aren't we rivals

Yang Zhengfeng was relieved, the filming of the promotional film was settled, but because She Shan had returned to the capital and was not in Zewu, the matter had to be postponed for two days.

When Meng Chi told Yang Zile about this on WeChat, the boy immediately sent a dozen question marks in disbelief.

[You said my dad agreed?Still agree to appear on camera? 】

【Yes】

Meng Chi typed and replied: [So don't worry about this anymore, just study hard.The college entrance examination is coming soon, do you know that? 】

Yang Zile got a headache when he heard that he was studying, so he sent a series of ellipses, plus a "tch", and a sentence: [It seems that you are his real son.I say he scolds me, you say he agrees. 】

Looking at this sour sentence, Meng Chi couldn't help but laugh.

【What are you talking about】

[It's not like you don't know that your dad has a knife mouth and a tofu heart. The more you oppose him, the more he opposes it. 】

After all, every time there is a quarrel, it is also because the two people come back and forth and refuse to give in to each other.It was also wrong for Yang Zile to speak rudely, and the remorse and guilt in his heart emerged, so he didn't say anything, and after a few minutes he replied: [I'll go home for dinner tomorrow night, and I'll make an apology to him. 】

Meng Chi laughed: [That's right. 】

After turning off the phone, Meng Chi came out from the rest room, and then saw Song Min in the lobby of the teahouse.Song Min was sitting at the tea table near the yard. Seeing Meng Chi coming out, he raised his lowered eyebrows and called out, "Old Meng...Brother Meng."

Perhaps it was because the address became blunt, Meng Chi didn't feel that he was surprised to see him, but rather embarrassed.But Meng Chi still walked over with a smile.

"You came to see me?" Meng Chi asked.

"Well, I have something to do with you." Song Min nodded, and Meng Chi noticed that his eyebrows frowned slightly, and the complicated expression flashed away, as if he felt a little hard to say.

"What's the matter?" Meng Chi asked again.

"I want to learn how to make tea." After Song Min finished speaking, seeing Meng Chi's eyebrows raised slightly, he added, "My grandma's birthday is next week, and I want to make tea for her myself."

Meng Chi nodded clearly, and Song Min asked again, "Are you willing to teach me?"

Being looked at by Song Min with such a pitiful expression like a puppy, Meng Chi really couldn't say no to it, especially thinking that Song Min might not really want to come to him for help, after all, he is with Yu Tingzhi now, In a sense, he can be regarded as Song Min's rival in love.

In just two short months, the relationship between the three people was completely reversed, which is quite funny.

Meng Chi and him hadn't reached the point where they couldn't get along with each other. Since Song Min had put down his face and asked him for help, he had no choice but to agree.

Song Min had been exposed to tea making when he was doing research, so he didn't need to teach the basic tea sets, but started with the tea making etiquette and process.Now Meng Chi didn't take the opportunity to increase physical contact like before, even if he taught him hand in hand, he just went to the end.

However, although Song Min studied very seriously, his technique was still very rusty.Meng Chi taught him for more than an hour, and it was almost evening.Song Min also offered to invite Meng Chi to dinner as a thank you gift, but Meng Chi declined, saying that he had an appointment tonight.

Song Min nodded regretfully, moved his lips twice, as if he wanted to ask who he had an appointment with, but he didn't ask in the end.

Meng Chi glanced at the time and saw that it was only half an hour before Yu Ting got off work, so he took Song Min back to school on the way.

Song Min made an appointment with him for the next study time, and watched him go to the No. 6 teaching building of the Art Academy.

Meng Chi has been to Zewu University many times, but he has never entered the teaching area.It's class time now, and the campus is very quiet, except for the occasional lectures of a few loud teachers.

Probably every school has a boulevard with tall maple trees on both sides. The scenery changes with the seasons, green and lush in spring and summer, and orange awns wither in autumn and winter.

Meng Chi was walking on this road, with green green above his head surrounded by a blue sky, white clouds, and high-flying birds.Fragments of sunlight cast from the gap, and the mottled light jumped on him.

Seeing the students listening carefully in the classroom and listening to the knowledge narrated by the teacher, Meng Chi felt a little nostalgic for the student days he hadn't cherished for a long time, and at the same time, there was a little yearning in his heart.

He didn't look at it for long, the continuous vibration of the phone brought him back to his mind.Meng Chi lowered his head and took out his phone, and saw the message from Chen Yan on WeChat.

【How did you come? 】

【Oh, come to see Teacher Yu】

This asks itself.

Meng Chi was speechless for a second, then raised his head and looked into the classroom beside him, trying to see where Chen Yan saw him, and the phone vibrated again.

【Front, front classroom】

Meng Chi quickly locked onto the classroom Chen Yan was talking about, and as soon as he approached the window closest to him, he heard a familiar voice speaking unfamiliar words.Meng Chi looked up, and saw a familiar person in front of the podium diagonally ahead.

Yu Tingzhi is wearing a beige casual suit today, with a white shirt underneath, his forehead combed back, revealing a full forehead and beautiful eyebrows, gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, the light on the lenses covers the arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes , showing a bit of gentleness.

With one hand in his pocket and a red laser pointer in the other, he was talking about the style inheritance of the painting to the projection on the blackboard.

Meng Chi had never seen Yu Ting in class, and now he just took a look and couldn't look away.

Probably because the podium has a special magnetic field, which can make the identity of "teacher" concrete, and make people unconsciously look at the people standing on it with a filter of awe.Therefore, in Meng Chi's eyes, Yu Tingzhi's sense of gentleness and purity became stronger and stronger.

But seeing Yu Tingzhi like this, Meng Chi's mind was full of his wandering appearance when he was in a state of innocence. Comparing the two sides, Meng Chi's mood suddenly became subtle.

Teacher Yu's current appearance is too "pretentious", which makes people want to tear off his gentle appearance and see a completely different style of profligacy.

【Look at your nympho】

【[picture]】

Chen Yan sent two more messages. Meng Chi looked at himself in the high-fuzzy photo, feeling a little embarrassed, and tapped his phone to reply: [You want to fail the exam, right? 】

【Tsk, being a teacher's wife is awesome】

【I'm going to blow pillow wind to Teacher Yu】

Meng Chi: "..."

Meng Chi rolled his eyes, and was about to stop replying, when Chen Yan sent another sentence: [You want to watch Teacher Yu's class, why don't you come in and watch it]

[If you put it there and stand there, the whole class will be able to enjoy a nympho wild scene later]

Meng Chi squinted his eyes, looked around, and finally saw Chen Yan precisely near the back door.

This classroom is very big, but there are not many students in class, so the back rows are empty. Chen Yan is sitting in the last row. On the left is one of his roommates who have a good relationship, and the right is empty.

Chen Yan looked up at him, patted the empty seat next to him, made a "come in" mouth shape to him, and pointed to the open back door.

Then Meng Chi received a sentence: [Don't you want to go back to Teacher Yu's back door? 】

Meng Chi: "..."

Probably because the yellow waste in his mind developed some strange play imaginations, Meng Chi really made a detour and slipped in through the back door of the classroom.

The voice of Yu Tingzhi lecturing on the podium paused for a moment, and when his eyes flicked past Meng Chi, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When Meng Chi looked at him, he blinked.

Yu Tingzhi's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to talk about the birth of ancient art, as if he wasn't tickled by Meng Chi's wink.

A beautiful teacher came to the art academy. When the news first spread, almost every time Yu Ting attended class, people from other classes would come over to take the class.Until Yu Tingzhi's perverted teaching style became known to everyone, fewer and fewer talents came here for his fame.

Even so, there are still some people who are skilled and bold, and come to peek at the beauty.So the students who Meng Chi sneaked into the classroom were not surprised, only a few female students took a second look at him because they thought he was handsome.

Meng Chi had never attended a class like a student before in a university classroom, and he was inexplicably agitated, and couldn't help but sit upright, in stark contrast to Chen Yan, who was sitting next to him with a lazy posture.

After Meng Chi came in, Chen Yan was still playing with his phone with his head down, but lowered his voice and whispered in Meng Chi's ear: "Look at it to your heart's content, I hope you can be hard on him when you go back after listening to this class."

Meng Chi: "..."

"This mouth of yours should be sealed."

Chen Yan curled his lips, and continued to play with his mobile phone with his head down, leaving afterimages with both fingers.

Meng Chi, who was sitting upright, stared at Yu Tingzhi on the podium without blinking. His eyes moved with his movement, watching the slender lines of his long legs when he walked around; watching him bend slightly He arched his waist and buttocks when he was playing with the mouse; look at him standing on the edge of the lecture table, stretching the back of his clear knuckles.

Everywhere reminded Meng Chi of some yellow waste, but in this serious class, he could only suppress it with great effort.

When Yu Tingzhi opened a video courseware to play, Chen Yan who was next to him suddenly threw his mobile phone into the book with his hands, and even cursed.

"What's the matter with you?" Meng Chi turned his head, just in time to see that his phone hadn't been turned off. On the dialogue page on the screen, there were red exclamation points in front of the green frames, and at the top of the page was written "hairy monster". words.

Seeing this name, Meng Chi thought of that long-haired boy named Zhou Wan.

So the highly skilled Da Meng 1 - Chen Yan, is still on the blacklist.

"People still ignore you?" Meng Chi glanced at Chen Yan a little amusedly, this was the first time he had seen him look so aggrieved.

Hearing this, Chen Yan snorted disdainfully: "Who cares, except for the face and buttocks, I can only see the bones, and I don't even think he's bad, he still..."

Although Chen Yan didn't finish speaking, Meng Chi, who accidentally heard the wall, already knew what he was going to say.

"Stupid ribs." Chen Yan became angrier as he thought about it, and cursed again.

Meng Chi: "..."

Judging from the previous relationship between the two sides, whether it is height or stature, Zhou Wan is a normal male and is definitely not thin. The description of "Sparse Ribs" is definitely a derogation by Chen Yanhan.

The matter of Chen Yan and Zhou Wan belonged to other people's privacy after all. Chen Yan didn't mention it, and Meng Chi didn't ask too much.

"Pay attention to quality?"

Chen Yan snorted, moved closer to Meng Chi's side, and almost whispered into his ear, "Let me tell you, I didn't beat him because I was generous. Like him, he doesn't admit it after sleeping. The scumbag-"

"Chen Yan."

The video courseware was paused at some point, the classroom was silent, and Yu Tingzhi's cold voice interrupted Chen Yan's complaint.

Yu Tingzhi's eyes calmly fell on the two people whispering to each other in the last row, and asked, "Tell me, what significance does the painting that appeared in the video have for the development of art in this period?"

"Ah?" Chen Yan met Yu Tingzhi's cold eyes inexplicably, and subconsciously glanced at Meng Chi next to him.

Meng Chi: "..." What are you looking at me for, I don't know.

Looking at the tall and tall Yu Tingzhi on the podium, Meng Chi suddenly understood why those students were afraid of Teacher Yu.

Such a cold-faced Teacher Yu looked over with Qing Lingling's condescending gaze, which really made people feel a little frightened.

"Don't know?" Yu Tingzhi asked again.

Chen Yan, who was absent in class, could only keep silent.He knows what a fart, he only knows that his kindness is not rewarded!

After two or three seconds of silence, Yu Tingzhi's clear voice sounded again: "Submit two final papers, one with a topic of your choice, and one with the topic of the courseware just now."

Chen Yan: "...?"