Logical Aesthetics Chapter 57

Chapter 57

<<"Put this at the end of the period and book a full score (Biya.jpg)">>

    Although Wang Siheng was "kneeling" on the ground, his eyes always grew on the face of Teacher Zhong, especially because he seemed to be afraid of being misunderstood. He even unraveled the silk scarf on his neck. Is was clear that the desire was covered, and there were those eyes.

    Zhong Yi was so inexplicably stared by Wang Siheng, so he blinked and turned to ask Zhang Xingzhi: "Is there anything on my face?"

    Zhang Xingzhi didn't answer. He swept the squad leader who shrank his neck and didn't dare to stare at him, so he set his sight on Li Jiang and Fang Lu who were looking at the bustle at the door.

    As soon as Fang Lu received the signal, he couldn't help but shrink his neck like Wang Siheng, holding the chick in his hand, Wang Siheng on his left, and Li Jiang on his right, looking at the lively classmates outside the door. All blasted away and nodded straight to them: "He slipped away, and tonight we accepted this cub, just to fight in the dark, and the battle ended until dawn."

    In the end, he still shook the two chickens in his hand and asked them to say good night to Zhong Yi, closing the door by the way.

    This set down Zhong Yi even more inexplicable, where was the signal on the moving car to black out for you?

    He couldn't help but check his face. There was nothing abnormal, and there were no stamps on his neck. The position of the collarbone bite after Zhang Xingzhi was down, was covered by the pajama collar.

    "What do I have to ask ..." Zhong Yi was bitten again by Zhang Xingzhi without saying a word.

    Zhong Yi who was suddenly kissed: "?"

    At first, He just hit him, and when he got to the back, Zhong Yi felt that something was wrong, and then patted the person to stop. He gasped slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

    He tasted Zhang Xingzhi's kinship and fierce look, how could he be ... a little jealous?

    Zhang Xingzhi's bottomless eyes stared closely at the face of the man below him: "Eyes."

    Zhong Yi blinked subconsciously: "What's wrong with my eyes?"

    Zhang Xingzhi was silent for a moment, then buried his face in Zhong Yi's neck.

    Touching this man's head, Zhong Yi also raised his eyebrows: "You want to die in a hurry ..."

    "Your eyes, you've just done it in the first glance." Zhang Xingzhi muttered.

Zhong Yi: "...?"

    He froze there for a few seconds before realizing what this sentence meant, saying that his eyes now ... looked erotic?

    Zhang Xingzhi: "They’re beautiful."

    Zhong Yi raised an eyebrow: "... Thank you?"

    Fang Lu took Wang Siheng back to his seat and started education: "Last time the backstreet was fine, but this time you dared to come?"

    Wang Siheng said uncomfortably, "Mr. Zhong is so pretty, I can't help it ... Do you dare to say Mr. Zhong is not good-looking?"

    Fang Lu: "He looks handsome ..."

    "That's right. Some of the people who took the camera were not Yangou! Am I not wronged!" Wang Siheng said as he felt straightened and angry, so he turned to Li Jiang and asked him. , "Did Teacher Zhong just look bad ?!"

    "He looks good, but Teacher Zhong hasn't always ... been pretty good?" Li Jiang said hesitantly. The mother's wolf was so, he didn't fully understand what his brother was doing.

    That night, when the lights in the carriage went out, it was time to go to sleep, it was time to plug in the headphones, and when the night was deep, Wang Siheng began to go mad, and could not restrain himself from crowding with Fang Lu. At the beginning of the recall.

    He didn't know if it was because of the aisle, he was standing in between the beds was too close to Mr. Zhong. How could he not forget the pair of eyes that were shining through the air?

    Fang Lu couldn't wait to kick him off his bed and yelled: "Do you think you only have 163?"

    As soon as Wang Siheng licked his lower lip, he didn't need any emotions, and the car next door began to listen to his speech.

    The theme of the speech was how good Zhong Yi's eyes were.

    "... Just, it's not particularly wet, but the strength hiding in it still holds the pipa half-covered, and understands it, especially when Liang Sili looks at you, it's unbearable."

    "Poof ..." Zhong Yi listened to him in bed, and he really didn't look in the mirror to observe the changes in his eyes after finishing.

    In fact, who could hear that Wang Siheng has paid great attention to controlling the sound, but the moving partition was virtually useless, and the sound insulation effect was about nothing. Everyone calmed down at night. In addition to the sound of the moving cars, it is Wang Siheng.

    Not much to say, but at least one on left and one on right can definitely hear these two.

    "Qiu Shui cut pupils."

    "Oh, wave light."

    "Gu Pan God ... fuck!"

    Zhong Yi: "?"

    He wondered why he didn't say it when he heard it right above him, so he heard Yang directly next to him, "Lao Zhang, I was wrong, and I didn't think I could hear you ..."

    Zhong Yi really laughed this time and opened his mouth and asked Zhang Xingzhi about the guy on the upper seat what he did.

    This time, before Zhang Xingzhi had the chance to speak, Wang Siheng rushed to answer next door: "Mr. Zhong rescue me! Old Zhang asked me to choose whether the seat of the motor car while going back to Quanshi and tomorrow morning should be by the window or the aisle Who can stand this! "

    Then the strangers on the other side of the berth were accustomed to hearing them laughter burst out suddenly.

    Yes, the students were making trouble again.

    Later the whole night, the pillows were small, and the bed was uncomfortable. The eyes were closed with the low sound of the friction of the rails. Zhong Yi thought that he couldn’t sleep at all, and it didn’t take long for him to close his eyes and fell asleep. He woke up naturally when he fell asleep, but it was not at all noisy.

    As soon as Zhong Yi opened his eyes the next day, he saw Zhang Xingzhi, who was sitting on Wang Siheng's bed, holding kindle facing him. Zhang Xingzhi was watching his movements. He had just opened his eyes and he looked over too.

    Zhong Yi saw Zhang Xingzhi open his mouth, but how did it seem ... that he couldn’t  hear anything?

    Zhong Yi touched his ears, and he felt the earplugs in his hand stupidly, "Did you put them on for me?"

    "Um." Zhang Xingzhi took out the storage box and packed them.

    Zhong Yi stood up and looked at it again. Even the pillow under his head was raised. Needless to say, it must have been the masterpiece of this person who knew that he liked to sleep on a high pillow: "When did you do all of this?"

    "After you fell asleep last night." Zhang Xingzhi was afraid that he would not sleep well. If he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. "Now I can lie down for half an hour."

    After that, Zhong Yi returned to the pillow and pointed his finger at himself.

    Zhang Xingzhi didn't ask. He just got up and leaned over. He thought that Zhong Yi was trying to say something, but he caught him by his neck with his lips raised.

    In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xingzhi made a choice between Zhong Yi and the kindle he held in his hands.

    After the eleven-hour drive, there would be a four-hour bus ride to the hotel for lunch.

    Zhong Yi and Zhang Xingzhi sat side by side on the bus, listening to the wailing voices of the students in their ears, which made them feel a little bit sad that he felt like he was taking the children with their parents.

    When the vehicle started, the driver said that he knew that everyone was struggling after getting on the train, and he would stop at a spot about three hours after their departure to give everyone time to go to the toilet and let it go.

    Zhong Yi was also a little curious, and asked the person beside him, "Every time you go home is it so troublesome?"

    Zhang Xingzhi: "No, I will return by plane and then transfer via the bus."

    Zhong Yi understood clearly.

    In order to capture the wind at a time, even if the children who study photography are generally not short of money at home, it was certainly not appropriate for everyone to pay such expensive round-trip airfare. They could only sit and sleep.

    It may have been difficult for one night, and the air here was relatively fresh. In short, there was phone signal now, and Zhong Yi did not want to look at his mobile phone. He wore a blindfold after putting the phone on mute. Moving at night made him get a little backache, and he was going to sleep next to Zhang Xingzhi. He was not afraid of being seen by the students. He also admired the fact that his shoulder height was just right for his height, and he slept well.

    This bus was old-fashioned, and the gap between two seats side by side was relatively large. From the back, Teacher Zhong Yi could be clearly seen leaning on their old Zhang’s shoulders until the middle station and slept without opening his eyes.

    Wang Siheng was the first to pass by the two of them and said in the bus.

    -"@ Everybody, get off the bus slowly, Teacher Zhong might not have gotten a good night’s rest. (dog head.jpg)"

    Zhang Xingzhi naturally saw the message, he thought that his class monitor was still useful, and saw him add another sentence immediately after that.

    -"PS: Hurry up and visit the prosperous beauty up close! Go through the village without a shop !!!"

    Zhang Xingzhi: "............"

    At first everyone thought that the prosperous beauty in Wang Siheng's mouth was Teacher Zhong Yi. Until they passed the door, they found that Teacher Zhong had already covered his face with an eye mask, but they were old and were working as pillows. Sitting in a motionless position, many students took out their mobile phones to take photos with him.

    Zhang Xingzhi couldn't move, he could sit with his frozen face and let the students do their business by them.

    Finally, after all the children who were waiting got out of the bus. Zhang Xingzhi just let out a sigh in his heart and felt that the person leaning on his shoulder moved, and Zhong Yi raised his face and kissed him behind his ear. He was surprised and he said, "You woke up." Li Jiang did not come out.

    Zhong Yi leaned on Zhang Xingzhi's shoulder, with a smile in his voice: "What can I do, it will really be an accident if I go on like this."

    Listening to the low-pitched voice of the sleepy person in the ear, although the eyes under the blindfold could not be seen, Zhang Xingzhi already had the picture, he asked slowly: "What happened?"

    Zhong Yi hooked his lips: "Our teacher Zhang is so good. If I miss a moment, I can't bear to shoot" Aesthetics 2 ", then something will happen."

    Two minutes later, a beautiful, secret photograph appeared in the 19 photography class group.

    The angle of view was slightly tilted down from the back. The photographer clearly stood at the end of the bus. The center of the picture was a loop of the seat, separated by one after the another.

    He didn't know if it was accidental or fake. The curtains of the bus were pulled up. The light inside the bus was dim and the atmosphere was ambiguous. The seams of the sliding seats were like a series of bright long lights. At the end of the lights, there were two men together kissing.

    The taller guy bowed his head, the tall nose line outlines the profile of the side, and the man was pressed slightly by him was still resting on his broad shoulders, didn’t even take off the blindfold on his face, the half-length head with black hair, with a fixed string extending from it, and was a little bit cute and his sexy ear tips were peeking from the messy hair.

    The two sentences that followed were.

    -"Big guys keep it up, brother, I'll take a snap"

    -"Send this at the end of the class and get a full score (Biya.jpg)"

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