Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Can you fucking hurry up?!" The Dream Weaver came to Yan Huan's side, knocked on the wall in front of him, and roared:

"He's holding back Nezha!"

Shh, don't bother me.

Yan Huan's expression was firm. She pushed away the approaching Banana Master, then stroked her chin and continued to ponder.

From color scheme to composition, from the whole to the details, from concept to design, this painting is worth spending an hour, a whole day, or even a whole year to carefully polish!

He firmly believes that his masterpiece will leave a significant mark on the art history of the Dream Building Academy.

"Hurry up and draw! If you keep dawdling, get out of class is over!" Zhu Meng Jiao Shi roared from behind Yan Huan.

"I know, I know, are you trying to kill me?" Yan Huan impatiently picked up the spray can, paused, and then began to paint.

He closed his eyes, and countless inspirations surged from his mind, eventually transforming into an infinite power that converged in the spray can.

A torrent of water!

All the students saw was a tiny figure appear on the wall, its movements fluid and beautiful, as if it were an artistic gift from God manifesting in the world!

On March 7th, she stared blankly at the painting and couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"This...this is too much!"

The Dream Builder paused for two seconds, then picked up a spray can and smashed it hard against the wall.

"Bang!!"

The spray can hit the wall and bounced to the ground with a crisp sound.

"What the hell did you draw on that banana?!"

Looking at the wall:

...?.???.? …

……(つ???????)……

The master craftsman, Zhu Mengjiao, was furious.

"What is that?! Where's the monkey? What kind of species is this? What's that little person doing? Huh?!"

"0 points! I thought you could draw the Monkey King after all this time!"

"What?" Yan Huan looked at the teacher in astonishment. "My drawing is so perfect, how can you scold me just because it's not a monkey?"

"Shi, this is Shi!!" Master Zhu Meng stomped his feet in anger. "Do you know how much time you've wasted? I'm going to deduct your credits!!"

"and many more!!"

Seeing that he was getting anxious, Yan Huan quickly picked up the spray can again and added some color to the painting.

He dyed the little man's skin to resemble the brown fur of a sleeping monkey, added some monkey features, and finally wrote "This is a monkey" next to it.

"You think this will work?!"

The Dream Weaver stormed up to Yan Huan, shoved her roughly, and then sprayed her with a spray can.

I'll call you—

"One hundred points!!"

Staring at the score of '100' next to the painting, March 7th's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"No way, he said it was a monkey, and you actually believed him?!"

On March 7th, they went forward and argued their case based on reason:

"Then I'll change mine too, mine is also a monkey!"

“No, you drew yourself.” The Dream Weaver looked at March 7 with a disappointed expression. “You said it yourself.”

"Maybe I'm depicting myself, but by what right do you define my race?!"

On March 7th, he pulled a banana from his pocket, quickly peeled it, took a bite, chewed, and swallowed.

March 7: 'Gurgle'.

Banana Master: "..."

Banana Teacher: "Do I look stupid?"

"I don't care!!" March 7th threw away the banana peel, jumped up and shouted:

"My drawing was clearly the most difficult, so why did I get a lower score than them?!"

"Forget about Danheng, you clearly said from the beginning that Yan was painting history!"

"Did I say that?"

The Dream Weaver leaned against the wall, tapped on Yan Huan's painting, and said leisurely:

"The Sleeping Banana Monkey is the cutest creature in the world. No matter what form it takes or what it does, it deserves a high score."

"Young man, don't you like the sleeping banana monkey?"

“Exactly, exactly.” Yan Huan stood next to Banana Master and questioned March 7th:

"Didn't you like the sleeping banana monkey the most?"

"I like...der!!"

March 7th clutched his hair, his eyes wide with fury:

"I can't accept that my self-portrait is inferior to this damn little monkey."

"Also, didn't Professor Jiao say at the opening ceremony that we should make the classroom more free? Your demands are not free at all!"

The banana master said sternly:

"You have the freedom to cause trouble in class, and I have the freedom to give you a low grade. Isn't that enough freedom?!"

"Being unconventional comes at a price. Get down here!"

After urging March 7th to the back, Teacher Banana glanced at the paintings in the distance, then slowly walked around the corridor to the last student.

"How come you're even slower than that guy from before?"

At this point, nothing has been drawn yet, but it is none other than Charika, the president of the confectionery club.

She gripped the spray can and tried to spray, but not a single drop of ink appeared on the wall.

"Teacher, wait a minute, I... I'm trying..." Charika answered timidly, pressing the button on the spray can as hard as she could, but all that came out was a wisp of air.

Banana Master: "..."

Charika: "Sleeping banana monkey, sleeping banana monkey...come, come out quickly..."

Banana Master: "..."

Charika: "Little monkey, little monkey... come out and I'll give you a banana, come out..."

"Stop babbling!" Banana Master roughly slapped the spray can out of Charika's hand.

"Ah!" This action startled Charika.

"Your mouth is for eating bananas, not for chanting scriptures! Blank paper, 0 points!"

"No, no!!" Charika cried out in alarm, tears welling in her eyes.

"Teacher, I'm sure I can draw it, please give me a little more time..."

"Without love for the sleeping banana monkey, no matter how much time you have, you can't draw it! I remember you've been at the bottom of the class for so many years since you started school, right?"

"No, no!" Charika quickly explained, "I did get second to last place a few times..."

"Sigh." Hearing this feeble explanation, Master Banana shook his head helplessly.

"Every time I see a student like you, I feel exhausted."

"A monkey without the talent to climb trees will never be able to pick bananas, so why bother going on stage and making things difficult for itself?"

"You might as well not come at all. Just stay in your dorm and wait to get six points deducted. You might as well drop out! Banana banana banana!"

Chapter 1075 Please teach us too!

"I protest! I want to protest! This is 'criticism-based education'!" Yan Huan rushed out. "I'm going to report this!"

"Classmate." Teacher Jiao turned to look at him.

"You certainly can't understand the love contained in Master Banana's words."

"In any case, you and that expressionless classmate are both quite talented, but this girl who handed in a blank paper has nothing."

"If you're always chasing after things you can't have, aren't you moving in the opposite direction of happiness?"

"Give up, give up, banana!"

"Waaaaah..." Charika squatted in the corner and cried sadly.

Her crying was so heartbreaking that it melted March 7th's heart.

"Hey, hey, hey, you've gone too far!" March 7th also stepped forward, pointing out:

"How can a teacher talk to a student like that? No matter how bad President Charica's grades are, can't you offer some gentle guidance?!"

"Gentle persuasion?" Banana Master tilted his head. "Persuade my banana peel? Those little monkeys that haven't kept up with evolution should just obediently be trampled underfoot!"

"I...I really don't like the banana-sleeping monkey," Charika said, getting up with tears in her eyes.

"I don't know what the school anniversary celebration is all about, but I really need the credits..."

"Exactly! My drawing isn't bad either, and you still gave it a low score. You're clearly doing whatever you want!" March 7th bent down, pointed at Banana Master, and angrily scolded:

"I want to file a complaint against you."

"Ridiculous! You're nothing but wild monkeys!"

The Dream Weaver's expression immediately changed, and he looked at the group with a gloomy expression.

"I see now, you guys did it on purpose. Disrupting class order and spouting nonsense to try and incite my 'monkey life'!"

"Get out of here, everyone!"