She wanted to grab the painting, but Shangguan Chu had already put it in his arms.
In front of the whole school, she would be too embarrassed to snatch the portrait from her master's arms.
But Mrs. Shangguan smiled leisurely and said, "Miss Gu painted me so wonderfully and pretty. My appearance must have been deeply imprinted on her mind. In this case, she will draw a hundred pictures of me."
If you don’t finish the painting before class in the afternoon, then...then run around the Royal Academy five hundred times."
It was obviously early spring, and Master Shangguan was smiling like a spring breeze, but everyone couldn't help but shudder.
Gu Chunuan slapped his head.
She miscalculated.
This man's face was much thicker than she imagined.
Five hundred laps?
Why didn't he say anything? He wanted her to run away to death.
"After class, Ye Feng will come with me to pick up new school uniforms." Shangguan Fuzi said, and then left the school.
Gu Chunuan sat down melancholy.
Everyone in the school was talking a lot.
"Do you think the God of War would eat her alive?"
"Definitely. The God of War kills people without blinking an eye and can't do anything. What's more, the third lady also painted him as a victim. That picture, tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm embarrassed to watch it, and I'm embarrassed to continue talking about it."
"Also...who has to draw a hundred portraits of the Master during just the lunch break. Who can do this? Even if she is not killed by the God of War, she will still run to death in the afternoon."
"It doesn't matter if you offend the God of War, but why do you dare to offend Master Shangguan? Master Shangguan is a person who even the emperor has to deal with."
Gu Chuyun had two obvious slap marks on his face, which were slapped by Princess Dangdang.
She should have turned from embarrassment to anger, but thinking that the God of War would never let Gu Chunuan go, she finally felt a little comforted.
Princess Dangdang sneered, "You can live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own. Just wait for my uncle to kill you."
Gu Chunuan held her chin up and didn't even bother to look like a princess.
Everyone looked at Gu Chunuan with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.
Xiao Yuxuan and others came over.
"Boss, what should I do now? How about you hide in my house? No matter how arrogant the God of War is, he wouldn't dare to blatantly come to my house and kill someone."
"Can you escape the first day of junior high school? Can you escape the fifteenth day of junior high school?"
"What should we do? Go to the God of War to ask for mercy?"
Seeking the God of War?
Gu Chunuan laughed wildly.
In her life dictionary, the word "qiang" is not included.
He is just a god of war. Others are afraid of him, but she is not afraid of him.
Liu Yue worriedly said, "It's difficult here with the God of War, and it's also difficult here with Master Shangguan. If you don't draw those hundred paintings, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get out of this door, and everyone in the college will definitely be watching you in the afternoon.
You finished five hundred laps."
"so serious?"
"That's natural. There were people who didn't follow Master Shangguan's instructions before. The next day, their whole family's official positions were removed, their homes were ransacked, and even the student was beaten to the tune of fifty bucks."
Gu Chunuan looked outside the door and saw many guards surrounding the door on three levels, all with evil eyes.
Only then did she realize that the eyes of everyone looking at her just now were full of sympathy, not only because of the God of War, but also because of Shangguan Confucius.
Yu Hui said anxiously, "There are a hundred paintings. How long will it take to paint them?"
"It's not just a hundred paintings, why bother? Even if it's a thousand paintings, I will still draw them." Gu Chunuan was lazy, not thinking that this was a big deal at all.
Xiao Yuxuan and others all fell down.
"Boss, can you stop joking? There are a hundred paintings. Mr. Shangguan is very demanding. Even if you fail to draw one painting well, he will find faults in all kinds of ways."
The corners of Gu Chunuan's mouth curved upward, and he blinked his small black and white eyes.
