitting there for an hour!" Deng Ziqi looked puzzled.

"Yes." Boss Yang stared tightly at Su Meng, murmuring to herself,

"From this angle... Su Meng is truly handsome!"

Liu Tianxian shook her head and said softly,

"Did we speak a bit too harshly just now?"

"Teacher Su not being good at painting isn't a big deal."

"Were we a bit too much just now?"

The others silently nodded.

Could it really be that our words just now made Su Meng unhappy?

Not only them, but countless netizens in the live stream room thought the same.

But now they... to be precise, many young girls, had already started frantically taking screenshots.

Just as Boss Yang said, the mountain breeze blew gently, his robes fluttering, paired with Su Meng's handsome face; wasn't he absolutely stunning?!

As for whether Su Meng could actually paint... did it matter?

Handsome was all that mattered!

"Let's go check on him."

Bai Xiao Ling shook her head and stepped forward to walk ahead.

But suddenly she froze, instinctively calling out,

"He moved!"

Moved? The others all looked up.

They saw Su Meng suddenly open his eyes, pick up a brush from the table, dip it fully in ink, and begin writing and painting rapidly.

"Wait, what is Little Junior Uncle doing?"

Xiao Yueyue asked with a completely bewildered expression.

Everyone else looked equally confused.

A flicker of realization passed through Bai Xiao Ling's eyes as she spoke uncertainly.

"Is he... painting?"

"Can he really paint traditional Chinese paintings?"

What? Everyone in the live venue and the livestream room froze for a moment.

Then they couldn't help but burst into uproarious laughter.

Boss Yang laughed until tears streamed from her eyes.

"Why is Su Meng so cute?"

"You say he can't paint, yet he insists on proving himself?"

Deng Ziqi was also laughing uncontrollably.

"I bet he's just trolling again!"

"After all, he can't even handle an elementary school art class; you think he can paint?"

"If he can paint, I'll go scrub the toilets!"

Liu Tianxian thought for a moment and spoke hesitantly.

"How about... we go take a look?"

Her suggestion was quickly met with agreement from everyone.

The group walked quietly along the hillside, moving stealthily forward.

Boss Yang led the way and soon reached behind Su Meng; just as she was about to speak, she glanced casually at the desk and suddenly froze in shock.

She stood completely motionless, as if turned to stone.

Seeing this, the others were also slightly startled.

But the next moment... everyone was utterly stunned!

Spread across the table was a large sheet of paper.

At that moment, the brushstrokes danced and leaped continuously across the paper's surface.

More importantly... Hiss...