Logical Aesthetics Chapter 63

Chapter 63

<<"We have the tradition of carrying  the daughter-in-law through the door">>

    Early the next morning, Zhong Yi was still thinking about how he should face the old lady. As a result, he just opened the door and found out that the old lady had already gone out. He asked where she went and was told that she went on a walk and to play mahjong.

    Zhong Yi checked the time on the phone. It was only seven o'clock. The spirit of the old lady was really good. It didn’t seem like she was eighty.

The atmosphere of the two maintained the torsion of last night. But anyways, Zhang Xingzhi spoke little, and the place where he should help him get down the mountain still had to be helped, but it didn't change much.

    Perhaps because of the excessive amount of exercise, he was indeed tired. Zhong Yi slept last night, only felt vaguely that Zhang Xingzhi came to his room in the middle of the night, but he was completely unimpressed by Zhong Yi.

    Compared to his radiant complexion, Wang Siheng's and his group of students were much miserable, with big dark circles. At the first glance he could tell that, they had stayed up all night, ‘UWU’ and the group of people were standing lazily at the hotel door. They looked like zombies on a trip.

    Whoever was late their phone was called until they appeared at the hotel door.

    Looking at Zhang Xingzhi, who was counting the number of people, Wang Siheng came to Zhong Yi with black circles under his eyes and asked him if he was feeling sore.

    Zhong Yi froze for a second: "Does your body hurt?"

    Wang Siheng sobbed: "Yeah, I didn't feel much when I climbed the mountain yesterday. But I couldn’t even move, when I woke up today. It's just feels like I was beaten. I’m sore, don't you feel it, Teacher Zhong?"

    Such a situation was obviously not an exception. When Wang Siheng said this, a group of people on the side looked at Zhong Yi with all their eyes. They stared at Zhong Yi for several times, and he hesitatingly said, "I ... don't seem to feel anything.?”

    As soon as he spoke, a sudden "wow" was heard. Many people felt that Mr. Zhong didn't look like he was weak, and he still stayed fit.

    Hearing this, Zhong Yi couldn't help but glance at Zhang Xingzhi, he felt that this man came to his room last night to massage him.

    I usually look very smart, I don’t know how to do a good job, I don’t know how to keep a name. In case he doesn’t find out what to do, is it not a loss to work in white labor?

    After the number of students was counted, everyone began to line up to get on the bus. Wang Siheng was still staring at Zhong Yi, and muttered in his mouth, "This is wrong ... How could he not feel ...? Is it possible that Lao Zhang ...”

    Master Zuo remembered this young man, while holding the steering wheel he asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

    Zhang Xingzhi, who was sitting in the first row as usual, glanced at Wang Siheng and answered for him: "He hasn't woken up yet. Master Zuo we will go to Zuo Dao Mountain today and will go to You Daoshan tomorrow."

    Master Zuo: "Okay."

    Along the way, almost all the students fell asleep in the bus, it was very different from yesterday's lively atmosphere.

    Zhong Yi was feeling very sleepy today. He took a pair of glasses from his pocket and began to look at his phone. Since yesterday, he had hoarded a whole day’s worth of WeChat messages. The list almost exploded. The red bubble was very spectacular, even the mailbox was full.

    Although the two were a little bit unhappy, they weren't like elementary school students, so they sat together in the bus.

    Zhang Xingzhi looked at the person who was typing next to him and frowned slightly. The Pan Shan Highway was not easy to travel on. He was afraid that Zhong Yi who was looking at his mobile phone might feel dizzy in the bus. It was not good for his eyes, but he still felt sorry about what he did yesterday. He felt embarrassed to say anything.

    When they got off the bus, it only took ten minutes for the children to wake up and Zhong Yi watched Zhang Xingzhi go to each seat one by one and wake them up. He couldn’t figure out how a boring gourd could be so worried, even on the left side the master praised him for being serious and responsible.

    Wang Siheng didn't know how he got up from the seat and walked to the door of the bus. At this point, he didn't even open his eyes. He was about to get out of the bus while he was feeling for the armrest, and he felt his shoulder suddenly sank.

    Compared to him, Fang Lu's condition was not bad, it's not good to lie down on people: "Come on, let me carry you. Li Jiang was snoring next to me yesterday and I fell asleep at three in the morning. Everyone was going crazy."

    Li Jiang was at the back, and he immediately exploded as soon as he heard that: "Why are you so embarrassed to say?? You stole my quilt last night and woke me up two or three times."

    Master Zuo listened to music on the side, he loved watching these children make trouble: "Did you two get a big bedroom?"

    "Yes, Wang Siheng snatched the last standard room." Fang Lu went to Wang Siheng and didn't want to leave. "So, you are responsible for carrying me today."

    Wang Siheng spoke subconsciously, but he was not sober-minded. The last hint of reason still allowed him to keep the style of the contemporary college students in front of Master Zuo, politely saying: "Please be self-respectful. This means trouble yourself to weigh yourself." 

    Master Zuo laughed again: "We have a tradition of carrying the daughter-in-law over the door here, and we generally don't let anyone carry them on their back, or you will end up with them for a lifetime."

    Fang Lu woke up for a moment, and he suddenly kicked Wang Siheng out of the bus with a sudden thunder, and rubbed his arms and said, "Wow, it will be too scary to grow old with this cub for a lifetime."

    After getting out of the bus, Zhang Xingzhi walked in the front of the team as usual. After Zhong Yi gave him a break, and none of the students realized that their two teachers had a problem today.

    Yesterday, Wang Siheng, who was scared by Didi, did not dare to follow Zhong Yi's ass. He pestered before Zhang Xingzhi and gave then lead his classmates as the head of a team of zombies.

    At first, he didn't think it was the stairs under their feet that became more and more difficult to climb, but Lao Zhang stared in a certain direction more often, and Wang Siheng suddenly realized something.

    While looking back along his line of sight, it turned out it was Teacher Zhong who was typing on his phone at the end of their team.

    At that moment, he just couldn’t shut up and said: "Lao Zhang, take a look at him later, even if you look at him later, I'm afraid Teacher Zhong will not lose."

    Zhang Xingzhi didn't even raise his eyes this time, and he continued the course of explanation from the loudspeaker before his mouth.

    "Everyone we have to reach the peak early for the 'golden hour'."

    "'Golden hour' refers to the hour after sunrise and the hour before sunset, so in fact we are already late."

"Probably the position of the sun is relatively low at this time, and the sunlight will not be too strong." 

    "While taking pictures when the sun's height angle is low, there will be relatively soft light which will stretch the shadows produced by the object, making the picture have more texture and three-dimensional."

    "A lot of excellent scenery photos are taken around the time of sunrise and sunset, and the overall effect of tones will be good."

    Zhong Yi looked at his mobile phone and listened to the laughter of the children in the team. He laughed that they might not be able to see the sunrise in their lifetime. Fortunately, there was a sunset. When they went back, they had to choose the place they wanted to shoot.

    Only Wang Siheng whispered: "Are you giving us this lesson, or Mr. Zhong alone? Did you accidentally take 502 as an eye drop? " You are not taking your eyes off him.

    Zhang Xingzhi couldn't say that he was worried that Zhong Yi was too focused on looking at his mobile phone and did not pay attention to the road under his feet. He could only stay silently.

    He knew that Zhong Yi seemed to be working all the time and was idle at home, but there were many documents that he needed to review and make decisions. Zhong Yi was busy with his phone at the moment, and he was busy and walking behind the team until they had lunch at noon.

    Zhong Yi was not only working with a variety group but was also working with the executive producer of "Aesthetics 2" on a legal contract.

    Even if someone was out, but the process still had to be followed.

    It was not as convenient as sitting at home with a computer, to review documents on a mobile phone. Even if he was wearing glasses, Zhong Yi now felt that he was being blinded by looking at the screen for too long. It was full of words, and he couldn’t stop for a moment. He didn't understand what word games these things were playing together, and he had to listen to the voice notes sent to him there.

    Several chat boxes were texting at the same time, and Zhong Yi had no time to type at all. He sat on a stone a little far from the children's camp and started sending voice notes. All of them were explained clearly, without any nonsense. The sturdy posture could be felt from ten meters away.

    Wang Siheng couldn't help but speak again: "Is Teacher Zhong so busy, he looked okay yesterday, I thought he was on a vacation."

    Fang Lu on the side stole chicken breasts from his lunch box while quietly asking, "Yeah, what does Teacher Zhong do? It seemed that I haven't asked him even once."

    This surprised Zhang Xingzhi a little, he looked at the students beside him who were staring: "Have you never looked him up on Baidu?"

    The students in the group: "?"

    They had the phrase "Why should we Baidu him?" written directly on their faces.

    Zhang Xingzhi was a little speechless: "You really have no curiosity."

    The students continued to look puzzled: "?"

    We are curious about Mr. Zhong, but why do we need to Baidu?

    This time, without waiting for Zhang Xingzhi to speak, a hand near him was already looking him up on the internet. Yang Tian was shocked.

    Then right behind him “they looked him up" one after another.

    Wang Siheng felt that this group of people played a little too much and cut out the crowd around the phone: "Can I exaggerate again ... lying down !!!"

    As soon as he saw what was displayed on the screen, Wang Siheng uttered a cry that no one else could. He couldn’t remember what he had just said, and joined everyone ’s amazement after hitting his face twice...

    In the aspect of film and television, most passers-by only knew who the actors and directors were. If they were more interested, they might know who the screenwriters were, but very few people care about production. Even famous movies and TV shows were like this, but Zhong Yi directly said that the main creator of "Logical Aesthetics" was his friend, and the group of children who were usually able to dance were still indifferent. None of them looked him up. This was something Zhang Xingzhi did not expect.

    It seemed that he was getting beaten and he can be invited to teach at Peking University, but Wang Siheng could only go there as a student.

    Listening to the cry of the kids scared, Zhong Yi continued talking on the phone, Zhang Xingzhi could only tell everyone to treat him as usual, and not be too fussy, it might make him feel that they don't care about him at all.

    The entire fishpond exploded, and Zhong Yi was still handling his official duties.

    "If you can’t, then just change the casting team of the online drama "I doubt you are not a good student"

    "This screenwriter had to go to the door to talk to Hua An. He received the gift from this person and should have an address."

    "We have integrated the accounting records with the platform for the past six months."

    "I've watched that bad movie, it's really bad. There's nothing to do. Let the media save the snack."

    ...

  Zhang Xingzhi watched him absent-mindedly play with two lunch boxes After speaking for ten minutes, he finally couldn't help it. He wasn't able to go forward, so he wanted to send Wang Siheng.

    This made Wang Siheng particularly incomprehensible. Usually this kind of humiliation asked him the best thing.

    He carefully recalled the state of the two this morning, and guessed boldly: "Lao Zhang ... you shouldn't have argued with Teacher Zhong?"

    Zhang Xingzhi couldn’t take his eyes off Zhong Yi, who had been eating for half an hour, and Zhong Yi only had a few bites of his packed lunch.

    Wang Siheng didn't think he couldn't solve the problem without knowing the problem. He asked him again. Lao Zhang didn't say anything.

    It wasn’t until the end of the lunch break that everyone recharged and went into battle. Their old Zhang had lost his soul. Wang Siheng couldn’t stand it. As a result, he decided to sacrifice himself and become a martyr to save Lao Zhang when he heard the girls exclaim from where Teacher Zhong was.

    Wang Siheng didn't have time to see what was happening. Lao Zhang, who was standing next to him a second ago was gone. Within a blink of an eye he appeared at the scene of the incident.

  Zhong Yi, who was originally sitting on the stone, had fallen on the ground at the moment, and his phone and glasses were all scattered nearby, thankfully he ended up on the grass and landed on his ass and there was no gravel on the edge.

    Without thinking, Zhang Xingzhi drove the girls away, and he extended his hand towards Zhong Yi: "Can you stand up?"

    "Yes." Zhong Yi didn't even think about it when he answered, because he thought he could stand up until he felt a stinging pain in his ankle as soon as he tried to pull himself up with Zhang Xingzhi’ s support.

    Infront of anyone, Zhong Yi fell back on the ground almost instantaneously, he almost cursed.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xingzhi was nervous at the time, and a few thoughts flashed across his mind and he immediately concluded, "Sprain?"

    Zhong Yi, reached across his pants, and pressed on his ankle to make sure: "It seems ..."

    The two girls who were surrounding him immediately panicked and apologized to Zhong Yi, saying that the two of them did not do it intentionally.

    Zhong Yi waved his hands: "It's okay, don't stand in such a dangerous place and take selfies next time."

    Just now the girls were holding their selfie stick and taking pictures with their back facing the cliff, and they were trying to take a step back a bit to include the scenery into the camera a little more. After looking at the camera, they got distracted. When Zhong Yi noticed them at the corner of his eyes, they were only a few steps away from falling down.

    Zhong Yi didn't think about it. He thought if he just dropped his phone, he would be able to pull them back. He yanked and pulled them, and the two little girls fell on him. It was nothing to fall on him, but they almost tripped him and the glasses on the side were crushed.

    After listening to the reason, Zhang Xingzhi felt that his brain would explode. He had informed the students not to bring a camera and look at the scenery, only for them take to selfies with a selfie stick???

    This was the first time Zhang Xingzhi got so annoyed by the students. He looked at the two girls without saying a word for a while before he slightly depressed his anger. He knelt down in front of Zhong Yi to help him roll his pants up.

    Zhong Yi's shining white skin was exposed and his ankle was visibly swollen, Zhang Xingzhi carefully pressed a few times on his ankle: "Does it hurt?"

    Zhong Yi gave him a glance before answering and said it hurt.

    Zhang Xingzhi stopped for a moment, then got up from the ground with a calm face, stared at the two girls who were ashamed and self-sufficient. They were scolded by all the class of 19 photographers. How has he never seen them be so fierce?

    Seeing that the two girls were about to cry, Zhong Yi turned on the microphone to help the students calm down. Zhang Xingzhi was able to speak, even though he was surprised in his heart, and finally sat on the ground to remind the children in the group before he finished speaking.

    Although the two little girls were afraid, they still couldn't stop worrying, so they asked Zhang Xingzhi in a small voice: "Is Teacher Zhong's condition serious?"

    Zhang Xingzhi squeezed his thin lips tightly and spoke in a very deep tone: "We will go to the doctor at the top of the mountain. If it's just a soft tissue injury or a ligament strain, it's okay. If it’s a bone fracture it will be more troublesome." 

    The two girls were startled, and asked tremblingly, "Can his bone get fractured?"

    Zhang Xingzhi’ s expression was very dull: "I will have to take get an x-ray to find out, there is a high probability that surgery might be required."

    Upon hearing the words "surgery", the two girl’s faces turned pale.

Zhong Yi hurriedly started moving and asked Zhang Xingzhi to pull him off the ground first, and otherwise his pants would get soiled.

    A group of boys of the class came around early, and after hearing Teacher Zhong speak, without saying anything, they immediately squatted down and knelt beside Zhong Yi. They all said that they would carry him, which made Zhong Yi cry and laugh.

    Looking at the students who were more active than before, Zhang Xingzhi’ s corner of the mouth cut out as he had originally prepared to carry him back style in his heart, but he bent his arms near Zhong Yi's back and knees. The man who was hugged from the ground and was startled again.

    The student who was kneeling just heard their old Zhang say: "Take Mr. Zhong's glasses and mobile phone."

    Fang Lu was happy, in his heart said that Lao Zhang's wife couldn't be carried by just anyone.

    Not to mention them, even Zhong Yi was fooled by Zhang Xingzhi.

    He wrapped his arms around his neck for a few seconds before reacting to what had happened: "How come you ..."

    Zhang Xingzhi only said: "Did a full set."

    Later, Zhong Yi wanted to speak again. Some students were already following him, and the topic ended abruptly.

    Zhong Yi looked at the real concern in everyone's eyes. In fact, he was a bit touched. He tried to calm them down: "In fact, it is not very painful, and it shouldn’t be fractured, probably just twisted my ankle."

    Zhang Xingzhi was carrying him in his arms, and there were many people watching them, and Zhong Yi felt a little awkward. He wanted Zhang Xingzhi to put him down and before he could wait to speak to Zhang Xingzhi. The first student jumped in front and refused to let him get down, saying that if Mr. Zhang was tired, they would still have 19 boys to carry him.

    Zhong Yi didn't even choke in Zhang Xingzhi’ s arms. He was coughing and he heard someone’s deep voice really come from above: "No need."

    So far, Zhong Yi had to follow Zhang Xingzhi’ s instructions and continue to ring the alarm bell for everyone: "My injury is minor. You have to be careful yourself, don't run around, if something happenes it won’t be easy for Mr. Zhang to explain to Dean Jiang, and it’ll be even harder to explain to your parents. "

    As soon as he stopped speaking, the student around called down.

    Zhong Yi realized that someone’s voice was missing. He looked around and asked the students, "Where is your class leader?"

    Fang Lu's first answer: "Taking care of the students behind."

    Zhong Yi raised an unexpected eyebrow.

    God knew that Wang Siheng’s soul will be scarred permanently. When Zhong Yi fell on the ground, he was talking to Lao Zhang. He also sneaked a glance in that direction on the front foot and heard a scream from the back. In response, he actually witnessed the whole process of the two girls falling on Teacher Zhong.

    He considered that there were enough people around Zhong Yi to be concerned about him and took out two rolls of toilet paper necessary for the girls and went to the back of the team.

    In the end, the girl who didn't cry at the time of the accident and couldn't help but cry afterwards. When she saw him coming, her tears flickered and started to fall: "Leader, is Teacher Zhong all right ..."

    "Rest assured, Lao Zhang was just overreacting that something happened." Wang Siheng estimated that one of them were angry at the time, and the one wanted to kill chickens and tamarins.

    Wang Siheng handed out the toilet paper in his hand and slowly said: "I too was scared to death. I was shocked when I saw it. After a while, I will steal some potato chips from the Fang Lu’s bag. We can split it and don’t tell anyone."

    There was an extra person in the group chat that was typing, but what followed was not words, but a bunch of expressions.

    Zhong Yi recognized it at a glance. The picture was from "Wandering Earth", but the words above were changed.

    -"19 Photography Transportation Committee reminds you that there are a lot of roads, safety first, driving is not standardized, and Lao Zhang’s face with tears on his face "

    Zhong Yi's subconsciously showed the phone screen to Zhang Xingzhi, saying that he did not expect this, and that the class leader was quite reliable.

    However, the two were in an intimate position holding each other horizontally, and Zhong Yi held Zhang Xingzhi’ s neck with his hands, and they came face to face.

    For a while, both of them were astounded.

    Last night's breath was still there ...

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