The next day, Liao Xuebing came to the school as usual. Jiang Feng and the three sluts were all despicable, and their eyes were full of scary blood. They were speechless and stopped after walking a few steps. It turned out that they were dozing off while walking - their bodies were so weak that they were yesterday's girl.

Others asked, but the three sluts didn't answer any of them and couldn't hold on to sleep on the desk. Soon after, three heavy and long snoring sounds rang in the office.

Liao Xuebing really wanted to go to Qiu Daqi's office to see how the old enemy was, but he still held back that Qiu Daqi must be thousands of times worse than Jiang Feng.

Today's course is "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng". This classic ancient text has always been Liao Xuebing's favorite. It has been carefully prepared for a long time. The lecture notes have been revised several times. I have read a lot of comments and comments from previous generations and referring to the experience of Mr. Ji Min of Lihua Girls' School, and I vow to give the students in Class 2 of Year 2 a new experience.

When the class time is up, I come to the classroom with the textbook in my arms. When I push the door open, I carefully pressed the door with the textbook. At the same time, I accumulate strength and prepare to escape immediately as soon as I find something is wrong.

The door opened, nothing happened, but the classroom discipline was still not very reasonable. Except for Li Yuzhong, four people in the Mongolian army dormitory, Murong Lanluo, Zhou An, everyone else was playing, as if they were playing on the street, and they still played the same thing now. Cui Zheng and Wu Chunxing were as good as mixing oil in honey, Cui Zheng simply moved a chair and sat next to Wu Chunxing, continuing the world of two people as if no one was around. Ding Liujing was applying nail polish, and a girl in the back seat kept stretching her neck to provide her with advice. Xia Wei didn't know what movie he downloaded on his mobile phone, which actually attracted a large group of people to watch. He waved his hand a little impatiently, "Oh, don't be so close, it's so hot." Li Yuzhong stared coldly: "Xia Wei, put away your broken cell phone and it's time to class."

Lao Liao was about to slap the table when he suddenly saw the podium on the new and bright, reflecting the light outside the window as vivid as new, which was particularly strange. Few people took the initiative to clean the podium, and a lot of chalk dust accumulated, the patent leather also fell off, and the luster was dim. It was impossible for them to become new suddenly, and someone must have tampered with it.

Suddenly I saw a fly stopping on it and lingering. After a closer look, it turned out that the podium was covered with strong glue. Not to mention flies, even if people encounter it, they would inevitably feel embarrassed. These thieves are really vicious.

"Who? Who did you apply glue on the podium? I will not blame him for admitting automatically within one minute, nor will I retaliate. If I do not admit it actively and find out, I will be punished." Liao Xuebing shouted, his eyes searching back and forth in the classroom like a searchlight to see whose expression is the most suspicious.

His eyes were on Murong Lanluo's face and intended to inquire. Murong Lanluo shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not see it.

"Okay, a minute has passed, no one has the courage to admit their crimes. This headless case will be left to be discussed later. Guan Muyun, Zhong Bai, yesterday asked you to submit a three thousand-word review letter, why didn't you submit it?"

Everyone looked at Guan Muyun to see how he answered. Guan Muyun was both hated and afraid. It was a shame to be drowned in the urine pit. He refused to tell others about this experience, and no one could know about it.

Guan Muyun lowered his head and remained silent for about half a minute. The scene was silent, waiting for his answer, whether to admit his mistakes obediently or resist the teacher bravely. Guan Muyun has always been a pioneer in making fun of the teacher, but he has never been so despised by his classmates. When he was excited, he would stand up and say, "I just didn't write, do you care?" But when he looked at Teacher Liao's eyes, the beat was so easy to remember, and he immediately became discouraged. He took out a few thick pages of printing paper dejectedly and said, "I've written it yesterday, but I didn't find the teacher, so I stayed here."

There was a chilling sound at the scene, and Guan Muyun surrendered? Many people thought: Could it be that he deliberately showed his enemy to be weak and paralyzed Teacher Liao, and when Teacher Liao's vigilance decreases, he will have a more powerful backup plan.

Liao Xuebing nodded with satisfaction and said, "Since you have written the review letter, you will take it to the podium and read it to the students to express your determination to correct your mistakes."

Guan Muyun was unwilling to do so, but one thousand were difficult to accept. If he went to the stage to read the review letter in public, his face would be greatly lost. However, the fishy smell of urine seemed to remain at the nose. He weighed the two, and would rather be underestimated by the classmates, so he hung his head and walked to the podium with his head hanging down.

Liao Xuebing leaned into Guan Muyun's ear and whispered: "If I find that the podium glue is applied by you, then you should prepare to eat shit." Guan Muyun was shocked: "No, it's not me!" "Who is that?" "I don't know."

"Check letter. Dear Teacher Liao: Hello! I am wrong. I admit that I am wrong. I have lived in honey since I was a child, and when I grew up, I still live in honey. My parents spoiled me very much. So, I finally realized that my awareness was too low and did not touch the depths of my soul. I regretted what I did. If God could give me another chance, I would definitely say to Teacher Liao: Sorry..." Guan Muyun began to read with emotion. Liao Xuebing frowned. The sentences in the review letter were not understood and the turning point was abrupt. The first and the next sentences often had no connection. There were also a few typos and white words. They also read them accordingly, and there was no point in mentioning the key points. They were just talking and talking again. Is this the writing level of high school students today?

The three thousand-word review letter is full of essays, including many online languages ​​and movie lines. Liao Xuebing was full of worries, but the students in the audience were listening to extremely humorous stand-up comedy, and they smiled foolishly from time to time.

"...Why am I late? Because I am lazy by nature and do not realize the importance of time. I woke up in the morning, opened my left eye, then opened my right eye, then lifted the quilt, put on my clothes and then put on my pants, and then put on socks after I put on my pants. Then I walked out of the dormitory step by step, and then came to the toilet step by step..."

There were bursts of laughter in the audience, and the classroom was filled with joyful air.

Hello, I didn't ask you to review the reasons for being late. I wrote it in a mess, so I must have copied some sample essays. Damn, the boy is really dishonest.

"I realize how precious time is to a person. When he looks back on the past, he will not regret wasting his years, nor will he be ashamed of mediocrity..."

Even if he copied it, he still did not copy it well. Liao Xuebing felt like he was disappointed. Guan Muyun finally finished reading the review, and many people in the audience were already laughing their chins numb.
Chapter completed!