reverse trapping

Fang Shuo turned around halfway, holding the tablet and howling in regret: "They almost kissed each other, almost! Why didn't they disappear?!"

Hearing that there was no movement around him for a while, Fang Shuo suddenly turned around and looked at Cheng Muze with a dull face.

Fang Shuo faintly sensed something was wrong, so he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Mu focused his gaze, stood up and went straight to the water dispenser in a disguised manner: "I'm a little thirsty."

Behind him, Fang Shuo was talking, but his voice passed by his ears without leaving a trace at all.

The switch of the water dispenser was pushed to the bottom, and the water flowed uninterruptedly to the bottom of the cup. The regular sound helped him recall the scene at that time.

After helping him fix his glasses, Shen Jinzhi turned around and talked to the student who bumped into him, his tone was as gentle as usual, without any reaction at all.

Putting on glasses is flirting or something, and if there is, it certainly doesn't apply to the two of them.

The sound of the water was getting higher and higher, reminding Cheng Muze that the water in the cup was almost full.

Cheng Mu picked up the water glass and drank it in one gulp, instantly feeling refreshed physically and mentally.

"By the way." Fang Shuo put down the tablet in his hand and started to get down to business, "I saw in Moments today that Jinsong University is recruiting photographers for cooperation outside the school. Have you heard?"

After being reminded by Fang Shuo, Cheng Mu remembered the chatter he heard on the way back.

He took out his mobile phone and searched for the official website of Jinsong University.

He looked around carefully, and finally found the recruitment notice in the Art Academy's sub-column.

He casually took a screenshot and sent it to Fang Shuo.

"Look at WeChat."

Reminded by Cheng Muze, Fang Shuo turned on his phone.

"In order to strengthen the classroom practice of the Photography Department of the College of Art, Jinsong University plans to recruit experienced professional photographers for relevant cooperation in the near future. The specific requirements are as follows—"

After silently reading the school's requirements, Fang Shuo's eyes widened: "Hey? Both of us meet every requirement. If we can go to the school to assist in teaching, it will be of great benefit to the development of our studio."

Cheng Mu nodded: "I think so too, but judging from the current situation, the competition is still very fierce."

"Intense?" Fang Shuo smiled smugly, "That's for others."

Cheng Mu sneered and said, "Where did you get the confidence?"

"Of course [-]% is yours, [-]% is mine~"

Cheng Mu didn't want to hurt Fang Shuo's professional confidence, and instead said, "Actually, what I'm most worried about is teaching."

Fang Shuo was puzzled: "What's wrong? They will ask some tricky questions?"

"Perhaps you have tried to stand alone on the podium and accept the pressure from all directions?"

Fang Shuo choked suddenly: "Forget it, I—"

Cheng Mu raised his voice to stop Fang Shuo from giving up, and then said in his voice, "We need to find a professional to learn from it."

"what?"

"Do you know any photographers with teaching experience?"

Seeing Cheng Muze's serious look, Fang Shuo suppressed the frustration that had just emerged in his heart: "I'm not familiar with it, but there seem to be some in the few groups I joined. Let me try."

"Well, together."

The two immediately set about contacting each other.

Cheng Mu also joined a lot of photography-related groups. After asking a group, he directly forwarded it to multiple choices.

After the operation, he began to wait for the news.

As soon as the phone screen turned off automatically, someone responded to the message.

There are such enthusiastic group friends hidden in the group that usually doesn't talk much?

Cheng Mu picked up the phone, double-clicked to open the message.

"Want to learn how to give lectures? Tomorrow at 110:[-] in the morning, N[-], I will give you a demonstration lesson."

Cheng Mu took a closer look, and Professor Shen's notes came into view brightly.

... What kind of enthusiastic group friends are these, it's because he sent the wrong person!

It's so good, why did it cause me to go to the class without any reason?

Cheng Mu closed his eyes hard.

In fact, Shen Jinzhi could indeed help him and Fang Shuo.

After all, the problem with the two of them is not their professional knowledge, but their teaching skills.And in this respect, Teacher Shen is professional.

But if I go to the class again, I am afraid that I will only repeat the same mistakes.

Cheng Muze's fingers hovered over the screen, his brain quickly searching for reasons for rejection.

But before he could figure out his excuse, Professor Shen sent another one.

"I remember you said last time that you liked my lecture very much."

Cheng Mu suddenly lost his strength.

He really shot himself in the foot.

For the crimes I have committed, I have to pay back even if I use a matchstick to support my eyelids.

Cheng Mu raised his eyes resignedly, and looked at Fang Shuo: "Are you free tomorrow morning? Let's go to Tianjin University to listen to a demonstration class and learn teaching skills."

"Tomorrow?" Fang Shuo opened the schedule note, "No, I have a photography assignment tomorrow, and I will go to the next city early in the morning."

Cheng Mu lowered his eyes in frustration.

Now, there was no one who could wake him up when he accidentally fell asleep.

Cheng Mu didn't want Fang Shuo to see the clues, so he quickly adjusted his mood and said to him, "Then I'll go and listen to it first, and we will go together when you are free."

Fang Shuo responded happily.

Cheng Mu looked through Shen Jinzhi's lecture schedule and found that his finance class was the first and second class tomorrow morning, and [-]:[-] happened to be the break time in the middle.

Even though he didn't want to get up early, wouldn't he have no place and attract attention if he went only after the second class?

—Then let’s go early.

Early the next morning, Cheng Mu arrived in the classroom.

There were only a dozen people in the classroom. What was different was that Shen Jinzhi had already arrived in the classroom.

Looking at the students around, Cheng Mu found a seat and sat down, deciding not to get close to Shen Jin in this situation.

As soon as he lowered his head, there was a sound of footsteps coming towards him.

"did you have breakfast?"

Shen Jinzhi's voice sounded from the top of his head, while Cheng Mu raised his eyes and looked over blankly, answering the other party's question: "Eh... I ate it."

The sound of the packaging bag was soft, Shen Jinzhi picked up the coffee in his hand, and put it on Cheng Muze's table: "I didn't expect you to come so early, I haven't drunk the coffee I bought in the morning, I hope you can help us with our business The Great Photographer Resist the temptation to sleep and don't fall asleep again."

These words reminded Cheng Mu of the embarrassing incident of the last time he came to rub the class, but fell asleep until the get out of class was over and was woken up by Shen Jinzhi, and his ears turned red from bottom to top.

"The sugar is in the bag, add it yourself."

With that said, Shen Jinzhi left, and when he passed by the first row, he took away a textbook that was on the table.

Cheng Mu hesitated for a while, but still drank the cup of coffee.

The cup of coffee was bitter, even though he had poured all the sugar packets in.

It's just that Cheng Mu probably never dreamed that with the double bonus of the will to learn and the caffeine factor, he would still fall asleep in class.

Once again, Shen Jinzhi woke him up.

The familiar scene was repeated, and Cheng Mu blinked dully.

He must have not woken up. How could such a shameful thing happen a second time?

At this moment, Shen Jinzhi was looking down at him, every muscle on his face subtly displayed the word "I can't laugh or cry".

"So—what did you experience in these two classes today?"

Shen Jinzhi's cold voice completely shattered Cheng Muze's last illusion.

Cheng Mu suddenly realized that he had really done such a stupid thing.

Cheng Mu got up in a panic, and accidentally touched the empty paper cup that had been filled with coffee with his arm.

Fortunately, he drank it all, and no coffee stains splashed out.

He picked up the empty paper cup, hemmed and hawed, not knowing how to explain.

At this time, Shen Jinzhi's cell phone vibrated.

Cheng Mu took a glance inadvertently, and it turned out that the caller was Chen Jiao.

His nerves tensed unconsciously.

Shen Jinzhi didn't avoid him, but turned to answer the phone.

"Going to find you now?"

Hearing this, Cheng Mu's already tense nerves tightened a few more degrees, and only the words "stop him" remained in his mind.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the mineral water he had brought and poured it into his mouth.

After taking two mouthfuls, I pretended to choke on the water, but after coughing, the water really got into my throat.

He felt the consequences of his own actions one after another, but Cheng Mu had no energy left to regret it.

The violent coughing masked the surrounding sounds, while Cheng Mu only vaguely heard "something", after which Shen Jinzhi hung up the phone and leaned towards him.

Shen Jinzhi patted him on the back gently.

"Don't talk, and don't cough too hard."

Cheng Mu coughed uncontrollably, feeling his entire chest vibrating.

"Adjust your breathing and be obedient."

The voice came to Cheng Muze's ears like an instruction.

Cheng Mu followed suit and really calmed down slowly.

Behind the back, Shen Jinzhi's hand was still caressing, gentle movements and worried emotions intertwined.

Cheng Mu laughed dryly, his voice hoarse from choking on the water.

"Is Teacher Shen busy?"

After asking, Cheng Mu felt that he had drunk too much tea, so he didn't want to hear Shen Jinzhi's answer.

But Shen Jinzhi replied very simply: "There's nothing else, I'm not in a hurry, so take your time and don't talk."

Cheng Mu closed his mouth and pursed his lips up and down.

He is... successful?

At some point, Shen Jinzhi pulled his hand away, and the two of them resumed their normal social distance, and the accident just now dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

Cheng Mu disturbed the meeting between Shen Jinzhi and Chen Jiao. He always felt that it was very meaningful, so that he was very happy when he returned to the studio, completely forgetting the embarrassing fact that he fell asleep in Professor Shen's class twice until the class was over. .

Nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, the bell at the door of the studio rang again.

"Wuli Orange, long time no see~"

It was Qin Yi, who hadn't seen anyone for a few days, appeared.

At this moment, Fang Shuo, who finished work early, was sorting out his things.

Qin Yi heard Cheng Mu mention Fang Shuo early in the morning, so he was not surprised when he saw him.In addition, he has always been acquainted, no matter who he is with, he can quickly get acquainted.

After chatting for a few words, Qin Yi distractedly swiped his phone.

After brushing and brushing, he actually found his name on the school's confession wall account.

"Hey!" He exclaimed, and hurriedly clicked on the anonymous confession that was submitted.

When he saw the first line of words, he was already floating.

"Confess to Qin Yi, the second class of finance, is the handsome guy short of a girlfriend? Look at me~"

Qin Yi bounced up from the chair excitedly, and leaned in front of Cheng Muze.Seeing him wiping the lens, he turned around and handed it to Fang Shuo.

"I've said before that sooner or later someone will discover my beauty. What is this? This is the fan girl who smashed the wall for me. It's the medal of the handsome guy. I'm the 'walking hormone'."

There were a lot of blank lines folded under the first line of the confession. After Fang Shuo unfolded it, he continued to read: "I really like you. Although you always skip classes, as long as I find you here, I will silently pay attention to you." I still remember the first time I met you, it was in the first class of Western Economics this semester..."

Hearing this, Qin Yi responded happily and suddenly changed his voice: "Wait, did you read it wrong? I skipped my class..."

"No." Fang Shuo handed back the phone, "Look for yourself."

When he really understood the specific content of that confession, Qin Yi's mood dropped directly from the peak to the bottom.

Especially when he caught a glimpse of the picture that accompanied his confession, he was in a bad mood.

In the sneak shot, it was Cheng Muze who was sleeping on the table.

At this moment, Cheng Mu had already put away the camera. He looked at Qin Yi, who had a face full of bitterness and hatred, and asked in a daze, "What are you talking about?"

Qin Yi walked up to Cheng Muze in three steps at a time, and threw the phone in front of him: "Cheng Muze! I'm accusing you of hurting me in real name!"

Qin Yi, who had eaten a foolish melon, hurried to Cheng Muze's side, and glanced at the comments.

Looking at it, Fang Shuo became even more confused: "What do these students mean when they say something about Mr. Shen in the comments?"

Cheng Mu looked down and found that the number of comments was skyrocketing.

Among them, the two with the largest number of replies are from the same account.

One read: "The photo was taken well."

The other is: "This student who didn't listen carefully in my class, please submit the review automatically."

This tone is clearly Shen Jinzhi.

The reply below is magical.

"What the devil."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"xswl, the scene of a large-scale confession rollover."

"Gorgeous can't stop my little brother's looks!"

"Fuck, confession count me in!"

"It's a good shot, don't take it next time."

"A new way of catching slips by Professor Shen."

"You need to be cautious when confessing your confession. If you are not careful, you will fail the exam."

"Does Mr. Shen actually look at the confession wall? Maybe Mr. Shen also saw me sneaking photos of him in class? Guilty.jpg"

Cheng Mu clicked on the photo that Professor Shen said was "good shot".

In his opinion, the composition of this picture is messy, the subject layers are unclear, and there are even problems with focusing. It is a complete waste film.

But in the next second, all his rational analysis was occupied by a detail in the photo.

In the photo, Shen Jinzhi was standing not far from him, his eyes fixed firmly on him.

Shen Jinzhi is... looking at him?

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Professor Shen Catch Love Rivals Online (Yes)