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Logical Aesthetics Chapter 34

 Chapter 34  

<< Everyone has tricked into the house, not sleeping, not Chinese, Teacher Zhang>>


    It's not that weird people have sharp eyes. It was really hard to ignore Zhang Xingzhi's height in the crowd.

    The Principal quickly caught Zhang Xingzhi's eyes and asked, "Is he the one who came with Teacher Zhang? I heard that the relationship between them seems pretty good."

    When talking about this with Dean Jiang, he hated it and his tears echoed: "It's very good, it should be Mr. Zhang who invited him ..."

    At this point, a group of people stood with their ears listening in the corner for a long time, and they were all quietly chattering. They all wanted to know about the new substitute teacher, and many asked how Dean Jiang invited people like him to come.

    After all, who would not be interested in beauty.

    But Dean Jiang was still immersed in the sadness of the silk scarf around Zhong Yi's neck, taking everyone with a trance in the past, even sneaking in midway, and many strange faces were not found, He looked at everyone and they didn't know when they started to pull out their business cards before recovering.

    Zhong Yi stood beside Zhang Xingzhi and didn't say a word. He got a bunch of cards with different colors in his hand. Aside from a small one with a school badge, most of them were from outside the school. Every year, most of them at the principal's birthday banquet would be invited. The invitation was reserved for social celebrities.

    Zhong Yi spent the night at Zhang Xingzhi's house yesterday and was naturally dressed in the same dark green satin of yesterday. His temperament was unexpected, but he had a pocket on his shirt except the back of his pants. Two places to put things.

    Listening to the endless polite greetings in his ears, Zhong Yi was surrounded by a semicircle. He raised his hand and stuffed his palm out. Zhang Xing, who was almost squeezed out of the encircling circle, was caught in a sweater pocket business card.

    The air was quiet for a second, then everyone seemed to press a certain button, they quickly opened the encirclement, and included Zhang Xingzhi into their topic category. Those who didn’t even know about it also found out. Afterwards, he congratulated the "Hot Flow Master" and said that he was very close to Zhong Yi, even as one was a contestant and the other was a judge.

    The enthusiastic Zhang Xingzhi, who had never enjoyed the treatment of the stars and the moon, was stunned at that time and could only be placed beside Zhong Yi like a stake to see his decent entertainment.

    Rao is Zhang Xingzhi and it is difficult to tell who Zhong Yi is interested in from this group of people is true, who is interested and false, he only knew that Zhong Yi also started these things without falling, and beyond his imagination, skilled and harmonious. It was like he had planned to come to this splendid venue ten days ago.

    In fact, Zhang Xingzhi later understood why Zhong also liked him, maybe it was just because he was boring enough.

    In other words, Zhong was also a person who enjoyed being alone.

    Now he was close to him, the teacher had but more people came to him to inquire about the project.

    Zhong Yi also didn't want Zhang Xingzhi to feel uncomfortable. After receiving the champagne that the waiter had put into his hand, he turned his head and said to the stakes around him, "Here Dean Jiang is with me. If you don't like to listen to these people, you can go there and wait for me. See you later. "

    Zhong Yi said this very plainly. Dean Jiang 's temple at the time jumped. Everyone subconsciously re-examined Zhang Xingzhi and found that before this person left, Zhong Yi  remembered to put the high foot in his hand. The cup was also taken away before leaving, saying, "Don't drink it if the amount of wine is not good."

    Facing the strange and complicated eyes of the people around him, Zhang Xingzhi himself didn't expect that Zhong YI would give him such a drink. His drinking volume was not good, and it was not that bad.

    Obviously quite a sentence, but on this occasion, this atmosphere, and between them, how can there be an indescribable meaning, not to mention other people, Dean Jiang heard the sentence and was a little confused .

    Unreasonably, the first sentence that came to his mind was: Finished, these two guys must have slept last night.

    As soon as Zhang Xingzhi broke away from the encirclement, he saw Zhou Rui, who was holding a small cake by the dining table and was waving at him.

    As soon as Zhong Yi appeared at the entrance of the venue, he became the focus of the audience. By the way, Zhou Rui found Zhang Xingzhi after a little bit of effort.

    When Zhang Xingzhi went to him, Zhou Rui ate some the cake and squeezed his eyebrows: "Mr. Zhang, did you let Teacher Zhong go home last night?"

    No one else had seen Zhong Yi. He had seen Zhou Rui, but he has seen it anyway, and he couldn’t help but brag once again: “Well, it was really good ...”

    "Didn’t sleep together?" But Zhang Xingzhi didn't want to hear him say this.

    "Well." Zhou Rui didn't eat his suit at all, sour, "Gracefully admitted that he got cheap, really good."

    Zhang Xingzhi simply didn't say a word, so he lowered his head a little and used small tweezers to pile sugar cubes on a plate.

    Instead, Zhou Rui was not sure about this moment. He looked at people in the distance who laughed with Zhong Yi and seemed to have a good talk and bumped into Zhang Xingzhi, and whispered, "Did you really sleep?"

    Zhang Xingzhi looked at the sugar cube under his hand and was very focused: "No."

    "Shouldn't be ..." Zhou Rui and Zhang Xingzhi leaned back and forth on the dining table and shook their heads in disbelief. "As a matter of fact, I should not question your ability as a brother, but your Zhong Yi is too confusing. "

    Zhang Xingzhi: "..."

    Zhou Rui: "Everyone has been tricked into the house, it's not the Chinese who doesn't sleep, Teacher Zhang."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "............"

    Speaking of which, Zhou Rui suddenly reacted and looked at him and asked, "Are you two fighting?"

    But without waiting for Zhang Xingzhi to respond, Zhou Rui rejected himself: "No, it's wrong, you can sleep after a quarrel, and it's better to sleep after a quarrel."

    Zhang Xingzhi: ".................."

    As for using such a tortuous logic.

    Zhou Rui searched his intestines and scratched his stomach for a full circle and couldn't find a reason for not sleeping. Zhang Xingzhi saw that the train had ran farther and farther away from his mouth. All the words came out, and he had to interrupt it aloud: "I and Mr. Zhong are not together."

    "I know it's not together, and certainly not together, how can someone like Mr. Zhong answer ..." Zhou Rui said to the elders a bunch of words before they reacted to what happened, right ... how did he mess up this? Forgot, "Yes, Lao Zhang, you two are not together ..."

    Zhang Xingzhi was playing with sugar cubes silently. He was already familiar with this entertainment necessary for every banquet. As soon as he got to the last two blocks of the roof of the small house, Zhou Rui, who suddenly woke up, crashed hard and the house collapsed. Already.

    Zhang Xingzhi: ".................."

    "No, what does it mean to not be together!" Zhou Rui looked at him in shock, the conversion in his mind was fast, "Although Teacher Zhong doesn't seem to be the one to deal with people's Zhenger Bajing, but he is not even the kind that looks like someone who will stay around for no reason, the two of you have been in and out recently.... "

    Zhang Xingzhi didn't know how to explain the situation. He quietly restored his small house back piece by piece: "The conclusion is that he hasn't caught it yet."

    After a second of choking, Zhou Rui quickly figured it out again, booing: "Who, who makes you want to have pure love with people, I don't care about you."

    Zhang Xingzhi's hand on the house was almost half black, but the man still felt that he was analyzing it with his brother and he could not stop as soon as he opened the wheat.

    "Isn't a person attractive? Should I get a fixed guilt for myself?"

    "At this point, I can understand Mr. Zhong very well, and it's good to go and share the costumes in time."

    "Mr. Zhang, you are still too young to understand the truth of 'having seen before.'"

    "If it were me, let me experience it with Teacher Zhong so that I can manage my whole life at once." Zhou Rui said more  and found that his friend had brought himself a cup of coffee, and he drank it without thinking.

    As soon as he entered, Zhou Rui vomited back: "You fucking put a few pieces of sugar and strangled me ..."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "You said a few words, I put a few pieces."

    Zhou Rui: "......... you are so good."

    But Zhou Rui was not the worst. In comparison, Dean Jiang was more desperate than him.

    It was difficult to send away wave after wave of business cards, and even looked forward to the principal, Dean Jiang  finally waited for a time to be able to say a few words with Zhong Yi, previously prepared for Zhang Xingzhi, the original plan was to start first and to make adjustments.

    But Zhong Yi was faster than him. The first sentence of the first sentence and said: "Lastly gave you a chance, Zhang Xingzhi already told me what his name was."

    Dean Jiang gritted his teeth: "If he told you, you still asked me to do what? And he assured me he would not say."

    Zhong Yi questioned him again and again: "Do you believe in what he says?"

    Dean Jiang: "Believe."

    Zhong Yi also hinted that he raised his hand gently to straighten the scarf around his neck. The Dean asked two questions: "Then he will tell you later that we didn't do anything last night, Will you believe it?"

    Dean Jiang stared at the legendary scarf that the lover had sent to cover the strawberry. He almost didn't speak. He took a few deep breaths before trembling and squeezed out a word: "... letter."

    Zhong Yi didn't argue, so he nodded his head and finished the last three words: "So he should confess to you that the two of us only slept once?"

    Dean Jiang was dumbfounded, and his psychological defenses were broken in an instant, so Zhong Yi certainly meant that they slept more than once!

    Fuck, he said ...

    And last night, he stayed overnight, how could they not do anything? This is Zhong Yi, Zhang Xingzhi is not a sick brain ...

    So ... Is that what Zhang Xingzhi really said ...

    As soon as Zhong Yi saw Dean Jiang 's shocked expression, he knew that he had succeeded in this wave of real and fake mixing. He raised his glass and touched the champagne glass in Dean Jiang 's hand. After drinking the last dose of strong medicine: "If it is not investigated, make sure his level is enough for me, I will not be so hard."

    Dean Jiang : ".................."

    Zhong Yi didn't sleep with the same person twice, he told Zhang Xingzhi himself ...

    Who couldn’t stand this, Dean Jiang felt that he had been hopelessly convinced ...

    Seeing that people were stunned, and Zhong Yi was not in a hurry, he slowly raised his wine glass into his mouth and let Dean Jiang immerse himself in the stupid thing he did.

    If you want to change a person, you need to worry about him. When Zhang Xingzhi affirmed that he first rejected the person. Dean Jiang felt that he believed Zhang Xingzhi too much. Why didn't he think that these two people could come across a chemical reaction……

    It was just that he was still reluctant to give up treatment and died. "He just promised you that’s useless. You have to give me the shooting plan first, and the family members have to sign the contract."

    "Really, how can I remember that as long as I have at least eighteen years, I have full civil capacity, and I am sober-minded, I can sign it myself." Zhong Yi also deliberately teased, which caused Dean Jian a kind of Zhang Xingzhi. I promised him.

    Sure enough, Dean Jiang 's focus was immediately distorted, and a second burst of hair was added: "That's minor surgery! minor surgery! You are obviously a major operation with a very high risk of surgery and may die at any time!"

    "Yeah." Zhong Yi shook his head. "I'm a little bit unsure what Dean Jiang is afraid of. I'm afraid I have a thing with Teacher Zhang, or I'm afraid that Teacher Zhang nodded to take my job."

    Dean Jiang was stunned: "I ..."

    "I never sleep with people involved in work relationships. Dean Jiang you should know that too?" Zhong Yi watched the person blink, and the subtext was obvious.

    Dean Jiang was almost mad, this was simply forcing him to choose one of two, if he wants him and Zhang Xing to be clean, he has to nod his head and promise to go with the project, but neither is the result he wants to see. .

    Dean Jiang had a lot of livers last night after turning it over overnight. At this moment, Zhong Yi was again agitated. The liver fire suddenly burned up. His mouth was faster than his head. Dean Jiang said without thinking: "Why never slept, didn’t you sleep with Zou Chao!"

    Hearing the words, Zhong Yi brought the wine glass to his lips, and the atmosphere instantly fell to the freezing point.

    Putting down the glass, Zhong Yi slowly looked at his friend for many years.

    Dean Jiang didn't dare to blink his eyes now, but he regretted it as soon as he said that.

    But Zhong Yi just stared at him and asked, "You also told this to Zhang Xingzhi?"

    Almost immediately, Dean Jiang thought of the rhetoric situation that he made when he called Zhang Xingzhi last night, and his throat was dry: "No ..."

    As soon as his voice fell, someone on the side came again with a cup to say hello to Zhong Yi, and Zhong Yi also adjusted very quickly. Until the last time he laughed and left, he didn’t let the person see the strange atmosphere between them. As if they had just discussed the weather.

    Dean Jiang, who was left there, panicked. The first reaction was to call Liang Sili.


    "I said something wrong ..."


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