Logical Aesthetics Chapter 68

Chapter 68

<<"Don't judge.">>

    Zhong Yi reacted on the spot for several seconds before realizing what had happened.

    He felt a little incredible: "Are you losing your temper with me now?"

    Zhang Xingzhi’ s face was very poor: "Yes."

    When the words fell, the atmosphere between the two was tense, and the children who were watching were almost choked to their throats.

    As a result, Teacher Zhong even laughed outright??

    "You are really angry and serious." Zhong Yi looked at Zhang Xingzhi’s failure.

    Originally, he had a face with no expressions, and now it was dark again, which directly became the bottom of the pot.

    "Didn't you just walk along the path by yourself, what if you couldn't walk, and didn't know how to get back, how can I not get angry?" Then, Zhong Yi handed the trekking pole in his hand to Zhang Xingzhi with relief, "It has nothing to do with my feet, I just slowed down, don't be so cute."

    But Zhang Xingzhi not only did not ease it, but the frown between the eyebrows became bigger and bigger, and the cell phone in his pocket rang.

    It's his Grandma.

    Zhang Xingzhi stopped quickly. He happened to have something to ask his grandmother. He picked up his phone and walked to the corridor outside the museum. He only left Zhong Yi with a sentence: "There are a few homeworks in the back, please take a look."

    The class was silent, everyone looked at their old Zhang.

    After Zhang Xingzhi’ s back disappeared completely, Zhong Yi beckoned to the boys sitting in the first row, saying, "Zheng Qi, come and help me."

    Zhang Xingzhi went out to answer the phone and even took his trekking pole away.

    The boy named Zheng Qi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect to Zhong Yi to know his name, so he got up and trotted for a while.

    Then the children realized that Teacher Zhong had just been pretending to be old in front of their old Zhang. If he didn't have a trekking pole and could not walk at all.

    "Do you remember my name?" Zheng Qi was doing a good job at helping others, and even felt that he smelled the refreshing perfume of Teacher Zhong.

    "Why won't I remember?" Zhong Yi smiled. "During the first class when I took attendance, Wang Siheng said you went to the toilet, but it was the one who was absent from class."

    The guy turned red on the seat, his face blushed, and he hummed for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "On that occasion, I came on time for the next lesson."

    "Come here, otherwise?" Yi said, and Zhong Yi patted his position to signal him to sit down. "Then I will continue to talk? I just heard it secretly, your teacher Zhang seems to be too demanding to take photos. "

    There was silence in response to him.

   The student who sat on the right side of Zhong Yi took the lead in speaking first: "Is it okay if Teacher Zhang is angry?"

    Zhong Yi blinked twice playfully: "It will be fun to coax him back."

    The children put on a little snack after watching him look like a man with a good heart, and eat their old Zhang, and then complained to Zhong Yi as soon as he spilled the beans. It's not enough to shoot with light, but you have to get a name. You can't be lame, and Zhong laughed when he heard it.

    He flipped through the back photos and said: "I don't understand your major, or you can simulate the teacher Zhang yourself? Let me see how he commented?"

    As soon as this remark came out, the children were active again one by one, especially those who had already been approved by Zhang Xingzhi, so they wanted to pull the next few into the water and be happy with them.

    The classroom was full of excitement, but Zhang Xingzhi, who was talking on the phone outside, was full of seriousness, and gave his grandmother a few stern words: "Why did you let Zhong Yi to go down the mountain?"

    "Why, Ah Yi didn't stay at home, how can I stop if he wanted to go down to find you?"

    "Why couldn't you stop him? You know Zhong Yi's foot is hurt and he can't walk."

    "So I let him take your trekking pole out."

    Zhang Xingzhi frowned deeply. With his eyes closed, Zhong Yi only supported the wall and walked on the boardwalk. He could not restrain himself if he wanted to speak well, and his tone was even heavier: "Oh, Grandma he is not like us , When he came home with me on the first day and saw the boardwalk he didn’t even dare to walk, and now that his feet are still hurt. What if something went wrong? "

    "It wasn't that I didn't stop him, but he insisted on going by himself and said he was bored at home."

    "But you still didn't stop him." Zhang Xingzhi bit every word.

    The other end of the phone was silent, and then said, "Ah Ye, do you remember the last time when you argued with me for this reason?"

    Zhang Xingzhi: "... remember."

    It was the first time he wanted to carry a camera like his parents eight years ago.

    "Before you remember," the old lady said rudely, "I was just surprised, that you even asked me if you could go to Al Nimai without being a noisy child, now you’re nervous because an outsider just went down the mountain.”

    Zhang Xingzhi simply put the old lady in a shame in the morning because Zhong Yi wasn't able to speak clearly: "Grandma, you knew it from the first day."

    Speaking of this the old lady sneered, and said: "Just those things in your suitcase?"

    One Zhang Xingzhi, one Zhang Leo, the two grandchildren's bags when they went out to study for the first time, and every time they went back and forth, they were packed by her, just for fear that they might miss something.

    Later, when the two children got older and sensible, they started to pack it themselves. It was just that Zhang Xingzhi had set off from home on the first day eight years ago to take the picture. The luggage was still packed by her.

    Since then, it was like a special see-off ceremony, leaving her to send it by hand, and coming back to pick it up by her hand. The two children on the suitcase were completely irrelevant.

    When the old lady saw the scarf at first glance in the suitcase that day, she thought that her grandson was finally making a girlfriend. As a result, then she found that the other person's clothes in the suitcase were also men’s. Even lubricants and condoms were packed.

    "At first, I thought you wanted to surprise me." The old lady was sharp spoken. "So, what's wrong? He likes my grandson while playing the ball, and he was willing to let my grandson take risks. I as a grandma has the right to be angry. "

    Zhang Xingzhi was dumb: "Grandma, I am professional, my job is to shoot, and Zhong Yi is not ..."

    The old lady's tone instantly rose: "Which of your parents, Yao's parents, were not famous in the circle? Don't they all go to that mountain and didn't come back!"

    Zhang Xingzhi’ s throat suddenly blocked.

    Over the years, he had never heard his grandma say more about the accident of his parents. For a long time, it seemed that the old lady had a wide heart and was very open to the death. But as she asked him and Zhong Yi's loved ones who had broken bones and tendons, how could such a thing be seen.

    For a while, the phone was silent on both ends.

    The old lady ’s mood was re-stabilized, but the words in her mouth became more and more indifferent: “I should have called you as soon as Ah Yi went out, but I just wanted you to realize that you couldn’t find him even if you knew it. Remember to be anxious. "

    Zhang Xingzhi’ s heart suddenly tightened.

    The old lady: "Was it uncomfortable? I feel like you know now, knowing that you are going to Al Nimai, just like you know that Ah Yi is crossing the path alone. Why do you think Ah Yi went out to find you for no reason? That child is better than you, so look at you are being heartless. "

    Zhang Xingzhi was stunned at that time, then he heard his grandmother say that Zhong Yi specifically proposed this to make her feel more comfortable. How could she stop him?

    As soon as Zhang Xingzhi hung up, he felt the excitement inside before he even entered.

    Among them, Wang Siheng was the most active tossing of the moth-winged moth, relying on a good relationship with people, and staring at the photos of others: "This model's clothes are did you personally make it? The models of others are really not ugly to you. Strike on the spot? "

    The whole class laughed.

    Zhang Xingzhi stood at the door and glanced at the photo on the electronic screen. The model was wearing a very classic red and green. There was no problem with the cropping design. It was estimated that the actual object was not bad. It was only because the exposure and white balance were not adjusted.

    But Zhong Yi felt different. He asked Wang Siheng a question: "Do you think it looks ugly for the model's clothes?"

    Wang Siheng was not euphemistic at all: "Isn't it ugly?"

    Zhong Yi paused and threw a sentence that seemed to have nothing to do with it: "Do you know why you got full marks for your first-class assignment?"

    Wang Siheng: "Send a best-looking photo? Didn't everyone get a perfect score?"

    Zhong Yi blinked: "But I gave you full marks, obviously not because I think your photos are so good-looking, nor because you were sitting in the classroom more than those who hadn't come. It's just so that you gave me a correct one. That's the answer. "

    As he said, Zhong Yi also asked, "Remember what topic I arranged at that time?"

    Wang Siheng froze for a moment and began to recall and repeat dumbly: "Hand in what we think is the best picture ... Aiyoo!"

    As soon as the qualifiers were added, all the children immediately realized.

    Zhong Yi smiled: "You see, my request was a photo that you think looks good, so if you give it to me, it must be something you think looks good. What does it have to do with my feelings, I should give you a perfect score. "

    After he spoke, the children's eyes were instantly blurred. There was a feeling that they knew what Teacher Zhong wanted to teach them, but they couldn't break through the layer of cellophane after a while. Only Zhang Xingzhi leaning on the door suddenly knew in his heart and smiled.

    As a result, the radian on his lips just emerged, and Zhong Yi clicked on his name in it: "Would Teacher Zhang like to come and help me? You guys said how you always like to do the work of punishment at the door. "

    The children realized that there was a person in the doorway, and obviously he had been waiting for a long time.

    After receiving everyone's attention, Zhang Xingzhi's face suddenly returned to indifference, forced to pretend that nothing had happened, and the words "I am still angry" were written on his face.

    Zhong Yi shrugged helplessly at the children and said, "Mr. Zhang seems to have refused my invitation. Well, then, let me do it myself."

    This is how they can hear the spoils of Teacher Zhong's words without glasses. The 19 photographers once again suspected that they had been killed in a quarrel in front of the two.

    But Zhong Yi had already begun.

    "Ugly and beautiful are not absolute. You can say that something doesn't suit your aesthetic, but you don't have to attack other people's ugliness." Then, Zhong Yi took Wang Siheng to open the knife, "Take a very simple example, Wang Siheng you said today that people with red and green tones are ugly, then in your next life, no matter what you do, you can’t put red and green together, because you said that people are ugly, you can’t double label? "

    For a while, the whole class turned into a simple, single turn, and suddenly rose to the height of a lifetime.

    "People know that people have to laugh at you." Zhong Yi looked at Wang Siheng with a smile, "Is that the truth, monitor?"

    Wang Siheng people are stupid, Na Na Ying said: "It seems ... this is the truth?"

    "You said today that this color scheme was ugly, and tomorrow you will say another color scheme, so how many color schemes do you have left for yourself?" Zhong Yi looked back and concluded, "So you must always remember, when you say that others are bad, unless you guarantee that you won’t be exposed to that thing in your life, otherwise you are dissipating others, you are limiting yourself, understand? "

    "Don't judge."

    19 photography whole O-mouth again.

    At the door, Zhang Xingzhi thought of Yang Youan instantly, and it was here that he suddenly found out that the original comments were indeed all made by Liang Sili.

    Zhong Yi never evaluated, only drew conclusions.

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