Qiao Yimo lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, neither refused nor agreed.

The butler parked the car outside the gate of Jintong Academy of Fine Arts.

Qiao Yimo felt that the atmosphere and scenery of the Academy of Fine Arts were very good. When Dong Yan and Qiao Anchu went to see Mr. Qin, they proposed to go for a walk.

Looking at the students full of college atmosphere, she couldn't help but remind her of that time in country M.

But it is the Academy of Fine Arts. The architectural style of the school is unique and artistic, which reminds her of the Academy of Fine Arts in Country M, which is similar to this school.

Qiao Yimo carried a small schoolbag upstairs and found a teacher in the studio upstairs teaching.

But it was a teacher who caught Qiao Yimo's attention. He held Qiao Yimo's familiar paintings in his hand. After a few careful glances, she realized that it was her early paintings.

He should be the material for students to teach, but Qiao Yimo himself was not satisfied with the early paintings. After all, those paintings were still very immature and could not be called teaching material at all.

"Can you give me this painting?" Qiao Yimo pointed to the painting in the teacher's hand.

The teacher looked up and down Qiao Yimo. It seemed that he was quite young. Why is he so greedy that Master Shui Mo's paintings are embarrassing to ask for?

The teacher said softly, "Go away, are you embarrassed to speak? This is a painting by the master of the end of the water."

Qiao Yimo narrowed his eyes, "I know."

The teacher snorted, "I said you little girl, you know you dare to ask, do you know how much a painting of Master Sui Mo sells for?"

"Early paintings are too young to be worth a few dollars." Qiao Yimo's red lips chuckled lightly, smiling presumptuously, and then said, "Well, you sell me the paintings and I'll give you the money."

"Are you crazy?"

The teacher asked.

A few seconds later, he said, "Do you know how much this painting is? How many millions, can you afford it? Are you still arrogantly wanting to buy it?"

"Hoho!" Qiao Yimo chuckled lightly.

The teacher ignored her and left.

Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows helplessly. The teacher's eyesight was too bad, and that kind of painting could catch his eye, and the students here must be okay.

She shook her head and walked around. She didn't move a pen for a long time, and her hands were itchy.

She walked into the single room of the school.

It was found that there were no people in the single room, but her early paintings were kept on the drawing board. In Qiao Yimo's view, these paintings are very ugly!

Qiao Yimo was very dissatisfied, so he picked up the pen of the classmate on the table and added a few strokes to the painting.

After a few minutes, she finally nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, a male student suddenly appeared in the corridor.

When he saw Qiao Yimo's sneaky figure, he thought he was here to paint, so he immediately stopped him, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Qiao Yimo smiled and pointed to the work on the drawing board, "Look, how about it?"

The classmate stared blankly for a few seconds, then nodded mechanically, "It looks good."

Qiao Yimo smiled, "Then I won't be in vain."

Qiao Yimo carried a small schoolbag, left a sentence and left.

"Is this changing the painting of Master Sui Mo privately?" The male student didn't react at all.

When he reacted and wanted to ask the girl's arrest, she was gone.

He ran all over the corridor and didn't see that person, but instead he was caught by Mr. Qin.

"You stinky boy, don't you practice painting, sneaky? I'll call your parent!"

Liu Xinhua was looking for Qiao Yimo in the corridor, but he was caught by Mr. Qin.

He quickly took Mr. Qin into the studio and pointed to the painting that had been altered by the girl.

Old Mr. Qin looked at the painting in front of him, suddenly his eyes widened.

"Little boy, this...this is what you...change it?" JrNovels.com