The shock was far from over. Yi Jianbo, the head of the Education Department, who was next to the Education Bureau Director, was surprised and shouted: "Teacher Liao, long time no see, I miss you so hard!" Isn't this an unlucky guy who used to be beaten in a bar? Later, he helped Lao Liao with the teacher qualification exam. It seems that he is obsessed with the mighty boss of the Speed ​​Party.

The education and management department is a very powerful department in the education system. Although the position is not high, it can directly manage all teachers in the city. I wonder how many teachers are rushing to flatter the people in this position. Yi Jianbo, who has experienced the ups and downs of life, never slandered people and was very cold. Now he is showing kindness to that young man with Master Li. What kind of ability does he have?

The painting does not aim for portraits, but uses characters and scenery to express a theme. Except for the face shape, other clothing temperament, movements and expressions are not similar to those of Liao Xuebing today, unless people who are more familiar with him may recognize it.

Yi Jianbo is a figure who is rolling around in the officialdom. When he saw that the author of the work was Tulip High School, he saw Liao Xuebing suddenly appear, so how could he not know what this guy meant?

Last week, a student didn't know what kind of teacher was angry at school. The parents went to the Education Bureau and hired a few people who looked like gangsters to smash the office. If this matter was caused by the superiors, he would definitely not get any advantage. Yi Jianbo said in a hurry that he was a brother of the Speed ​​Party. He also mentioned Liao Xuebing, cross-eyed and Ye Xiaobai's name. Several hooligans immediately had weak legs.

After suffering from Xiao Liao's benefits, he was invisibly able to escape the disaster. Now it is time to repay his kindness. He smiled at Li Qingyuan and said, "Mr. Li, I think this painting has the potential of a special prize. There is no need to comment more, just look at the one below."

The famous artists have their own style of famous artists. Li Qingyuan thought to himself: "Do you officials know what art is?" He ignored his words and said to Liao Xuebing: "Teacher Liao, has the art works of high school students here ever caught your eye?"

"Of course, I made a special trip to this painting "Autumn with the Wind", which is a rare masterpiece in recent years. Brother Qingyuan, you will naturally not take it seriously." Lao Liao did not show off at this time, and waited until when he smiled: "The technique is average, but the meaning expressed in the painting is haha, but it is very interesting."

Everyone has the mentality of admiring authority. Li Qingyuan convinced Liao Xuebing, so he naturally took his words as an extremely important suggestion. He carefully examined Li Xinghua's works and nodded and praised: "It's good to be sure, especially the artistic conception, which is wonderful and clear, and timeless. I can't help but deeply integrate it into it. It's not bad." In fact, I don't feel that it is superb in my heart, but just to take care of Liao Xuebing's face. The word "excellent" is used.

When the many other straitors followed the teacher heard that even Section Chief Yi and Mr. Li said that the masterpiece must be wrong, everyone suddenly burst into light, and cheers and praises came one after another. Thinking about the profound and timeless artistic conception that Mr. Li said was ten times more high-profile. "God, I actually let me see such a painting in my lifetime, and I can rest as long as I die! After reading this painting, it seemed that a breeze blew away the vulgar dust in the world, and it was like the rushing river water for thousands of years. No matter how people slandered it, it never stopped for a second."

A middle-aged female teacher in her thirties was confused and wished she could get into the painting, "Look at the man in the painting, how melancholy and lonely he is, with pity, so charming, it's so charming, it's like a ghostly magic that makes me fall into it involuntarily."

The sound of harmony was like clouds and rain. Others in the exhibition hall gathered in front of the painting to appreciate it. More than 80% of the people couldn't understand what it meant, but in order to show their knowledge, they were desperately looking for the extraordinary things inside.

"Oh, have you seen that the man's clothes were so vividly drawn, it was simply a handwriting of everyone."

"There are those oblique leaves, you can feel a gust of wind blowing just by looking at them. It's amazing."

Even though he was inferior to Leonardo da Vinci's underground, Michelangiro was resurrected, and Van Gogh returned to the world, he sighed that he was not as good as he did.

Su Bingyun observed the entire process from no one to everyone chasing the stick from beginning to end. He was surprised and happy, and said to himself: "When talking and laughing, turn the world around, is this the hero I choose?"

Zeng Jiangshan, the director of education who was arrogant and arrogant, was respected by thousands of people. When he saw Liao Xuebing, his face suddenly changed, his hands and feet were cold, and he was about to get into the crowd. Yi Jianbo and Li Qingyuan grabbed him at the same time. Yi Jianbo said: "Director, I will introduce you to someone..." Li Qingyuan said: "Director, this is Mr. Liao Xuebing, who is a master who I mentioned to you not long ago."

Zeng Jiangshan had no choice but to hide, and stretched out his hand at Liao Xuebing with a cold sweat, and said embarrassedly: "Hello, Mr. Liao."

"Teacher Liao, he is the director of the city's education."

Liao Xuebing thought that this was the director of the director who was directly responsible for the management of education. He could not afford to offend him. He was willing to flatter him. He held his hand tightly and flattered him like a tide: "I heard for a long time that the director is honest and honest, and devoted himself to the students of our city and worked hard. This is a blessing for the people and society."

Zeng Jiangshan was surprised and panicked again, and sweated heavily on his chin dripping onto his bloated belly. While screaming ashamed, he shrank back.

When Liao Xuebing saw that this guy was afraid of him without reason, he was surprised and said unhappy: "Chief Zeng is so powerful. Do you think my status is low?"

"No, no..." Zeng Jiangshan leaned over and whispered: "Mr. Liao showed his power at the Ullambane meeting, which made the young man admire him very much. He really dared not climb up."

Liao Xuebing suddenly realized that he had been among the lower-level meetings of the Ullambana meeting that day. He watched Lao Liao raise his hand to destroy the Study Alliance, establish a new order in the ruins, and cultivate new leaders such as Ye Xiaobai. The upper-level meetings simply didn't ask, obviously acknowledging this matter.

The aftermath of the incident has been shaken to this day, and his power is slight. Several alliances were trampled on the ground by Ye Xiaobai one after another. He was isolated and helpless. How dare he get involved with Liao Xuebing?

Lao Liao's eyes rolled, and he figured out the key point. He smiled and said, "I don't need to mention the past. Today I will only talk about art competitions. Do you have a little favor. There is also a painting called "Firebird". Just get a small prize. How about it?"

At this point, there are many people in the Ullambank Association who know that Liao Xuebing is behind the arbitration office. Zeng Jiangshan slapped his chest and said, "Please it on me." He thought to himself: "Since you've spoken, he may not be satisfied without a special prize. Well, anyway, there is no one above to supervise the small matters of the art competition, so it's not easy to get a general."

When Yi Jianbo saw that the director was also praising Lao Liao, he was even more happy and said in his ear: "Mr. Liao is a teacher at Tulip High School. For my sake, can you help them in the school?"

Zeng Jiangshan smiled bitterly: "Do you still need to remind me?" It is not advisable to make more arrangements in such occasions, and said: "We will rely more on Mr. Liao's care in the future."

"Okay, I'll have a tea and chat with you in the future." Liao Xuebing turned around and exchanged a few greetings with Li Qingyuan, promising to increase the number of home visits in the future. Since that home visit, Li Yuzhong's attitude towards his family has changed drastically. He has greetings when he goes home and goes out. He is no longer as cold as before. Although he is still lazy in housework, it is enough to make Li Qingyuan happy. He admires his son's head teacher Liao Xuebing very much. I have taught him for more than ten years but his son has not been well taught. You changed his life as soon as you came. What is this a god?

Liao Xuebing returned to Su Bingyun. The beauty didn't even have time to look at him. She saw the crowd whirlwind, led by the Education Director, and then poured back to the front of "Firebird" to praise him. All the shameless words were said. The teachers who had previously ridiculed this work praised the painting to the height of Nai and Tianqi: "After reading the author's painting, I felt so uneasy for a long time... I finally understood what I lack, it was the heavy feeling of the persistent pursuit of truth and the hard practice of ideals expressed in the painting..."

Su Bingyun asked in confusion: "Do you know the Director of Education and Mr. Li? Why did the transformation from the front to back is so big?"

"Haha, they don't know how to appreciate it, so I taught them how to appreciate it."

"Then... promise me that you must find out the truth before the 17th?" Haha, since you have decided that you are my boyfriend, you will naturally have to test it. If you really keep me in your heart, you will definitely go to find the truth.

"Okay, do your best. I have something to do, so I'll go back first. See you next time."

"Oh, bye."

Why did he not miss me at all... Su Bingyun muttered in his heart: "How much men spend so much effort they want to say something in front of me, but every time he can't say it for a few minutes, he is in a hurry to leave. Has my charm weakened than before? Last time on Fire Island, he dreamed and said 'Ice'..." Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little shy and joyful. Seeing that everyone likes "Firebird" so much, his achievements were rewarded, and he walked out of the exhibition hall with a smile and breathed in the leisure air.

There is a magazine on the newsstand nearby. The person on the cover is a little familiar. When he walked over, his heart thrust down. "Murong Bingyu's inappropriate love between me, Isn't that cousin Liao Xuebing?"

I hurriedly bought a magazine with the owner of the newspaper booth, and flipped through it while walking. Tears couldn't help but slide down my face and dripped onto the newspaper: "It turns out that the word "bing" he called in his sleep is Murong Bingyu, not Su Bingyun..."

Lao Liao knew that this was the result, but he was afraid that he would not kiss Murong Bingyu in front of everyone, and rushed to the set, and a supporting role cut-scene had ended. Everyone was waiting for this guy who likes to be a big shot and is even more busy than the US president.
Chapter completed!