Logical Aesthetics Chapter 7

Chapter 7

<<You can ask any questions and not answer them, It’s up to me.>>

   Almost at that moment when Zhang Xingzhi’ s spoke, the students in the class sighed with hatred at the iron, and Zhang Xingzhi watched the class group start texting again.

    -"@ Zhang Xingzhi" What are you doing? "

    -"Although the new official took over office, everyone else is burning in the palace! Lao Zhang, you wake up!"

    -"I only care about one question, Lao Zhang, do you think the new teacher looks good?"

    -"The new teacher's meatball head is too powerful"

    -"Don't be blinded by beauty!"

    -"Mr. Zhong is so beautiful, the old guys still like Lao Zhang"

    -"Blue Face Disaster Water"

    -"@Zhang Xingzhi you yourself are very handsome , why would we covet at the beauty of someone else?"

    After looking at the screen for a second, everyone collectively began to send question marks.

    Zhang Xingzhi turned his head silently and looked at Wang Siheng, who was listening to the lesson seriously, and someone in the group had already spoken for him.

    -"We all agree with the fact to let's just forget the class monitor"

    -"He moved from the last row to the first row, what other proof do you want? (doubt.jpg)"

    After thinking about it, Zhang Xingzhi decided to say something.

    -"Carefully listen to class, Mr. Zhong is very good"

    As a result, as soon as these words were sent, he was criticized by the students.

    Zhong Yi also looked at the big arms typing while sitting in the corner: "Is this your class’s specialty to move to the first row only to play on the phone?"

    The class was silent.

    Then, Zhang Xingzhi: "Sorry."

    -"?"

    -"Old Zhang !!!"

    -"Where is your dignity !!!"

    -"Did you still not understand what" Mr. Zhong is very good " meant(dog head.jpg)"

    -"Forget it, I've seen through him "

    -"Lao Zhang answered my question about whether Teacher Zhong was good or not (good.jpg)"

    "In my classroom, only I can play with my phone, and I can substitute for it, I can skip classes, and only I can take the exam." Zhong Yi raised his glasses.

    Everyone who had become accustomed to the speed of light were not excited when they heard the first half of his sentence. What was the difference between saying this and not?

    It's this "in my classroom" ...

    -"Oh, why do you feel a little handsome"

    -"Everyone says 'in my class', he just says 'in my classroom'"

    -"Don't play silly, teacher Zhong is staring at you"

    When he came into the class, Zhang Xingzhi thought that Zhong Yi was about to start the class.

    After all, a person who couldn't take pictures was invited to be a judge, and Dean Jiang had asked him to teach photography classes with him. Zhang Xingzhi was really curious about what Zhong Yi really wanted.

    But Zhong Yi's next sentence was: "The ones who are not students of 19 photography, please go out now, I'm going to start the class."

    Zhang Xingzhi: "?"

    Everyone: "????????"

    In this regard, Zhong Yi explained further: "Your Dean Jiang only paid me the salary for teaching 19 photography students."

    Simple and mean, and it directly stabbed people's hearts.

    "I'm not a teacher in your school. I'm not obligated to play the part outside the salary. You can't afford the price of my class outside." Zhong Yi stood on the podium, condescendingly looking at the students in the class and concluded, "So go out, I don’t accept filler students here. "

    These remarks really shattered the three rows of children and they all just sat there stunned.

    Seeing that there was no movement, Zhong Yi didn't want to wait anymore, he started pointing them out: "The two in the first row, three in the second row, one in the third row, one in the fourth row, two in the fifth row, all in the seventh row, out. "

    -"... he shocked the whole school"

    That day, it was the first time these children had walked out of a classroom door, a blog post was updated in their school's micro-blogging site.

    -"This is the first time I was kicked out of the classroom because of a filler class"

    The following hot comment reply was as follows:

    -"Although I should be angry, he has made me get on my knees (grief.jpg)"

    -"This is the first time I regret that I chose the wrong profession"

    -"You guys have so much bb, but you didn’t sent over the photos ??"

    -"(No ... we didn't dare to take pictures")

    As soon as they left, the classroom full of students was empty.

    Now not many people had come, and many were absent, the students in the class who still remained in the positions slowly gathered in a group and sat together.

    "You told me in the class that you didn't want come, remember attendance today, if don't want to attend, or don't want to see me, you can continue to be absent next week, just follow your teacher Zhang to pass you next year." Zhong Yi turned around and took chalk and wrote his email-id, "If you ask for a leave, you will either find someone to bring me a fake note during class that day, or you will take a photo of your fake note and send it to me within five days afterwards, and then give me the fake note when you take the class next Friday. "

    "Although your educational system supports seven days of attendance change, after class, I will only open the mailbox once every Wednesday in the evening." As he said, Zhong Yi also watched everyone backhand typing the mailbox on the blackboard. " No waiting. "

    The chalk on the blackboard was very light and scribble, but you could guess which word was written when you look at the pen and drop it.

    Almost all the students under the head swept their heads together, and the pleasant bell on the radio rang, but before they were relieved, they heard Zhong Yi said: "Wait for the class to end, no rest during class. "

    Without waiting for the students to raise objections, Zhong Yi also said, "Your Dean Jiang said that these three lessons belong to me today, and I will only share the lessons with your professional teacher starting next week. As for the specific division, it is not your matter of concern. "

    Everyone: "............"

    -"This brother is too cruel"

    -"My sanity tells me I shouldn't think he's handsome"

    -"Old Zhang save us, I can't bear it anymore"

    -"Isn't he too serious to listen to the class without blinking?"

    -"Old Zhang: Apart from the beauty of the new teacher, I can't see anything in my ears (dog head.jpg)"

    -"The photographers are all real dogs"

    -"You guys are doing Zhang Tu, I can't wait to buy a ticket back to school now"

    -"Dare to ask the fourteen warriors present who dared to shoot"

    -"Reluctant to just change the mobile phone (goodbye.jpg)"

    -"We have so many classes, and every year there is Lao Zhang's professional class. Is it possible to retake the course to delay graduation?"

    -"I'm on the high-speed rail"

    -"It's my limit to play mobile phones secretly under the table"

    -"It's okay, I don't want to leave the subject, I will see it in the next class"

    -"He must not have imagined that our professional teacher has actually come, so he sat on the edge of his podium"

    Zhang Xingzhi has been thinking about whether Zhong Yi still remembered him from the first second he entered the classroom, but he was unsure about it at the beginning. When Zhong Yi began to clear people away from the outside, he knew answer in his heart.

    In other words, Zhong Yi was telling him specifically.

    There was still a lot of talk in the group, and Zhong Yi slowly stood on the podium and said: "There are too few people coming, so I don't want to go to class ..."

    Some people who do not have a long memory remembered a moment of joy, and they also listened to Zhong Yi before they had time to reconcile, "Let's take the exam directly."

    Everyone: "?"

The fingers that were busy typing the words slammed, and they saw Zhong also glanced around the classroom: "The final grade of this class, your teacher Zhang, opened with me forty or sixty, and this time I took the exam for 70% of it. "

    Everyone: "????????"

    Because of that the group cooled down instantly in one sentence, he suddenly turned the pond because of him.

    -"Lying trough ??"

    -"No, why did Zhang Si, he sixty?"

    -"What about Dean Jiang 's mind? What's so great about this teacher? I don't understand."

    -"I want to know what to take now"

    -"This teacher is too hard to mess with my day"

    -"Sixty percent of marks in a quiz?"

    -"Mathematically good trouble, count how much this is"

    -"Probably forty percent of the total score?"

    -"So much????? It's definitely very difficult ..."

    -"Betting on Ba Mao, he certainly does not accept make-up exams, but fortunately, I got up from the bed because of a difference in thought"

    As a result, Zhong Yi: "The topic is very simple. Before class, you have to send a picture you think is the best in the classroom to this mailbox on the blackboard."

    The words fell, and the classroom became silent again.

    Zhong Yi looked at the students who were leaning on the podium and asked, "Is there anything that you don't understand?"

    No one replied.

    Zhong Yi paused: "I advise you to ask."

    At that time, everyone felt a sigh, and finally someone stretched out the tentative question: "Do you want to take a picture of yourself?"

    "I haven't said that." Zhong Yi raised his glasses. "You can take a picture from the Internet before you finish the class and send it to me."

    "Does 'best look' mean only one copy?"

    "You can try sending two pictures to see if I can give you points."

    "Anything in the photo?"

    "As long as you feel the best."

    "Student who didn't come ..."

    "Zeros not coming."

    "So, are we going to send your e-mail with your name, student number and photo?"

    "Ok."

    "Is there a theme or something?"

    "Let the classmate next to you answer your question."

    ...

    After a round of defense, Zhong Yi looked at the people below him and asked, "Are there any questions?"

    No one said anything, and the classroom fell silent again.

    However, Zhong Yi suddenly raised his lips and said, "You can ask me any questions, and whether I answer them, it depends on me, but I won't answer any questions after class."

    "So, I am asking for the last time, are there any questions?"

    This made everyone understand a little bit, because Zhong Yi was now clearly looking like who was waiting to ask, but it seems that everyone had asked ...

    "Old, teacher ..."

    Li Jiang didn't rush into Zhong Yi and cautiously said, "Then what should I do ... I should be considered attending ..."

    For a time, everyone focused on Li Jiang.

    Zhong Yi nodded temperately and said gently: "Of course you count, I even remember your attendance, classmate Fang Lu."

    Zhong Yi read the last four words with special emphasis and cut the melon for the melons who didn't understand it in a circle in the classroom.

    Zhong Yi said: "At least people spend money to find substitutes, but you don't spend a penny. How come such a good thing is fair."

    Li Jiang only felt that his eyes were dark, and his intestines were going to be blue. Anyone who wanted to order the dog would have such a high price. This one would be forty percent. Ke ...

    -"Party Li Jiang: I regret it now; I regret it very much"

    But when everyone laughed at Li Jiang, they heard a male voice coming out of their ears.

    Zhang Xingzhi stared at the smiling person on the stage for a moment, and his voice was very deep: "What about me?"

    This time, not only the students, but Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect this one at all.

    When the class was standing still again, everyone looked at each other with breathless gaze.

    Zhong Yi looked down at the face that seemed to be faintly swollen all the time, with a deeper smile on his lips, and said, "I'll see if you send it."

    While talking, Zhong Yi's broken hair fell a little.

    Zhang Xingzhi: "Before class?"

    Zhong Yi blinked.

    Then fourteen lucky viewers in the class had witnessed the birth of the first warrior in their class who dared to take a camera against their new teacher.

    The moment he lifted the phone and pressed the shutter, Zhang Xingzhi didn't hesitate.

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