Liao Xuebing was so amused that he continued to work hard.

When the moon rose high in the air, he ate a bucket of instant noodles, and when the moon set, he drank a glass of water. Before he knew it, the night had passed. The sky gradually became brighter, and some people were practicing morning exercises. The old man who was pushing the cart was also selling buns and steamed buns along the street. The number of vehicles gradually became more and the alley downstairs began to be noisy for a day.

He stretched his waist, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at the results of his hard work on the table for a day and a night, and couldn't help but feel deeply worried. Until now, he has only copied the first volume, which is equivalent to one-sixth of the three years in high school.

When I went to the bathroom to wash my face and looked at the mirror, I was startled by myself. My swollen eyelids, big black eye circles, sighing stubble, and my hair that was messy. Even a street tramp was more handsome than him.

"Forget it, I'm so tired. I'd better take a nap and get up and study the countermeasures. Qiu Daqi, if you make me so miserable, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

Unexpectedly, as soon as I lay on the bed and touched the soft quilt and enjoyed the gentle morning wind, I never wanted to get up again. I had several beautiful dreams in a place full of flowers and plants, surrounded by dozens of girls.

It was not until the sun shone through the window and shone on his butt that he lazily picked up his phone and looked at it. He was shocked and rolled off the bed. It was already 2:00 pm, and there were only four hours left before the deadline set yesterday. Even if he had more than ten hands and five heads, it was still too late. What should I do?

It is definitely not a solution to continue copying.

A wrinkled piece of paper fell out of her pocket, with Mrs. Smith's phone number written on it. Liao Xuebing lit a cigarette, walked with a punch, thought for a long time, and dialed the phone.

"Hello?" A very peaceful voice came from the receiver, making his irritable heart feel much calmer.

"Hello, Mrs. Smith, I am Liao Xuebing." As soon as he spoke, his hoarse voice as if sandpaper and polished wood scared me very much. It turned out that after a night of hard work, his vocal cords had become extremely mutated.

"Oh, Liao, it's you. I guess you must have finished the handout, right?"

"Not yet, madam, I think I have told you before. I don't have any experience in my career, and I really can't find a solution to this problem." Liao Xuebing felt in pain.

"Since it can't be solved, why did you call me at this time? It's already two o'clock, and you still have four hours." Mrs. Smith's voice sounded a little unhappy.

Liao Xuebing was very happy, "Madam, will you help me if you say so?"

"I have a friend who has been a high school Chinese teacher for twenty years. You can borrow a few sets of handouts from her and then change it to a cover with your name so that I can submit a job. I will not be criticized by the board of directors for abusing my power to appoint an inexperienced newbie. I have contacted her and she agreed."

"That's great, madam, you are so cute!" Liao Xuebing shouted happily when he heard this almost incredible surprise.

"Unfortunately, the distance is a bit long, so you have to rush over immediately and try to show up in the principal's office with a lecture notes before six o'clock. Her name is Ji Min, and she is a Chinese teacher and deputy director of the Lihua Girls' School in Niujiao District, Pingzhou City. This is her phone number, you remember it."

It is 60 kilometers from Zhonghai City to Pingzhou City, two hours back and forth. The remaining time is enough for him to do anything well. Lao Liao was simply overjoyed.

"Well, I have written it down and guaranteed that there will be no problems. Please rest assured. I would like to ask you one thing, what is the phone number of Mr. Principal? I hope it will not cause trouble for you. I have some things to consult him."

"The phone number of the principal's office is..."

"Thank you very much, goodbye!"

Liao Xuebing happily closed the line and then called the principal. Shu Chang's mood suddenly understood. They had a question, so I followed suit. This is defense, but I also had to take the initiative to mention them. It is both offensive and defensive, and the right way is to be both offensive and defensive.

"Dear Mr. Principal, the sun is bright today. Don't you want to go out for a walk?" Lao Liao said, and reached into his crotch to scratch his itch.

"Who are you?"

"I am Liao Xuebing who applied for the job yesterday."

"It's you. It sounds like you're in a good mood. Have you prepared the handout?"

"Thank you for your concern. I will send it to you before six o'clock. But I just met Mrs. Smith in the cafe. Isn't she the school director? Why are she sitting there alone whenever?" After saying this, Liao Xuebing pricked up his ears to distinguish the principal's reaction when he heard the fake news.

"This... Madam has the freedom to control her personal time. Going to have a cup of coffee on such a quiet afternoon is a life attitude."

Listen carefully, through the slightly distorted sound of the radio waves, he could sense that the principal's heartbeat was a little rapid. Generally speaking, people who are in the admiration period will have different symptoms when they hear the name of the partner they admire, even if they are like the principal's old man, they are still inevitable.

Based on this, Liao Xuebing can be sure that the principal has unreasonable thoughts about Mrs. Smith. If it is not unexpected, he should only be in a secret love period, have a simple favorable impression of the other party, and is absolutely embarrassed to let others know.

"At that time, I greeted Mrs. Smith, and she invited me to sit with her. We talked for a long time, from the weather to the travels, and we were all over the place. I didn't expect that Mrs. Smith was so approachable, and her calm and indifferent attitude also infected me." Liao Xuebing made up the lie as if it was true.

"Is that so? Mrs. Smith deserves respect and love." The principal couldn't figure out why he suddenly mentioned this, but he still wanted to hear about Mrs. Smith.

"Mrs. Smith said she would go to that cafe alone every week to spend the leisure afternoon. She said it would be great if someone chatted with her. I hope someone can have coffee with her next week, preferably the kind you meet unexpectedly. Haha, Mr. Principal, I'm so embarrassed to talk to you so much nonsense. Let's see you next time."

"Hey, wait, can you tell me the name of that cafe?"

Liao Xuebing laughed wildly in his heart, "Old guy, if you don't take the bait, I really can't do anything to you!" He paused deliberately and said in a hesitant voice: "Ah, because I was busy with the lecture notes today, I forgot the name of the cafe!"

The principal vaguely heard that he was making things difficult for him: "What kind of memory do you have?"

"I'll try to recall it. I'll tell you after passing the interview this afternoon!" This actually has a hint. As long as the principal, you don't make any secret trouble and let me pass the test smoothly, I will definitely say that I believe his IQ and can understand it.

"Well, think more and try to think about it, just treat it as a training of memory." The principal said hurriedly.

After closing the line, he looked at the time and calculated the itinerary at nearly 2:30. Now he had time to rush to Pingzhou City. He walked out of the door and felt hungry and exhausted, but time could not be delayed. In desperation, he could only force himself to endure it.

It was too hasty in the corridor and was not careful enough to see the road, and collided with a petite body head-on. Liao Xuebing was about to say sorry, but the man looked up at him, screamed in surprise, then took a few steps back, and hurried to the corner of the wall. It was the girl who was newly moved yesterday afternoon, dressed very lightly, and her round and slender thighs were exposed to the air, looking very pleasing to the eye.

"What's wrong with you?" Liao Xuebing thought she was injured.

The girl opened her eyes wide, and the fear in her expression gradually dissipated. She nodded at him and said, "I'm sorry!" She turned her head and ran away, and no one was seen in the blink of an eye.

"Is this kid a hell?"

He didn't know how much his image was compared to that of a ghost at this moment, with pale faces, dark circles, messy hair and dull eyes. He thought about the evil shape he was when he faced the girl yesterday. At first glance, it was both vulgar and terrifying, or was he "deliberately" collide with him, so he might not have to do anything vulgar. No wonder the girl was so scared that she almost lost her soul.

Regardless of how embarrassing the image, I took a taxi to the Beicheng District Station. There were not too many passengers, and the ticket hall was very quiet. Only some people who were about to leave their hometown were guarding the entrance, waiting for their own bus. It happened to be right, and there was another train heading to Pingzhou. The next trip had to wait until four o'clock.

This is a short-distance tram that passes between cities. It has only four carriages, with few seats, a large area in the middle, and a ring for passengers to grasp. Because the speed is fast and there are many stations in the middle, it is designed as a bus to accommodate more passengers.

There were not many people at the initial site, and there were one or two spare seats. Liao Xuebing quickly occupied a seat with his eyes and legs. He lay down comfortably, looking at the scenery flying backwards outside the window. The tram quickly drove out of the city and passed through the villages, fields and woods. The blue sky outside the window, floating white clouds, and the farmer working in the fields all made him feel peaceful.
Chapter completed!