For the next two days, Shirō Makino didn't even step out of the study. He was almost immersed in the Talisman Artist's book.
Deciphering, understanding, and practicing!
Although he had been studying at home all these years, his study habits weren't any worse than a top student.
On one hand, Shirō Makino was outstanding; on the other hand, he had benefited from the old man's teachings over the years.
This allowed Shirō Makino to have self-discipline that far surpassed most of his peers!
But that was only in terms of studying.
As for other aspects …
The study had become a battlefield, a mess.
On the table, on the floor, there were talisman papers everywhere. There were all kinds of messy drawings on them.
Animals, plants, all kinds of mysterious inscriptions and lines … there were at least thirty to forty of them!
Although it was messy, the contents of each talisman paper looked particularly exquisite!
Even the simple lines gave people a mysterious sense of beauty.
Shirō Makino had been learning from the old man all these years. If he could make the picky old man praise his drawing skills as good, he could be considered a master in the real world!
Talent was something that couldn't be envied.
It was like some people who never studied and didn't put in much effort. They seemed to be similar to you.
But when it came to exams, you would realize that they were actually top students.
And you were just a slacker who couldn't even fill in the papers blindly.
The talisman papers that Shirō Makino threw around like garbage. If the group of people who were looking for the "mysterious street painter" saw them, they would probably go crazy.
Someone had already offered a price of 170,000 just for a painting.
People were like this. The more they couldn't get, the better they felt.
There were many imposters, but they were quickly seen through.
So there were many rumors about the street painter on the Internet.
Some said that he was the son of a rich family and came to the street to paint. Others said that he knew the big star Qin Ranran.
Otherwise, why would such a big star go to the street to support him?
Some said that the mysterious young street painter was actually a newcomer that Qin Ranran's manager, Sister Fang, wanted to promote!
He was a little fresh meat, and those drawings weren't drawn by him. They were all drawn by someone else!
Sister Fang: If only I could find him!
There were even some famous artists who stood up to criticize the street artist, saying that he was insulting art!
"Can art be measured by money?"
"Art is priceless! Selling paintings on the streets is a huge insult to art! "
Of course, not many people would pay attention to such a sour and stinky voice.
On the other hand, Qin Ranran seemed to be at loggerheads with Shirō Makino.
She had never been rejected by anyone before, so she had been frantically adding Shirō Makino as a friend for the past few days.
Previously, he had been rejected, but in the past two days, there had been no movement at all!
This was simply too much!
On the surface, Qin Ranran was a cold and aloof girl. When it came to concerts and all kinds of activities, she was a woman of few words.
Most of the videos about her that were circulating on the internet were of her singing quietly.
She had the aura of a fairy and was incomparably beautiful.
But in private, she was a carefree girl who did not care about trifles.
Being cold and aloof was just a persona that Sister Fang had created for her.
However, even such a cheerful girl was infuriated by Shirō Makino.
Luckily, no one knew about this, or else she would have lost a lot of face!
The Zulong Empire protected one's privacy very well. With only an ID, there was no way to find out more information about the other party.
Qin Ranran clenched her teeth and swore that she would find that damned guy.
Shirō Makino, on the other hand, was leisurely driving his old car on the road to school.
His spiritual power recovered very quickly. Even if he used up all of it, he could recover it in a short amount of time.
With this Talisman Artist's Encyclopedia, Shirō Makino was full of confidence and anticipation for his high school life!
September 1st.
Hundred Blossom High became very lively.
Although there weren't as many people as a few days ago, there were still many people gathered at the entrance of the school.
All kinds of luxurious cars drove in from all directions. Then, a group of high-spirited youths walked out of the parking lot.
Shirō Makino was still wearing his baseball cap and mask. He was fully armed as he strolled through the parking lot towards the school entrance.
A group of boys and girls were chattering beside him. Their faces were filled with excitement and joy, looking forward to the high school life that was about to begin.
There was no need to look to know that these were all freshmen.
As for the second and third year students, they were used to it. They looked at their juniors with a slightly judgmental gaze.
The atmosphere at Hundred Blossom High was quite good. Those who could go to school here were all very outstanding students.
When Shirō Makino arrived at the classroom, half of the students were already there. According to the seats that had been arranged beforehand, Shirō Makino found his seat - the fifth row by the window.
Each person had their own table. There were no deskmates.
Because he was 17 years old and nearly 1.8 meters tall, his seat was relatively far back.
Shirō Makino glanced around. There were around 30 or so tables in the classroom. For the entire first year, this was probably the class with the least number of people.
Those who could enter the first class were either martial arts geniuses, the rarer talisman apprentices, or those who scored extremely well in their cultural classes!
Thus, this class was also known as the top class of First High. Many people also called the first class the gifted class.
When Shirō Makino walked in, he immediately attracted the attention of others. Seeing him dressed like this, the students in the class were stunned.
It's just going to school. Is there a need to dress up like this?
You're not a celebrity!
But soon, they found out.
As for.
The moment Shirō Makino took off his cap and mask, all the girls in the class widened their eyes and almost cried out.
Even the boys couldn't take their eyes off Shirō Makino for a long time.
It wasn't the kind of feminine beauty that was close to a girl's, but pure handsomeness!
How could a person be so good-looking?
In this day and age, almost everyone had undergone genetic enhancement. Why are you so outstanding?
Shirō Makino lowered his head and fiddled with his personal AI. Once again, he rejected Qin Ranran's request to add him as a friend.
At the same time, he muttered in his heart, "You've already given me money and you still want to take it back? Not a chance! "
Soon, all the students in the first class had arrived.
Almost everyone would subconsciously look in Bai Muye's direction the moment they entered the hall. He was like a light source, attracting everyone's attention.
This situation continued until the homeroom teacher of the first class of First High School arrived.
A middle-aged man in his fifties with a slightly balding head walked in as the bell rang.
After entering, he also subconsciously glanced at Shirō Makino. How could there be such a handsome boy in his class?
Then, he said in a gentle voice, "My name is Wang Liang! I'm your homeroom teacher. First of all, congratulations to everyone for finally becoming a student of First High School after many trials … "
"The first class has always been the pride of First High School. I hope that you can carry on this tradition and carry it forward."
"In addition, this year's Talisman Artist recruitment is held once every ten years. As for the number … it's the lowest in recent decades. There are only six people in total, and all of them are in our class. Other than the specialized Talisman Artist class where they have their own classes, they spend the rest of their time together with everyone else. "
"So, I hope that everyone can unite. Today, you are classmates, but tomorrow, you may be comrades!"
"Now, let us first invite these future Talisman Artist students to introduce themselves."
After Wang Liang finished speaking, many people subconsciously looked at Shirō Makino.
After a few days of fermenting, almost half of the people in Hundred Flowers City knew that First High School had recruited a particularly handsome student with a Spiritual Power of 20.
Although the students in the first class had their own pride and pretended not to care much about these rumors, deep down, they were actually very concerned.
A young man sitting in another corner couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly. However, his movement was so small that no one noticed him.
He was Moussy, a genius with a Spiritual Power of 55.
When he heard that the teacher wanted the Talisman Artist to introduce himself first, Moussy smiled and was ready to stand up.
However, Wang Liang nodded at Shirō Makino. "Shirō Makino, let's start with you."
The smile on Moussy's face gradually disappeared.
He got into First High School with a Spiritual Power of 55, which alerted the principal who rarely showed his face. Then, he was picked up by a group of people in front of tens of thousands of students.
What kind of glory and glory was that?
Now that he was in class, the teacher actually asked Shirō Makino, that trash with a Spiritual Power of only 20, to introduce himself first.
Could he do whatever he wanted just because he was good-looking?
If it weren't for his family education and rationality, Moussy might have even lost his temper.
But his face couldn't help but darken.
In fact, standing on the podium, everyone's actions could be seen clearly.
Wang Liang originally didn't want Shirō Makino to introduce himself first.
Not to mention that there were hints from the school's higher-ups, even if there weren't, he would definitely pay attention to a genius like Moussy.
At the age of 17, a Spiritual Power of 55 was indeed worthy of being called a genius.
And this genius was now his student, so he naturally felt proud.
But this child seemed to be … a little narrow-minded.
Wang Liang was an old teacher, and in his teaching career, he had seen many geniuses.
Although a genius with a Spiritual Power of 55 was rare, it wasn't unheard of.
So in the face of Moussy's displeasure, he just pretended not to see it, smiled warmly at Shirō Makino, and nodded to show encouragement.
Shirō Makino stood up and was about to speak, but Wang Liang smiled and said, "Let's talk in front."
Shirō Makino hesitated for a moment, stood up, walked to the podium, and looked at the group of students in the class.
Except for Moussy, who had a gloomy face, everyone else looked at him with a bit of curiosity.
In particular, many girls in the class looked at him with burning eyes.
"Hello everyone, my name is Shirō Makino."
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