Okay! This is a good idea, you can see the delicate body of the little girl, Liao Xuebing just wanted to agree, look at the watch, the hour hand has turned to half past nine, this time it's too bad, I promised Xiao Lanluo to accompany her to the singer club that sells women!

"I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I'll teach you next time. ”

Pei Xiaodan's face was full of disappointment: "Teacher, tomorrow is Sunday, can't you do it again tomorrow?"

"No, the time is set for tonight, don't worry, I'll teach you next week. ”

Farewell to Bei Shixiang and his wife, driven back to school by the driver, Liao Xuebing rode Harley to the TV station, walked through the traffic, just out of the north city, encountered a red light, I basically don't know the Jiaojǐng here, I don't care so much, Lao Tzu doesn't have a license plate, you can take pictures if you want to.

The streets on Saturday were especially lively, with a lot of pedestrians, swarming through the sidewalks, Lao Liao avoided pedestrians with extraordinary skills, and finally didn't run into the car, and after a few minutes, a jǐng motorcycle chased after him, and Jiao jǐng shouted in the car: "Hey, the motorcycle without license plates in front of you should stop and be inspected, otherwise I will accuse you of illegal driving!"

Lao Liao saw it from the rearview mirror, smiled contemptuously, twisted the accelerator, the exhaust pipe spewed smoke, and the Harley-Davidson motorcycle threw the Jǐng car far away, and disappeared for a moment, "Hey, the broken car still wants to chase my thunderbolt, can it be realized in fantasy?"

In a blink of an eye, he came to the TV station building, and without the VIP card, the branch elevator came to the twenty and fifty floors, and the recording hall staff stopped him: "I'm sorry sir, the program has begun, and you can't go in now to affect the recording work." ”

At 9:30, the bearded director of the TV station's program recording team staggered back and forth backstage, with cigarette butts under his feet, "What the hell is Miss Bingyu doing, she seems to have been absent-minded all the time." ”

The sound engineer turned around and said: "That's it, just now it was clear that it would start at eight o'clock, she had to wait until almost nine o'clock before she was willing to sell, and the staff had to go to the front to comfort the fans, fortunately it was not a live broadcast, and the stars seem to like to play big names, right?"

The director said: "I've worked with Miss Bingyu a few times, and her flatulence is very good, this is the first time in such a situation, oh my God! Listen, she's out of tune again! By the way, I just said that I would draw a lottery in half an hour, cut out this paragraph during the broadcast, and let the host wait for her to finish drinking." Anyway, the audience in the stadium is quite cooperative, and some celebrities are satisfied when they see them. ”

The drama manager came over and said, "Director, do you think Miss Bingyu is not quite right?"

"Do you still have to say that?"

Miss Bingyu kept looking at the entrance, as if waiting for someone. ”

"No, you must have looked away, by the way, let those nurseries go up and lay flowers. ”

"Director, Miss Bingyu is not a third-rate star, why do you want to entrust it? Don't you see that the fans have been on stage dozens of times to offer flowers, and the applause almost overturned the venue, and the trust we arranged was not as loud as they were. ”

"I'm just preparing to prepare, just in case of sudden situations, lights, and smoke!

After Murong Bingyu finished singing, he gasped slightly, took the agent and handed him a towel to wipe his sweat and drink saliva.

"Bingyu, thank you so much, I'm asking for my bastard's stuff back, my sister is sorry for you this time. ”

"Needless to say, Sister Yan, they are all Boss Mo's bad guys, in fact, you don't have to thank me, it was someone else who helped us. ”

"Who is it? I think he's always been very good to you. ”

Murong Bingyu shook his head: "No, I gave him a VIP card to invite him to watch the song club, and his students are here! ”

The agent was shocked: "Who is indifferent to Bingyu's invitation?"

Murong Bingyu stopped talking, and went into the dressing room to change her skirt.

The obscene-looking, short-looking host jumped on the stage and shouted: "Audience friends in front of the TV! Please take out your mobile phones and dial 16****** to guess what is the name of the last song of our favorite Miss Bingyu! Finally, Miss Bingyu will draw 30 lucky numbers, and will get rich rewards, the top three prizes will be a top-level computer, 4 to 10 are 39-inch digital tablet large color TVs, and 11 to 30 will get a new album and a huge poster signed by Miss Bingyu. There are three options for the answer, please enter one for guessing "One Instant and One Light Year", and enter two for guessing "I Love Potatoes", ,......"

The director shouted: "CUT! Stop, Fat boy, please don't smile rigidly, okay! Photographer, go on!

The show was just a recording, and it was clearly a fraud when it didn't start at all, and the audience thought, "I'm not going to vote for any TV telegram anymore." ”

Murong Bingyu changed into his clothes, and the agent said, "Is the person you invited someone stopped outside the venue? ”

"Hmph, no matter what he is, who made him late. was about to walk out of the backstage, and retreated: "Sister Yan, you help me go to the sidelines to see, is there a man who wears black-framed glasses, has messy hair, and is not dressed neatly, his surname is mias, alas, after such a long time, he must have left early, it's weird damn TV station." ”

"Isn't he a man who is not very neatly dressed, it seems that Bingyu likes him a little, but he helped me persuade Boss Mo, and I should thank him." The agent walked quickly into the studio.

There was only one doorkeeper dozing off in the aisle, and the agent poked the man: "Hey, have you seen a man who is not in good clothes?"

The gatekeeper saw that it was the agent of the big star, and the TV station specially invited him, so he didn't dare to slack off: "No, I didn't see any quasi-untidy clothes." ”

"Did anyone come with a VIP card?"

"Yes, isn't that the schoolgirl? Didn't you arrange for her to sit in the front row?"

"Oh, there's also a man who also has a VIP card, have you seen it?"

"There was one just now, I saw that the time had been so long, so I didn't let him in, and he left. The gatekeeper rubbed his dark eyes----- what he just said was, "The VIP card is amazing! Time has passed, and no one is allowed to pass through! Miss Bingyu, you can see it if you want to, and you won't see it if you want to?" Then he was punched in the eye, almost breaking his head, and the man turned and left.

The agent's face turned pale with anger: "The VIP card was specially given to him by Miss Bingsha! Hurriedly rushed to the elevator entrance, there were three men standing in front of the door waiting for the elevator, and the agent shouted: "Mr. Liao!

The three men turned around together: "Call me?" A young man, an old man, and a big fat man turned out to be all surnamed Liao, and the agent was in trouble for a while: this fat man has an extraordinary bearing, it may be a rich son invited by Bingyu, this old man has a frank gaze, a childish face, maybe he is a martial arts master, or it may be that he stopped Boss Mo, Bingyu invited in order to repay his kindness, this young man ...... It doesn't seem to have any characteristics, by the way, he wears black-framed glasses, his hair is messy, and his clothes are untidy, who else is he or not?

stepped forward and shouted, "Mr. Liao, Miss Murong has been waiting for you." ”

The man was inexplicable: "What Miss Murong, I don't know." ”

The agent looked at it fixedly: this person has an ugly face, his nose is turned outward, and his eyebrows are slanted, how could Bingyu invite such a person? She still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, and said: "Mr. Liao, you don't bring a VIP card, you say that you can invite friends, and the agent still remembers the number, as long as you read it, it will not be wrong."

The man was dumbfounded: "I'm the editor of the economic channel, what kind of VIP card do you use? Miss, you must have recognized the wrong person." Sure enough, he holds a license plate on his chest, and the information is readily available, name: Liao Qiang, department: economic channel, position, editor.

Alas, the Mr. Liao in Bingyu's mind must have left early, how to explain to her......

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On Sunday, Liao Xuebing completely left yesterday's singing club behind, and called Guan Muyun to come out and take him to the Nightingale Bar.

Ye Xiaobai and Nandi had been waiting in the VIP room for a long time, but before they entered the door, a smell of alcohol came to their faces, and there were already two dozen empty beer bottles piled up on the table.

Liao Xuebing thought secretly: The two of them are also massive, and they usually don't have thirty or fifty bottles, and they definitely can't drink them. However, these two stinky boys must be borrowing wine again, don't want the country for the beauty, and pay it back in the long run, it seems necessary to do some ideological education work for them afterwards, state the benefits and disadvantages, and make them conscious.

At the same time, when the two of them saw Liao Xuebing coming in, they stood up in unison, bowed, and shouted in unison: "Hello teacher!"

Guan Muyun almost fell when he saw this.

This greeting gift is also too special! The dignified biker party members actually looked more humble than the students when they saw Teacher Liao. The students of the second class of our second year have long abolished the etiquette of respecting the teacher before class, and the teacher takes care of each other after entering the door, and does not even look at him.

Liao Xuebing pulled Guan Muyun to sit down opposite the two, and said straight to the point: "Don't gossip, I brought the students today." I want to strengthen the quality of will and exercise through the social practice of collecting protection money, and I hope that under your good guidance, Guan Muyun can learn something. ”

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