After all, Mrs. Smith was a well-educated British aristocrat, and she was so excited by the headmaster's remarks that she was still hesitant in her heart.

"Madam, this is a rare opportunity to participate in our culture, it is best not to have extra retinues, do not pay attention to any aristocratic style, the emperor of our country will also go out of the palace at this time to have fun with the people, only immersive can feel the realm of the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

As an investigation of traditional Chinese culture, Mrs. Smith was moved by the words of the old sāo goods, and said with a smile: "I haven't arranged my evening itinerary yet, if I can, I will call you." ”

Scared, the principal is really in the true legend of the love saint, and the kung fu of fooling people has barely reached one-tenth of my old Liao's.

As soon as the conversation box was opened, there was a layer of separation between the two, and the principal remembered Liao Xuebing's explanation, knowing well that he was advancing and retreating, neither the equipment was endless, nor was he indifferent to say a word, and at the same time he paid attention to the lady's expression, and immediately stopped talking once he showed displeasure.

Liao Xuebing found an opportunity to press the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, pretended to answer the phone in a nearby corner, and apologized to the two: "I'm really sorry, my friend has a very urgent matter, I have to go first, Mr. Principal, I hope you can accompany my wife on my behalf to spend this idle afternoon." ”

The headmaster said in his heart: "This dog-headed military master is a good boy, and he knows when to stay and when to leave, which is really interesting." ’

Liao Xuebing listened to the principal's words about the temple fair, and was also quite moved, thinking that kind of scene is the most suitable for pickling girls, if you don't leave it to others to soak up, it will be a waste, at this time it is only two o'clock in the afternoon, and there is nothing to do to wander around.

He suddenly remembered that he didn't call Murong Lanluo yesterday, and he didn't know if the little girl would be angry, so he met tonight and said, take her to see the Night Burning Tower, the fire dragon dance or something, and have a beautiful girl by his side, everything is much more interesting.

It seems that I haven't been so leisurely in more than ten days without being a teacher, I go to class during the day and write lesson plans at night, where can I have so much time to relax, and when I was bored, the phone rang, Liao Xuebing stopped the car, picked up the phone, and went to the roadside vendor to buy a tabloid called "The King of Humor".

"Brother Bing, we have worked hard to pretend to be deflated once, are there any extraneous rewards?" It was Ye Xiaobai who called, and this kid didn't know where to fool around.

"Well, approve you to clear out the shallow streets, let the skinheads get out, and we'll take over all the shallow streets, where there are a few good ones. Hahaha...... "Liao Xuebing was double-minded, browsing "The King of Humor" while talking, and saw a few political cartoons of the White House cowboy, and he couldn't be happy.

When it came to the skinhead party, Zhou Fuyuan's incomprehensible bald head appeared in Ye Xiaobai's mind, "What are you laughing at, the plate on Reshallow Street won't make you happy like that, right?" He should be discharged from the hospital at this time, I'll find a few people to comfort him with Ming'er." I think that Zhou Fuyuan is only afraid of Boss Liao in the entire Biker Party, and it doesn't mean much to intimidate the other party if he goes, so he must use violence.

"Hahahaha......" Liao Xuebing laughed again for no reason, the content of this tabloid is really good, Ye Xiaobai is depressed to death: "Brother Bing, there is one more thing to remind you, yesterday Black Heaven forced a few people to say that they would accept your two hands." ”

"Wait, do they want Liao Xuebing, a Tulip High School teacher, or Liao Xuebing, the boss of the Biker Party?"

"Of course it's Teacher Liao of Tulip High School, who dares to trouble the bikers? Brother Bing, I said that you can really cause trouble, and you can't be a good person when you become a teacher, all the girls in your class have been used by you, right?"

"***, clean my mouth a little bit, you guys don't care about that guy for now, I'll find an appropriate time to fix him, how many bikers are there now?"

"There are more than 80 official members, and everyone has a large number of horses, those are not counted, this year's Bon Conference will be held at the end of this month, and we also have an invitation to the biker party. ”

"It's just an invitation! I thought they had invited me to the council, and you tore it up. ”

"Brother Bing, the four-year Lan Bon Fair, what a face, this is a rare opportunity to strengthen our power, if you don't go, I'll go. ”

"Actually, I went there once four years ago, and it wasn't very fun, so I quit, the water in Mon Lan Bon is very deep, and it is not suitable for a small gang like us. ”

"What? Have you been to the Menglan Bon Festival? hahaha, are you bragging again?" This time it was Ye Xiaobai's turn to laugh wildly.

"Don't talk nonsense with you, I still have to rest, and enjoy the moon at night. ”

When Liao Xuebing returned home, he found a bag of citrus and grapefruit at the door of his house, with a small note attached to the bag: "Teacher Liao, thank you for helping me find a very good job, my mother asked me to bring some citrus for you to eat, Zhou Anliu." ”

To be helped, you have to express your gratitude, from this point of view, Zhou An is much better than Cui Zheng's group of birdmen who only know how to ask and don't know how to return, if this kid is a little bolder, it will be better.

He smiled, brought the citrus ticket grapefruit to the house, peeled one, juicy and sweet, very delicious. "Today is the festival, there will be a peak of consumption in the bar, it seems that the kid is busy. ”

Moved a chair to the balcony and sat down, thinking that if a person is really bored today, it is better to take the opportunity to tease the little girl in the class, completely forgot Murong Lanluo's agreement, and gave the phone to Bei Xiaodan, the other party turned off the phone, I don't know what to do, maybe it was about to be plugged into Ye Yuhu's pile of cow dung, but unfortunately, I couldn't find An Chunchun's phone number, so I could only do it, I thought about it for a long time, and then I remembered Murong Lanluo, and I was worried that what she said yesterday afternoon was a joke, in case she took the initiative to call in the past and was misunderstood as self-inflicted, her face would be lost。

After a while, I was really bored, dialed Murong Lanluo's number, and threw it aside hatefully and thought: "Hmph, I said that I called me last night, but it's really insincere to delay until now, I don't bother to pay attention to you." ”

After half a minute, the phone rang again, Murong Lanluo still ignored it, rang for a long time for the third time, and said in his heart: "Even if you still have a conscience, I'll forgive you once." But as soon as he picked up the phone, the other party had already hung up, and couldn't help but curse into the phone: "If you call for a few more seconds......, you will die!

At the beginning of the lanterns, the streets of Zhonghai City present a cheerful and harmonious atmosphere, the roofs of the Aoshui Apartment are crowded with people, some families are spread with straw mats, full of melons and fruit mooncakes, with the clear light of the moon, chatting while eating, and children are running around with the white rabbit lanterns, and they are happy.

"Ahh "It's not a bad thing to have a little beauty to accompany you, Liao Xuebing re-dialed the phone with the jīng god who tried it, almost instantly, the phone was connected immediately, and Murong Lanluo deliberately pretended to be a gentle voice and came over: "Teacher, it's so lively on the street outside, shall I go to your house?"

Liao Xuebing remembered the Baoming Temple that the principal boasted about, there must be a lot of activities there, and they are all programs that attract children, and he must like it when he comes to Murong Lanluo, so he said: "Let's go to Baoming Temple, I will wait for you at the door, take you to see the night burning tower, the fire dragon dance, and take you to eat osmanthus candy." ”

Murong Lanluo's heart was warm, and she looked at the empty sofa at home and said, "Mother Ao said to accompany me, but as soon as the phone arrived, I went to socialize again, so I didn't want you to accompany me, I have a teacher to accompany me." The mood was as cheerful as the bright moon outside the window, and he agreed with a smile: "Okay, then you go quickly, I will be able to arrive soon." ”

When Lao Liao arrived at Baoming Temple, there were crowds of people, the water was impassable everywhere, far away from a street, the car could not drive in, the roadside selling pastries, the vendors of lanterns, the noodles of bluestone slabs, weeping willows, if not everyone dressed differently, it was almost necessary to think that time and space were staggered, back to the ancient times hundreds of years ago.

Find a place to put your car and walk into Rouge River Street in front of Baoming Temple. In front of the solemn temple, there is a street with such a fragrant name, which makes people puzzled, the origin of the name of this street is no longer verifiable, and it really wants to be annihilated in the long river of history.

Liao Xuebing squeezed past the people and came to the gate of Baoming Temple, when suddenly a person rushed behind him, jumped on his back, put his arms around his neck and shouted, "Teacher!"

Turning his head, Murong Lanluo's face was like a flower, a face was tucked on his shoulder, the cherry mouth was only a few centimeters to his face, the warm fragrant nephrite was squeezed together, and his chest was pressed against his back, making Lao Liao's mind flutter.

"Come down, what kind of unity is this? Others will laugh at it. ”

"I don't care, you have to carry me!" Murong Lan grabbed his ears proudly. ”

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people and I was afraid that the impact would not be good, I would have to show you how powerful I was, Lao Liao gently put Murong Lanluo down, and took the opportunity to rub her chest with his arm, and shouted in his heart: "Dead dead, I'm going to die, so soft nǎizi, with a first-class feel, and with a bullet xìng, rǔ in the best!"

Murong Lanluo took Liao Xuebing's arm and said, "Teacher, shall we go to the temple to burn incense or go outside to watch the fire dragon dance?"

"Let's go burn the pillar incense and beg for peace and well. ”

The temple is much quieter than outside, a few monks set up tables in the courtyard to sell incense and candles, and a bald man with a long beard wrote: "Untie the sign, twenty yuan each time." ”

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