Eastern Star Spot
Chapter 12
"Liao Dongxing isn't quite right lately." Old Liu Gang said sharply in the office with the air conditioner blowing after class.
He felt it all.That's obviously overkill.
Ye Ban asked, "How did you find out?"
Lao Liu opened a takeaway, rice with fish-flavored shredded pork.
He took a deep breath very comfortably, and said while eating: "I have eyes. He used to finish painting anyway and sneaked up to sleep for a while. I opened and closed my eyes when I was in a good mood. Now I am drawing in class." The other end can touch the ground. Why are you so sleepy this night?"
He looks so bad, even though Ye Ban has the habit of looking directly into other people's eyes and chatting, he has to look away.
Losing his appetite, Leaf Spotted stared at the small box on the table in a daze for a while.
Old Liu snorted and ate, and when he was done, he punched Ye Ban with his elbow: "You talk to him."
With the taste of food in his mouth, Ye Ban ignored him: "You can talk about it yourself."
"Oh. I'm talking to him, is that called talking? That's a discussion!" Lao Liu said, "You don't want to see us fight, do you? I'm a serious teacher, so it's not suitable!"
"Now you know it's inappropriate?" Why did you go early.
Don't go to the Three Treasures Palace if you have nothing to do, and if something abnormal happens, there must be a demon.
Sure enough, Lao Liu said with some embarrassment: "The main thing is that I hit the corner of the table with my lower back a few days ago. I'm afraid I won't be able to do him because of the injury. How embarrassing..."
"..." Ye Ban had a headache, waved his hands and said, "Call him over."
Unexpectedly, he still underestimated the extent of Liu Xingsu's laziness. In order to save a few steps, this guy actually yelled in the corridor: "Liao Dongxing, come here—"
The qi sinks to the dantian, full of qi.
Everyone poked their heads out of the classroom window to watch.
You can guess, how could Liao Dongxing come over obediently.
If the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain.
Ye Ban hurriedly went to the classroom, just in time for dinner after class, everyone had almost left, so he blocked Liao Dongxing in the classroom.
"What's going on recently, isn't your condition very good?"
Liao Dongxing raised his eyes to look at him, his eyelids were thin, without excess fat, when he raised his eyes to look at people, it was as if the blinds were completely opened, and bright light came in, so bright that there was no shadow at all.
But when it was drooping, it was obscure, and there were occasional flashes of water in the half-closed eyelashes, maybe it was the trace left by the yawn just now.
Ye Ban suddenly felt a little soft-hearted, and her tone subconsciously softened: "Is there anything you can say to the teacher."
Liao Dongxing didn't accept his favor, he hurried to sleep.So he answered perfunctorily.
He didn't even know what he answered.
Ye Ban really frowned: "Look at the dark circles on your face, they all—"
"There are no dark circles, no." He interrupted.
Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard.
Ye Ban took out a small round mirror from his trouser pocket and handed it to him.
"...Yo, Mr. Ye, you still carry a makeup mirror with you, so be careful." Liao Dongxing gave a thumbs up.
Ye Ban said angrily, "Ms. Liu used it to pick his teeth."
Liao Dongxing really looked in the mirror, only seeing his sleepy eyes.
He smacked his lips and sighed, "I'm so handsome."
"What have you been doing lately?" Leaf Spotted asked.
"There is work at night."
"What job?"
Liao Dongxing didn't know how to say it, he just said vaguely: "A job with a lot of money."
There is no good job in the world that takes money for no reason. Either you are a thief or you sell your labor. No wonder you are so tired.
Ye Ban couldn't see him wasting his talent so much, and said, "Teach me honestly."
Liao Dongxing couldn't make such a promise, so he didn't speak.
Ye Ban took off the painting from his shelf, and said coldly, "What do you think?"
He glanced lazily and replied, "It's okay."
The paintings were spread out on the ground, and it was clear at a glance whether they were good or bad.The bright light is shining, it should be the sunlight peeking from outside the window.
"Then keep your painting, don't throw it away." Ye Ban said lightly, "Do you know why I put your painting on the ground?"
Aren't the reviews all on the ground?
Liao Dongxing realized that it might not be a good word, so he didn't answer it. Ye Ban didn't need him to agree, and without raising his eyes, he said to himself: "There is a word that can't be on the table. Plated gold is said elegantly. The Hall of Elegance, to put it bluntly, is that the mud can’t support the wall. I gave you a chance. If you don’t want to be good, there’s nothing you can do about it. Give me this kind of thing, no matter how good the painting is, give me a message first, You don't consider yourself a student."
Maybe he was so angry that his tone became harsh, and his eyebrows became thinner, wrinkled into a wet paper.
His anger was palpable, and for some reason, this anger made his face a little more vivid, and his dark eyes had just the right amount of moist highlights.
Liao Dongxing felt that he was a bit perverted, and he became angry and excited because of this.
"I saved face for you, I didn't say it in class, next time—if there is a next time, I will print out [-] copies of your work in full color and paste them on the walls of the corridor. Let's watch together, every day, and eat Sleeping and passing by is all your masterpiece. Did you hear that?"
He added fuel to the fire as if he didn't think it was enough: "I'll put this one away for you, and keep it well, so you don't have to throw it outside for cleaning. The auntie pokes her eyes when she looks at it. You don't take square dancing seriously."
He bent down to pick up the painting, holding one side with both hands and slowly and evenly rolled it into a tube shape.
Liao Dongxing laughed suddenly, and raised his eyes arrogantly. He was squatting, but looking up at people like this, his brows became sharper and his eyes became more serious: "You just want to provoke me, this level, huh."
He dodged the drawing paper with his hands, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can by the door without even looking at it: "You wait."
Ye Ban met his gaze, her left eyebrow moved slightly, she turned her expression away, and became the usual Mr. Ye again: "If you have any questions, you can come to me anytime."
Liao Dongxing didn't seem to appreciate it, and raised his middle finger angrily.
Ye Ban shook her head and laughed when she heard him slamming the door.
With this kind of dog temper, it is his fate to live to this day.
He looked at the trash can, and as soon as he walked out of the classroom, he heard someone in the aisle in front say loudly: "Auntie hates your paintings hahahahahahahaha, this teacher is a talent."
The voice was Liao Dongxing's friend Pan Guomao, tsk.
"I made a bet with Jiang Yu."
Jiang Yu is another boy in the class, who doesn't have a high sense of presence in Ye Ban's impression.
"What are you gambling?"
"Bet on when you'll have a fight."
"That kind of weak chicken." When he said this, Ye Spot could even imagine his expression, "I'll let him have two hands!"
Pan Guomao laughed maniacally: "Let two hands beat you with your feet?"
When he opened the office door, the first thing he saw was Lao Liu's feet on the desk. Seeing him looking over, he greeted him flexibly with his two big toes.
"Are you back?" He ate the popsicles filial to the students, and asked, "How was the chat?"
Ye Ban sat down: "I'm so mad."
Old Liu didn't even eat the popsicles, and said in surprise, "Are you going to die of anger?! I thought you'd already lost all your emotions and desires."
Leaf Spot: "What a mess."
"My master doesn't have your pure heart and asceticism." Lao Liu rarely comforted humanity, "Don't bother too much, little hairy children are awkward, don't pay attention to them, and you will be fine after a while."
He has seen too many examples, so he speaks with confidence.
Ye Ban sat for a while, then suddenly asked: "When you were eighteen or nineteen, did you know what you were doing every day?"
Old Liu thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't remember, it happened many years ago."
really weird.Obviously experiences increase with time, but memories decrease with time.
"What about you?" He asked back, "Old Ye, you should be from a good family, right?"
Ye Ban said: "Not bad."
As for the previous question, he went to school and worked step by step, dedicated to the school, devoted his spare time to hobbies such as saxophone and oil painting, and occasionally traveled around the world.There is no reference to his experience.
In a real sense, he is like most people.
Except that they are richer, they are just as boring and follow the crowd.
"Listen, it's still acceptable. At first glance, it looks like a cultural person with strict family education, which is different from people like us." Old Liu was speechless.
It would be a little ironic if someone said this, but when Lao Liu said it, it seemed like a joking statement, or a self-deprecating self-deprecation looking back at time: "I have no brains, my parents didn't teach this, Zhangjiajie's mountains and rivers raised me, rough one person."
He said that when he was poor, he didn't have a bitter face, but rather he was enjoying himself: "Although I am poor, my luck is quite good."
"luck?"
"It's luck, your destiny." Liu Xingsu ate the last bite of the popsicle, licked the wooden stick contentedly, flicked his two fingers, and the wooden stick hit the edge of the trash can accurately, and was transferred out.
Depressedly, he stood up and twirled the wooden stick and threw it into the trash can. He clapped his hands and said, "The luckiest people in the world naturally know what they want most. Some people get it, and some people don't get it."
Ye Ban was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, "Then I belong to another kind of luck—I don't have anything I particularly like or want, but I got them all."
He felt it all.That's obviously overkill.
Ye Ban asked, "How did you find out?"
Lao Liu opened a takeaway, rice with fish-flavored shredded pork.
He took a deep breath very comfortably, and said while eating: "I have eyes. He used to finish painting anyway and sneaked up to sleep for a while. I opened and closed my eyes when I was in a good mood. Now I am drawing in class." The other end can touch the ground. Why are you so sleepy this night?"
He looks so bad, even though Ye Ban has the habit of looking directly into other people's eyes and chatting, he has to look away.
Losing his appetite, Leaf Spotted stared at the small box on the table in a daze for a while.
Old Liu snorted and ate, and when he was done, he punched Ye Ban with his elbow: "You talk to him."
With the taste of food in his mouth, Ye Ban ignored him: "You can talk about it yourself."
"Oh. I'm talking to him, is that called talking? That's a discussion!" Lao Liu said, "You don't want to see us fight, do you? I'm a serious teacher, so it's not suitable!"
"Now you know it's inappropriate?" Why did you go early.
Don't go to the Three Treasures Palace if you have nothing to do, and if something abnormal happens, there must be a demon.
Sure enough, Lao Liu said with some embarrassment: "The main thing is that I hit the corner of the table with my lower back a few days ago. I'm afraid I won't be able to do him because of the injury. How embarrassing..."
"..." Ye Ban had a headache, waved his hands and said, "Call him over."
Unexpectedly, he still underestimated the extent of Liu Xingsu's laziness. In order to save a few steps, this guy actually yelled in the corridor: "Liao Dongxing, come here—"
The qi sinks to the dantian, full of qi.
Everyone poked their heads out of the classroom window to watch.
You can guess, how could Liao Dongxing come over obediently.
If the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain.
Ye Ban hurriedly went to the classroom, just in time for dinner after class, everyone had almost left, so he blocked Liao Dongxing in the classroom.
"What's going on recently, isn't your condition very good?"
Liao Dongxing raised his eyes to look at him, his eyelids were thin, without excess fat, when he raised his eyes to look at people, it was as if the blinds were completely opened, and bright light came in, so bright that there was no shadow at all.
But when it was drooping, it was obscure, and there were occasional flashes of water in the half-closed eyelashes, maybe it was the trace left by the yawn just now.
Ye Ban suddenly felt a little soft-hearted, and her tone subconsciously softened: "Is there anything you can say to the teacher."
Liao Dongxing didn't accept his favor, he hurried to sleep.So he answered perfunctorily.
He didn't even know what he answered.
Ye Ban really frowned: "Look at the dark circles on your face, they all—"
"There are no dark circles, no." He interrupted.
Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard.
Ye Ban took out a small round mirror from his trouser pocket and handed it to him.
"...Yo, Mr. Ye, you still carry a makeup mirror with you, so be careful." Liao Dongxing gave a thumbs up.
Ye Ban said angrily, "Ms. Liu used it to pick his teeth."
Liao Dongxing really looked in the mirror, only seeing his sleepy eyes.
He smacked his lips and sighed, "I'm so handsome."
"What have you been doing lately?" Leaf Spotted asked.
"There is work at night."
"What job?"
Liao Dongxing didn't know how to say it, he just said vaguely: "A job with a lot of money."
There is no good job in the world that takes money for no reason. Either you are a thief or you sell your labor. No wonder you are so tired.
Ye Ban couldn't see him wasting his talent so much, and said, "Teach me honestly."
Liao Dongxing couldn't make such a promise, so he didn't speak.
Ye Ban took off the painting from his shelf, and said coldly, "What do you think?"
He glanced lazily and replied, "It's okay."
The paintings were spread out on the ground, and it was clear at a glance whether they were good or bad.The bright light is shining, it should be the sunlight peeking from outside the window.
"Then keep your painting, don't throw it away." Ye Ban said lightly, "Do you know why I put your painting on the ground?"
Aren't the reviews all on the ground?
Liao Dongxing realized that it might not be a good word, so he didn't answer it. Ye Ban didn't need him to agree, and without raising his eyes, he said to himself: "There is a word that can't be on the table. Plated gold is said elegantly. The Hall of Elegance, to put it bluntly, is that the mud can’t support the wall. I gave you a chance. If you don’t want to be good, there’s nothing you can do about it. Give me this kind of thing, no matter how good the painting is, give me a message first, You don't consider yourself a student."
Maybe he was so angry that his tone became harsh, and his eyebrows became thinner, wrinkled into a wet paper.
His anger was palpable, and for some reason, this anger made his face a little more vivid, and his dark eyes had just the right amount of moist highlights.
Liao Dongxing felt that he was a bit perverted, and he became angry and excited because of this.
"I saved face for you, I didn't say it in class, next time—if there is a next time, I will print out [-] copies of your work in full color and paste them on the walls of the corridor. Let's watch together, every day, and eat Sleeping and passing by is all your masterpiece. Did you hear that?"
He added fuel to the fire as if he didn't think it was enough: "I'll put this one away for you, and keep it well, so you don't have to throw it outside for cleaning. The auntie pokes her eyes when she looks at it. You don't take square dancing seriously."
He bent down to pick up the painting, holding one side with both hands and slowly and evenly rolled it into a tube shape.
Liao Dongxing laughed suddenly, and raised his eyes arrogantly. He was squatting, but looking up at people like this, his brows became sharper and his eyes became more serious: "You just want to provoke me, this level, huh."
He dodged the drawing paper with his hands, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can by the door without even looking at it: "You wait."
Ye Ban met his gaze, her left eyebrow moved slightly, she turned her expression away, and became the usual Mr. Ye again: "If you have any questions, you can come to me anytime."
Liao Dongxing didn't seem to appreciate it, and raised his middle finger angrily.
Ye Ban shook her head and laughed when she heard him slamming the door.
With this kind of dog temper, it is his fate to live to this day.
He looked at the trash can, and as soon as he walked out of the classroom, he heard someone in the aisle in front say loudly: "Auntie hates your paintings hahahahahahahaha, this teacher is a talent."
The voice was Liao Dongxing's friend Pan Guomao, tsk.
"I made a bet with Jiang Yu."
Jiang Yu is another boy in the class, who doesn't have a high sense of presence in Ye Ban's impression.
"What are you gambling?"
"Bet on when you'll have a fight."
"That kind of weak chicken." When he said this, Ye Spot could even imagine his expression, "I'll let him have two hands!"
Pan Guomao laughed maniacally: "Let two hands beat you with your feet?"
When he opened the office door, the first thing he saw was Lao Liu's feet on the desk. Seeing him looking over, he greeted him flexibly with his two big toes.
"Are you back?" He ate the popsicles filial to the students, and asked, "How was the chat?"
Ye Ban sat down: "I'm so mad."
Old Liu didn't even eat the popsicles, and said in surprise, "Are you going to die of anger?! I thought you'd already lost all your emotions and desires."
Leaf Spot: "What a mess."
"My master doesn't have your pure heart and asceticism." Lao Liu rarely comforted humanity, "Don't bother too much, little hairy children are awkward, don't pay attention to them, and you will be fine after a while."
He has seen too many examples, so he speaks with confidence.
Ye Ban sat for a while, then suddenly asked: "When you were eighteen or nineteen, did you know what you were doing every day?"
Old Liu thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't remember, it happened many years ago."
really weird.Obviously experiences increase with time, but memories decrease with time.
"What about you?" He asked back, "Old Ye, you should be from a good family, right?"
Ye Ban said: "Not bad."
As for the previous question, he went to school and worked step by step, dedicated to the school, devoted his spare time to hobbies such as saxophone and oil painting, and occasionally traveled around the world.There is no reference to his experience.
In a real sense, he is like most people.
Except that they are richer, they are just as boring and follow the crowd.
"Listen, it's still acceptable. At first glance, it looks like a cultural person with strict family education, which is different from people like us." Old Liu was speechless.
It would be a little ironic if someone said this, but when Lao Liu said it, it seemed like a joking statement, or a self-deprecating self-deprecation looking back at time: "I have no brains, my parents didn't teach this, Zhangjiajie's mountains and rivers raised me, rough one person."
He said that when he was poor, he didn't have a bitter face, but rather he was enjoying himself: "Although I am poor, my luck is quite good."
"luck?"
"It's luck, your destiny." Liu Xingsu ate the last bite of the popsicle, licked the wooden stick contentedly, flicked his two fingers, and the wooden stick hit the edge of the trash can accurately, and was transferred out.
Depressedly, he stood up and twirled the wooden stick and threw it into the trash can. He clapped his hands and said, "The luckiest people in the world naturally know what they want most. Some people get it, and some people don't get it."
Ye Ban was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, "Then I belong to another kind of luck—I don't have anything I particularly like or want, but I got them all."
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