Lu Chengda checked the properties in three years and his eyes almost glared. It was not that Liao Xuebing's computer configuration was exaggerated, but that it was too unfair to compare: "Dual core central processing cry, ddr3's 2g memory, 32dg hard drive" couldn't help but curse and swear words: "***, my computer can't do anything except chatting and watching movies!"

This computer was a configuration list that the principal had for his strong sense of crisis a few days ago. In order to please Liao Xuebing, he used the opportunity to obtain power to transfer the configuration list that only the department-level director or above leaders had. Lao Liao also accidentally enjoyed the treatment of the department-level.

First get a hotmail email address and apply for an MSN account. Under Lu Chengda's guidance for several consecutive days, he has officially announced that he has left the category of novice and gradually moved to a low level. "What do you think? Have you never seen a master?" He scattered the crowd, sat down with his legs crossed, and casually found a female netizen who was only twenty years old and named "Lingbo Fairy" to chat. Unfortunately, he typed as slow as a snail. He asked him hello and had to search on the keyboard for a long time, and had to cooperate with the mouse to enter correctly. "Lingbo Fairy" replied after he searched for the keyboard for a long time and sent it over: "Your mom doesn't want to talk, don't look for me, get out!"

Liao Xuebing was stunned and turned his head to Lu Chengda and said, "It turns out that the freedom on the Internet is extremely high. You can say whatever you want to say without caring about the other person's expression."

"No one on the Internet knows that a dog is sitting behind a computer. Oh, this is what the richest man in the world said, I'm not scolding you."

Lao Liao found several netizens, but no one else talked to him, and was depressed. He opened Tulip High School Campus Network. There was a very popular news on the homepage of the forum. It was about Murong Bingyu's recent fall in love with art. He wrote that she was calm and bought a painting board and a brush Tao Zhi's temperament. He also said that art and music are connected, and called on fans to appreciate the beauty of nature.

There are many posts below, including Li Xinghua's speech, and the ID is using his real name: "Students, let's all pick up the brushes in order to see Miss Bingyu School!" It's a typical support. Other posts mostly praise Murong Bingyu's praise and admiration.

Lao Liao couldn't help but reply and wrote: "What's the best thing for a singer to learn? I suggest that you use extracurricular time to be filial to your parents and communicate with your family."

He was soon overwhelmed by saliva, and most of them left messages on his mobile phone. It seems that there are many students online during class: "Wu Ming's swelling and pain, you should get out of here, you are not welcome." "Wu Ming's swelling and pain are a fool, everyone ignores him and just treat him as a dog barking." "Which class is he from? I found out and beat him to death!"

Is this still a student? He shouted and killed, and his words were bad, which was a typical example of failed education. Liao Xuebing was about to refute one by one. He entered one by one according to the keyboard, and only typed a dozen words. The replies that insulted him had increased by more than a hundred, so he sighed and gave up: "The son is not taught!"

In the past few days of communication, Lu Chengda and Liao Xuebing had already had a natural conversation. He looked up and said, "Xiao Liao, is the new computer still easy to use?"

"Good!" Liao Xuebing replied angrily, suddenly remembering that the four-eyed Hu Ce in the class often carried computers with him. Could it be that he is also one of the experts? He has shortcomings, and Hu Ce is not astonishing as he describes it as being vulgar. Unexpectedly, he also has a specialty. He can't ask for help in picking up girls online.

She sneaked into the teaching building quietly, looking into the window in the corridor, chemistry class, teacher Qin Juan was expressionless in her lectures, and she read the text according to the book. She read any paragraphs in the book, as if there were only a group of zombies under the stage. Faced with such a teacher, the classmates were unintentionally listening, you said yours, I played mine.

Liao Xuebing became angry. Can students be interested in teaching such a teacher? Can they understand what they don’t have to be patient? They blame the students for being bad to her, which is too shameful! If you have the chance in the future, you will blame her for being absurd, but the students’ discipline is not good. It may be a vicious cycle. The students began to make trouble on purpose. The teacher was angry and perfunctory in teaching and just went through it. The teacher gave a bad lecture. The students who were originally interested in learning had no choice but to play with the crowd.

A light flashed in the classroom. He Lian, who was sitting at the corner and squeezed acne, found that Teacher Liao was peeping outside the window and hurriedly sent a signal to everyone. Those who were afraid of Liao Xuebing stopped making noise. The classmates who didn't care about him stopped seeing others quiet, so they also stopped.

"I will write down the most quarrels first, and then settle the accounts after the midterm exam. Damn, Xia Wei said yesterday that he would become stronger, and today he would help others copy homework. It's really like the best candidate for cattle and horses. Xiao Lanluo is sleeping again, and his posture is incorrect and prone to cervical spine diseases. Ouyang Lifang flirted with Zhong Bai, a good pair of live treasures, Hu Ce, playing computer games, isn't he afraid that his eyes are not myopia enough?"

I recorded all the students' inhuman behaviors one by one in my notebook. Now it is not the time to betray myself. I went back to the office and took out the essays submitted yesterday and started to review them slowly.

First of all, there is Bei Xiaodan's composition. She is the representative of Chinese class. He is the one who collects homework and always likes to put his notebook first.

"Today is a wonderful weekend. In the evening, my mother was arranging the chef in the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous dinner. My father chatted with the guests in the living room. My father liked to talk about his glorious history back then, saying that he was in the world and could do everything, thinking about what happened back then. Later, when the topic changed, when talking about cooking, my father immediately bragged loudly, saying that he was the best in Zhonghai City, and even my mother was willing to give up the disadvantage. The customer disagreed, but had to agree with his father. Just when his father was boasting, my mother had already stood behind him and was staring at his father with a fierce look. Seeing this scene, the customer wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. My mother said unconvincedly: 'Old Bei, you

I was bragging again, you come to cook.’ ‘Yes, hearing is false, seeing is true.’ I also echoed. ‘Fry it, I promise that I want to eat the dishes I cooked.’ I can’t stand the inspiration of my mother and I. Dad couldn’t stand the excitement of me and my husband, and then walked into the kitchen to let the chef cool off. In order to teach my father a lesson, I also came up with a clever plan. I took out a bottle of jam from the refrigerator and poured some juice into the dishes that my father cooked when he was not paying attention. Unexpectedly, the dishes were very delicious. It was really not enough to steal chickens and rice. Seeing that we were so happy, Dad took out a camera and took us down. This is my house, a happy and interesting home.”

Liao Xuebing was overjoyed, and Bei Xiaodan was really good. This was definitely made up by her. Maybe she would copy the sample essay in "Selected Compositions" and process and modify it herself to use it as homework to make up the numbers. Bei Xiaodan's family is not as it says in the article? It is not in line with the actual situation at all, so she added a comment: "The writing is smooth, the words are appropriate, and the imagination is rich."

Bei Xiaodan is like this. As for the homework of other classmates, the homework of other classmates is even more unbearable. What I and my mother grow vegetables, my grandfather and I watch "The Great Trouble in the Heavenly Palace" together, my brother and I make butterfly specimens, etc., unexpected plots emerge one by one. Wang Long, the archive says that he is the only son of the family. You have a bad younger brother and you also make specimens! Zhong Bai, your mother is still abroad, growing vegetables with your mother? You have everything in your villa and garden, and your life is not as difficult as that, right?

Liao Xuebing became more and more angry as he read it. He almost wanted to tear all the homework books apart. He opened the last book. Zhou An, "My father and I drove to the beach for a ride." In the end, he laughed: "It's good for students to hand in homework on time. It's a huge improvement. Everything must be followed by rules and taken slowly. We can't expect them to reach the top in one step and everyone will become a great writer."

Anyway, if you don’t have classes in the morning, it’s better to go to the lawn slope of the Central Garden to sleep. Find a clumsy excuse for diarrhea and sneak out of the office. You have to guard against the discipline supervisor of the Academic Affairs Department, dodge left and right, like an agent stealing Dixuan’s intelligence.

At nine o'clock, the night dew was not dry yet, and the sun shone on it, crystal clear, as charming as pearls.

Lao Liao had to lie on the cold stone chair and look up at the blue sky: "The weather is a bit cold, so you should come to sleep in the afternoon. Will the school beauties of Class 1 come? I have forgotten these days, and it feels so pleasant to chat with the beauty."

The leather shoes were striking on the grass. This time the person who came was not the beautiful student, but the beautiful teacher Su Bingyun. There was a disgusting man Mo Yongtai next to her. The two of them were smiling, unable to tell whether it was the gentleness and politeness that Su Da Meiren was used to or that she had a special affection for Mo Yongtai. In short, this is not a good sign.

Mo Yongtai was very smart and had a quick mind. He asked Su Bingyun to go out for a walk and chat while there was no physical education class or art class in the morning. He was just because he had contacted Murong Bingyu and everyone discussed how to hype the next time and expand the influence of the momentum. Su Bingyun was concerned about the progress of the art competition, and had no disgust towards Mo Yongtai, so he agreed to come out together.

Mo Yongtai made a fuck while the iron was hot, and wanted to take the opportunity to develop the relationship between colleagues into a friend. Then Xu Tu slowly stepped forward and prepared for a protracted battle. He showed off his literary and humorousness along the way, and told some pleasing jokes, which made Su Bingyun smile.

Liao Xuebing thought to himself: "A good girl is so fucked by a dog."

Mo Yongtai first discovered Liao Xuebing and greeted him with a smile: "Teacher Liao, such a coincidence, there is no class in the morning? It seems that you are quite leisurely."

Su Bingyun was neither lukewarm nor hot, "Teacher Liao, early."

The two of them looked unnatural. Could it be that they were knocked out and dated secretly? No, Mo Yongtai would not be able to take advantage of his behavior and style. Lao Liao said: "Teacher Mo, it is rare to see so few people by your side."

Mo Yongtai was puzzled: "Why are there anyone with me?"
Chapter completed!