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The teacher-student volleyball match ended perfectly, and the Volleyball Association also wrote a special push, thanking Xu Jiangtong for his participation.

Anyone who has watched the game knows that there is a teacher in the Academy of Fine Arts who is handsome and can play, and the public opinion about wearing long hair has also been suppressed.

After returning home, Xu Jiangtong fell into a drowsy sleep all night.When I woke up the next day, my phone was full of little red dots.He made a cup of coffee, went to the computer and opened the mailbox.

It turned out to be an invitation to the International Sculpture Exhibition.Seeing the silhouette of "Gate of the Earth" on the dark blue page, Xu Jiangtong's thoughts drifted back to two years ago.

At that time, he had just graduated, and with the help of his tutor's studio, he created a large-scale sculpture with the theme of peace. With his vivid imagination, he shined in international competitions and was honored as "the most promising young sculptor in the 21st century".

Since then, his name has spread throughout Europe, and many collectors have paid a lot of money to find him to customize works.But making sculptures is a physical activity, coupled with recurring conjunctivitis, it is inevitable that I cannot do what I want.

To make matters worse, his inspiration was gradually drying up.Afterwards, I drew some drafts in bits and pieces, but I can never regain the feeling of coherence at that time.

After thinking again and again, he gave up the generous treatment of the Academy of Fine Arts and avoided the attention of the media to come to Asia.Unexpectedly, it was Jingzhou's turn to host the exhibition this year. The organizing committee learned that he was working locally and invited him to participate as a guest.

Xu Jiangtong felt a dull pain in his temple after reading the invitation letter.

In the past year, he has not had any outstanding works. If this state continues, he will undoubtedly be ashamed on the international stage.But equally, he didn't want to admit that his talent was just a flash in the pan.

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Jiangtong decided to give them an answer in a few days.

As a result, the temperature in Jingzhou dropped sharply the next day, Xu Jiangtong lost his appetite, and fell ill within a few days.

Students are busy near the end of the term, and it is not convenient for the academic affairs to adjust courses.Xu Jiangtong took some medicine casually, thinking that the cold would be cured soon.

But today seemed to be very cold. He was wrapped in three clothes, and his hands and feet were still cold.It snowed for two days in a row, and the snow hadn't had time to be cleared. He stepped on the snow in depths and shallows, and the 5-minute journey was extremely long.

Walking into the warm classroom, it was a stuffy airflow.Xu Jiangtong resisted the violent vomiting and opened the window to ventilate.

After 1 minute, the classmate sitting in the front row raised his hand and said, "Teacher, can you close the window?"

"Don't you think the classroom is boring?" Xu Jiangtong asked back.

"But the wind outside is so cold, it will catch a cold."

"Yes, yes..." The students agreed one after another.

Xu Jiangtong closed the window helplessly.

The moment he looked up at the classroom, Tao Xihong's figure flashed in his mind.Before taking elective courses, he would sit in the first row early and wait for him, and he would observe his emotions and say some comforting words.

But it's better not to let him see the sickness.

Xu Jiangtong collected his mind and picked up the loudspeaker to give a lecture.

It takes a long time to react to the familiar content before it can be organized into words. Later, Xu Jiangtong felt that the air around him was extremely thin, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't breathe enough oxygen.

His body temperature seemed to rise, and his head hurt badly. His slight panting was amplified by the headset, and it fluctuated in the small and dull classroom.

Xu Jiangtong wanted to put the loudspeaker back, but when he turned around, the light from the projector flashed into his eyes.Fortunately, he quickly supported the edge of the podium, and glanced at his watch by the way - there are 15 minutes left, if get out of class is over now, it is a teaching accident.

Have to find a way to say something relevant to the class.

"Someone asked me about the process of turning over a sculpture before, so let's use today's spare time to show you a documentary."

This is an interview with a foreign sculptor. Although it is a documentary, the shooting technique is as detailed as a movie.Xu Jiangtong watched it over and over several times before, and he is familiar with every scene, so he can use it to distract his attention.

The sound of the film sounded, and the students got up to turn off the lights one after another. The dark classroom built a natural barrier for him.Xu Jiangtong took out his chair and sat down, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, letting go of his thoughts.

The classroom quickly quieted down, and the students were engrossed in enjoying the film, and they didn't notice anything strange about him.

Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, everyone packed their schoolbags as usual, got up and left.Of course, there is no shortage of students who are fascinated by watching. Lai stayed in the classroom.

"I have something to do tonight, please go back first, and I will upload the complete video to the system later." Xu Jiangtong could only find excuses to urge them.

"Alright, teacher, be careful on the road." The rest of the students obediently packed their schoolbags and said goodbye to him.

It wasn't until the last student left the classroom that Xu Jiangtong was completely relieved, curled up in disappointment, and lay down on the podium.

The wind howled outside the house, and the snowflakes were blown into oblique lines in the air, and were slammed onto the windows tragically, breaking into small ice slags.

How are we going back tonight?Xu Jiangtong held his hot head and was so dazed that he was about to fall asleep.

"Xu Jiangtong!" A familiar voice came from his ear, and a tall figure rushed into the classroom and patted him on the shoulder, "Are you all right?"

"I..." He raised his head with difficulty, recognized the owner of the voice by the light of the video, and asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"

"Are you still ashamed to ask? If I don't come, you're going to faint." Tao Xihong spoke very fast, scolding him like a cannonball.

Xu Jiangtong denied it categorically, and forced himself to stand up: "I didn't..."

Before the word "thing" could be uttered, he couldn't hold onto the podium because of the cold sweat in his palms, and his body suddenly lost support and fell straight forward.

Tao Xihong hurried over to catch his falling body.

In an instant, it was like a scalding iron ball falling into cold water, making a screeching sound, and an indescribable chemical reaction ran between the two of them, consuming the last oxygen.

"I never believed in love at first sight until I met the first sculpture of life."

"He is so completely mine, loyal and eternal."

"He will allow you to make mistakes, and wait until you are riddled with holes and suddenly appear behind him and say—"

"Welcome home, honey."

The still-playing documentary became the only source of light in the field of vision, and the sculptor was happily telling his story.

Tao Xihong keenly grasped that line, and suddenly leaned over and said to him, "Teacher, I'm here to take you home."

Xu Jiangtong buried himself in his soft clothes, closed his eyes resignedly, and realized that what he committed today was not a teaching accident, but an unauthorized taboo.

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So, if you are sick, you should rest.