Please rest assured that we won’t always abuse the protagonist. Our protagonist is a gangster. He is very strong. He believes in Xiaobao and the call of the people. He just needs to use love to influence students, and he will naturally be iron-blooded to the enemy... But hehe, the prelude is laid before. At the end of episode 3, a series of good shows will be on the gong...

Haha, Liao Xuebing’s tough life does not require any reason!!!

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He took out a Viceroy cigarette and handed it to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng's eyes lit up. This cigarette is different from the ten-dollar regular Viceroy sold on the street. It is wrapped in an iron box. The colors and styles are different, and it is very exquisite. "The best product is more than 400 yuan per box on the market! When did you become so luxurious?" He lit it immediately, took a big mouthful, and the two of them sucked the clouds and blew up at the same time.

"I don't have any money. The students just said they had raised the money to honor me."

Jiang Feng's face was distorted: "You... why didn't you say it earlier..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard two loud bangs, accompanied by the sprinkling of tobacco and paper scraps. Liao Xuebing and Jiang Feng's faces were charred, their lips were red and swollen, and their mouths were filled with thick smoke full of fire.

Wipe off the blood on his lips, rub the numb cheeks, and after a long time, he spit out a sentence: "Damn, I actually buried firecrackers in the cigarette..."

Several other teachers who were still in the office looked at them with sympathy. Teacher Yang, a third-grade senior mathematics, said: "Go to the infirmary, there will be reimbursement for public injuries. You are very lucky. They invited Teacher Zhuo to have a cake last semester, but Teacher Zhuo got tired of her stomach for half a month."

Someone must have instructed me behind the scenes, and found out that I had to chop off his tongue! I was caught stealing a girl's underwear before, and I have never been so shameful.

Jiang Feng could only accept the unluckyness and smiled bitterly: "Teacher Yang is telling the truth. You are lucky. Teacher Wang in the first semester is still here..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Yuhao stopped shouting: "Old Jiang, what are you talking nonsense!"

Liao Xuebing said: "Where is still there?"

"It's nothing, I'm still staying at home. Don't forget that today is Friday. You have a class teacher summary class in the afternoon. Be careful." Jiang Feng shook his head and walked back to his desk silently.

Teacher Yang continued to say coldly: "It is safer to go to the fire station to borrow a fireproof suit. If you think you can't do it, no one will laugh at you."

"Old woman, what did you say?" Liao Xuebing slapped the table.

"What? Call me an old woman? You, a young man with unfinished hair, will I not be able to slap the table?" Teacher Yang also slapped her and said angrily: "Go home as soon as possible. You are not good at class 2, you are not good at teaching!"

"Teacher Yang, say a few words. Xiao Liao has many shortcomings. Please be considerate." Song Yuhao said that he and Liao Xuebing drank a drink last night, and their relationship deepened greatly. Of course, they were not comparable to that old woman with a black face and cold face, and they spoke in a biased manner.

Song Yuhao was still named as a grade director, and Teacher Yang snorted and stopped talking.

"Why is this woman targeting me? I don't seem to offend her. Judging from her expression, she may have an ulterior motive with Qiu Daqi. Everything is caused by Qiu Daqi's instigation of discord from behind." Then he asked Jiang Feng for details. After getting affirmation, Liao Xuebing found that his amazing sensitive touch was almost completely different.

The turtle and cigarettes ruined the good mood of the day. "Why didn't I remember it when my brother told me not to take cigarettes from strangers?"

He saw Jiang Feng's face full of fire and dust, and his upper and lower lips were slightly swollen. If he looked carefully, he would feel that two slices of sausages were hanging on his lips. He thought that he would not be much better, and he was angry and annoyed. He didn't want to write teaching notes anymore. He hugged his arms and thought about the afternoon class meeting to summarize the countermeasures in the class, and how could he give the birds a warning to those birds?

If I am also the leader of the Zhuque Street Speed ​​Party, if I can’t even shake a group of young students, what kind of face can I say? Cui Zheng, the "executioner" who personally delivered cigarettes, is you waiting for the ruling of the dawn of justice.

After class at noon, students flocked to the restaurant. The female student's skirts fluttered, and her tender thighs were pierced, which could not arouse his interest at all.

"Let's go, let's go to the restaurant on the second floor for lunch. I heard there is a dog meat casserole." Jiang Feng pulled him out of his mind and said, "After eating, you can go to the teacher's dormitory to rest and wait for class in the afternoon. You also have a room, and the keys are left in the locker. But the room has not been cleaned yet, so you can't live there."

The school has two restaurants with different prices, offering breakfast, lunch, dinner, and midnight snacks. Some students eat here, but more people bring their own lunch boxes, not to save money. They think that the meals made by their family are the best and most delicious. Some student couples will also bring their own lunch boxes to their lovers. People who don’t have lunch boxes will be considered to be unable to get the care of their mothers and wives, just like they are abandoned and ridiculed by others.

Song Yuhao took out the lunch box and lifted the lid. A fragrance suddenly came to his nose. He took out the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. He said while eating: "Wow, sour pepper duck breast, my wife knows my taste so much. Ah, there are spicy shrimps in the scallion and black dates stewed river eels... Hey, Lao Jiang, why did you go to the restaurant to eat? Have you forgotten to bring the lunch box?"

"Don't mention it. I went back late last night. My wife scolded me. I didn't cook breakfast for me today. I'm still hungry now. Lao Song, that river eel seems good. You can't eat that much, give me half of it."

"Go away, I'm not enough to get stuck in my teeth, so it's your turn!" Song Yuhao hugged the lunch box tightly.

At night, the bar competes in alcohol content to compare women's relationships, and the richness of lunch box lunch is evidence of comparing family happiness and gentleness.

"Let's go!" The disgraceful Jiang Feng quickly pulled Liao Xuebing up.

"Yesterday I heard news that the chef in the restaurant on the second floor made a black dog. As the saying goes, one black, two yellow, three flowers, and four white dogs. Among dogs, black dog meat is the best."

Meimei had a meal, touched her teacher's dormitory building, and found her room.

The space is not big, with a bedroom and living room, a bathroom and a balcony, only an old wooden bed, and it is very dirty. Cleaning it up and making it for lunch break should be enough. If he is not afraid of others' jokes, he would want to move all the belongings of Aoshui Apartment to live in. Anyway, the restaurant dishes are more nutritious than making instant noodles, and it is closer to the workplace, so it saves the fatigue of running back and forth every day.

I have no place to buy household utensils for the time being, so I found a few newspapers to lay them on the floor to sleep. The wooden floor was cleaned and smooth as new. For a person who is not particular, it would be fine to roll on it.

Looking up at the ceiling, thinking about his thoughts, someone suddenly broke in.

"Cui Zheng, what are you doing? What's the matter if you break into the teacher's dormitory during lunch break?"

Cui Zheng, the squad leader of Class 2 in the second year, is seventeen years old, tall and handsome. His father is a councillor of the city hall and his mother is the head nurse of Nanguo Hospital. He has a good family condition and is also a smart person. He won the Special Award for Civilized Students when he was in elementary school. He is also a main member of the school’s basketball team. Liao Xuebing flashed through his file and had a question: "How did he choose the class monitor?"

"Old, teacher!" Cui Zheng seemed to have just passed a five thousand meters long run and panted, holding the door frame and said breathlessly: "Then, don't smoke that box of cigarettes! When I put it at home, my naughty brother thought it was for my father, so he made a prank and stuffed firecrackers into it. Oh my God, no, teacher, your mouth..."

Liao Xuebing had just eaten a spicy dog ​​meat casserole, but he didn't wipe his lips clean, and it was as bright as blood dripping. Cui Zheng looked nervous: "Teacher, are you okay?"

Liao Xuebing was so amused that he really didn't know what to do if he should believe him. If he wasn't really unintentional, then his acting skills would be terrible. Lao Liao would rather choose to be kind to human nature: "I, I'm fine, this, classmate Cui, you should hurry back and have lunch break, and you'll have to go to class in the afternoon."
Chapter completed!