When the get out of class was over, the students said goodbye to him, but Zhang Xingzhi didn't even think about it.
The classroom was almost empty, so Zhong Yi stood up from the podium and bench, and asked with a smile, "Do I look like that kind of person?"
Zhang Xingzhi, whose mind was seen through again: "It's not like..."
"Then what are you struggling with? An Anxin can take 'Master Reflow' home." Zhong Yilai brought someone to class, and only his mobile phone was left in his hand. He didn't need to pack anything at the moment. He was able to get up and go. He looked at the person walking from his seat and said, "I didn't expect to meet you again, Mr. Zhang. I feel that I won't be surprised if I meet you again anywhere in the future."
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But in fact, Zhong Yi did not miss the slightest smile. As a certain giant approached, he saw that his height was about to be insufficient. With a platform under his feet, he barely reached his "net height".
Looking at the person in front of him, Zhang Xingzhi searched for a word for a long time before he squeezed out two dry words: "... hello."
This was the third time they met, but the first time they greeted each other so formally.
But the man sneered and glanced at his lower body, as if he had heard such a rare word, he tapped his mailbox on the blackboard again: "I didn't want to look for you, but since I met you again, Then send the medical report."
Zhong Yi felt that the subtext in his voice could not be more obvious, but what did people say in the end.
Zhang Xingzhi: "It's my first time."
Zhong Yi paused: "... what?"
"It's my first time." Zhang Xingzhi looked down at him and repeated, "I'm not sick."
"...?" Zhong Yi looked at the man with disbelief in his eyes, and realized that there was no trace of deceit on this man's face before slowly opening his mouth, "Then you slept with me without saying a word?"
Zhang Xingzhi was silent for a while, and then gave a one-word answer: "Yes."
Zhong Yi: "..."
The atmosphere froze for a second, and the more Zhong Yi thought about the situation at that time, the more he felt that hell, he was having so much fun with an inexperienced person...
Zhong Yi, who was shocked by this incident, supported the back of his neck and waited for a long while before speaking, and said slowly: "Although the first time does not mean that you are not sick, but since it is the first time, there is no need to send me the medical report. "
Zhang Xingzhi: "Why?"
"Because there will be no next time." After finishing speaking, Zhong Yi turned around and took steps outside the classroom.
As a complete fledgling, Zhang Xingzhi stayed where he was and digested for a few seconds before he realized that Zhong Yi asked him to send the medical report earlier because he intended to develop a long-term bed partner relationship.
So Zhong Yi didn't take a few steps before he heard the dull voice of the man ringing in his ears again, before that he didn't even hear a footstep.
"Why?"
Zhang Xingzhi is still these three words, why did he not want him when he heard that it was the first time? After these three classes, Zhang Xingzhi intuited that Zhong Yi's liking for him earlier was true.
But Zhong Yi didn't answer, but changed the subject and asked, "Is the car in the parking lot?"
Zhang Xingzhi: "... here."
"Lead the way and send me back." In the blink of an eye, Zhong Yi had returned to his normal tone, as if the previous conversation had never happened.
Zhang Xingzhi: "Okay."
He couldn't see the expression of the person in front of him, but it was obvious that the other person didn't want to say more.
There was silence all the way from the classroom to the parking lot.
Zhang Xingzhi hesitated again and again, but still couldn't help but want to ask the reason, about the heat flow, and about the first time.
But just as he was about to speak out, he changed his words because of Zhong Yi's movement of opening the rear door: "Why don't you sit in the front?"
Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows and raised his head to meet his gaze: "You really want me to sit next to you?"
Zhang Xingzhi stared at the beautiful face in front of him for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to..."
"Forget it, just sit if you want me." Before anyone could finish speaking, Zhong Yi, who suddenly changed his mind, laughed inexplicably, and went around to the co-pilot as he wished, "Is it a matter of personality? Teacher Zhang usually treats others Do you always take care of me like this? Always follow people's words?"
As he said that, Zhong Yi stood in front of the door, looked at the stunned man opposite and added indifferently: "So you didn't reject me the first time?"
Zhang Xingzhi wanted to say no, but the clock slammed and he closed the door and got in the car, obviously not intending to listen to his answer.
When Zhang Xingzhi followed in before he was about to speak, Zhong Yi yawned, and then his cell phone rang.
After picking up the phone, Zhong Yi spoke English, with a lazy voice: "Hello?"
"Well, it's just over."
"You can't help me, so I naturally have to find other ways."
"Although the budget is relaxed now, I feel that it is still quite difficult to snatch Leonard from Judy. You can ask me and try."
Last time Zhang Xingzhi only heard the name of an acquaintance, but this time two people came at once, it seems that the other end of the phone is Ostana who just talked to him on the phone.
Those who care about Leonard's schedule are either filming or filming. Zhang Xingzhi initially affirmed that Zhong Yi's career is a producer. Judging by his character and status, he should be quite powerful.
Zhang Xingzhi was thinking about it, when Zhong Yi suddenly called his name on the other end of the phone: "Yes, I know, in fact, he is beside me right now."
Most likely, he mentioned something that Master Reflow had missed him.
But Ostana didn't know what he was talking about, Zhong Yi yawned again when he heard it, and closed his eyes: "Let's make a long story short, I'm sleepy."
There were people next to him, and he wanted to "sleep" again. Aosta, who knew it well, turned off the microphone in an instant, and his understanding of the clock in his heart went up to a higher level: "Then follow the copy we drafted earlier. hair?"
"Well, don't worry about those unreasonable things Ostana, except for the people in your own circle, there are really few people outside who care about whether you have created an extra hot flow master." Zhong Yi finally ran out of patience , interrupted the other end's words forcefully again, and said, "I don't want to go to New York in the short term. I want to buy a meal and fly to China to invite myself. I hang up."
Zhang Xingzhi listened to the phone call, knowing that what they were talking about was what he wanted to know the most, but Zhong Yi took off his glasses after hanging up the phone, as if he was really going to sleep.
Seeing the thick black shadows under the eyes of the people beside him, Zhang Xingzhi finally swallowed back the question on his lips, but new doubts replaced it.
It stands to reason that when Zhong Yi came back, he would have time to take a nap...
Zhang Xingzhi no longer doubted whether Zhong Yi slept well, what he doubted was whether Zhong Yi slept or not.
And I don’t know how this person did it. Zhang Xingzhi actually cared about it as early as in class—his own scratches were still on his neck, but this person’s hickey that lasted at least a week was disappeared...