Don't think of rebirth.

Shi Guanghui finally remembered Koshik's name. Bao Qingsong was driven crazy and wrote it directly on a sticky note, which stuck to the back of his hand with a "pop".

Shi Guanghui put the sticky note on the desk and stared at it for the entire class, relying on visual memory to remember Koshik's name.

Yao Shali said to him solemnly: "I recommend you a book."

"What?" Shi Guanghui was a little confused. Why was he suddenly pushing a book to him?

"One Hundred Years of Solitude," said Yao Shali.

Shi Guanghui was silent for a while: "Even I know how complicated the relationships between the characters are, and how long the names of people in Latin American literature are."

Yao Shali immediately ran back to her seat, fearing that Shi Guanghui would get angry if she ran too slowly.

Fortunately, after Shi Guanghui changed the WeChat note of Ke Xike to his real name, he no longer had to worry about making a mistake.

He did not send Koshik any study books or tutorials, but instead sent him a lot of photos. Through the differences in the pictures, he allowed Koshik to more intuitively understand the differences caused by various conditions when taking photos.

Koshik was flattered. Could he really get this level of instruction for free? Should he pay a tuition fee?

Then again, Shi Guang is such a good painter! He is not shy at all!

Shi Guanghui himself didn't care at all. He felt that what he taught was quite simple. After all, Koshik was taking photos with a mobile phone.

And as Koshik said, photography is something that depends on the photographer's own interpretation and explanation. Shi Guanghui and Koshik have different understandings, so the photos they take are definitely different.

Koshik was nervous for a few days, and during the break, he ran to the door of Class 3 and decided to become the apprentice.

As soon as Bao Qingsong saw Ke Xike, combined with what happened to Shi Guanghui last time, he immediately guessed that he was here to find Shi Guanghui.

He spoke first: "Are you here to see Shi Guanghui?"

Koshik was nervously preparing his words. When he heard this, he was stunned: "Ah? Hmm, hmm."

Could this boy be a mind reader? How did he know who he was looking for?

The atmosphere in Class 5 of Grade 2, where Koshik is studying, is not bad, it can only be described as normal.

Most students will get along better with their neighbors at the same table. They will remember the names of the class leaders or class representatives, but forget about the others.

So Koshik never imagined that there would be a class like Class 3 with such a friendly atmosphere.

"Okay, I'll call him." Bao Qingsong nodded, turned around and called directly, "Shi Guanghui!"

Because of Shi Guanghui's surname, no one would call him that when everyone jokingly used names like "Lao Bao" or "Lao Xu".

Who would call a classmate "Teacher (Shi)"? Isn't that taking advantage of others?

So everyone calls him by his full name. Of course, those who have a better relationship with him will just call him “Guang Hui”.

Shi Guanghui was copying down the wrong words from dictation in the last English class, with a look of bitterness and resentment on his face. When he heard Bao Qingsong calling him, he looked up and saw Ke Xik standing at the door.

He blurted out: "Corgi, cough cough cough! Koshik, why are you here?"

After shouting, Shi Guanghui wiped a sweat in his heart. It was a close call. He clearly never made any mistakes when typing, so how could he have shouted wrong?

Fan Ziran was sitting in front of him and heard everything clearly. When Shi Guanghui was remembering his name, he had also heard Shi Guanghui repeat it countless times and his ears were almost callused.

I didn't expect that what I said now would be wrong. If Fan Ziran hadn't covered his mouth and lay down in time, I would have laughed out loud.

Ke Xike didn't hear the word "Corgi" clearly. After hearing Shi Guanghui cough a few times, he thought he had scared him. He clenched his fists nervously and said, "Well, I wanted to say that you have taken care of me recently, so I wanted to express my gratitude."

Shi Guanghui walked to the classroom door and pulled him to the small garden outside to chat.

"You don't have to be so polite," Shi Guanghui said, "I didn't really teach you anything."

In Shi Guanghui's opinion, he did not teach Koshik how to shoot step by step, but only explained the theoretical content. Most of the time, it still depended on Koshik's own understanding.

So when Koshik expressed his gratitude so solemnly, Shi Guanghui would feel embarrassed.

"No, no, no, I must!" Koshik shook his head quickly, "I came here today and I want to become your disciple."

Shi Guanghui paused: "Want to be my disciple?"

"Yes, I want you to be my teacher." Koshik said seriously.

I have to say, the word "teacher" sounds very exciting.

Of course, even though he was moved, Shi Guanghui was too embarrassed to say anything. He waved his hands and said, "It's really not that exaggerated."

"No, teacher, for me, it is really a great pleasure that someone finally told me the knowledge I want to learn. I want to express my gratitude!" Koshik was a little anxious.

Shi Guanghui finally couldn't resist Ke Xik's enthusiasm, but he just accepted it and told Ke Xik not to call him like that in normal times.

Ke Xike left happily, leaving Shi Guanghui to return to the classroom in a daze and walk towards Gu Qinghuan's seat.

"Class monitor, what do you think Ke Xike wants to do by asking me to be his teacher?" Shi Guanghui asked.

Gu Qinghuan thought for a moment: "Given his situation...he wants to gain recognition, right?"

"Koshik's family didn't let him learn photography, so he just studied it secretly, and his classmates weren't interested in his hobby either."

"Now that you, a person of authority in his eyes, are teaching him and have agreed to be his teacher, it's like you've received some kind of certification."

"For example, if a chef who is responsible for preparing a certain state banquet dish accepts you as his apprentice, would you think you have the talent to be a chef and are willing to delve into the study of food?"

Shi Guanghui looked at Gu Qinghuan and felt that if he were replaced by the class monitor, he would only be able to sneak into the kitchen, build good relationships with the senior sisters and brothers, and eat and drink for free.

But he still nodded: "Yes."

Gu Qinghuan continued, "Of course, it is also possible that Ke Xike feels that as a student, if the teacher has any problems, he can solve them for you in exchange for paying some tuition or something."

"If you put it that way, I think there is another possibility," Shi Guanghui thought thoughtfully, "Does he think that if I accept him as my student, I will teach him more?"

Jiang Chuchu was listening in the back and decided to interrupt.

She said tactfully: "With Koshik's simple personality, he probably doesn't have such little thoughts."

After all, this possibility is based on Kohick's suspicion that Shi Guanghui is hiding something. Looking at Kohick's current level of photography, he probably doesn't even know what "private" things there are to hide, right?

Shi Guanghui thought about it and it made sense, so he just ignored it.

Isn’t it good to have more students? The key point is the title of “teacher”, it sounds great.

He was planning to take Koshik around the school during lunch break or after school today to have some "actual practice" and teach him face to face.

Although Koshik's family situation is somewhat complicated, he loves photography so much that Shi Guanghui, as a fellow enthusiast, must of course support him.

Shi Guanghui returned to his seat, spread out the draft paper, and sorted out the scenes in the school that could make good photos.

Students are the glory of their teachers, and he wants to bring Koshik out!

It would be best to take beautiful photos and slap Koshik’s parents in the face with actual results!