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The moment he walked out of the classroom, Xu Jiangtong glanced at the little boy beside the podium from the corner of the door and the corridor.

To be honest, tonight's topic changed his view of Tao Xihong.

He showed so many nude body molds to more than 40 students in the sculpture department, and no one ever discussed the topic of art and sex with himself, or questioned the content of the class.

Probably because I was afraid of contradicting the teacher, which led to an ugly final review.

But those who study art are afraid to speak out because they are afraid that their own interests will be damaged. How can they take social responsibility in the future?

On the first day when Xu Jiangtong picked up the carving knife, the first teacher told himself that they are artists of society, and what they carve is the blood of the whole city.

This is something that the students he is teaching are missing, but Tao Xihong is faintly shining.

After washing and opening the mailbox, he received the first good news of this month—the approval of the research funding has been approved. The head of the department said that his project is very new and he hopes to make results as soon as possible.

Xu Jiangtong sat paralyzed in front of the computer, breathed a sigh of relief, and sent an email to the teacher of the Physical Education College overnight.

It is estimated that the professors of the Institute of Physical Education will also be amazed when they see this project.

When Xu Jiangtong was a Ph.D. student, his research direction was artistic dynamic anatomy. Simply put, he used instruments to capture the data of human movement, build models to restore the operating mode of muscles, and better create sculptures with movement trends.

This is an interdisciplinary subject that intersects art and biology, anatomy and kinematics. It is a completely blank field in traditional art studies, and it is also a bold attempt made by his doctoral supervisor at that time.

Therefore, after leaving the laboratory, his research fell into a bottleneck.Fortunately, the Central Academy of Fine Arts finally expanded its enrollment and took in this unlucky boy.

Yangli has the best medical school in the country, and there is a team that has won the national college volleyball league championship. It is simply grabbing experimental materials everywhere.

It's just a pity that before it even started, it had formed a relationship with the volleyball team's live treasure.

The next day, the teacher of the Physical Education Institute gave a reply, and the two made an appointment to meet to discuss specific matters.

Xu Jiangtong first explained his project in detail, telling him his plans and needs.The old professor Sheng Yongkang admired his talent very much, and said that he has several PhDs in similar fields who can help with some work.

Things are going very well.After hearing what he said, Xu Jiangtong felt that the days of running around with his resume were about to end.

"By the way, Xiao Jiang." After finishing the academic topic, the old professor couldn't help but gossip, "Do you usually like sports?"

Why is this problem again?Xu Jiangtong smiled awkwardly: "Why do you ask that?"

"A person who studies art is willing to choose such a difficult cross-topic research, wouldn't he have no affection for sports?"

"Your eyes are really sharp." In front of the teacher, he couldn't be fooled anymore, and said truthfully, "I did practice volleyball when I was young, but now I don't touch it much."

"Hey, what a pity." The teacher said with emotion, "The strongest thing in our school is volleyball."

Xu Jiangtong nodded in confusion, "I know."

"What position did you play before?"

"Second pass."

"Oh! That's just right." The old professor suddenly raised his tone, "Our team happens to be short of a setter."

"What team?" Xu Jiangtong was confused and almost doubted his Chinese level.

"Xiaojiang, you don't know yet. Our school has a tradition. Every year before the start of the volleyball competition, we will arrange a friendly match between teachers and school team students, which means passing the torch from generation to generation." Sheng Yongkang introduced it to him excitedly, " The volleyball coaches in the sports academy are all retired from the national team, and one teacher has a serious leg injury and cannot play, and now the team lacks a setter."

The teacher spoke impassionedly and fast, which to Xu Jiangtong's ears sounded like a deadly question for the CET-[-] Chinese proficiency test.

After sorting out the information in his mind for a long time, he answered, "You want me to play volleyball on behalf of the teacher?"

"Correct."

"But I haven't participated in an official game for seven years. Besides, the setter needs to organize the offense and control the team's game rhythm, which requires him to understand every player on the field..." Xu Jiangtong hesitated to speak, and almost quit It's written all over your face.

"That's why there is a saying that friendship is first and competition is second." Sheng Yongkang leaned forward and patted his shoulder, although he could still squeeze a little muscle through his clothes.

"The figure is very good. I haven't played for many years and I still maintain it so well." Sheng Yongkang continued, "Anyway, you need the help of Coach Gao to collect data. It's better to get to know him early. Let's take you to the volleyball court. It just so happens that you are wearing it today." Great for exercising."

"..." Xu Jiangtong didn't know how to answer.

He is 184 cm tall. Although he doesn't have big muscles, he doesn't have a trace of fat on his body. He looks lean and powerful.I wore a thin sweater today, and the jacket is also a sweatshirt. I really look like a person who exercises regularly.

"Okay." After a while, he finally squeezed out a little smile and followed Sheng Yongkang out of the office.

"I heard that you still teach elective courses in the school. Is there a candidate for our sports institute?" On the way, Sheng Yongkang still did not forget to chat with him.

Xu Jiangtong didn't pay special attention to this. When he mentioned the elective course, there was only one person's name in his mind: "Tao Xihong from the volleyball team, you should know him."

"Hey, that's more than just acquaintance, but too familiar." Sheng Yongkang laughed and said, "This kid is so strong, he is serious about everything, he is a good seed. You must get along well with him!"

"Hmm..." Xu Jiangtong pouted speechlessly, still planning to save the old professor some face, "He is very serious, and he is sitting in the first row interacting with me."

Sheng Yongkang nodded in satisfaction.

Now is the time for the team's evening training, and the divisional competition of the volleyball competition is about to start, and every college is working overtime to prepare.

Sure enough, when I walked into the volleyball hall, I could see people in uniforms training from a distance.

Sheng Yongkang walked to the sidelines and said hello: "Xiao Gao, come here."

A tall man came in response—Gao Xun, the former main attacker of the national team, and now the head coach of the school team.

Standing between the two, Sheng Yongkang explained Xu Jiangtong's purpose.

After listening to his introduction, Gao Xun extended his hand enthusiastically: "You are welcome to cooperate with us, and I hope that your research can bring more scientific guidance to the team members' training."

"Don't dare." Xu Jiangtong shook hands with him politely.

The powerful big hands wrapped around him, and he could feel the confrontation between the two forces in an instant.

Seeing the harmonious conversation between the two, Sheng Yongkang was very pleased: "Xiao Jiang can also play volleyball, or setter, would you like it?"

"Really?" Gao Xun raised his spirits immediately, as if he hit it off.

Xu Jiangtong was embarrassed by their groundless enthusiasm.

He shook his head: "I'm already very rusty."

"How do you know if you don't try?" A familiar voice came from the court, and Tao Xihong stood behind them holding the ball at some point.

Gao Xun immediately changed his face when he heard the words, turned around and reprimanded: "Why do you desert for a few minutes without me!"

"Didn't you see an acquaintance?" He threw a wink at Xu Jiangtong with a playful smile, and asked Xingshi, "Coach, this is the elective teacher who made me skip late training."

"..." Xu Jiangtong stood there awkwardly.

"Teachers should be strict with students." Gao Xun helped Xu Jiangtong speak, and hit his head with a backing board.

"Then I won't ask for leave with you on Tuesday night, just run away?" Tao Xihong turned to look at Xu Jiangtong with a smirk on his face, "Teacher, are you really good at playing?"

As soon as the words fell, a volleyball flew towards him.

Xu Jiang caught the ball reflexively.

"A serve first?" Tao Xihong asked, pretending to be a coach.

Xu Jiangtong thought he didn't have much affection for volleyball, but when he touched the rough ball, he heard the voice surging in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he tucked the hem of his clothes into his trousers, and walked out of the back line with the ball.

Throwing the ball, approaching the run, taking off... the muscle memory engraved in the DNA is still clear.

But at the moment when he jumped to the highest point, overlooked the entire stadium, and his mind went blank for a moment——

"Carol, stop drawing, let's go play together."

"You learn things so fast, teach me."

……

A familiar voice invaded his consciousness.

Xu Jiangtong involuntarily lost his mind.

When he came back to his senses, the ball had already hit the net due to the wrong point of force, and he was happily bouncing around the field.

Seeing the ball slowly rolling towards his feet, Xu Jiangtong bit his lip silently.

Industry specializing in surgery.

He played in front of Tao Xihong, which was tantamount to playing tricks.

"Coach Gao, I really can't do it." He sincerely shied away.

"A man can't say he can't do it!" Before the leaders could speak, Tao Xihong took the lead to stand up and encourage him, "At least the posture is quite standard."

"Let's talk about the second pass, as long as you know how to pass the ball."

At the end of the sentence, he cheerfully added the second half of the sentence, writing encouragement, reading it as sarcasm, and his embarrassing old face was full-teacher, no, hee hee.

Xu Jiangtong's accumulated goodwill instantly turned into a negative number.

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Read it aloud with me, Teacher Xiao Jiang, no!whee!