When he returned home, he saw the room full of black smoke, and the smell of burnt smell floating in the air. His eyes were filled with tears in the thick smoke, and he coughed violently. He was shocked: "Fire?"

First, he quickly withdrew, and thought that the school had already ended. What if Murong Lanluo fainted at home? He rushed in and waved his hands vigorously. Fortunately, there was no high temperature except for cigarettes. Then he heard the sound of spatulas and spoons hitting him in the kitchen. He couldn't help but curse himself as he was nervous. Xiao Lanluo must have made poison in the kitchen.

When she got this kind of thick smoke that was similar to the level of fire, she was also considered a strange flower in the kitchen industry.

Covering his mouth and nose, he rushed into the kitchen and opened the window and the oil pump. Although the lenses were: "What the hell are you stupid woman doing?"

The coal in the liquefied gas stove was very strong, and the wok was burned red. Two or three black stool-like objects in the pot were emitting black smoke wildly. Murong Lanluo was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with this situation. He was standing next to him in a daze.

If you hadn't paid for the renovation of this house, I would have strangled you to death. Lao Liao quickly closed the gas valve and poured a scoop of water into the pot. The smoke gradually dissipated.

"Honestly, what new invention was being tested just now?" Lao Liao pulled out Murong Lanluo and sat on the sofa with a powerful expression, like a judge who was interrogating the prisoner.

"There is nothing to make something to eat." Murong Lanluo leaned against the wall, kept observing Lao Liao, and moved towards the door of the room step by step.

"Stop it! I still want to run away!" Liao Xuebing shouted violently, scaring Lan Luo to the point of being gloomy.

Rolling up his sleeves and walking to Murong Lanluo to stare at her. The monster was so angry that it made three lewd laughs. Murong Lanluo thought he was about to be beaten, so he closed his eyes nervously.

Lao Liao put his hand on her shoulder and gently wiped the black smoke from the little girl's nose with the other hand. "Come with me, go to the kitchen to observe and see how the master cooks."

Murong Lanluo almost breathed out and said to himself: "I thought the teacher was so beastly."

As a result, everyone was naturally happy. Lao Liao used the remaining ingredients to make a delicious meal, and carefully explained the basic cooking knowledge, how to master the heat, how to be moderate in oil and salt, and how to clean the melons and vegetables, which made Murong Lanluo suddenly realize and gained a lot of insight.

"Today I went to Chenyang Community and met your mother." Lao Liao said lightly.

After hearing this, Murong Lanluo stopped chopsticks nervously and asked, "It's true? My mother didn't say bad things about me, right? Hey! I got it, the teacher is scaring me again. I'm at home every day a month. If I can see her more than three times, it's considered a record breaking. How could the teacher see her as soon as she goes?"

"Your mom has been working for many days and slept at home for several hours. She looks very haggard and tired."

"Really? My mother was caught by the teacher even though she was elusive. She is so awesome!"

This girl doesn't seem to worry about her mother at all. Jin Biting looks like the sexy version of Murong Lanluo, and Murong Lanluo looks like the pure version of Jin Biting. The mother and daughter have almost exactly the same expression and tone, both of them are so beautiful.

"Live at my house in the future, don't rush back. The environment in your house is really not that comfortable!"

"I originally planned to live here for a long time, okay? No, I want to, always, I want to hurry up, I will leave!" Murong Lanluo said seriously.

"Okay, whatever you want, stay as long as you want." Not only do you sympathize with her, Lao Liao has a deeper meaning in his heart: a little beauty lives by her side, and she will ravage her as much as she wants. This should be a pleasure! Just thinking can make people bleeding from their noses

The next day, Murong Lanluo went to school early.

Washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he came downstairs and saw a worn-out bicycle tied to the handrail of the small stairs. The wheels, chains, and parts were all complete, and he thought to himself: "It's you, Harley, the successor of the Bentley."

Aim at no one on the left and right, and take out the woodpecker and pry it into the chain hole.

I pulled a few times, pulled out the fourth generation seat frame, and stepped on it gently. It felt pretty good to try it. From today on, I didn’t take buses, hell, or rented, so I just rely on it. Look at the chains that have been sitting on several layers of rust, so the owner must not use it often. The lubricant in the bearing has long been formed into hard blocks.

Fortunately, the tire was still angry, so I slammed out of the corridor after squeezing hard, and made a very harsh sound when the chain scraped against the roulette. It was like a broken trash can was kicked by a child and rolled on the ground.

The front of the car was a little loose, otherwise it would be difficult to control it if I hurried. A little boy carrying a schoolbag rushed over from behind, quickly surpassed him, and turned around and grimaced: "Uncle, it's time to change your car!"

"I just changed today!" Liao Xuebing shouted, his childlike heart was rising, and he pedaled his feet hard, surpassing the child. He laughed and said, "Uncle's broken car is still faster than you." The sound of the chain's rapid friction and vibration sounded several times louder than before, and pedestrians on the road looked at him.

The little boy was very dissatisfied and moved the gear shift at the front of the car, and the speed suddenly accelerated. He followed Lao Liao again. The two of them went back and forth on the road, performing a classic urban street chase drama comparable to movies.

Before I knew it, the students were still doing morning exercises. Lao Liao cherished his face and had long since he was arrogant and proud of his first day. After entering the interlaced area, he rode along the wall to the accounting shed, trying to see the lowest possible chances of being discovered by the students.

But the clanging and clanging sign sound betrayed him. First, the students in several classes closer to the wall were shocked and happy when they saw it. They stopped fucking, put their hands together to make a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly with a broken gong-like voice: "Look, everyone! Teacher Liao from Class 2 of Year 2 is here! He has changed to a new means of transportation!"

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds. In just over ten seconds, hundreds of students seemed to have made a sudden appointment, and it was like morning exercises. They turned around with the rhythm of the broadcast, and the scene was spectacular. When Wu saw Liao thief riding a broken bicycle, he seemed to be caught in public.

"Ah!" Many people couldn't help but scream, and then laughed loudly, and laughter echoed in the playground. "Take your phone out and take a photo. Teacher Liao from Class 2 of Year 2 is so exaggerated. He is simply the one-star every week among teachers."

Murong Lanluo felt ashamed. In her heart, Lao Liao was like a father. Now that his father is ridiculed, what can he feel good about him?

The mysterious learning of Liao and military learning is a contradictory complex.

The place in Class 2 of Year 2 has long become a sea of ​​joy. Cui Zheng smiled and said, "I said a long time ago that the Bentley must have lent him by that kind-hearted person, and even Harley has disappeared, which means that Teacher Liao's life is like Wang Xiaoer's New Year, and it is getting worse every year."

Chen Younian was relieved and raised his arms and shouted: "Teacher Liao has finally revealed his true colors!" Everyone no longer has to be polite to him in the future! There are only a few close to Lao Liao, such as Li Yuzhong, Guan Muyun and Zhou An, who was in a particularly complicated mood.

When Lao Liao saw that his whereabouts were revealed, he became very calm and simply rode to the vicinity of Class 2 of the second year. Everyone laughed again. He just thought that he didn't see it. It didn't care and pointed and scolded: "Look at you, what kind of morality is? Do you have a sense of collective honor? Are you responsible for your health?" His tone became more and more like the director of the training.

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but after I said it, the contrasting humorous effect was immediately highlighted. Cui Zheng and his friends smiled and rolled on the ground with their stomachs in their arms: "Teacher, you are such a genius."

After this incident, the students' understanding of Lao Liao has reached a higher level. As soon as the word "Teacher Liao" is mentioned in the forum, it will immediately become the front-page headline. The most popular topic at present is close to Qiu Daqi.

Four-eyed smiled and said, "We should all vote for Teacher Liao, he is so brilliant."

It is said that a rioter has already launched a selection activity on the Internet: "Select the teacher in your mind."

There are almost all the seventy or eighty teachers in the school, and the votes are concentrated on Qiu Daqi, Mo Yongtai, Su Bingyun, Liao Xuebing, Song Yuhao, and poor Lu Chengda only has more than ten votes. He registered multiple accounts and voted for himself. The organizer seriously said that after the selection, he would award honor certificates to the top three, Piao Tianwen. Sure enough, he discovered this activity, and the forum was in a prominent position. "The First Super Teacher Selection Competition of Tulip High School", he despised him first. This name was really vulgar, and it was super, and it was obvious that it was used to disgust others.

This was done by several boring cadres in the student union. Perhaps because of their overnutrition, they planned to make fun of the teacher. Lao Liao became curious and clicked on it. The content of the post was very rich, with voting rules, selection system, selection requirements, list of jury, list of selected teachers, photos and introductions of selected teachers, which were all written in detail, even better than the talent show on TV.
Chapter completed!