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Chapter 137 The Invitation of Bai Youcheng

"When I call you, if your dad says it's less than ninety-nine times, you'll have to be beaten."

Li Yu took out the mp4 player and said, "No need, teacher, I have evidence, I have recorded it all. There are at least two hundred sentences in two days."

"Good boy, you really have it." Put the earbuds into the ear hole and turn the volume up. The first sentence was Li Yuzhong calling: "Mom!" His mother replied downstairs: "Hey! What's the matter?" Li Yuzhong replied impatiently: "Nothing is wrong." After a while, Li Yuzhong shouted again: "Mom_____!" His mother replied: "Hey! What's the matter?" Li Yuzhong still said that it was okay. It took a few minutes, and Li Yuzhong must call his father or mother once. He just put together two hundred sentences, probably his mother was about tortured to become a lunatic.

Liao Xuebing laughed furiously: "Boy, this is how you talk to your family?"

"Yes, you didn't specify what to say. I really had nothing to say with them, just shouting like that, so I can save you trouble." Li Yuzhong took back the mp4 and said, "By the way, Teacher Liao, the board of directors gave me 5,000 yuan, which is the medical compensation for the director of the discipline, I will give it to you all."

Lao Liao pinched his neck and put it back: "This is only once, no one will be given. After going home in the evening, you should have more nutritious conversations with your parents, such as thanking anyone who cooked before the meal..." Zhong Bai interrupted: "It is the food made by the Filipino maid." The food made by the Filipino maid is also thanking! If the parents are not full after the meal, you should respectfully say, 'Mom and Dad, I am already full, please use it slowly.' and then rush to clean up the dishes."

Li Yuzhong said again: "What? When I was a child, I was rushing to clean up when I was full. My mother scolded me and said that this was a servant doing the work and I didn't want me to do it."

Liao Xuebing said: "You are not educated, and the ancient sayings are reasonable. This way, I will educate you well. At present, you mainly focus on greetings. When you meet or say goodbye to your parents, you have to give birth. You can't go back to your room without saying a word and change your clothes and go outside to fool around."

"Okay. Remember." Li Yuzhong lowered his head and said.

"What's the name Cui Zheng and the others did just now?"

When talking about this, Li Yuzhong became excited: "There was a gossip newspaper in the morning. A person who looked very much like you was with Bai Youcheng. The media thought that the person was Bai Youcheng's biological brother. Cui Zheng and the others divided into two factions to argue whether this person was you, so they put the photo on the computer and arranged the page, changed the title and content, and went to the printing factory to print dozens of tabloids with the same content as before."

"Fuck. Why did I become the brother of Baiyoucheng? How do I look like that birdman?"

"Teacher? Do you really know Bai Youcheng?" Li Yuzhong turned his face and looked carefully: "In addition to looking more treacherous, lustful, and perverted, it looks a bit like it."

"Haha, I dare to slander the teacher." Lao Liao lit a cigarette and handed him one: "Sometimes I really find it hard to understand what your children of your age are thinking, why is it a little different from ours at that time."

The two of them leaned side by side on the railing and sucked the clouds and mist. Li Yuzhong pondered for a while and said, "Maybe, this is the generation gap."

"The values ​​are different. The pants I wore in middle school were patched, but now students' clothes are only ripped. At that time, my mother bought me a shirt, and I will still wear them in winter. Although there are many holes, I can't bear to throw them away."

Li Yuzhong did not have the slightest thought of thinking about the bitterness and sweetness, but instead was complacent about the superiority of his life: "Teacher, this shirt I put on is more than 2,000 yuan, so I can wear it for half a year at most."

"If you didn't have your parents, you would be a beggar who picked up rags on the streets. Maybe like Zhou An, you would work until two in the morning every night."

Li Yuzhong was stunned.

"Okay, if you don't talk about this, you will understand it slowly in the future. Talk to the teacher, have you ever touched a girl? Many of our classmates are in love, right?" Liao Xuebing changed to a relaxed topic, the young people liked.

Li Yuzhong scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Last time, Meng Jun was talking nonsense in the bar. Actually, I like a third-grade girl for more than a year. I have said hello a few times, but there is no progress."

"Oh? Whose girl is it? Tell me and ask me to take a closer look."

Li Yuzhong looked at his watch: "Ah, time is coming, they should go back to the classroom. Teacher, go and see the beauty with you."

When we arrived at the stairs, the stairs were very wide. The two steps were separated from each other, intersected at the lower level, and then extended downwards, and separated from each other on the third floor. Lying on the railing and looking down, the people coming from the corridor were at a glance.

"The view here is the best. All students in the classroom upstairs have to pass through here. You can see whatever you want. Occasionally, you can enjoy the big breasted girl, and you can enjoy the eyes, hehe..."

“Have you brought a camera?”

"Here's here, teacher, look!" Li Yuzhong pointed to a group of girls walking out of the floor below and said excitedly.

Four or five girls walked together and talked and laughed, "That in a light blue dress is a classic in the whole school, the dream lover of countless boys, and it is also my secret love for a year."

Hey, isn’t this Li Xinghua? This girl is really popular.

"Hi!" Li Yuzhong hurriedly greeted the girl.

Li Xinghua was stunned for a moment when he saw the melancholy man again.

"Teacher, she is watching me! How about it, I seem to have great hope!" Li Yuzhong whispered.

"No, you should be desperate."

Li Yuzhong came to his senses and Li Xinghua had already run away.

Two lonely men continued to sit on the chair at the stairs to smoke, "There should be quite a few classmates in the class, right?"

Li Yuzhong hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to betray the classmate or keep his mouth shut, but finally decided to tell the couple Cui Zheng, who had already become an open secret: "Cui Zheng and Wu Chunxing are quite interesting, and they have become lovers since an outing. I heard that they even went to the hotel to open a room yesterday."

"This...it doesn't matter if it doesn't affect learning. Young people can understand it. I did it when I was fifteen or sixteen, but I broke up in the end."

"Teacher, I didn't expect you to have a brilliant history."

"I only worked as a bachelor after graduating from college. I used to be crazy before. Everyone was young. Oh, I didn't understand what vicissitudes mean when I told you, a child. By the way, who put the glue on the podium last time? Also, why did that kid Guan Muyun skip class again?"

"I don't know about Jiao Shuo. Guan Muyun's situation is similar to Zhou An. He is both from a poor family and always has to squeeze in time to work. Maybe he is too lazy to come to school when he is tired of work, so he simply sleeps at home."

"I understand, I'll take some time to go to his house."

...

After talking to the principal, the old slut made new progress in his relationship and was in a good mood as if he was during the Chinese New Year. After hearing the request for funding for the high school art competition, he agreed to help Lao Liao do it without saying a word.

Bai Youcheng's phone call also came: "Mr. Liao, I need to meet you. Regarding Miss Bingyu, I can't even tell you to come to the set. I booked a peony box on the 11th floor of Yuyu Qiong Building. See you at 8 o'clock in the evening."

"Okay, you can reimburse the gasoline fee." I asked me to discuss Murong Bingyu's affairs? Well, since you insist on delivering the goods to me, I will not refuse.

When he returned to the apartment, Tan Ziqing invited him to have a meal together. Lao Liao shyly slapped in a meal. After writing the lesson plan for two hours, he rushed to Yuyu Qionglou.

There are thirty-six private rooms on the eleventh floor of Yuyu Qiong Building, named by thirty-six famous flowers, the most expensive of which is Peony. The long walkway is covered with red carpets and the lights are a bit dim. There is a waiter standing outside the door of each private room. The popular saying is "Young Master". Liao Xuebing found the "Peony" private room, and the waiter asked politely: "Sir, please ask your surname?"

"Don't let your surname Liao."

"Oh, Mr. Bai has been waiting for you, please come in." The waiter opened the door for him.

Liao Xuebing looked around and confirmed that there were suspicious people taking photos before walking in. Otherwise, like that newspaper, Liao Xuebing and the other two entered the same box without others, sent it to the newspaper, and provided some misleading commentary, which caused readers to associate with each other, which was definitely not a good thing.

"Mr. Liao, you're late." Bai Youcheng stood up to greet him.

"Haha, you came too early." If it were Liao Xuebing, no matter who comes, there would never be any reason to get up to greet him. It is really rare for Baiyoucheng to be like this for an ordinary person who has known him for a day.

Bai Youcheng handed him the menu: "I want something to drink? I'm sorry to ask you here, but I'm desperate to know about Miss Bingyu's situation, please forgive me." Press the button and the waiter pushed the door and entered: "Sir, do you have anything to do?"

"Haha, Bai, you're so polite! Come and pack ten bottles of xo, help me pack it, and I'll take it home later." Another meaning of Lao Liao was: "I don't have to be polite to you." He was a little hungry, and he would just do it in 70s and 80s. His shoulders were sour, so he asked a few sisters under the age of 20 to help his uncle massage."

The waiter hesitated to turn his eyes to Baiyoucheng: "Sir, this..."

Bai Youcheng smiled and said, "After something is inconvenient for outsiders to listen, the girls don't need to call, and the rest will be as he said."
Chapter completed!
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