Liao Xuebing flipped through the materials of the art club works in Su Bingyun's belt, and finally became serious, "The school art club is only relatively solid in basic skills, and the creativity is still lacking. Mr. Su, if you look at the notice issued by the organizing committee of the competition, the words 'focus on participation' and 'stimulating creativity' have been mentioned several times. In other words, the organizing committee may not necessarily pay much attention to skills, they are concerned with cultivating students' interests and hobbies, so it seems that as long as we select the whole school, we will not be able to find good works that are just ordinary skills. ”

Su Bingyun said in his heart: "This person really has a way of figuring out other people's minds. He was quite appreciative of what he said, and said, "Teacher Liao, in your opinion, what should we do?"

"First of all, we need to write a report and apply for school funding, otherwise what if we don't have the funds? Second, put up a notice inviting any interested students to participate, and third, internally notify all class teachers so that they can cooperate with our work. ”

"What you said makes some sense, but what if you write an application and the finance department doesn't give you money?"

"You write the application, list the specific amount of money you need and the reason, and then I submit it to the finance department. I will complete the most difficult and challenging work, and I will leave the other two small things to you, Mr. Su. Liao Xuebing said righteously.

It is indeed the most difficult to apply for a grant, but it is not a matter in the eyes of Liao Xuebing, no matter how bad it is, there is still the card of the principal to pinch, and the other two are trivial things, which are cumbersome to do, but it is relatively easy. Taking the initiative to bear the burden so much, she actually won a slight favor from Su Da Beauty, she no longer shirked, and said with a chuckle: "Then it will trouble Teacher Liao." ”

Liao Xuebing remembered that Jiang Feng and Song Yuhao were scribbling and writing on the surface, but in fact, they must be eavesdropping on the conversation between the two with their ears pricked up, thinking that they couldn't fall into the name of "Love Saint", and he also had a little yearning, and coughed: "Teacher Su, you see that the wind is beautiful and the sun is shining today, why don't I invite you to a light meal tonight and discuss the details of the art competition by the way?"

What does the weather have to do with eating? Su Bingyun received similar invitations no less than a thousand times, refused without hesitation, and said with a smile: "Teacher Liao, you are so polite, I have to go home tonight." ”

"This, reasonable communication between colleagues is necessary, Mr. Su, if you are free next time, we can make another appointment. Liao Xuebing was a little disappointed. A gentleman is good, it is normal to have a good impression of a beautiful woman, if he has no idea in the face of the stunning Su Bingyun, he is simply not a man.

"I'll talk about it next time. Su Bingyun got up and waved goodbye.

A sneer came from behind the table. Liao Xuebing turned his head: "Old Jiang, what are you laughing at?"

"Alas, people are business-oriented, and the love saint has fallen. Jiang Feng didn't raise his head.

Hurt your self-esteem...... Liao Xuebing didn't care, put his feet on the table, and changed his freehand posture: "Wait and see, I'll let her take the initiative to come to me." ”

In the third Chinese class, Lao Liao hurriedly rushed to the classroom with handouts.

As soon as I pushed open the door, I felt a little sluggish, the weight and feel were different, and I didn't have time to dodge, a large plastic bucket fell down when my head, and the water splashed out, from the head to the soles of my feet, and the bucket was buckled upside down on my head. The classroom was filled with laughter, and indirectly the click of mobile phones taking pictures.

The water was poured all over the ground, and the droplets flowed down from Lao Liao's head, face, clothes, and fingers, dripping on the ground, making a ticking sound. As the days went by, his vigilance began to decrease, and he never expected that the student would use such a trick against him.

waved the bucket, walked to the podium quietly, and said expressionlessly: "Thank you for teaching me another vivid lesson, fortunately it wasn't ...... me with urine" This sentence caused laughter again.

Liao Xuebing's face was extremely cold, he stopped talking, and kept scanning the students in the audience. But the face with the wet hair, and the undried cheeks, looked extremely funny, and the students laughed even louder.

Looking at Ye Yuhu, this guy was very proud, looking at Siyan, Siyanwu held up his mobile phone, and looked at Cui Zheng, he had already turned his face to make fun of Wu Chunxing. Li Yuzhong and Meng Jun were hangover and did not wake up, lying on the desk to sleep, and Zhou An worked until midnight, listless.

Only Murong Lanluo pouted in the direction of the window and gave Lao Liao a hint. This girl is close to Lao Liao, but she is afraid of being alienated by her classmates, so she doesn't dare to report it blatantly.

"Guan Muyun, come out with me. Other students stay in the classroom to review. ”

Not only Guan Muyun was surprised, but the other students were also incredulous, the teacher found the murderer so quickly? Guan Muyun followed Liao Xuebing out of the classroom stupidly, and someone shouted behind him: "No, is there a mole?"

"Teacher, if you have anything to say, just say it here. Guan Muyun stopped in the hallway.

The boy was only 16 years old, with a hobby of skipping school and playing football, his father was a doctor, his mother was at home, his report card was a terrible mess, and the pimples on his face showed that he was still in the prime of his energetic adolescence.

"It's fun, isn't it?" Liao Xuebing sneered.

Guan Muyun turned his face away and didn't look at him: "Teacher, why did you say that I did it?"

"I didn't say you did it, come with me to the office, I want to talk to you about something. ”

"Hmph, I don't have anything on my mind. Having said that, Guan Muyun still had no choice but to follow him obediently.

Approaching the corner of the stairs, Liao Xuebing suddenly grabbed his hair and dragged him into the men's bathroom. Guan Muyun shook Lao Liao's hand hard, but he couldn't resist at all, and scolded: "What are you doing ****** you?" The men's toilet was already far away from the nearest classroom, and no one could hear his scream.

Liao Xuebing pushed hard, Guan Muyun fell on the dirty floor mixed with urine, and locked the toilet door.

"Give you a chance, do you admit today's prank or continue to fight with the teacher?" Liao Xuebing said as he took off the clothes that were wet and glued to his body, revealing his red upper body, and his muscles were very well-proportioned, but it was a pity that countless hideous scars ruined the beauty and added to the toughness.

Guan Muyun was not a good person, so he stood up violently and scolded: "I don't care what kind of teacher you are, give me death!"