Great God's Secret Love [Network]

Cheng Yu carefully collected a few photos, and then sent a private message to Zhao Yunqi: Whose Weibo?

Zhao Yunqi: It's the real person Xu Jing, but he has deleted it.

Cheng Yu: How could he have pictures of Xiao Zhan in class?

Zhao Yunqi: From the perspective of shooting, it should be students in class.

Cheng Yu: Okay, I see.But why did he suddenly delete it?

Although he disagreed with Xujing Zhenren's uploading of Xiao Zhan's photo on Weibo, Xujing Zhenren's sudden deletion of the blog is still somewhat puzzling.

Zhao Yunqi: Not sure.But he has a lot of fans, even if he deletes it, your family Xiao Zhan is still a small hit in this circle.

Cheng Yu: Well, I'll go and have a look.

He first went to see Xujing Zhenren’s Weibo, and found that there were a lot of retweets, some of them were insiders, and these insiders still had thousands of followers. Bo also really does not help.

He looked at a few CVs he knew, and found that the ones they reposted had not been deleted, and Xiao Zhan's photo was still hanging there. He looked at the comments below, and there were some who praised him, and naturally some with a sour tone, but the online ones Words can't be true.

Although it was very uncomfortable in his heart, it was impossible for him to stop this kind of thing, he could only let it cool down gradually and sink to the bottom of the pool.

At this time, the Penguin message sounded, and it was the director of the crew, Sweet Potato.

Director-Sweet Potato: Zhan Xiao, Jinwu's voice has already been handed in, when will yours be handed in?Also, I heard his dry voice and thought it was pretty good, would you like to listen to it?

CV-Zhan Xiao: Well, you send it here first, I'll go back and listen.

Director-Sweet Potato: Are you still busy?By the way, did you see the incident on Weibo?

CV-Zhan Xiao: That teacher you mean?

Director-Sweet Potato: Did you see it too? !In fact, I think he is somewhat similar to the protagonist in the script you wrote, uh... It's just a feeling, don't take it seriously, just treat me as a fart.

CV-Zhan Xiao: Yes.

We are the same person, how can we say they are similar?He is unique.

After Xiao Zhan went to school the next day, along the way, he found that some students seemed to cover their mouths and laugh when they saw him, and he didn't know if it was his own illusion.

There were two classes in the morning. He took a look at the classrooms which were more full than before, and instantly had a suspicion. Could it be that more and more young people are falling in love with Chinese studies?

When his eyes fell on the faces of the students in the first row, he saw a baby-faced student smiling at him.Xiao Zhan remembered that he was the one who wanted to ask questions yesterday.

Thinking of this, he felt that he seemed a little incompetent as a teacher. It seemed that few students would come to ask questions. Could it be that he was too unkind?

"If you have any questions in class, you can ask them after class," he said.

The baby-faced youth asked: "Teacher, there are so many people who can't ask, how about you leave an email? If you have any questions, you can send them to your email, and you can take the time to reply." His voice just fell into the classroom students join in.

Xiao Zhan thought, this is a good idea, he really ignored it before, so he wrote down his office mailbox on the blackboard.

Classes begin.

Xiao Zhan asked a question during class, asking if anyone would answer, but no one raised their hand.Many of them came to observe, and some students of their majors couldn't answer, so they all lowered their heads and pretended to be quails.

Xiao Zhan cast his eyes on the baby-faced youth, and encouraged him, "Can this student answer?"

Where did the baby-faced youth learn this?Standing up, I had to say in embarrassment, "Teacher, I can't."

Xiao Zhan nodded to let him sit down, and suddenly remembered the real person Xu Jing yesterday. It was strange that a computer major student came to the Chinese studies class, and I don't know if he came today.

"Is student Xu Jing here?"

The baby-faced student who had just sat down was instantly surprised, and the yellow-haired boy beside him also stared at him in shock, and then at Xiao Zhan.

So, how does a teacher who teaches Chinese studies know the name of a computer student?

The author has something to say:

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