"No need to say, I understand." Liao Xuebing interrupted her: "I am 28 years old this year. I have only had three loves and have never been married yet. I am loyal to you, respect leaders, consolidate colleagues, love students, be proactive, and strive for the development of society and protect the peace of the world. My favorite thing is chicken, duck, fish, and the music I love to listen to is Italian opera."

Su Bingyun heard Lao Liao say it was like a marriage proposal, but she was really useless, so she wiped her cold sweat: "Teacher Liao, this is not what I want to know."

Liao Xuebing interrupted her again: "Why didn't you say it earlier? I thought you were looking for a partner. I am not talented. There are a few acres of thin fields in the countryside, a few good pigs, and a good vegetable. If you can't get married, it's okay to talk to me about it. You must be trying to talk to me about the inner connection between music and art, right? In fact, this is a very in-depth knowledge, and it's right to find me. I will answer it one by one. When I was a doctoral supervisor at Zhonghai University in the past."

Su Bingyun rubbed her stomach and thought to herself: "Sedule and calm, don't be angry about him." After drinking half a cup of orange juice, he calmed down the market and said, "Teacher Liao, you misunderstood. What I want to discuss is." This time she stopped pausing and continued in one breath: "I want to know what the tattoo behind your new one is!"

"Tattoo?" Liao Xuebing laughed: "Tattoo is also a very knowledgeable art. Tattoo is born from the custom of crow skin bodies of primitive tribes and ethnic groups around the world. That is, after surgery, the patterns that are left without fading in a certain part of the body include birds, beasts, flowers, totems, scriptures, gossips, etc., reflecting their aesthetic consciousness and religious concepts."

Su Bingyun couldn't imagine that every time he talked about a topic, he would talk for a long time, and even the calm person who said this was so calm several times, he was furious and suddenly filled the orange sweat and said, "Don't talk nonsense, will I be fine when I finish it? What I want to know is not the origin and development profile of the tattoo, I just want to know the tattoo on your back."

"Oh, why didn't you explain it clearly earlier?" (Su Bingyun wanted to go to the dining table and pull out all ten table knives and inserted them into his mouth: I said it early in the morning, do you insist on talking nonsense, okay?) Old Liao sighed long. His eyes showed memories of the past: "It's been a long time, and you were not born yet. Twenty-eight years ago, in a poor mountain village in Zhonghai, there was a couple who fell in love with each other. One winter, suddenly, lightning was thunder and lightning, strong winds were blowing, and sand was flying third grade, and a golden dragon appeared in the sky. Soon after, my wife found out that she was pregnant. Ten months later, she gave birth to a little boy, and the boy had a tattoo with clear patterns on his back. The countryside said that this child would become the emperor when he grew up! Well, as you wish, that talented boy is me."

Su Bingyun was furious and slapped the table hard and stood up, shouting: "Liao Xuebing! Don't keep talking nonsense, can you be more serious?"

Although Mo Yongtai didn't know the topic of them, he was so happy when he saw the beauty getting angry and thought, "Bingyun's temper is so elusive, it would be strange if you Liao Xuebing can make good." He even wanted Su Bingyun to tie him up in public, and the more intense the conflict, the better.

"Teacher Mo, oh, don't always touch someone's butt?" Ouyang Lifang suddenly screamed softly, and her voice said whether it was heavy or not, or not. It happened that most normal people could hear it in the neighborhood twenty meters. Mo Yongtai was thinking about his thoughts, but he didn't notice the meaning of the words for a while. He lifted his hand, which was originally placed on his waist and far from his butt, and said casually: "Well, then I won't touch it."

Su Bingyun became more and more unhappy when she heard this. It turned out that men were not good things. Mo Yongtai wanted to ask him to have dinner every day and wrote very interesting letters. He thought he should be a good person, but he didn't expect that he was so dirty.

If nothing unexpected happens, Mo Yongtai's handsome appearance, elegant temperament, family wealth that is as rich as earth, and seemingly dedicated feelings, he should be able to catch up with Su Bingyun for another two months. After all, no matter how hard a woman's heart is, she will be moved by diamonds. Unfortunately, Diamond King Lao Wu met the pervert Liao Xuebing and smashed his dream of scooping a hundred girls in half.

The people around him had already cast disdainful eyes at Mo Yongtai. But Ouyang Lifang said again: "Teacher Mo, what is under you that is hard against me?"

"It's nothing!" Mo Yongtai agreed casually, and suddenly felt a large group of people staring at him angrily, everyone gritted their teeth, as if they were surrounded by the flames of the subway. They couldn't help but wonder. After chewing Ouyang Xianfang's words carefully, the back of the collar was immediately soaked with cold sweat. Every sentence was extremely hidden frame-up. But the two of them were tightly attached, and they didn't know where to explain it. Even if they explained, others would not believe that he was innocent.

Mo Yongtai gritted his teeth, leaving a full foot of distance, and his arms were suspended in the air, so that their dancing posture became extremely strange. Most of the people had done it in the dance hall, and when everyone saw that he was like this, they would no longer pursue it.

Su Bingyun no longer paid attention to the dance floor's actions and said seriously: "Is your back waist a tattoo with a flash-shaped cereal pattern?"

"How do you know?"

"Is it a blooming flower that is very passionate and beautiful, with twenty-five braids and thirteen leaves?"

Lao Liao was really strange this time: "Hey, how did you know?"

"Don't worry about me for now, when did you tell me your tattoo come on?" Su Bingyun's expression was very serious. Old Liao, who was staring at her chest, could even tell from the violent heartbeat that she was nervous and panic, as if she was facing the most important choice in life.

Because [I am afraid that girls think tattoos are symbols of the underworld, Liao Xuebing always denied them when picking up girls, and scratched his head and said, "Oh, it's all my fault for being confused for a while. I believe Teacher Mo's slander. Last week, he lied to me that tattoos were the current social fashion, so he invited me to find a pattern for each of them. Teacher Mo stabbed the names of 108 women he had pursued. I had nothing to stab, so I closed my eyes and looked for a picture, so it became like this. Oh, I didn't expect it to be ugly. I have to go to the hospital for a laser removal surgery in a few days."

Su Bingyun stared at his eyes tightly, not blinking: "Lie! Your tattoo has been around for at least ten years!"

Liao Xuebing suddenly realized: It turned out that he was seen when playing volleyball in the afternoon. It might be that Qiu Daqi sent him to find evidence of the crime. Because the teacher's guidelines are unknown, it clearly states that tattoos are not allowed to be allowed to avoid causing bad influence among the students. This female teacher is not close to her, and the two are not very close. They are repeatedly entangled in the Epiphyllum. What is the intention? If it weren't for Qiu Daqi's spy, that would be amazing.

Two thick smoke blew out of his nose and said coldly: "I said it was last week. Do you know the tattoo on me better than me?"

Su Bingyun was very serious: "Liao Xuebing, can you tell the truth? I found out that the tattoo doesn't look like a new thorn in the afternoon."

"It's a mess. Women are really unreasonable animals. If you don't believe it, go and ask Teacher Mo if he has one hundred and eight women's names. It is said that every time he conquers a woman, he will add that woman's name."

"Then do you dare to show it to me?"

"Hehe, the tattoo is on the butt, do you dare to look at it? Oh, I'm still a virgin. It seems like it's too a disadvantage. Why don't Teacher Su show me your butt, and everyone will be even."

Liao Xuebing was so shameless and vulgar that Su Bingyun was so angry that he trembled all over, but he was unwilling to give up. He gritted his teeth and said, "No, you have to show me."

At this moment, Ouyang Lifang suddenly staggered and held her forehead and said, "Yeah, my head is so dizzy, my body is so hot and uncomfortable, Teacher Mo, the glass of water you gave me just now."

Everyone was looking at them for a moment. Chu Xia rushed forward to support her and shouted loudly: "Okay, you Mo Yongtai, you are a beast in a vegetarian manner. She actually gave her a psychedelic drug!"

The dancers stopped and the crowd was infuriated. The boys rolled up their sleeves to fill the beast with old fists.

Mo Yongtai was a smart person after all. Calm down, let go of Ouyang Lifang, signaling everyone not to be excited, and said, "When did I give her medicine? This way, you insist that I did something bad. Now everyone is on the scene. We can go to the hospital for a checkup immediately. Where is her body uncomfortable? You will know after testing."

Ouyang Lifang said weakly: "No need, I want to rest quietly by myself for a while. Xiaoxia, please help me to sit down."

Mo Yongtai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. There were at least four possibilities for this matter. First, Liao Xuebing drugged her - Bah! Who else could it be that old lust Liao Xuebing? Second, Ouyang Xianfang took the wrong medicine himself. Third, Ouyang Xianfang did nothing and deliberately pretended to be faint and framed. Fourth, Ouyang Lifang was extremely good at doing things, and even took medicine, just to mess with herself. In contact with the two malicious calls just now, Liao Xuebing must be the one behind the scenes. These four possible end results point to him. Mo Yongtai, thinking of this, he was sweating profusely: "Oh, you are the surname Liao, in order to attack my image in front of Su Bingyun, you won't make this bad decision. Okay, don't blame him for the first day of the lunar month or fifteen."

But Ouyang Lifang refused to go to the hospital and even kept the suspicious hat in his arms. Now everyone looks at him with a weird look, as if he was looking at a person with a sign hanging on his chest and the sign saying "rapist".
Chapter completed!