"Oh, I understand. Let's talk about this matter tonight. I'm going to have an interview with the principal soon. I'm excited and said that this matter is not suitable. I have already collected the protection fee for Nightingale Bar this month. You can go to my place in a few days to share the money with your brothers." Liao Xuebing hung up the phone.

Xiaobai on the other end of the phone listened to the blind voice coming, and sweared: "Do you still think that you are the boss of the Zhuque Street Speed ​​Party? When you meet the principal, you are the teacher? Is he the damn piece of material? A Wu, prepare the iron sticks? We will beat those bastards to death tonight."

There were two people standing next to the green trash can on the side of the road. Liao Xuebing was about to step forward to ask the direction of the principal's office, but he saw that a tall and stout bearded man was fiercely scolding a student: "Look at what you are now? People are not like shemale or monsters, are you crazy outside? Do you dare to smoke in the sacred campus? I have seen many beasts, and I have never seen anyone as uneducated as you, and I don't know what kind of mother can give birth to you!"

The student gritted his teeth, his clenched fists trembled slightly, as if he was on the verge of anger.

"What? You are not convinced, right? Do you still want to hit me? You are hopeless students like you are born scum. As long as you dare to do something, I will fire you immediately!" The beard and spitted, the more you said, the more you became more and more vigorous, and the words were sarcastic, as if you were scolding a person but a dog.

Liao Xuebing was so stunned that he thought to himself: "No, right? This is how Tulip High School educates students?"

At present, material desires are rampant in society, and young people are deeply influenced by bad customs. Gambling, smoking, drinking and having fun are very popular in schools. Many students insult teachers in class, despise all disciplines, and respect teachers and Taoism is gone. The bearded man is obviously deeply moved and hates it deeply.

The student's forehead was covered with sweat beads dripping from dust. He finally lowered his head and said in a stuttering voice: "I'm sorry, Director of the Discipline, I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again next time."

"There's another time? You pig! You only know how to eat and poop!" The director of the discipline director poked his finger hard on his forehead: "Go back and write an 8,000-word review letter, and you will be punished to wash the toilet for one week, regardless of gender! You will also notify your parents!"

The student looked extremely panicked: "No, Director, don't tell me that I was at home. This time I was just curious and accidentally violated the school rules. I will definitely wash the toilet seriously. I, I promise not to commit it again in the future."

"Curious? Are you curious about rape, murder, arson, arson, robbery? I think you will be sent to prison one day." The director of the discipline department squirted his face.

It is not a big mistake for students to smoke in school. Liao Xuebing used to smoke often when he was studying. As long as the school educates and guides it properly, they will definitely get rid of this bad habit. The insulting director kept talking and personal attacks everywhere, which is really a kindness of being a role model. Moreover, the student's expression also has the sincerity of repentance, which is unpleasant.

"Hey, brother, how do you get to the principal's office?" Liao Xuebing patted the director's shoulder and lit a cigarette in the wind.

"What? Who are you? The sacred campus is prohibited from entering the school. If you don't leave, I will call the security guard." The dean looked at his cigarette-carrying look and felt disgusted immediately.

This director must be a middle-aged widow, divorced wife, unsatisfactory career, and a bad life, otherwise how angry would be? Liao Xuebing smiled and said, "I just saw the recruitment notice posted outside the school, which may be fulfilling, but I have always wanted to teach and educate people, so I come in and try it."

"You? You want to be a teacher just like this? Hahahaha, it's ridiculous. Don't you think this is an insult to the sacred campus?" The director of the discipline looked at him up and down, showing a look of suspicion and contempt. Although he was wearing glasses, Liao Xuebing's careless temperament was undoubtedly revealed. He couldn't stand up straight when he stood casually, and kept shaking his legs. His eyes were unconsciously aiming at a group of female students in the distance, holding cigarette butts in his mouth, which made half of his head covered with smoke.

The director of the discipline shows that he is not a good person based on his years of stingy eyes when dealing with problematic students.

"Old boy, would you please give me some face? Sooner or later we will become colleagues."

"Give you face? I'll give you five seconds to disappear before me immediately. The sacred campus does not welcome you." He turned to the dejected male student and said, "Did you see? Such a person also wants to be a teacher? If I want him to get out, he has to crawl out like a dog."

At this moment, the aggressive language and unreasonable insults inspired Liao Xuebing, who suffered from schizophrenia, was hidden in the violence and arrogance that had been hidden in his heart for a long time. He took a puff of cigarettes and pressed the cigarette butt on the trainer's chest, and a burst of gray smoke suddenly burst out.

"You are blind!? What do you mean?" The director of the discipline department took a few steps back and shouted in a furious manner, grabbing the burned chest.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liao Xuebing jumped up, and his beautiful elbow hit his temple. The director of the discipline only felt that the world was dark in his eyes, and his body of more than 80 kilograms fell to the ground, splashing a few leaves. The student next to him was shocked, and he didn't know whether to stop Liao Xuebing from continuing to commit violence or to work with him to beat Qiu Daqi, the director of the discipline department whom he hated. However, his eyes were already alert when he looked at Liao Xuebing.

Qiu Daqi shouted, "It's against you, Hu Zhen, why don't you call the police?" As he forced himself to stand up shakingly, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Tell you that scum, I used to be a judo black belt..." Liao Xuebing grabbed his hair and hit the trash can, and there was a rumbling sound. Qiu Daqi's head was almost ready to drill into the hole that threw garbage, unable to move. The male student Hu Zhen looked up at the sky: "Sorry Director, I didn't see anything, and I didn't bring the phone."

"Hey, treat others as dogs, and you must also have the awareness of being a dog. You hate the guy like you who is self-righteous and looks down on everyone the most." Liao Xuebing clapped his hands and said, "Hey, classmate, how can you walk in the principal's office?"

Hu Zhen did not think of him as a hero as he imagined, but instead looked at him coldly and said, "The principal's office is in the building behind the teaching building. Turn left in the corner of the second floor of the stairs. You just hit the director of the training department and you will definitely not be a teacher at this school. I suggest you go home quickly and don't waste time."

"How can I know if I don't try it? The school is not the biggest director of the discipline."

Liao Xuebing quickly found the door of the principal's office. The buildings and scenery he saw with his own eyes strengthened his determination to work in this school. It is far from the playground, the environment is relatively quiet, the corridor is wide, with spotless oak floors, and green bonsai plants are placed at the corners, and there is no one around. The teachers should have gone to class, which is better. I must have a way to convince the principal that I, a cultural person with a third-rate university diploma, can be competent for the position of a teacher.

He knocked gently on the door, and a low voice came from behind the door: "Come in."

He quickly sorted out his clothes, calmed his mood, and opened the door. This was a huge and luxurious office with a large area of ​​luxurious decoration. On the high ceiling were multi-layered crystal chandeliers, each pillar was decorated with gold edges, and the inlays on each side were complex Roman style tassels. Colorful oil paintings were hung on the walls on all sides. Behind the desk in the center was an old man wearing reading glasses. The huge bookshelf behind him was filled with books, demonstrating his extraordinary knowledge.

"Who are you?"

"Hello, are you the principal of Tulip High School? My name is Liao Xuebing, and I come to apply for a teacher at your school." Lao Liao's attitude was neither arrogant nor humble.

"Oh, then please sit down. Since you can come here, it means you have a certain sincerity. Let me explain the purpose of our school first and give you an intuitive understanding." The old man said: "My surname is Liu, and I am the principal of our school. Our Tulip High School adheres to the purpose of teaching and educating people and provides talents to the society. It has been seventeen years since the school was founded. The sycamore trees on the road at the door were also planted by me. The students are very naughty, cute, and excellent. They are all pillars of society in the future..."

Liao Xuebing, who has been reading for more than ten years, is familiar with this. Almost every principal said this, and after rummaging over and over, he smiled and said with apologies: "Principal Liu, you are right."

"However," Principal Liu changed his tone: "In recent years, the social atmosphere has been corrupt, and young people have been affected by bad influence. They are not enterprising and are still against the school. In this case, some teachers have failed to stick to their ideals, given up this glorious profession, and resigned from school."
Chapter completed!