"Teacher, please introduce yourself too!" a girl shouted.

"Haha, I want to say it too?" Liao Xuebing scratched his head, "I like learning, Chinese, mathematics, geography, history, biochemistry; I am also particularly interested in art, such as music, art, sculpture, calligraphy, photography, and sports are also one of my hobbies, football, basketball, volleyball, tennis, badminton, swimming, running, cycling; there are housework, washing, cooking, cooking, taking care of family members, I also like to play, go on outings, traveling, racing, street dance, fashion shopping..." He talked endlessly, and added a sentence to his stomach: "It's just a matter of talking, I have only heard of names, and I haven't even seen them."

"Wow——" the students screamed and said, "The teacher is so interested in it. Can the teacher give me some time to help me with that street dance?" "Teacher, I want to learn to play the piano." "Teacher, there will be a school football invitational tournament next week!"

"It's a piano, I'm a little bit of it, I'm good at playing football. Why do you say that in college, people called me 'golden right foot'? Does anyone like art? As for the Brutal Impressionist, I'm also involved in some... "

Liao Xuebing was proud. Anyway, bragging doesn’t require taxes. You can say whatever you like, at least let the students realize his “learning” and coughed: “Everyone is quiet. It’s still time for class. You can leave it for extracurricular activities. I will take you to climb Longxiang Mountain and go swimming by the beach. In short, the combination of work and rest will definitely make everyone have fun. But the premise is that your grades must increase slightly.”

"Okay! I want to go to the beach the most, there are beautiful bikini girls that can be pleasing to the eye." "It's more satisfying to go camping in the wild." "Tomorrow is the weekend. Will we go tomorrow?"

Unlike other teachers who showed majestic postures when they first met, Liao Xuebing's awkwardness and humbleness gave Class 2 a different feeling.

Several students in the last row of the class were handing out notes. Their hidden and swift movements would always be delivered quickly at the blink of an eye. Liao Xuebing didn't have eight eyes and could not find it at all. "It's interesting." "It seems to be pretending." "I'll talk about it after observing for a few days."

This class was spent in a relaxed atmosphere. The cool early autumn morning breeze was like his mood. As soon as the person relaxed, he became excited and laughed loudly: "Go to camp? That's great. There is Bibo Lake in the suburbs of 37 kilometers west of the Central Sea. There is a Bibo Lake. The scenery is picturesque and the woods are quiet. It is a good place to relax. Last year, I caught a big salmon weighing 27 kilograms in Bibo Lake. Several people ate it for several days. The meat of the fish is delicious, and I still reminisce about it!"

"Teacher! I clearly remember that national geographically said that there is no salmon in the waters in our area."

"Haha, yes! Why are there salmons in Bibo Lake? This is a big discovery. Maybe oceanographers will be interested. It may be that trout that looks like salmon, which has been so long, I can't remember it very clearly." Liao Xuebing was calm, but he broke out in his back: Don't you say that today's students are not ignorant of their skills, why do you even understand such difficult knowledge?

"Ah?" the student who asked the question said in surprise: "Teacher, trout belongs to the order of salmon, and the family Salmon family, isn't it a kind of salmon?"

"Haha, there are many small animals in the nearby forest. When camping late at night, there will be furry foxes arching into their sleeping bags to squeeze warmth." Liao Xuebing directly bypassed the problem that made him feel headache.

"Wow, so cute!" The girls' eyes lit up with little stars, "I'm going to camp! Teacher, take us there, I'm going to fish for salmon and trout..."

Liao Xuebing cleared his throat, and it was enough to say that he had enough words. He said with a straight face: "I just served as your class teacher and I still have a lot of work to deal with. Let's do this. I will test your grades next week. If there is a pass rate of 90%, I will take you there." A pass rate of 90% seems embarrassing, but it is the grand goal that Liao Xuebing set when referring to the poor transcripts of the whole class.

Some of the students cheered loudly, some looked flickering, and some were indifferent. It was not what he imagined that all the students stood up and shouted in unison: "We will definitely work hard!"... Anyway, the last class teacher left a lot of class fees, so why not use it to communicate with each other?

After class, Lao Liao was about to leave, and a group of students rushed up and said to him, "If we have a good test, you will definitely fulfill your promise, right?" or boring topics such as "Teacher, your skin is so white, what brand of cosmetics are used?". The teacher on the left and the teacher on the right made him floating like a cloud.

The students are really enthusiastic and can reflect the fusion of the teacher-student relationship from the side. Liao Xuebing wanted to leave but couldn't, so he stayed on the podium and continued to talk to the students. Occasionally, a girl's smooth skin touched him, and she was suddenly excited, and she seemed to have suddenly become twelve years younger. The class leader Cui Zheng took out a pack of Viceroy cigarettes and handed it to him and said, "The teacher taught us how hard we are, please smoke."

"How come you have cigarettes? Don't you know the school rules that students are not allowed to smoke? Cui Zheng, as the class monitor, you should set an example."

"No, teacher, we know you have worked very hard all the time, so we collectively gathered money to buy a bag of Viceroy to honor you."

"Oh, so that's the case. I won't be the case. As a punishment for carrying cigarettes at school, I decided to confiscate cigarettes." Liao Xuebing put Viceroy in his pocket.

Cui Zheng got out of the crowd surrounding Lao Liao and whispered to a cold boy in the corner with his arms and chest: "Ahu, he is greedy for small gains, and it seems that he is easy to deal with."

Liao Xuebing felt the attention of the pedestrians to him all the way, and Zhi was so satisfied that he returned to the office. As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Feng shouted: "Xiao Liao, it is said that Class 2 of Year 2 is a class of death, why are you not careful at all?"

Liao Xuebing really couldn't figure it out: "What kind of death class is? I'm talking nonsense, and the students are very kind."

Jiang Feng pointed at him and shouted, "Don't move!" He walked over and carefully removed a piece of white paper behind him and sent it to him.

There is a big turtle painted on it. The author has a good painting skills, with shadows, perspective angles, and lines all outlined vividly. Even the turtle's face is vividly expressed on the paper. The paper is brand new and there is still transparent tape at the corners. It is obvious that it was pasted on when the students surrounded him just now.

No wonder why so many people looked at him when they came back all the way, thinking that they were as handsome as the number one star in China, Bai Youcheng?
Chapter completed!