I really don't want to be famous, but the collapse is still chasing me

Sanyueqi put her slender hand over her lips, "What's going on... her mouth is opening on its own. Something is definitely wrong with this class."

Dan Heng frowned slightly, inevitably feeling a little worried about Sanyueqi and Xing.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "I'll go check it out."

"Hmm..." Sanyueqi interrupted Danheng, "But if even you, Danheng, start to do it, it will be too conspicuous. It's better for Pioneer and I to go. We're not usually that serious, so even if we make a fool of ourselves, it won't be too noticeable."

[No, I want to listen.]

【I also want to listen to Dan Heng Jiao Jiao Jiao! 】

【plus 1! 】

Xing hooked her fingers and said, "Let's go."

"That's very kind. Let's go."

After saying that, Sanyueqi took Xing's arm and came to Master Jiao, "Master Jiao! We two want to give it a try!"

Soon it was Xing's turn to graffiti on the wall.

She took the spray paint in her hands, closed her eyes, and then her mind began to think.

This white wall is about to be changed and dyed with the color of the stars.

When she thought of this, her little hands holding the dream-building paint began to tremble with excitement.

This will surely be a masterpiece that will completely transform Origami University. In order to avoid any regrets in your youth, you must carefully consider the content of this painting.

From color matching to composition, from the whole to the details, from conception to design, it is worth spending a systematic time...

No, a whole day… no, a whole year to polish it carefully!

Leave a significant mark in the history of dream-building art!

【Hahahaha, fucking idiot! 】

[When will Hakisei stop being so abstract?]

It's really getting more and more abstract.

[Every time I see her mental activity, I can’t hold it in.]

-

"Hurry up and draw! The class will be over if you delay any longer!" Seeing that Xing was not moving for a long time, Teacher Jiao began to urge him.

Star shook his head.

Unfortunately, this big-headed monkey who didn't understand art interrupted her reverie.

But he reminded us of one thing: time is always the most valuable resource for creation.

Xing closed her eyes and began to meditate according to Master Jiao's instructions - think of a charming and profound trash can...!

She thought of the barrels she had encountered in the past. Their mysterious and beautiful entrances, like black holes, intoxicated her. Xing's mind was absorbed by the barrels, and peace and tranquility descended upon the small garbage bag that was beating in her chest.

"Master Banana's request is for the little banana monkey to sleep, but do I really have to do it exactly as he says?"

At this moment, the voice of the sleeping banana monkey appeared in her mind again.

"Banana, banana, banana, banana..."

For some reason, the questioning voices were drowned out by the little monkey's *banana sounds*.

As if it were the paint's own will, the monkey's voice kept coming to my ears, and the image of the monkey began to emerge in my mind...

It was as if countless little monkeys were dancing at the head of her bed while she was sleeping soundly.

There's no other way, it seems the painting can only be this...

"No, don't give in! (Garbage Can Dialect)"

Xing's eyes suddenly widened, "!!! It's you!"

This is the mysterious bucket you once helped—it's Shatana! She's pinned down the monkey!

"Long time no see, stranger. You are the savior of our tribe, the hunter king who takes away garbage. How can you surrender here?" Satana spoke in a language that only Xing could understand.

At this time, the sleeping monkey next to her was very unconvinced and kept shouting "banana banana banana banana" around Satana.

"Be silent, you ape from a foreign land! How can you easily break the shackles that have bound us?"

The power of the barrel and the monkey clashed and merged within the heart of the star, ultimately converging in the paint at your fingertips. The scent of bananas and garbage intertwined in your nostrils, and two different images emerged in your mind...

【Hahahaha, I'm going to vomit.】

My family members are moved to tears. It was Shatana who came to save us.

[I really didn't expect that Shatana would appear.]

[Yes, use magic to defeat magic.]

【I really can’t hold it in any longer. 】

[Don't underestimate the bond between Xing and the trash can. ]

[Amazing! Even memetic viruses can be suppressed.]

[Because the king's bucket is also another meme.]

[Such a funny plot, why does it make my blood boil? ]

It's on fire, family!

-

"Finally, let the emotions and materials resonate!" Xing said silently in his heart.

Everything is ready! Show off your talent and unleash your creativity on the painting that has transformed the wall.

Xing suddenly opened her eyes, and she returned to the familiar wall, raised the spray paint in her hand and started graffiti.

When she came to her senses, the painting in her mind had already appeared on the wall.

The collision of the trash can and the baseball bat, and the green embellishment are simply a stroke of genius.

Xing was very excited and found Master Dream Builder and invited him to appreciate her work.

"Oh! This painting..." Dream Builder examined it carefully. "What is this thing? Why are there only trash cans? Where's the little monkey? 0 points!"

The subtitles once again show Xing's inner monologue.

"My persistence brought a painful price. The scolding from Mr. Jiao and the taunts from my classmates lingered in my ears. I just painted what I wanted to paint. Did I do anything wrong?"

At this moment, Shatana's voice sounded again.

"Stranger...thank you for your painting. Sticking to what you believe is right is the pride of the barrel."

"Look, I did nothing wrong!"

[I can’t take it anymore. Why am I still feeling like wiping tears after watching this? ]

[See, this is the true bond, the power that can break everything.]

-

Master Dream Builder ignored Xing completely and went straight to March Seventh.

Xing also followed along to join in the fun.

The graffiti wall in front of classmate March Seven was spotless, but there was a huge piece of... Six-phase Ice in front of the wall?

Luanpo couldn't help but sigh, "Ninja? Six-phase Ice! What a powerful ice escape! Liuli? Ninja is truly a Jonin!"

San Yue Qi hurriedly explained, "No, this method of dream building is too similar to the method of condensing six-phase ice. I can't tell the difference."

[Star Train Jonin - March 7th.]

[A legendary beautiful girl, rubbing six-phase ice in her hands.]

I can’t tell the difference!

【March 7th is truly a god! 】

[Is there some kind of foreshadowing here? ]

[March 7th is definitely related to memory and destiny. It all depends on how it pans out.]

【】

At this moment, the Dream Builder didn't curse. Instead, he exclaimed in admiration, "Too, too powerful! To have built such a large object in such a short time is truly comparable to the skills of a professional Dream Builder..."

"Wow, Mr. Rick didn't lie to me. I'm really a genius!" March 7 gave herself a big thumbs up.

"But, 0 points!" Master Dream Builder's words instantly poured a bucket of cold water on the situation.

"Why?!"

"A big ice cube can be made with banana peels. I asked you to draw a sleeping banana monkey, not to make shaved ice! Even a professional dream monkey has to listen to the client's needs!"

"What? Didn't Professor Jiao say that the classroom should be free? Your request is not free at all!"

"You have the freedom to disrupt class, and I have the freedom to give you a low grade. Isn't that enough freedom? If you want to be different, you have to pay the price for being different. Get off the banana!"

Sanyueqi curled his lips and said, "Well, that's really unreasonable!"

The Dream Builder finally came to the wall of Charika, but there was nothing there.

I saw Charika closing her eyes tightly, trying hard to create a work about the sleeping banana monkey.

"Stop nagging! Your mouth is for eating bananas, not dreaming—blank paper! 0 points!"

Faced with the Dream Builder's fierce words, Charika panicked instantly, "Wait, please give me a little more time..."

"Without love for the sleeping banana monkey, you won't be able to draw it no matter how much time you have... I remember you were the last banana in the class, right?"

"No, no! I've been ranked second to last on several exams..."

"Alas, every time I see students like you, I feel tired. A monkey without the talent for climbing trees will never be able to pick bananas. Why bother going on stage and making things difficult for yourself? You should face reality and give up this path as soon as possible, banana, banana, banana."

[Where's my adoptive father? Where's my adoptive father? Please save him.]

[Truth Hospital will never tell you to give up, they will just call you a fool.]

[Uh... hard to judge.]

[What? Godfather is still in C! Is Godfather's value still rising? ]

-

Xing clenched his fists, "Hey! You're going too far!"

Dream Builder Jiaoshi turned to look at Xing and said calmly, "Student, you certainly can't understand the love contained in Jiaoshi's words. Regardless, you and the female student just now are both quite talented, but this girl who handed in a blank paper has nothing."

If you keep pursuing things you can't get, aren't you heading in the opposite direction of happiness? Give up, give up!

Hearing the Dream Builder's evaluation, Charika couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

"Have you finished your speech, Excellency?" Ranpo slowly approached Charika. "If you are, please turn your attention back here."

I saw a graffiti with a strong chaotic style appear on Charika's homework wall.

"Wait! What kind of banana is this?"

Luanpo lowered the brim of his hat and said, "This is the Liaoluan talisman. I would like to ask Big Head Xiesui to comment on it."

"What the hell are you commenting on? Can this thing be wiped off?!"

"This scenery is exactly what Gan Yi Ninja was imagining. The moment you turned around, her mind was filled with inspiration, and the whole process took only 0.1 microseconds, so much so that even the ninja's super vision couldn't capture it!"

"What a mess! You obviously drew this!"

Ranpo looked at the Dream Builder with a sharp gaze. "A cooked salmon can't swim, and a ninja can't deceive the crowd with lies." All the ninja needs is a helping hand. I am willing to be her paintbrush and help her complete her training.

Then she lowered her head slightly and focused her gaze on Charika. "Gan Yi? Ninja, is this correct?"

"Ah? This..."

Seeing Charika hesitate, Ranpo continued, "The Ginga Ninja Scrolls says, 'A python can move swiftly without legs, and a manta ray can fly without wings.'"

If you have made up your mind, why not shout it out with conviction? "

Charika seemed to have made up her mind and shouted, "It doesn't matter what, I really need the credits!"

"No, it's a cheating banana!"

"Your Highness, Big Head? Xiesui, a teacher is supposed to teach, impart knowledge, and resolve doubts. You must not easily deny a ninja's way!"

Sanyueqi also chimed in, "That's right, no matter what, the criticism just now was too much. And my Six-phase Ice is not bad either!"

After saying this, the Dream Builder was furious and called out several assistants, "Assistants, follow me! Let's teach these poor students a lesson!"

"Have you finally revealed your brutal nature? Then I'm going to start my epic hunting." Luanpo seemed to have been waiting for a long time. She formed a seal with her palms and a huge shuriken appeared in her hand.

What followed was a one-sided massacre.

There is no doubt about Ranpo's strength as a sea patrol ranger, and the battle was over the moment Zhu Jiao took action.

Several white lights flashed in the camera, and the Dream Builder and Assistant fell to the ground one after another.

Ranpo stepped on Master Zhumeng Jiaoshi's head. "The winner is decided. Let me recite the Mantra of Ninja for you—"Regardless of any treaty or law, if you resort to violence, you must be prepared to face a violent response."

【handsome! 】

【Cyber Ninja is awesome! 】

【As expected of a sea patrol knight.】

【it is good! 】

-

Finally, Professor Jiao, who appeared at the beginning of the story, appeared and resolved the farce.

"Are you the mayor of this Origami Village?" Luanpo looked at the person in front of him carefully.

Professor Jiao smiled slightly, "City Lord? You must be joking. I'm just a faculty member. The masters of the campus will always be the students.

I heard there was some commotion in the Dream Design class, so I came to check it out. It turns out these Dream Troupes have lost control. My apologies again to everyone.

[You have something, old man. You proved yourself to be a nobody in one sentence! ]

[This old guy is really good at talking. He starts with excuses.]

"But classmate, you look a little unfamiliar. You're not a student at Origami University, are you?" Professor Jiao continued to smile, his true feelings invisible. "So, it's said that an unidentified stowaway has recently infiltrated Pinocchio... Pink hair, red clothes, burning scarf, and the sighting reports of the hound bear some resemblance to you, classmate."

Luanpo said calmly, "You don't need to beat around the bush, just speak frankly."

"Hehe, what I mean is... if the criminal really had bad intentions, why would he come to Origami University to attend classes? You're just a good kid who loves to study, right?"

【ah? ? ? 】

【ah? ? 】

[It feels a bit deliberate.]

[I should have said that I knew Luanpo's identity, but I refused to say it.]

"Any banana seedling has the potential to bear fruit, and everyone has the right to *equal banana education*. Origami University is free! So, students, you can definitely stay and audit the class. Be sure to study hard!"

Come on—let’s show our enthusiasm and welcome new students!”

In an instant, Luanpo was surrounded by other college students.

"Classmate, you actually dared to resist Master Jiao just now? That's so cool! I've disliked him for a long time!"

"Why do you call yourself a ninja? Are there really ninjas on your planet?"

Even Charika tugged at the corner of Ranpo's clothes, "Ranpo-san...thank you for helping me out! Can you teach me your graffiti...how do you do that ninjutsu?"

The enthusiasm of his classmates made Luanpo feel a little uncomfortable, "..."

Professor Jiao gave a meaningful smile and left quietly.