I’m Really a Superstar

The scene.

Several teachers are everywhere to "catch people," and Professor Yan of the Chinese Department is also helping with accountability.

Putting the student wearing a baseball cap, Bai Yi certainly can't just count it. If something big is out, he must grab a few to kill a hundred. He has started looking around for someone else, sweeping over. North college students have been dodging, and several are also very guilty. Bai Yi looked at him for a long while, and caught a person, pointing to a male student not far from the crowd. "You, you just got a fierce, full of dirty words."

The student snorted.

"Which is your name?" Bai Yi said coldly.

That is a junior high school student. Seeing Bai Yi really wants to take a typical punishment, the punishment may not be too light, and the schoolmaster who is only swearing out of the flowers is also sweating behind him. "I...I..." panicked.

Bai Yi asked, "What is the name?"

As a result, Zhang squinted his eyes and talked through the distance. "Mr. Bai, are you looking for the one who is standing next to the glass on the side of the third bus?"

How come you have something? Bai Yi frowned. "It's him."

Zhang Hao shook his hand and was sure: "Not him, he looks a little like him, his shirt is white, but the man is jeans, I still remember, I just watched him run from the lake."

jeans?

real or fake? I remember correctly?

Bai Yi is speechless. "Mr. Zhang, your memory is very good."

Zhang Yan smiled and said: "Generally, we engage in broadcasting and presiding over the work, often dealing with the manuscript, sometimes also to release the manuscript live, naturally there is also a remembrance of force, I believe that my teacher Bai, to say memory, not I blow, The whole Peking University can't find a few better than me."

If someone else said this, maybe the colleagues would feel too big, but this is what Zhang Wei said. Everyone really believes, if they don’t say anything else, they say that Zhang Wei is talking about "Dream of Red Mansions" when he talks about it. When I was on the show, I never used the manuscript. What is it? Obviously it is his own super memory. Peking University teachers are used to teaching textbooks and holding lectures. There is no live broadcast forcing them to release the manuscript. Naturally, the memory is far less than the professional host of Zhang Wei. Anyone has to admit it.

Bai Yi did not remember clearly. Listening to Zhang Wei’s slap in the chest guarantees that he doubts his memory and can’t say anything.

More than a dozen Peking University teachers looked at Zhang Wei.

The northern college students in the middle of the field are also looking at it. The teachers don’t recognize the students. Their own classmates are even some roommates. Can you still know? Still can't remember? They also understood in their hearts that Zhang Wei was standing up to protect them. Then, many people began to sneak away, especially those who had just provoked people to be embarrassed, and they were not good at it.

"Go away."

"A few brothers withdraw"

"I will take a step first."

"Wait for me"

With so many people, teachers can't leave them all.

Professor Yan looked at a girl, "Have she?"

An old professor next to him said: "It seems that I have an impression."

Bai Yi also saw the female student, and she was very impressed. She caught the third-year girl with her eyes and quickly glared at her arm. "You don't leave me standing. You just spit on the tires on the bus." I don't know if there is a Japanese-Ben-University delegation sitting in the car? Ah? You have to turn the sky."

The junior girl looked sloppy and innocent. "Not me." In fact, I felt a few times in my heart. Of course, it was her who spit on the bus before.

Bai Yi did not waver this time, "I just walked with me."

The junior girl is in a hurry. "White teacher, don't yell at me."

"I'm going to insert a sentence." Zhang Yiyi waved. "That, it's not her who spits."

what?

is not?

Finally, Bai Yi couldn’t stand it anymore. He looked at Zhang Hao and glared at him. “Not her? Teacher Zhang Wei, are you confused?”

Zhang Wei is also unsatisfied: "White teacher, your own memory has a problem, how has it become my trouble?"

Bai Yi said: "I see it really"

Professor Yan also categorically said: "I also saw it, it is her."

The junior girl immediately turned to the help of Zhang Wei, Teacher Zhang, save me.

Zhang Wei’s tone is very firm. “But I can see it really, not her. The girl who spits out is shorter than her, and her eyes are not so big.” Zhang Yi recalled the side, “I just Seeing to see it, she ran along with the crowd, just left." Saying, reaching out and squatting in one direction.

Bai Yi gritted his teeth: "Then you find that person."

Zhang Yan shrugged and said: "Hey, how do I find so many people, you know that I am a new teacher, I have come to Peking University for a few months, I am not familiar with the students, and people are not sure, you put the whole school students I can give it a photo, but the photo is definitely different from the real person, basically I can't recognize it."

"Don't look for it, it's definitely not wrong." Professor Yan didn't look at Zhang Wei's eyes. He said: "We have seen a few teachers, clearly and take her to the office."

The big three girls are crying.

Zhang Yan’s eyes narrowed. “I’ll say it again, it’s not this student. The student who made the mistake is the punishment, but if you can’t remember the memory because of your own memory, you’ll want to grab whatever you want, anyway, you have to catch a cross. Mentality, it’s not fair to students.”

The staff of a principal's office said: "It is obviously her, I have also seen it. What do we want to catch a cross, Teacher Zhang, you are not talking like this."

Su Na stood up and helped Zhang Yan to speak: "There were so many people at that time, and there were many people who combed ponytails. It was normal to remember that it was wrong. It is not a hard proof that the students spit, and it is not good to take students away. Give punishment."

Professor Yan said: "I remember a good Xiaosu, you are less likely to add chaos."

Su Na is not happy either. "Professor Yan, what makes me mess? I didn't ask you?" You are right when you speak. Is it a mess when someone else speaks? What is the truth?

Bai Yi also annoyed: "So many teachers have seen it. How can we still tell us to remember it wrong? Why is it not that Zhang Wei remembers it? He said that it is not?"

Zhang Yidao: "Because I remember better than you."

Professor Yan said: "Don't say it, take people directly."

The North University students just finished, and the teacher of Peking University is playing again.

Zhang Wei grabbed the big girl and took care of herself. "How do I mean I listen? I said that she is not her, are you questioning my judgment?"

Bai Yi is more energetic with him. "Do you remember good? You can still remember everything."

Zhang Wei looked at him and said: "Don't dare say this, but it's really similar."

A female teacher played round the field. "Forget it, the leaders didn't say that they had to deal with it. Just starting school, the students are not easy. Let's not call the teacher." The female teacher said that it is very reasonable. The original cause is not big. There are some unreasonable treatments on both sides. These days have a big problem, so this situation has been caused. I can’t blame them on Peking University students. Moreover, the Japanese-Ben-Duan delegation has not said that. What? They don’t have to die at Peking University. They don’t have to pay a few points. It’s not necessary, it’s not worth it. It’s such a teacher’s fight, but it’s the day’s Looked at the jokes and let them watch the show.

Bai Yi did not know how to think about it. He did not hold it. It seems that he would not give up after a few students. He had to give it to Japan. He ignored the female teacher and stared at Zhang Wei. "Oh, your memory is good? You read the morning in the Beijing Morning Post?"

"Nature looked." Zhang Wei is looking at the house, and there is nothing to say.

Bai Yi nodded. "Well, then you said, what did the third edition of the Morning News say?"

Oh, it was originally asked this? Zhang Xiao smiled, and his right hand touched the little finger on his left hand, as if he was drumming something.

"Can't you say it?" Bai Yi said coldly: "Is it still said that your memory is good? When people always misread, you have to say that your memory is better than that of our teachers. We said everything. If you have the right words, then you will come up with evidence, or you can't do it by your side." Now many people have already seen it. Zhang Wei may be protecting students.

The junior girl’s heart stunned and finished.

Some of her classmates are also anxious, what can I do?

Bai Yi saw Zhang Yan's eyes closed and snorted. When he went up, he would take the big girl away. Professor Yan and the other two teachers also came to help.

At this moment, Zhang Wei gently opened his eyes. "Last year, the publication of the newspapers in the Republic showed a polarization pattern. On the one hand, it benefited from the principles and policies of the development of the country's culture, and the central-central-level national newspapers, regardless of Is the number of prints, printed sheets or the total amount of pricing has a certain degree of growth; on the other hand, with the further popularization of digital reading, especially the development and application of newspapers in the mobile phone market, for market newspapers such as Metropolis Daily and Evening News. The impact of provincial-level, prefecture-level newspapers has further emerged, and many indicators have shown a downward trend. At the same time, the proportion of newspaper digital publishing in the whole industry continues to increase, and the revenue of new digital content services is growing rapidly."

Everyone is stunned

Professor Yan: "..."

Bai Yi: "..."

Su Na: "..."

Yao Mi: "..."

Professor Zeng: "..."

Junior girl: "..."

The entire scene seems to be quiet for a moment.

what is this? Morning newspaper? Morning News third edition? ?

A student exclaimed: "I really remember the teacher Zhang Cao?"

Yao Mi blinked his eyes and said: "How is it possible, in the morning newspaper, I have seen it over and over again? Can you remember this?"