The old military doctor was happily counting the banknotes, took away his presbyopia eyes and looked at him: "Syphilis, you come to the right place, sit, sit." I have been practicing medicine for more than 30 years, and I dare not say that Bao Ling is cured, but syphilis is still a pediatric problem.

"I'll give you an afternoon to move your things and close your clinic. "Cheating money and deceiving Qiu Daqi, strong, really strong, Lao Tzu hasn't deceived enough, are you going to say it?

"Huh, tell me to close the clinic, what are you doing?"

"I'm here to do the right thing for heaven, you endangered the people and made a lot of black money, the patient just now didn't say anything about the disease, you just gave the medicine indiscriminately, what if you heal the person to death?"

"You...... I'm a miracle cure! You're not from the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, and I'm not afraid of it. Liao Xuebing kicked at the table, and the three tables squeezed and slidied, making a harsh and unpleasant sound on the ground, and bumped him against the wall by the old military doctor. Newspapers, pens, stethoscopes, and prescription slips were scattered all over the table.

The old military doctor was pressed to the chest tightness and uncomfortable, fortunately there was a chair in the back cushion to cushion the effect, so he was not injured on the spot, even so, his face was scared and pale, the table was a bulky old wooden table, not the current light plywood, the table legs and the ground have considerable friction, even if an adult pushes hard, it can only be pushed away.

This person can almost fly with a kick, it's too perverted.

"You're old, I don't want to embarrass you too much, take the money you have come from for more than 30 years and leave the city, otherwise the sun won't shine on you tomorrow. Lao Liao walked out. The old military doctor was stunned for a long time, and suddenly spewed out a bloody arrow. ……

In the afternoon, Liao Xuebing went to the infirmary to take a look around and tease the simple little nurse, and Sun Pinghai, the head of the art group, asked him to go to the art museum, which is said to be to discuss the preparations for the high school art competition.

Behind the gymnasium, the art museum occupies a two-story building of more than 400 square meters, which looks only one-fifth the size of the gymnasium, the first floor is the art exhibition hall, the second floor is the studio and the team leader's office, Sun Pinghai directly concurrently serves as the director of the art museum, and can get an extra salary of several hundred yuan a month.

There were only three art teachers in the school, including the team leader, and all of them stayed in the studio on the second floor, which was about 200 meters away. Wooden floors, no extra decoration, just plenty of light source. It will not affect students to draw from any angle. Directly opposite is a gouache painting painted on the wall, with a unique style, and the tulips open in the wind, which seems to be the handiwork of the group leader.

In the studio, things are stacked in a mess, piles of paintings are placed in the corners, already stained with dust, plaster sculptures everywhere, and dozens of drawing boards and shelves leaning against the walls. Tables and chairs are scattered.

Su Bingyun and a few unknown teachers, seven or eight students from art interest clubs, were there, and Sun Pinghai was talking with them about the art competition. Several students had a look of anticipation on their faces, as if they were fantasizing about winning the jackpot.

One of the female students seems to have seen it somewhere, and after thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be Li Xinghua who had met the beautiful cheerleaders in the third class. Her black hair, as smooth as satin, fell to the side of her face, her nose was straight, and her lips were pursed. Sunlight poured on her face through the large falling window. You can see the hairs that are close to transparent and only have a girl's generation. Holding a sixteen-page picture book, I draw a stroke or two from time to time. "Oh my God, is this a seventeen or eighteen-year-old female high school student? It's so cute, no wonder she can be called a school flower, can anyone who studies art cultivate any temperament? There is Su Bingyun in the front, and Li Xinghua in the back, there are really many talents. His mind trembled for no reason, and then he turned his attention to the others.

Su Bingyun is still so gorgeous and dazzling, but there is a man standing on both sides, like a pig arching peony, spoiling the scenery. The one on the left with long Beethoven-style curly hair and a slender face is a handsome guy, and he should be Lu Kai, a second-year music teacher who claims to be the most artistic cell of tulips, right? I once saw it in the office, and it is said that this guy is in a strong pursuit of Su Da Beauty. The man on the right didn't know him, but Liao Xuebing felt that the masculine man had a dangerous aura.

"Mr. Lu, this is the art preparatory meeting, what are you doing here?" said Lao Liao politely.

Unexpectedly, Lu Kai was even more hostile to him: "Music and art at least have artistic things in common, I really can't imagine that you have a Chinese teacher mixed in and become the deputy leader, you layman will ruin this competition! Team leader Sun, I suggest a vote and kick out the organizing committee of irrelevant people."

Sun Pinghai said with a smile: "Teacher Liao said that he promised to apply for financial allocation, if Teacher Lu thinks he can do it, this deputy team leader may wish you to be it."

Lu Kai immediately looked left and right and said to him: "Why can't I do it? It's just that there are too many things in the current music class, and I still have a music recital at the end of the month, so I can't get out of it, so I will leave this simple task of applying for funding to Mr. Liao to do."

The person on Su Bingyun's right suddenly said, "If you need money to prepare for the competition, I think I can sponsor some privately."

Liao Xuebing was shocked: "Is this guy a rich man?" After a closer look, he found that he had very short hair, handsome like the protagonist in "Prison Break", with red lips and white teeth, a straight nose and big eyes, and a calm smile. Athletic Bin and shorts and sneakers are worn on his body, and his abnormal body, exposed arms and thighs are balanced muscular people, lining off his tall and handsome. The weather has cooled down in October, but this guy is doing nothing.

Such a person is equally outstanding whether he is placed in a pile of cow or a bush of flowers, standing next to him, Lao Liao feels that he has suddenly become a little obscene.

Sun Pinghai introduced with a smile: "Xia Yongtai, a second-year physical education teacher, was just transferred to our school from Xihuan Middle School this week, and after hearing about the art competition, he asked to join, because the organizing committee lacked manpower, so I agreed."

Of the six teachers in the organizing committee, three are not professionals.

Lu Kai couldn't stand other young men in front of Su Bingyun the most, and said sourly: "Teacher Mo, the money you need in the competition is not just a matter of spending dozens of yuan to buy white paper and paint.

"Actually, I have already discussed with Teacher Su just now, paper, paint, brushes, wooden boards, plaster, carving knives, publicity expenses, transportation expenses, catering expenses, etc., about 40,000 or 50,000 yuan, if I can't apply for funding, I can substitute it. Mo Yongtai leaned on the table, but his eyes were aimed at Su Bingyun.

Could it be that he is another admirer of Su Meinu? Lao Tzu secretly swore to get rid of Su Bingyun last time, wouldn't there be another street sign? Before Lao Liao could speak, Lu Kai hurriedly stepped forward again: "The competition is not a one-person competition, it is a competition that our teachers and students will prepare, and there is no reason for one person to pay." It is also impossible for finance not to allocate funds. Team Leader Sun, we must believe that Deputy Team Leader Liao is right, maintain our consistent unity, and strive to make the competition vigorous. Feeling a strong threat from Mo Yongtai, Lu Kai weighed the situation and chose Liao Xuebing, who is also one of the legendary suitors of Su Meinu, as a potential ally_____ at least he is not as handsome as Mo Yongtai, nor is he so rich!

In addition to Li Xinghua, the seven students of the art club are both male and female, either stupid or ugly, lacking aura and lazy attention. There is also a male art teacher about 30 years old with a sky-facing nose named Zhang Qiusheng, standing behind Li Xinghua and watching her paint. In Liao Xuebing's words, it is "a big piece of mutton, so that the dog is targeted." ”

"The sea of competitions has been posted, and the class teachers have also been asked to recommend the outstanding students in the class to participate, what else do we have left to do?" Sun Pinghai looked around, expecting the dog-headed military master to appear as soon as possible.

Liao Xuebing thought that Mo Yongtai would continue to show off, after all, with rich money and good looks, there should be no shortage of brains. But he didn't speak, and the man knew how to be honest, and didn't seem to want to arouse the disgust of others.

Lao Liao had no choice but to say: "There is one very important thing left to do, and that is the attraction of art competitions to students." If there is no attraction, there will be no interest, and no one will participate, and some students who have some talent will also put their jīng power into other projects, such as the upcoming football match, and there are more than a dozen clubs in the school such as mountaineering, boxing, swimming, baseball, and tennis.

Others thought that he would say that he would pull funds or something, but he didn't expect to put forward the jury's arguments, and after careful scrutiny, he found that what he said was indeed very important, and he couldn't help but be impressed. Sun Pinghai said, "How can we attract students?"

"Actually...... The mainstream thinking of students involves many aspects and levels, and idols and pop have the greatest impact on them, and if you want to hold a singing contest, at least half of them will sign up. In addition, there is also the influence from their parents, what the family likes to do, they usually have a good impression of that thing, the influence of classmates, friends, and society, these cannot be ignored, what we have to do is to temporarily change their views, so that they think that art is a cool thing, and then the classmates compete with each other......

Lu Kai interjected: "If you can invite big stars like Murong Bingyu and Bai Youcheng to say a word or two that I like art, everything will be done directly, students like to follow the trend, just like in the nineties, young people all over the country have a middle part, and it is not spread from a few stars in Hong Kong?"

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