Logical Aesthetics Chapter 8

Chapter 8

<<Except for Mr. Zhang, I do not support any form of after-school tutoring>>

        Through the phone’s camera lens, the man leaning on the podium had a long figure, a simple wide coat with two straight long legs slightly crossed, his upper arms were holding his hands and his slender fingers lined up. While looking at him from a side angle, through the reflection of the incandescent lamp above his head, a neat outline was drawn from the brow bone to the lips and his bangs were slightly curled. The hair was black and messy behind his head. Mr. Zhang’s smile was hidden behind the camera.

    When Zhong Yi was going through the mailbox when he saw Zhang Xingzhi’ s photo.

    Not to mention exquisite and design ingenuity. He remembered that Zhang Xingzhi didn't even need to set the correct angle, it seemed as if he had practiced many times in his mind, and it seems as if it was taken effortlessly and Zhong Yi liked it.

    Even though there were thousands of works nominated in the Hot Flow competition, Zhong Yi had taken a look at the portrait of this man.

    And Zhang Xingzhi noticed the person sitting on the podium holding his phone who suddenly smiled. At that moment, Zhang Xingzhi was pretty sure he was smiling at the picture he took but Zhong Yi did not look up at him and just swiped to the next mail.

    Wang Siheng, who did not miss this smile, did not hold back a sigh of emotion: "Wow ... he's really does smile, usually silent, but it turns out that he is the one who knows the best ..."

    -"Which of you guys sent photos so fast, I just saw Teacher Zhong smiling"

    -"See for yourself what nonsense you are saying"

    -"Unexpectedly, Lao Zhang grabbed the only answer with a perfect score"

    -"I'll follow the trend and take another photo to post."

    -"To be honest this is the first time I have noticed someone you are so interested

         in @Teacher Zhang"

    -"Raise your hands to answer: Who do you think is older the new teacher or teacher Zhang?"

    -"I think Mr. Zhong's physique is really good, he has it all."

    -"I feel that Teacher Zhong might be older"

    -"Yes, Teacher Zhong's aura is different, and Lao Zhang can't tell the difference when he throws it at the students' hahaha"

    -"Ah, I really want to touch Teacher Zhong's hand, it must be well taken care of"

    -"?"

    -"Did our class girls say anything? You want to touch a big boy"

    When someone had just finished saying this in the group, Zhang Xingzhi saw that the person sitting next to him stood up from his seat and walked towards Zhong Yi on the podium, he just couldn't be a faithful dog.

    Zhong Yi was browsing on WeChat and was interrupted by a student and the boy introduced himself enthusiastically: "Mr. Zhong, I am the class leader of 19 photography. Let’s add each other on WeChat. You can ask me anything about homework or equipment and I will help you out. "

    The whole class: "..............."

    -"He is a really brave guy"

    -"Wang Siheng: I lied about WeChat and I don't touch want anyone else to touch him, "

    -" I don't have a girlfriend anymore, "

    -"Last week, you said you were together brother"

    -"?????? Broke up again?"

    -"Shit, This scumbag I don't know has how many."

    -"How dare you touch him!"

    Many people hadn't responded to the touch, but Zhang Xingzhi’ s eyes had not left the two of them on the podium.

    Zhong Yi fixed his eyes on the boy who was quite correct with his facial features before handing it over. In the end, the boy neither scanned the code nor allowed him to scan it. He just moved his hand around and held his hand tightly.

    -"!!!!!!!!!"

    -"Fuck, I'm calling the police, this cub is starting again"

    -"Where is Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang!"

    -"No, anyone can, Wang Siheng shouldn't"

    -"Mr. Zhang! Don't worry about it !!!"

    The eighteen-nine-year-old boy was still indifferent. When he finally grabbed Zhong Yi, he felt the hot temperature of his palm, but Zhong Yi didn't move either and just smirked at the micro-signal he put into the search box "Didn’t you hear Dean Jiang telling you people not to engage in teacher-student love with me?"

    "I didn't say I wanted to engage in teacher-student love, Teacher Zhong." Wang Siheng's sly smile, plus WeChat did not let go of him, but continued to lose his words.

    Zhong Yi was amused at first glance, but the child pretended to be quite like that. After scanning the WeChat code, he simply let go of his hand and sat back, as if he had nothing to do with what had happened just now, he grinned at him: " Wherever you need any help, Teacher Zhong can call me. "

    -"Lying trough ... I don't want this cub anymore"

    -"I didn't directly show that I helped your mother to get in bed with each other "

    -"Wang Siheng is completely useless, and I will not let go of it"

    -"If you said that photographers are scumbags, I will believe it"

    But Zhong Yi didn't pick up his stubble immediately and reminded everyone casually: "If you have sent the picture to my e-mail you can leave and If I don’t get the rest by eight you will get a zero."

    "... Wasn’t the class until 8:50?"

    Zhong Yi nodded: "Okay, I got it. It will end at 8.50 next week. I’ll see who dares to leave early."

    "No no no no no ..."

    "Also, don't find me out of the class. Any problem will be solved in class. Except for your teacher Zhang, I don't support any form of after-school tutoring here." As a result, Zhong Yi pointed his hand towards Wang Siheng. Using his phone, he deleted his WeChat in front of him and said, "Including bed tutoring."

    Everyone: "Hey--"

    Wang Siheng, who didn't expect to be publicly sentenced was on his hind feet: "..."

    But the most terrible thing was not this. The most terrible thing was that after the execution, Zhong Yi still whipped the corpse, he calmly taught the child: "You give me the hotel room number but it’s better to give me the size. "

    Who could stand this? The students in the classroom started laughing, and Zhong Yi's muzzle was so ordinary that finally Wang Siheng couldn't hold himself back and looked dumbstruck.

    In a simple sentence, the sense of distance previously created was completely broken, and the degree of control was just perfect.

    Now some students dared to start joking with Zhong Yi: "What if you need something urgent?"

    Zhong Yi: "Do you usually treat your tall Mr. Zhang as furniture?"

    As soon as these words came out, everyone understood suddenly: "So Mr. Zhong knows our old Zhang?"

    Zhong Yi said: "I do"

    Not only did he know, but he knew him quite well.

    "Teacher Zhong, you mean that you can give teacher Zhang after-school tutoring!"

 This group of students said unfavorably in the front row, and one or two in the last row dared to coax him, all started shouting to let Zhong Yi counsel their Lao Zhang well.

    But Zhong Yi felt that the classroom was not lively enough. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Xingzhi, and he poured oil on the fire: "Your teacher Zhang is so talented, you guys still need my help?"

    As soon as these words came out, the classroom started whistling and Zhang Xingzhi understood what he meant. The person who looked over and wanted to tell him whether he was a student or not a few colored jokes made him lose heart. Call him gege.

    After just a few lessons, Zhang Xingzhi saw it in Zhong Yi’s eyes. This one-person self-introduction had made the students respect and love him, and he dared not take it lightly, but the truth was that then no one was present. Not knowing his occupation, age, and even what he wanted, including himself.

    Seeing through his thoughts very well, Zhong Yi emphasized the corners of his lips and said: "I meant your teacher Zhang is very talented in all aspects."

    Before everyone could scream at the last intriguing words, they listened to Zhong Yi who said, "For example, I may not be able to get the title of "Hot Flow Master" for another lifetime."

    At that moment, the noises in the classroom came to a halt, and even Zhang Xingzhi himself was stunned, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

    Wang Siheng said, "Teacher, are you mistaken? ..."

    Their old Zhang was in the top ten to participants in the Hot Flow and it was very impressive but ...

    "Of course, the top ten is also very good, old Zhang." Wang Siheng quickly patched up for Zhang Xingzhi, "I'm not saying that you should be a Heat Master ..."

    "Your Dean Jiang knows nothing, listen to me" interrupting Wang Siheng's words, Zhong Yi looked at Zhang Xingzhi and said. "Or you can ask your teacher Zhang, who you believe in."

    After getting the attention of the whole classroom, Zhang Xingzhi himself was confused. After all, he had returned in person after attending the awards. In theory, no one knew the final results better than him, but Zhong Yi was also one of the judges. His words ...

    Before he finished thinking, Zhong Yi glanced at the time on his phone and said, "It should be the same."

    Zhang Xingzhi: What's the difference ...

    "Buzz Buzz Buzz—"

    For a second, everyone fixed their eyes on the phone in front of Zhang Xingzhi’ s desk.

    Zhang Xingzhi hesitated at the first but when he saw the caller ID and it turned out to be an international call.

    "Sit and pick up the call." Zhong Yi smiled.

    "I won't drive you out."

    Zhang Xingzhi stopped for a moment and did so.

    Then the whole class raised their ears and listened quietly. God knew how shocked they were when they heard the first English word pop out of Zhang Xingzhi’ s mouth.

    -" Lao Zhang is so good at speaking in English"

    -"He doesn’t speak in English; I didn’t know his English was this good"

    -"Me too, I thought he could only understand only words related to photography"

    -"If it wasn't for the fourth level recently, I’m pretty sure I won't be able to understand even half a sentence"

    In fact, the phone call was very short, but anyone could see that this phone call brought heavy news to Zhang Xingzhi, because their old Zhang suddenly looked at their new teacher without listening to the other sentence.

    -"Everyone, I have an incredible announcement there was a contradiction with the judge’s decision ..."

    When Zhang Xingzhi hung up, Zhong Yi looked at him and blinked, his eyes full of smiles, as if to ask him: Did you say that to me this time?

    But this fact was too unbelievable. Zhang Xingzhi thought about it for a long time and didn't figure it out for a long while. The student with the brow furrowed in silence was just about to kill the student who was waiting for the gossip.

    As the class leader, Wang Siheng first said: "Lao Zhang, what's the matter?"

    Zhang Xingzhi quietly organized his words: "They said that my name was missing on the award list. In fact, I am also a "Hot Flow Master "..."

    Everyone: "?"

    Wang Siheng worked hard to think about this low-level Oolong that was not compatible with the heat flow: "Are they ... mistaken? Or was it missed?"

    Zhang Xingzhi: "... missed."

    Everyone was dumbfounded: "This year ..."

    "There are four 'Masters of Heat' this year." After Zhang Xingzhi said, he set his sight on the man on the podium again, but Zhong Yi didn't look at him anymore, he just threw a smile and said, "It's gonna be eight o'clock in ten minutes, I have only received five photos here, don't you all want to share the rest? "

    Everyone heard that and spread out like birds and beasts, and continued to scramble to death, leaving Zhang Xingzhi, who was still in doubt, unable to recover.

    The Heat Flow International Photography Contest was held every two years. Since it was held in 1979, there had never been a case of four "Hot Flow masters".

    Although this thought was indeed excessive, if the other party was Zhong Yi ...

    Looking at the person who was sitting on the podium at the moment, Zhang Xingzhi’ s head was full of this person. Should he really be comfortable with him because he had slept with him, and got his name added because of that?? ...

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