He turned his head to look, Su Bingyun was standing next to him with a meal and smiled amiably, and hurriedly said, "Let's sit together?" Liao Xuebing's image at this time was so ugly and ugly, he took off his shoes with two feet, one of them was on a chair, he felt a little hot after eating, he opened all the buttons of his shirt, he ate too quickly, and his lips and face were stained with vegetable juice and rice.

"Well, okay, I'm just going to talk to you about the city's high school students' art contest projects. Su Bingyun sat down in front of him, and suddenly the fragrant wind hit his face, and Liao Xuebing was suffocated.

Talking about art competitions? This is simply a product of his fabrication, and if other teachers hear it, it will be okay? I had to pretend not to care, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I never talk about work during breaks." ”

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I wanted to ask you what you think about art. Su Bingyun pursed her lips as she ate.

Liao Xuebing was extremely annoyed, it was better to say that kind of thing, otherwise he would have been able to start the topic with the beauty. He paused, feeling that he was not good at dealing with women, and lowered his head to pick up vegetables and rice. There are only two dishes and one soup, all of which are vegetarian, compared to the many meats on Su Bingyun's plate, five or six dishes, it is really pitiful.

Su Bingyun saw that he looked ugly, the rice grains were flying, and the juice was splashing, and he ate all the things on the plate in two or three clicks, and stretched out his tongue to lick it on the empty plate, and couldn't help frowning, and secretly wondered: "Has this person been hungry for a few days?"

The two were silent when a girl suddenly shouted, "Teacher Liao, it turns out that you are here, and I have been looking for you for a long time." Turning his face to look, it was Wu Chunxing, a student in the class, standing at the door and waving at him, Liao Xuebing nodded, secretly proud, he didn't expect that he was also quite popular, and there were people to greet him everywhere. This Wu Chunxing looks ordinary, she rarely speaks in the class, she answers what others ask her, she has little contact time, and Lao Liao has not had time to understand it in depth.

Wu Chunxing walked up to him and said, "Teacher, have you eaten enough?

"Where are you going, aren't you going to take a lunch break at noon?" Liao Xuebing couldn't scratch his head, he remembered that he hadn't promised her anything.

Liao Xuebing was shocked: "Hey, joking depends on the occasion, when did I say such a thing?"

"Then I'll wait for you first. Wu Chunxing ran away without waiting for him to distinguish the confrontation.

This...... He didn't care about his image anymore, and he knew the severity of this kind of words on himself, and he shouted a few times at the back that was gradually moving away, but Wu Chunxing ran faster and faster, and disappeared at the staircase in the blink of an eye. I have no grudge against you, why did you come out of thin air to say such inexplicable things to me!

"Teacher Liao, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person!" Su Bingyun's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes were full of disdain and disdain when he looked at him.

"Alas, Mr. Su, it's not what you think. Liao Xuebing sat down in a daze.

"Hmph, it's a shame to eat at the same table with someone like you. Su Bingyun threw down his chopsticks and turned to leave, leaving only the stunned old Liao. Several other teachers who were also eating in the restaurant saw that the two were still talking and laughing, and suddenly Su Da Beauty brushed her sleeves away, and many people gloated.

How could Wu Chunxing come here for no reason? Could it be that she was nervous? I had only attended three classes, and I only knew her name, and I had never said a word to her! Could it be that those damn students deliberately manipulated me? But why did I choose not to choose, but why did I choose to play this trick when I was eating with beautiful women?

Liao Xuebing felt that his IQ was seriously provoked. Qiang did calmly finished the meal and walked outside: "Since you Wu Chunxing want to check your body, then Uncle will really check your body." But Wu Chunxing slipped away too early to see a shadow.

I didn't dare to be careless anymore, I didn't know how Su Bingyun would spread his glorious deeds to others, so I went back to the dormitory and fell asleep angrily.

In the afternoon, it was announced that all the class teachers would come to the conference room for the third period. There was nothing to do, and I speculated with Jiang Feng and others about why I had a meeting. Jiang Feng always likes to think about things in the best direction: "Maybe the board of directors thinks that we are too tired to be class teachers and want a raise." ”

"Don't dream!" Yu Dinglou took a sip of tea and said, "There is nothing good about the head teacher every month. ”

Lu Chengda pushed away a large stack of homework books, hugged his head and shouted: "To hell with everyone on the board!"

Liao Xuebing was about to pick up the conversation, the phone rang, he picked it up and asked, "Hey, which one?"

A familiar voice: "Teacher Liao, I'm Qiu Daqi." ”

Liao Xuebing was amused: "Director, what can make you find me in your busy schedule? Invite me to the Regent Hotel for dinner? Don't worry, I won't refuse." ”

"Invite you to dinner? Dream! In the next life! Are you from the underworld? There is a gang of gangsters at the door now, did you call them?" Being ridiculed by the enemy, Qiu Daqi trembled with anger and scolded, his voice almost piercing the radio waves.

Liao Xuebing shouted: "How is it possible? I have always been an excellent young man, would I do that kind of thing?" Director Qiu, you don't want to splash sewage on me for everything, remember, the mud bodhisattva is also a bit earthy. ”

"It's not you, I can't care so much, you get them away, or I'll tell the headmaster." Qiu Daqi was furious.

“…… Okay, Director Qiu, don't let me grab your handle. After thinking for a long time, Liao Xuebing held back this threatening sentence.

There were thugs wandering at the school gate, and they were going to blackmail the students? He came to the door while thinking about it, only to see five or six boys squatting in the shade of the trees on the Wutong Avenue outside the door. Damn, Qiu Daqi really likes to make a big fuss, what can this kind of young man do? It's still early for the end of class, do they want to wait for the students to get out of school?

Liao Xuebing asked the janitor to open the door and walked over. On the benches of the boulevard, those people were sitting or standing, cigarettes in their mouths, and their waists bulging, as if they had hidden murder weapons. In the middle, an older, long-haired young man seemed to be their leader, and the rest were students who were no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. At this time, the school was in session, and a road was quiet, and there was no one else.

The long-haired young man gestured with his men with great interest, boasting of a glorious record that no one had ever seen. Several students looked at him with admiration.