In the camera, the man leaning sideways on the podium is tall and tall, with two straight long legs slightly crossed under a simple overcoat, his upper body with his arms folded, his slender fingers placed on the outside of his arms one by one, plump and white, When looking at you from the side, with the reflection of the incandescent lamp above your head, draw a sharp contour line from the brow bone to the root of the mountain. The red lips with hair are slightly raised, and the charming and affectionate smile that looks like a smile is hidden behind the lens In the eyebrows and eyes, the broken hair is black and scattered behind the head.
When Zhong Yi turned to Zhang Xingzhi's photo from the mailbox, this was what he saw.
It's not exquisite, let alone design ingenuity, he remembered that Zhang Xingzhi hardly even looked for the angle, as if he had rehearsed it in his mind many times, he just raised his hand and took the picture, but Zhong Yi liked it very much.
As early as in Reliu's thousands of works, Zhong Yi has caught this man's portrait at a glance.
And Zhang Xingzhi watched helplessly as the person sitting on the podium holding a mobile phone suddenly raised his lips. At that moment, Zhang Xingzhi was sure that he had seen his photo, but Zhong didn't look up at him, and only moved his finger. Swipe to the next email.
Wang Siheng, who also didn't miss this smile, couldn't help but sighed in a low voice: "Wow... I really missed it. I usually keep quiet, but it turns out that you are the one who knows best... ... "
- "Which of you submitted photos so quickly, I just saw Mr. Zhong smiling"
- "See for yourself what nonsense you're asking"
- "I never expected that Lao Zhang would answer the only answer with a perfect score"
- "Is it too late for me to follow the trend and take another picture and post it?"
- "To be honest, it's the first time I've seen who you're so interested in, Mr. Zhang"
-"Raise your hand and ask: Is our new teacher older, or Lao Zhang older"
- "I think Mr. Zhong's meatball head is really amazing, both of my daughters are convinced"
- "I feel that Teacher Zhong will be older"
- "Yes, Mr. Zhong has a different aura, Lao Zhang can't tell the difference when he throws it into the students, hahaha"
- "Ah, I really want to touch Teacher Zhong's hand, it must be well maintained"
- "?"
- "Did the girls in our class say anything? You are a big boy and want to touch"
As soon as a certain person finished speaking this sentence righteously in the group, Zhang Xingzhi saw the person sitting next to him stand up from his seat, and approached Zhong Yi's podium like no other.
Zhong Yi was browsing the WeChat messages when the screen was blocked by the protruding face beside him. The boy introduced himself enthusiastically in his ear: "Mr. Zhong, I am the class monitor of 19 photography. Let's add a WeChat, and we will arrange it in the future." You can tell me about homework, equipment, etc., and I will inform everyone for you."
Full house: "... ... ... ... ... ..."
- "It's really a cub"
- "Wang Siheng: If I don't touch my hands, I'll lie to WeChat"
- "Damn it, what about this dog-legged girlfriend, I don't care about it"
- "We broke up last week bro"
- "??? Divided again?"
-"Shit, I've changed this scumbag's bed before I even started, I don't know how many times"
- "Damn it! I touched it!"
When many people didn't realize what they were touching, Zhang Xingzhi's eyes never left the two people on the podium.
Zhong Yi only took a fixed look at the handsome boy in front of him and handed over the phone, but the boy neither scanned the QR code nor let him scan it, but simply took advantage of the way he was holding the phone. He shook it, and even wrapped his hand tightly.
- "!!!!!!"
-"damn I'm going to call the police, this shit is starting again"
- "Where is Lao Zhang, come on Lao Zhang!"
- "No, anyone can, but Wang Siheng can't"
- "Teacher Zhang! You don't care anymore!!!"
Eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys are still different, almost as soon as he grasps Zhong Yi, he can feel the hot temperature of his palm, but Zhong Yi doesn't move, just staring at the WeChat ID he entered into the search box and grinning Said: "Didn't you hear that Dean Jiang won't let you have a teacher-student relationship with me?"
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"I didn't say we wanted to have a teacher-student relationship, Mr. Zhong." Wang Siheng smiled slyly, and he didn't let go of WeChat, but continued to type in the notes.
Zhong Yi was amused at the first glance, but the kid still pretended to be like him. After setting it up, he let go of his hand and sat back in his seat. He acted obediently as if nothing had happened just now, and said to him, "There will be a baby in the future." Teacher Zhong can find me wherever I can help."
- "Damn it... I don't want this bastard's face"
- "I almost didn't directly express that we help each other on the bed, damn you"
- "Wang Siheng is completely unable to do it, and he will not let anyone with a handle"
- "If it is said that photography produces scum, I will believe it"
But Zhong Yi didn't pick up on him right away, he just reminded everyone leisurely: "Send the photo to my mailbox and you can leave. If you haven't sent me the score at eight o'clock, you will get zero points."
"...Don't we finish class at 8:50?"
Zhong Yi nodded: "Okay, I got it. get out of class will be over at 8:50 next week. I'll see who dares to leave early."
"No no no no no..."
"Also, don't pull me into your class. Any problem can be solved in class. Except for you, Mr. Zhang, I don't support any form of after-school tutoring here." As he said, Zhong Yi shook the phone in his hand at Wang Siheng. Mobile phone, deleted his WeChat in front of him, and said, "Including bed counseling."
Everyone: "Pfft——"
Wang Siheng, who did not expect that he would be publicly executed on the back foot: "..."
But the most unique thing is not this, the most unique thing is that Zhong Yi will flog the corpse after the execution, so he calmly taught the child: "It's better to just give me the size if you give me the hotel room number." attraction."
Who can stand this, everyone in the classroom burst out laughing, Zhong Yi's tone was so normal that in the end Wang Siheng couldn't hold back himself, and laughed foolishly.
A simple sentence broke all the sense of distance created earlier, and the sense of proportion was just right.
Now some students have dared to open their mouths to joke with Zhong Yi: "Then what if I need to ask you for something urgent?"
Zhong Yi: "Do you usually treat your tall teacher Zhang as a decoration?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly understood: "Mr. Zhong, you know Lao Zhang?"
Zhong Yi hooked his lips: "I know you."
Not only know, but know very deeply.
"Then Mr. Zhong, what you mean is that you can tutor our Mr. Zhang after class!" The group of students couldn't speak well in front of them, but dared to make a fuss with one or two behind them, and they all clamored for Zhong Yi to tutor them well. Lao Zhang.
But Zhong Yi seemed to think that the classroom was not lively enough, so he raised his eyebrows and cast a teasing look at Zhang Xingzhi, adding fuel to the flames: "Your teacher Zhang is so good, why do you need my tutoring."
As soon as this remark came out, the classroom immediately burst into whistles, but Zhang Xingzhi understood it. This man looked over and wanted to tell him whether it was a student or a student after all. They call each other brothers.
After just a few classes, Zhang Xingzhi, Zhong Yi's rank, could be seen in his eyes. This man's self-introduction was useless to make the students respect and love him, and he dared not underestimate him. Know his occupation, age, and even where he came from, including himself.
As if seeing through his thoughts, Zhong Yi curled his lips and emphasized: "I'm serious, your teacher Zhang is very good, in every aspect."
Before everyone had time to scream for the intriguing four words at the end, Zhong Yi said again: "For example, I may live another life and never get the title of 'Master of Heat Flow'."
For a moment, the frolic in the classroom stopped abruptly, even Zhang Xingzhi himself was stunned, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
Wang Siheng said nana: "Teacher, did you make a mistake..."
It's true that Lao Zhang participated in the heat flow and entered the top ten. It's true, but it's also...
"Of course the top ten are also very good, Lao Zhang." Wang Siheng hurriedly patched up Zhang Xingzhi, "I didn't mean that you have to be a 'hot flow master' to... "
"What you Dean Jiang said doesn't count, listen to me." Interrupting Wang Siheng's words, Zhong Yi just looked at Zhang Xingzhi directly, "Or you can ask your teacher Zhang, who to believe."
Under the eyes of all the classrooms, Zhang Xingzhi himself was in a mess. After all, he came back after participating in the award ceremony in person. It stands to reason that no one knows the final result better than him, but Zhong Yi is one of the judges. His words ...
Before he could finish thinking, Zhong Yi glanced at the time on the phone and said, "It should be almost there."
Zhang Xingzhi: What's the difference...
"Zizizi——"
For a moment, everyone locked their eyes on the mobile phone in front of Zhang Xingzhi's desk.
Zhang Xingzhi hesitated the first second he saw the caller ID, because it turned out to be an international call.
"Sit down and pick it up." Zhong Yi said with a smile, "I won't kick you out."
Zhang Xingzhi paused and complied.
Then the whole class pricked up their ears and listened to the corner, God knows how shocked they were when they heard the first English word pop out of Zhang Xingzhi's mouth.
- "wc Lao Zhang speaks so well"
- "Don't talk about spoken English, I don't even know his English is so good"
- "Me too, I thought he could understand proper nouns related to photography"
-"If I hadn't rushed to the fourth level recently, I would not understand half a sentence"
In fact, the phone call was very short, but anyone could tell that the phone call must have brought big news to Zhang Xingzhi, because their old Zhang suddenly looked at their new teacher without listening to what the other party said.
- "Guys, I have an amazing guess..."
When Zhang Xingzhi hung up the phone, Zhong Yi looked at him and blinked, with a smile in his eyes, as if asking him: Did you write me this time
But this matter was so unbelievable that Zhang Xingzhi thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out. The frowning and silent effort would almost kill the student next to him who was still waiting to gossip.
As the squad leader, Wang Siheng was the first to say: "Old Zhang, what's the matter?"
Zhang Xingzhi organized his words silently: "It is said that my name was omitted from the awards list, but in fact I am also a 'hot flow master'... …"
Everyone: "?"
Wang Siheng tried his best to think about this low-level oolong that didn't match the heat flow at all: "Is... a mistake? Or did you miss it?"
Zhang Xingzhi: "... I missed it."
Everyone was dumbfounded: "Then this year..."
"There are four 'hot flow masters' this year." After Zhang Xingzhi finished speaking, he turned his eyes to the people on the podium again, but Zhong Yi didn't look at him again, just smiled and said, "It's eight o'clock in ten minutes. , I only received five photos here, do the rest of you want to share them?"
When everyone heard the words, they immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, and continued to desperately pick up pictures, leaving Zhang Xingzhi alone in place, still in doubt and unable to recover.
The Hot Flow International Photo Contest is held every two years. Since its inception in 1979, there have never been four "hot flow masters" in one session.
Although this operation is indeed too childish, if the other party is Zhong Yi...
Looking at the person sitting firmly on the high platform at the moment, Zhang Xingzhi was full of thoughts that this person should really add his name to it because he was comfortable serving on the bed...