Chapter 149: A Trap Named Just Kidding!

In the classroom of Art Department 006, the atmosphere was oppressively heavy and somber to the extreme.

The usual noisy clamor was gone; only rapid breathing and the constant sound of painting remained.

Over twenty female students all hid in the corner, their gazes directed toward the center of the classroom, filled with strangeness, fear, and admiration, among other emotions!

In the center of the classroom stood over twenty easels, in front of which sat male students with faces swollen and bruised, painting their self-portraits as they looked into mirrors!

Among them, the most miserable was a long-haired middle-aged man at the front.

The bridge of the long-haired middle-aged man's nose had been brutally broken, bright, startling blood still flowing incessantly, but he dared not wipe it away, only occasionally casting fearful glances at the lectern before hurriedly continuing his self-portrait!