Logical Aesthetics Chapter 5

Chapter 5

<<"It is strictly forbidden to engage in Teacher- Student Love with Mr. Zhong, Okay?">>

    However, Dean Jiang apparently forgot what he had done, and he just talked to the person in the photo on the phone.

    "No, why are you coming back now?" I heard that you were already coming back from the Hong Kong Airport. Dean Jiang was not calm for a moment. " Can you dare to tell me when I woke up at five in the morning to text you to find out the result of the competition and you said there is an echo because you are on a plane? "

    "Well." facing the dean's question, Zhang Xingzhi held his steering wheel and stared at the numbers counting down on the traffic lights on the street.

    Dean Jiang almost died out of curiosity: "Then what happened? Did you win?"

    Zhang Xingzhi: "No."

    Dean Jiang: "?"

    Dean Jiang: "Say it again?"

    When the red light turned green, Zhang Xingzhi paused and pressed the throttle: "Only ended up in the top ten."

    Dean Jiang's blood pressure could not be held down for a while, and he hit the table with an outrageous "why".

    Their campus was in the suburbs, the suburbs of a county-level city. At that moment, driving back from the Hong Kong City Airport to Quanshi City, it took about two hours including the traffic.

    At that moment, Zhang Xingzhi drove the car with all his heart and devotion, while accepting the scolding’s from Dean Jiang, his face didn't move at all, as he was quite accustomed to his boss.

    "That is not right. How could you just be in the top ten ...? Are you worse than the top ten? and what's the difference with the ones with the bonuses? Mr. Zhang?! The salary I pay you is not less! Do you know how the group of old men in the next literary academy placed a bet behind my back? Your portrait was so good! How can it ……"Dean Jiang was skeptical about his life with no cause and effects, and finally started to bang the table again when he couldn't really talk anymore…

    A forty or fifty-year-old, who was acting with a little patience was not good at all, and finally he indiscriminately said to Mr. Zhang: "I said why are you in such a hurry to get back! "Master Leo" did not get back to me yet? What are you going to do by coming back so early!! Anyways, not many students seriously listen to your lectures! "

    It was all right, before Mr. Zhang returned, all the staff who sat on the same floor of the academy had found out the result.

    The counselors at the end of the corridor were talking in the office.

    "The Dean is really too harsh. Is making it in the top 10 not enough for him?"

    "That is, the last sentence was too cruel. It looks like our teacher Zhang is getting bullied ..."

    "Oh, Teacher Zhang is too generous with our dean."

    However, Zhang Xingzhi’ s explanation was only one sentence: "There were no portraits in the three works that were shortlisted for the" Master of Heat ".

    As soon as the words came out, the person on the other end of the phone who was quiet for a while then roared as if the ghosts and gods were crying.

    Dean Jiang couldn't understand why the Heat Flow Fund was like that this year. Zhang Xingzhi’ s answer was not enough, and he continued to blabber on the phone. Until he went to receive Zhong Yi at the school gate, he jumped angrily and kicked his feet. He would continue to if he got a hold of Mr. Zhang.

 He continued: "Mr. Zhang, who is working with you in the class, is coming back already. You two should be able to meet today."

    Zhong Yi raised an eyebrow: "He'll be back so early?"

    "Yeah, I'm so mad!" Dean Jiang was in tears for a while, and God knew how long he had been waiting for this opportunity to get ahead and did everything in his ability!

    Looking at the heartfelt feelings of a friend, Zhong Yi laughed and asked, knowingly, "Why are you mad, didn't he win the prize?"

    Dean Jiang: "Yeah! He made it to the top ten and said that none of the top three 'Hot Flow Masters' this year took portraits. Do you think it's a joke?

    As one of the judges, Zhong Yi said, "Then you said he would win, do you think they black boxed him?”.

Dean Jiang: “It must be the outsider judge. "

    Zhong Yi, who was caught off guard by that phrase, said: "... Huh?"

    "The director of the Hot Flow Fund has gone crazy this year. He brought an outsider to be a judge on the panel and I heard that the person was late to the venue!"

The ignorant Dean Jiang brought the same person into the classroom. A noise of throwing things around in the classroom was heard, then Dean Jiang said: "Don’t know what he was thinking about himself being so great and he even dared to be late and when arrived at the venue, the Heat Flow Fund didn’t really care about him being late..."

    "Aren't you afraid of ruining his reputation?" Zhong Yi helped him to make up for the words that his ears heard.

    As a result, Dean Jiang not only didn't realize the problem, but also became filled with more resentment.

    Zhong Yi was amused by him and simply stopped explaining and followed his words and said: "So Teacher Zhang is rushing back by travelling all night just to teach the students?"

    Although Dean Jiang counted Zhang Xingzhi’ s crimes on the phone, he naturally had a reputation and had to support him in front of outsiders. He hummed and said: "Of course, as I said our teacher Zhang is great ..."

    "Didn't he know that I would come to help him with class today?"

    "He knows, why won't he know, but that doesn't affect him from wanting to come back!"

    Then Zhong Yi listened to Dean Jiang brag about Zhang Xingzhi again, of course, he was obviously afraid of him turning around the corner.

    "Let's just say, when I come back from the business trip, I will only introduce you to him if you ensure that all the students pass in the exams."

    Zhong Yi wondered: "Isn’t he qualified enough? Teacher Zhang can't even guarantee his student's passing?"

    Approaching the door of the classroom, Dean Jiang gave him a mysterious look: "When you listen to his lesson, you will find out the reason for the low attendance in his class."

    "Then why did you recruit him to be a teacher?" Zhong Yi thought it was hilarious.

    "That person's professional aspect is good! His work ethic is really good." Dean Jiang spoke as his hand pushed the door of the classroom, and then Zhong Yi, who was unprepared, was startled by the class full of students.

    Zhong Yi: "... Do you call this low attendance?"

    Dean Jiang gave him a hearty look and whispered: "That's the other perk of him."

    Zhong Yi raised an eyebrow: "Because he looks handsome?"

    "Didn't you see his picture, you don't know what’s wrong, now the little girl liked ..."

    Dean Jiang only halfway realized what had happened. Hey, yeah, he had sent a photo to this person ...

    How could his little girl (Mr. Zhang) full of the house be in danger of this master (Zhong Yi), how much water did he get in his head?

    At this point, Zhong Yi was completely amused by this friend's appearance, but when he smiled, the students inside went crazy.

    The crowd in the classroom calmed down the moment Zhong Yi appeared at the door, and his eyes looked forward.

    He came in wearing a large white t-shirt that was simply tucked into a corner of the jeans, his waistline easily mentioned two awkward legs, he was undoubtedly thin, tall, with a narrow waist and hips, let alone the proportion of the figure, or was he a guy with a meatball as his head with partial faces?

    What the hell was he on the level of the gods? Are the gold-rimmed glasses on his face serious?

    "Students, you’re literally drooling please hold yourselves back." Dean Jiang coughed, and then introduced the person with him, "This is the new substitute teacher for 19 photography, Zhong Yi, but he is not the one you should fall in love with. You all understand what I mean. I don’t care if you engage with other teachers, but Teacher Zhong Yi firmly refuses to engage in teacher-student love with him. Okay? "

    Immediately there was a voice saying, "But if we are not from 19 photography and Mr. Zhong Yi is not our teacher, then teachers and students can be in love, right, Dean Jiang?"

    Dean Jiang choked: "This classroom is not large, you can just occupy a seat of students in the class of 19, now even substitute teachers are required to occupy Mr. Zhang’s place?"

    As soon as he spoke, the classroom suddenly laughed together.

    Dean Jiang 's humor was famous in the school. No student was afraid of him at all. Anything could be said without consequences, this time even Zhang Xingzhi was dragged into the water.

    "Anyways, if a seat is empty. If you want to blame, you can blame Mr. Zhang's really boring lecture."

    "Yeah hahaha, we came to help fill in the seats after looking at the 19-photography class."

    "The young students of 19 photography don't be so cold to Teacher Zhang, so they can't force Dean Jiang to teach him."

    "Is there something wrong with being cold? Ha ha ha!"

    The classroom laughed again, and Dean Jiang coughed, and he heard Zhong Yi speak.

    "So, your Mr. Zhang, doesn't like taking attendance?" Zhong Yi calmed down the classroom with a few words, with the round glasses on his face, he stood next to Dean Jiang with a gentle smile, " This is my first time being a university teacher, I still want to feel the joy of taking attendance. "

    Seeing that the students seemed to be shocked, Dean Jiang immediately said: "Mr. Zhang is too soft-hearted, he is not willing to hang on to your subjects. Now that he is away, the teaching handover will be considered complete. As long as Teacher Zhong is in the class listen to him for a day. "

    "Students who have come to 19-photography today, remember to convey to those who haven't come, we preposterously inform that in front of you, whoever fails in your subjects, whoever you ask, it will definitely be useless to find teacher Zhang. Dean Jiang warned, "You shouldn't want to take the freshman year again, right?" "

    So far, just after Zhang Xingzhi drove the car into the school gate, he received several messages in succession.

    The students in the 19-photography class group had exploded, and all of them were tagging him, asking him to come back quickly, saying that Dean Jiang had taken the lead in rebellion, conspiring with a new teacher while he was away, to take his position.

    The series of confusing eyes looked at Zhang Xingzhi, and the "new teacher" alone made them care for him for a long time, after he stopped the car, he opened the group chat...

    As a result, the students who had reported the news suddenly saw that other arranging their homework, Teacher Zhang, who had never bubbled, suddenly reply in the group.

    -"Does it mean that the new teacher is good looking?"

    Everyone: "?"

    After Zhang Xingzhi replied in the group, the messages paused in the group for a second, and quickly started flowing again, but it was filled with “hahaha”.

    -"Mr. Zhang turns out to be saying hello (powerful .jpg)"

    -"We have said so much, you only paid attention to the 'new teacher' (I understand.jpg)"

    -"Mr. Zhang: It is impossible to love Dean Jiang; He is going for the 'new teacher'”

    -"Is it too late to come to the class now, I want to see the ‘new teacher’(shy.jpg)"

    -"Come over, Wang Siheng is in the first row."

    -"Hahaha shit, whether it’s true or false, wait for me to come back next week to taste the goods"

    Wang Siheng was the monitor of the 19-photography class. He was very popular with everyone. He usually actively assisted Mr. Zhang with everything. As the class head, he was definitely a competent monitor. The only thing was that Zhang Xingzhi has never seen his face after the class was over.

    Wang Siheng was always holding his mobile phone in the last row, either playing games or watching videos, so when Zhang Xingzhi walked all the way to the classroom door and saw the child's message in the group, he couldn't move at all.

    -"The teacher is standing on the podium, why are you chatting in the group? Can’t you respect the teacher a little bit?"

    -"All the students that didn’t come today will be marked as absent from his class"

    Let's not talk about others, even Zhang Xingzhi couldn't hold back. The hand that was originally intended to open the door immediately raised a question in his head. He suddenly believed when everyone said that the new teacher looked good and it was not a joke.

    But the well-informed teacher Zhang still didn't take it seriously, after all, he was just good-looking and how good-looking could he be compared to the person who was separated from him 24 hours ago ...

    Before he even thought about it, Zhang Xingzhi heard a voice coming out of the classroom, and what was dragged in the end was the smile he was thinking about.

    "This classmate, since everyone from even the last row are sitting in front of me, why do you are you still looking at your phone?"

 The author has something to say:

 Teacher Zhang: Exactly.

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