On the Possibility of Finding Success in Online Dating

After the first small class, students who want to learn broadcasting will stay here, and students who want to learn choreography will move to the activity room next door where the projection effect is the best.

Yu Qi coerced Zheng Xiyao to sit in the corner of the first row, because when he was not in class, he had to sit at the very edge of the podium, leaning against the wall, and cheering Xiao Qing's eyes at any time.

The students who came to the class were the students from the first year of high school liberal arts who wanted to learn editing and directing. There were also a few students in class A, about 10, and more than half of them were tired. It was obvious at a glance that they came to the class out of impulsiveness.

Yu Qi said: "There are about seven or eight who just left directly."

Zheng Xiyao: "Huh?"

Yu Qi said again: "Xiao Qing, his lectures are persuasive lectures."

Zheng Xiyao asked, "What do you mean?"

Yu Qi said: "It turned out that I met some unreasonable students, which were very annoying. He just talked about things that sounded a little bit unpleasant to learn in the first class. How many people are willing to take his class. This clip, you will at most analyze and analyze, and the time to really learn is university.”

Zheng Xiyao said "oh", lowered his head and replied Cai Ji's message, then raised his head and asked, "Why is no one willing to go up? It sounds good to me, it's very interesting."

Yu Qi smiled and said, "You didn't come here for him, so you don't realize this emotional change."

Zheng Xiyao took an inch and said, "Use an analogy."

"Let me think about it..." Yu Qi looked up at the ceiling and said slowly, "It's like the actress your brother likes. One day he saw his goddess participating in a blind date show, so think about it differently."

Zheng Xiyao: "..."

Kind of cruel.

The persuasive teaching method was a bit ruthless. A shy teacher like Xiao Qing was a bit aggressive in his lectures. In the end, he left a homework for the students who came to class next time to write a film review.

He also said that the requirements are not high, as long as it is not written as an afterthought.

On the way back, Zheng Xiyao has been searching "how to write movie reviews" on his mobile phone, and after reading more than a dozen articles, they are basically similar to the impression after watching.

Zheng Xiyao gave up: "Isn't this just an afterthought? Didn't he really make things difficult on purpose?"

"No." Yu Qi glanced at Zheng Xiyao, turned his head back again, and said with a smile, "If you change 'I think' to 'what kind of feeling does it give the audience', it is a film review."

Zheng Xiyao turned off the phone and turned to look at him: "Really?"

"Really." Yu Qi said, followed the car in front and slowly stopped to wait for a super long red light, "The so-called film review is to let you write an after-view review as a film critic, so you can't use the Subjective words, such as "I think" and "I think" should not be used, and then the three-paragraph result, up to four paragraphs, the opening quotation, the middle analysis, the sublimation at the end, or your evaluation, you can say yes or no It’s hard to say, and it’s not posted on the Internet anyway, so you can write whatever you want.”

It sounds easy, but it is still a bit difficult to digest carefully.

Taking advantage of the time before the red light turned red, Zheng Xiyao pulled on his seat belt and approached Yu Qi, and asked, "How do you quote the questions, and how do you divide the analysis? Actually, I haven't watched much movies."

Yu Qi asked him: "How many of Xiao Qingfang's 5-minute videos have you watched?"

Zheng Xiyao was silent.

Yu Qi sighed, pushed Zheng Xiyao's face back to the seat, started the car, and said, "There are too few movies to read. I'll make a list for you if you don't want to watch a movie. Read it carefully, otherwise it will be easy to suffer in the art exam in the future."

Zheng Xiyao also sighed, and said sullenly, "You've gone astray..."

Yu Qi comforted him and said, "In some schools, there is still a photography major, but I think this major may be...suitable for you."

Neither of them really wanted to cook, so they bought two bowls of sliced ​​noodles nearby and took them home.

I still watch movies at Yu Qi's request. Although there are people to accompany and explain at any time, Zheng Xiyao doesn't like watching movies very much, and they are still about love.

"Why do you think I really want to watch it?" Zheng Xiyao ate the meat in the noodles, expressing his dissatisfaction all the time, "Boys our age like martial arts, okay? Or the Avengers? You What do you think of Spider-Man? I watched it on the movie channel on TV when I was a kid and haven't finished it yet."

"Eat your meal." Yu Qi picked the vegetable leaves from his bowl and put them into his own bowl, and said, "Because this film is quite old, there are some online for you to learn from, so you can analyze it."

Zheng Xiyao curled her lips and said, "Actually, I think... ah!"

Yu Qi froze in mid-air when he raised his face. He looked at Zheng Xiyao's frightened expression suspiciously, and didn't know why he was frightened.

"what happened?"

Zheng Xiyao reached out and grabbed Yu Qi's wrist, and said in a pitiful tone: "Aunt Yu is gone, who will hold a parent-teacher meeting for me! It's the middle of the month... When will Aunt Yu come back? Why is she on a business trip at this time? Already? God is going to kill me?"

The last sentence was directed at Yu Qi, and Yu Qi almost burst out laughing.

"It's okay." Yu Qi said, "You will definitely be able to come back before the parent-teacher meeting. If you don't come back, I will open it for you, as long as you are not afraid of being asked who I am."

"I'm afraid." Zheng Xiyao said solemnly, "You've been on the forum, you know? Comrade Yu Qi, I think that sooner or later your Weibo will be picked up by them, and then they will take it for granted that your brother is a Star, you want to be hot, Mr. Yu!"

Yu Qi was amused by him, and asked, "Do you know who my brother is? Apart from my relationship, just talk about Zhong Yu, do you know?"

Zheng Xiyao shook his head.

Yu Qi spread his hands: "Look, there are not many people who know and like my brother, and... I don't think no matter how popular I am, I won't be more popular than you. What do you think? Great God?"

Zheng Xiyao: "..."

This person is a little too much.

……

Recently, Zheng Xiyao has always felt that there are people wandering around the gate of Wen A class, and it is not just a group of people.

But because Zheng Xiyao was a bit face-blind, he wasn't sure about it himself, and he was a little concerned, so he asked Liu Yuzhu to help him take a look.

Facts have proved that people who are not face-blind are much more powerful than those who are face-blind.

In the evening class that day, Liu Yuzhu ran to Zheng Xiyao on the pretext of asking a question, and said, "There are people, there are three groups in total, one group is from Dong Hanyu's side, the other group is from Mo Tian's side, and the other group seems to be It's from Liu Fengye's side, Brother Yao, you don't care about them, do you?"

"Huh?" Zheng Xiyao looked up at Liu Yuzhu from his notebook, his face full of doubts, "Why did you say that?"

The reason Liu Yuzhu gave was very legitimate: "Then why would you let me watch it?"

Zheng Xiyao was silent for a while, then returned to Tengji's laborious activities, and answered vaguely: "It's just that I provoked them. It's okay, it's okay, you can go back and do the questions. "

Liu Yuzhu just left without saying anything, imitating Zheng Xiyao, propping his face, and said: "Brother Yao, I didn't mean you, it's been less than a month since you were assigned classes, why did you mess with the Big Three in No. [-] Middle School?" Already?"

"Ah?" Zheng Xiyao listened in a daze, and it happened that the ink of this pen was used up and needed to be replaced, so he listened to his story, "What are the Big Three? They are so awesome?"

"Damn! It's awesome!" Liu Yuzhu was a little excited when he said it, and almost attracted the teacher to him. After receiving the sight reminder, he lowered the volume in time, "It's like the seventh middle school is in charge! No one Dare to provoke the three of them, they are powerful thieves, and it is said that they know people in the society, anyway... I dare not provoke them."

Zheng Xiyao listened to his last four words, and decisively swallowed the words "I've provoked two already" to his stomach, saving him from screaming to really provoke the teacher.

So classmate Zheng changed his words temporarily: "Oh, I see, you can go back and do the questions."

Brother Yao has always kept such a flat tone, and Liu Yuzhu didn't know whether he really knew or was just putting it off, but seeing Brother Yao's calm expression, he could only take it as he knew.

Before leaving, I asked a question: "Brother Yao, have you finished writing this paper?"

"It's finished." Zheng Xiyao said, "I've shown it to the teacher. Otherwise, why do you think I can recklessly make up political notes in math class?"

Liu Yuzhu was silent for a while, and answered him honestly: "I thought you were arrogant."

"Arrogance, you hammer." Zheng Xiyao kicked him on his stool, and started to chase people away again, "Let's go, let's go back to your place to write questions."

The last time I asked my friends from No. [-] Middle School to scare away Dong Hanyu and Mo Tian, ​​Zheng Xiyao hadn’t seen these two people for a long time. If Liu Yuzhu didn’t mention it, he would have almost forgotten that these two people had met outside the school. The brave warrior who beat him.

Who is that Liu Fengye?How come no one has ever heard of it?Why are the three of them gathered at the door of Wen A class?

Due to the friendly relationship between Zheng Xiyao and the two of them, it is difficult for Zheng Xiyao not to think that they have nothing to do with him.

When he returned home, he even changed the number of Zuo Qinglong and Right Baihu to go shopping in that group of idiots.After scaring Dong Hanyu and Mo Tian away, Zheng Xiyao changed his ID, just because he was afraid that they would not dare to speak in the group.

After looking through the historical chat for a long time, I didn't hear who they were going to beat up, and it was even quiet inside, except for Liu Fengye, who hadn't talked much before, and those two people seemed to have been silenced.

Thinking too much, Zheng Xiyao thought.

But it doesn't look like it's okay to gather at the door every day. Is that the fault of other people in the class?That's a bit amazing, I didn't expect such a top class to be full of talents.

Ke Ke: Brother Yao, can I ask you something?

Yao.: No

Ke Ke: ...

Ke Ke: Recently, there are always people like punks following me and Ran Tang

Yao.:?

Yao.: So what?

Ke Ke:? ? ?

Ke Ke: You actually asked why?

Ke Ke: You are so indifferent when a girl is followed?

Yao.: ...

Yao.: You even beat up Dong Hanyu and Mo Tian, ​​why are you afraid of punks?

Ke Ke: Isn't there Ran Tang?I always think they are here for Ran Tang

Yao.: Oh, I see, I will take you to the downstairs of the dormitory

Yao.: Follow Ran Tang after class, is that okay?

Coco: ok

Zheng Xiyao was startled, and really thought he was coming to beat him again.

When Zheng Xiyao, who rarely slept early, turned off his mobile phone, he was still thinking, beautiful girls are really troublesome, and beautiful and attractive girls are even more troublesome.

There are always troubles.

Ke Ke didn't have a professional class, so when Zheng Xiyao proposed to send Ran Tang and Liang Qian to the downstairs of the dormitory the next night, Yu Qi agreed almost without thinking, and said to go with Zheng Xiyao.

In this way, Zheng Xiyao won't feel bored because he can't participate in the topic of those two people.

On the way, Zheng Xiyao paid attention, sure enough, someone was sneaking behind him, and when Zheng Xiyao turned his head, he hid, unprofessionally, with a long shadow.

After sending the two of them back to the dormitory, it was already 21:10, Zheng Xiyao yawned, and said to Yu Qi: "Let's go, the teacher left a bunch of papers today, I guess I have to stay up late again, I'm exhausted ..."

Yu Qi stared at the dimly lit alley for a while before answering Zheng Xiyao's words: "Don't play with your phone when you get home, just don't even look at it."

Zheng Xiyao thought of something, took out his phone, opened the shopping software, and said, "You reminded me, Cai Ji's birthday is next week, and I have to buy him a birthday present."

Yu Qi turned to look at his phone and asked, "What do you want to give him?"

Zheng Xiyao generously showed Yu Qi his payment success interface, and proudly said: "How to Write a Lyric Essay"! He will definitely be moved to tears."

It's a bit miserable.

Yu Qi suddenly thought of himself and asked him, "Then what did you give me for my birthday? "How to Be a Good Teacher"?"

Zheng Xiyao was taken aback, turned his head and looked at Yu Qi, and said: "I don't know your birthday yet, you haven't told me, when is it? Let me remember it, and prepare a shocking birthday for you Great gift."

Yu Qi glanced at the shadows following them, and said: "January 1, don't buy me anything related to teachers, or you will only receive a big gift bag of vegetables for your birthday next year, and you can eat whatever you don't like." have what."

Zheng Xiyao, who was really going to give away "How to Be a Good Teacher", felt guilty and said, "It's too bad."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Xiyao suddenly saw a shadow walking between his and Yu Qi's shadows, only for a short while, probably the person behind also noticed something, and hurriedly stopped.

Zheng Xiyao suddenly felt a chill down his back, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. His ears were filled with women's yelling and cursing. The sound of the shutter and the sound of chopping things with a kitchen knife alternated until the two sounds became faster and faster. faster and faster.

"Boom-"

Finally, the sound of the shutter and the sound of a kitchen knife chopping bones overlapped.

Zheng Xiyao was sweating coldly from his forehead. It was that night in front of him. There was a picture of the media taking wild photos when his step brother won the championship on TV. In front of him was the terrifying face of his stepmother. She held up a kitchen knife and pressed his left hand on the On the cutting board, a knife fell on his palm.