Notebook for teachers and students of the School of Journalism

Lu Xihan still had two classes in the afternoon, so instead of going back to the dormitory, he went to the library.

But he was obviously not in the mood to study, but couldn't help but took out his mobile phone, staring at Gu Baishi's phone number in a daze.

At this time, the information in the class group flooded in, and he clicked on QQ.

A bunch of anonymous people in the group have been dancing for a long time, because there is no teacher, and the usual chats are also anonymous, so it is specially used to complain.

Sun Shangxiang: I didn't expect the new teacher to be such a handsome guy. When I was shooting the PPT, I quietly took a lot of photos [Nympho] [Pictures].

Yu Ji: He doesn't seem to be new here. He went to the United States for exchange for two years before coming back.

Diao Chan: It's just too cold, I added him on WeChat, but he ignored me [frowning].

Li Bai: Did he stop talking in class? If he has any questions, he can email or send text messages.

Diao Chan: I just want to try [white eyes]

Lu Bu: You girls only look at the face, other people are also very academically good, and you are only 31 years old.

Luban No. 81: Heh, I checked his scores in Wenhua Assistant, the average score is only 90 points, only 1 person scored above 60 points, and 5 people scored below [-] points.

There was a sudden wailing below, Lu Xihan didn't look at it again, he saved the photo of Gu Baishi sent by Sun Shangxiang.

He glanced at Diao Chan's words, then opened WeChat, added friends, and entered Gu Baishi's mobile phone number, and he found a person whose ID was "Baizhi's withering time" and whose profile picture was a cypress tree. Staring at it for a while, took a deep breath, clicked "Add to Address Book", wrote "I am Lu Xihan" in the verification information, thought for a while, and changed it to "Your student Lu Xihan" , and finally deleted all of them and wrote "Lu Xihan".

He stared at the send in the upper right corner, but he didn't click on it for a long time. He was hesitating when his phone vibrated suddenly, which startled him. It was probably someone else who sent him a message. Click send.

Then quickly returned to the main interface, and found that it was Lin Xueyang,

"I haven't had time to tell you before the class. There are many assignments for news interviewing and writing. In the past, they were done individually or in pairs. Let's continue as a group?"

Lu Xihan replied without hesitation, "Of course."

Lin Xueyang is a rational and decisive girl who never drags her feet when she cooperates in homework or projects. In the course of last semester, the final assignment of their cooperation was quite high.

The two continued to chat about the homework of other courses, Lin Xueyang felt a little strange, she felt that Lu Xihan suddenly became talkative.

It's easier for Lu Xihan to talk when he's nervous. His heart is beating, and he keeps exiting the chat interface nervously, to see if there is any news that the friend application has been approved.It's a pity that until he and Lin Xueyang had nothing to say, there was still nothing.

He wandered around the library aimlessly, thought for a while, and borrowed a few books related to news writing.

After class in the afternoon, Lu Xihan hurried back to the dormitory. It was rare for four people in the dormitory to rush homework, and even Wang Siqi temporarily gave up the game.

"Damn it, the female devil is too scary, it only takes two days to assign so many homework!" Wang Siqi scolded the street while typing.

Li Yaowen's hand speed is astonishing, and he has already typed a thousand words, "I heard that Yan Xiao is a homework freak, but I didn't expect it to be this crazy. The classes are full tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so I don't have time to write."

This afternoon is Yan Xiao's Introduction to Communication Studies. This female associate professor in her early 30s left homework of no less than 5000 words in the first class.

Lu Xihan opened the notebook, put the phone aside, and stared at the WeChat interface while typing, unable to calm down.

Li Yaowen suddenly said, "Lu Xihan, have you formed a news interview and writing team yet?"

Du Haocheng, who had been doing his homework silently, took a look here.

Lu Xihan responded, "We're in a group, with Lin Xueyang."

Li Yaowen looked up to the sky and sighed, "You schoolmasters have formed a team, what about us scumbags, Gu Baishi's score is so abnormal, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

When Lu Xihan heard Gu Bai's three words, he glanced at his phone reflexively, but there was still no news.After a while, I remembered Li Yaowen, and said hesitantly, "Do you want to form a team with Du Haocheng?"

Lu Xihan has always felt that Du Haocheng is too self-enclosed, solitary, and easy to offend people, so he has always wanted him to make more friends.

Du Haocheng had outstanding grades, and Li Yaowen really wanted to form a team with him, so he turned to look at him.But Du Haocheng stared at Lu Xihan's back expressionlessly, without speaking.

Li Yaowen felt something was wrong, but when he thought about what happened in class today, he thought he was upset because he failed to form a team with Lin Xueyang, so he joked, "I'm feeling sore, I guess I'm not in the mood to find someone else to form a team."

Wang Siqi, who was sitting on the bed rushing homework, snorted coldly, "That's because I don't want to be dragged down by you, who makes people get better grades."

Since the first day of quarreling in the dormitory, the relationship between Wang Siqi and Du Haocheng has been stiff, but it was actually Wang Siqi's unilateral cold war, because Du Haocheng himself rarely talked to him.

Sure enough, Du Haocheng didn't respond, he just said, "I'm in a group."

"Ah!" Lu Xihan suddenly called out.

"What's wrong?" Li Yaowen asked.

"It's nothing, just saw a joke."

"You're still in the mood to read the jokes." Li Yaowen brushed his hair and started typing with his fingers flying.

Lu Xihan looked at the newly-appeared dialog box,

"I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting."

Passed!It's time to chat!

Lu Xihan tried not to let himself laugh out loud, he stared at the sentence automatically sent by the system for a while, and then added a note - Gu Baishi.

When the students of the School of Journalism were rushing to do Yan Xiao's homework overnight, Yan Xiao and Gu Baishi were having a drink at the welcome party of the hotel.

Dean Ma's face was flushed, and he said kindly to Gu Baishi while holding a wine glass,

"Little Gu, you are a rare talent in our academy. I'm glad you chose to come back. You must give me face with this glass of wine!"

Gu Baishi turned sideways slightly, trying to avoid the smell of alcohol coming towards Dean Ma's face, he said some polite words, raised his glass and only took a sip.

Dean Ma did not force him to finish the drink, but just raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, telling him to ask for anything, and finally said in a meaningful low voice, "How is your father these days? I saw you last time It was a year ago, Xiao Gu said hello for me."

Gu Bai said without changing his face, "My father is fine."

In the end, everyone at the big table came to toast to Gu Baishi. He still looked clear and behaved properly, and he was not half drunk.

Yan Xiao looked at him worriedly at the side, and said softly, "If you can drink it, don't drink it."

Gu Baishi raised his chin slightly, and smiled confidently, "I'm not drunk."

Yan Xiao sighed, knowing that he was completely drunk.

After the banquet was finally over, Dean Ma's tongue was already wide, and he said to Yan Xiao, "Xiao Yan, you must send Xiao Gu An'an home."

A person next to him said with a smile, "How can a beautiful woman send a handsome guy home."

Dean Ma waved his hand, "Xiao Yan didn't drink! Two young people with similar looks, we elders should create more opportunities for them."

When Yan Xiao heard the words and glanced at Gu Bai, he didn't respond, as if he was letting go.

She sighed, "Dean, you drank too much."

After the meeting, Yan Xiao let Gu Baishi get into her car and sent him back to Yunlin Community.

Gu Baishi sat quietly in the passenger seat and knew he was wearing a seat belt. If it wasn't for the faint smell of alcohol on his body, no one would think he had drunk.

Yan Xiao asked, "Would you like something to eat? I don't think you moved your chopsticks much at night."

Gu Baishi tilted his head and thought for a moment, with a confused expression on his face, "I want to eat braised yellow chicken."

Yan Xiao frowned, "What?"

But Gu Baishi had already fallen asleep with his head tilted.

At the gate of the community, Yan Xiao woke up Gu Baishi and told him to get off the car.Gu Baishi obediently got out of the car, then looked at Yan Xiao, as if waiting for her to speak.

Yan Xiao paused and said, "Go home, remember to close the door."

Gu Baishi nodded, turned around and left.

Yan Xiao didn't follow up, for fear of causing unnecessary misunderstanding.

Gu Baishi returned home steadily, closed the door and locked it, but forgot to change his shoes.He sat on the sofa and stared blankly for a while, as if he didn't know what he was going to do.

After a while, he took out his phone.

He opened WeChat, and the ID in the first dialog box on the page was very strange.

Cold?He looked at the ID with confusion in his eyes. After a while, he opened the dialog box and typed slowly.

"who are you?"

The other party quickly started typing, and then a series of question marks came over.

However, this pile of question marks was quickly withdrawn, and a sentence will be sent later.

"Teacher Gu, I'm Lu Xihan!"

Comes with a super aggrieved emoticon package.

Gu Baishi was stunned for a while, thought for a while, and then began to type slowly,

"I'm hungry."

It took a long time for the other party to send a message this time.

"Are you playing Truth or Dare?"

Gu Baishi looked puzzled and replied,

"what is that?"

The other party then sent a message,

"Teacher, are you drunk?"

Gu Baishi reacted quickly and replied,

"No."

After a while, the other party sent over a bunch of food pictures.

Finally, I asked, "Are these enough?"

Gu Baishi opened these pictures and looked at them one by one, and then seriously replied,

"enough."

Then the other party sent another message,

"Teacher, why don't you go to bed early? Or drink some milk to sober up."

Gu Baishi thought for a while and replied,

"it is good."

Seeming to have finally found something to do, Gu Baishi got up and went into the kitchen, made a glass of milk and drank it with his head up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went to bed.

Lu Xihan's entire dormitory got up early the next day because there was a photography class at [-] o'clock.

Li Yaowen yawned with two panda eyes, but when he saw Lu Xihan brushing his teeth, he laughed out loud, and said in puzzlement,

"What are you happy about, homework is over?"

Lu Xihan frothed, and said vaguely, "Of course not, I only wrote a thousand words, and I'm about to kneel."

He just remembered Gu Baishi's inexplicable WeChat last night, if Gu Baishi woke up and saw the message records, he would probably go crazy.

The photography class is held in the laboratory run by the college. The teacher Xiao He is a very individual man, with long hair tied into a pigtail, and he dresses a bit uninhibitedly.He looked at the whole class of listless and yawning students, and said with a smile, "You've all been sucked out of energy, like eggplants beaten by two frosts."

The students complained one after another, pointing directly at a certain female devil in their words.

Xiao He scolded with a smile, "Don't complain in front of me, be careful that I will tell you, Teacher Yan, another thousand words."

The students didn't dare to yawn when they heard it, and they cheered up one after another.

"Don't think that the photography class is for rest, just take a few photos and you're done. You are all students of the Wenhua School of Journalism. If you graduate, you can't even play a SLR. When you get to the unit, don't say it's me, Xiao He. Student." Xiao He folded his arms and raised his head slightly, with a hint of frivolity, he himself is not a teacher in the School of Journalism, but an outside photographer.

"There are only so many SLRs in the school. Some of them may have problems, but they are not serious. It depends on your luck." As soon as Xiao He finished speaking, the students hurried to the equipment room to pick up SLRs.

Lu Xihan got a SLR camera, which is quite old, but luckily it can still be used normally. He likes to draw very much, and he is also very interested in photography. He took notes on Xiao He's explanations one by one.

Yan Xiao, who was in a meeting, sneezed. Dean Ma drank so much wine last night, he was still alive and well today, and was giving a lecture on Marxist journalism to the teachers in the school.

Yan Xiao felt a little drowsy, and whispered to Gu Baishi who was at the side, "You didn't mess around when you went back last night, did you?"

Gu Baishi glanced at her, "I have always tasted very good wine."

Yan Xiao smiled and said, "It's true that you don't make noise when you're drunk, but what do you do when others say, have you forgotten the joke you made last time?"

A few years ago, there was a meeting of teachers in the courtyard, and they drank some wine. On the way back, Gu Baishi was stopped by a beggar and asked for money. Without saying a word, he took out his wallet and put 100 yuan in the bowl. The beggar Excited, how could he let go of this bully, and even said thank you sir, please do me a favor, Gu Boshi put another 100 yuan.The other teachers were all praising Gu Baishi for his generosity. As a result, Gu Baishi gave seven or eight big bills in a row, and the beggar was embarrassed to accept the bowl. Gu Baishi chased him and said, why don't you want it? There are a lot more.Only then did everyone realize that there was something wrong with Gu Baishi, it turned out that he was drunk.After that, Gu Boshi refused to go out to parties, and he must have been a little embarrassed and annoyed.

Thinking of the past, Yan Xiao couldn't help lowering her head and covering her mouth with her hand, and laughed for a long time until Dean Ma gave her a far-away look.

Gu Baishi frowned and began to recall what happened last night. He belatedly took out his mobile phone, looked through the call history, and after thinking about it, he clicked on WeChat again.