Mrs. Smith was a well-educated British nobleman after all. She was intrigued by the principal's words, but she was still hesitant in her heart.

"Madam, this is a rare opportunity to participate in our culture. It is best not to have extra entourages or pay attention to any aristocratic style. The emperors of our country would have gone out of the palace to have fun with the people at this time. Only when they are in the scene can they feel the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Just treat it as an investigation of Chinese traditional culture, Mrs. Smith was moved by the old slut's words and smiled and said, "My evening itinerary has not been arranged yet. If possible, I will call you."

Scared, the principal really got to know the true teaching of Love Saint, and his kung fu was barely one-tenth of that of my old Liao.

As soon as they opened the conversation, there was a layer of dislocation between the two. The principal kept in mind Liao Xuebing's explanation and knew how to advance and retreat. He neither spoke endlessly nor spoke coldly. At the same time, he paid attention to the expression of his wife. Once he showed displeasure, he immediately stopped talking.

Liao Xuebing found an opportunity to press the phone in his pocket, pretended to go to a nearby corner to answer the phone, and apologized to the two: "I'm so sorry, my friend has something very urgent, I have to leave first, Mr. Principal, I hope you can accompany my wife through this idle afternoon on my behalf."

The principal thought to himself: "Boy, this dog-headed military advisor is a good person. He still knows when to stay and when to walk away. It's so sensible."

Liao Xuebing was also quite moved after hearing the principal's words about the temple fair. He thought that such a scene was the most suitable for picking up girls. If he didn't leave it for others to soak up, it would be a waste. It was only 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and he was wandering around around without any trouble.

He suddenly remembered that he didn't call Murong Lanluo yesterday. I wonder if the little girl would be angry. I will talk about it when I meet tonight and take her to see Ye Shao Tower, Fire Dragon, etc., and having a beautiful girl by my side, everything is much more interesting.

It seems that the teacher has not been so leisurely for more than ten days. When I go to class during the day and write lesson plans at night, how can I get so much time to relax? When I was bored, the phone rang. Liao Xuebing stopped the car, answered the phone, and went to a street vendor to buy a tabloid called "King of Humor".

"Brother Bing, we have worked hard to pretend to be a slut. Is there any extra reward?" Ye Xiaobai called, and the kid ran to somewhere and was fooled.

"Let's do this, I'll approve you to clear the shallow water street and let the bald party withdraw. We will take over the shallow water street completely. There are several good places there. Hahaha..." Liao Xuebing was very happy while talking, browsing "The King of Humor" and seeing several political cartoons of the White House cowboys.

When talking about the bald leader, Zhou Fuyuan's arrogant bald head appeared in Ye Xiaobai's mind, "What are you laughing at? The Qianshui Street market won't make you happy like that, right? He should be discharged from the hospital at this time. I'll ask a few people to go to comfort him tomorrow." I also thought that Zhou Fuyuan was afraid of only Boss Liao in the entire Speed ​​Party. If he went there, he couldn't intimidate the other party. He had to use violence.

"Hahahaha..." Liao Xuebing laughed for no reason. The content of this tabloid was really good. Ye Xiaobai was so depressed: "Brother Bing, there is something I need to remind you. Yesterday, a few people in Hei Tiantang said they wanted to take your hands away."

"Wait, what do they want is Liao Xuebing, a teacher at Tulip High School or Liao Xuebing, the boss of the Speed ​​Party?"

"Of course it's Teacher Liao of Tulip High School. Who dares to cause trouble for the Speed ​​Party? Brother Bing, I said you can really cause trouble. You are not restless when you become a teacher. You have used all the girls in your class, right?"

"***, put your mouth cleaner for me. Don't worry about that guy for now. I will find someone to repair him at the right time. How many people are there in the Speed ​​Party now?"

"There are more than 80 official members, and each of them has a large number of horsemen under his command. Those are not included. This year's Menglan Basin Conference will be held at the end of this month, and our Speed ​​Party members will also have an invitation."

"Fuck! It's just an invitation! I thought they invited me to the Council, and you're trying to tear it away."

"Brother Bing, the lanban meeting once every four years is so proud. This is a rare opportunity to strengthen our power. If you don't go, I will go."

"Actually, I went there once four years ago, and it was not very fun, so I quit. The water in Menglan Basin Club is very deep and is not suitable for small gangs like us."

"What? Have you been to Menglan Bin Club? Hahaha, are you bragging again?" This time it was Ye Xiaobai's turn to laugh wildly.

"I won't talk nonsense to you, I still have to rest, to enjoy the moon at night."

When Liao Xuebing returned home, he found a bag of citrus and grapefruits at the door of his house. There was a small note attached to the bag: "Teacher Liao, thank you for helping me find a very good job. My mother asked me to bring some citrus for you to eat, Zhou Anliu."

If you are helped, you have to express your gratitude. From this point of view, Zhou An is much better than Cui Zheng's group of birds who only know how to ask for help but not know how to repay. If this kid is bolder and bigger, it would be better.

He smiled and brought the citrus pomelo to his house. He peeled one, which was juicy and sweet, and was quite delicious. "Today is a festival, and there will be a peak in consumption at the bar. It seems that the boy is very busy."

I moved a chair to sit on the balcony, thinking that if I was bored today, I might as well take the opportunity to tease the little girl in the troupe. I forgot Murong Lanluo's agreement and gave the phone to Bei Xiaodan. The other party turned off the phone and didn't know what to do. Maybe I was about to plug into Ye Yuhu's pile of cow dung. It's a pity that I couldn't find An Chunchun's phone number, so I could only do it. After thinking for a long time, I remembered Murong Lanluo and was worried that what she said yesterday afternoon was a joke. If I took the initiative to call and was misunderstood as being self-indulgent, my face would be greatly lost.

After a while, I was really bored. I dialed Murong Lanluo's number and threw it aside and thought to myself: "Hmph, I promised to call me last night. I'm really insincere and I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

After half a minute, the phone rang again, but Murong Lanluo still ignored it. It rang for a long time for the third time and thought to himself: "You have a conscience, I'll forgive you once." But as soon as I answered the phone, the other party had already hung up and couldn't help but scold the phone: "Call it takes a few more seconds to kill you! Stupid teacher!" I thought Teacher Liao would call again for the fourth time, but the phone was silent for a long time and there was no movement again...

As the lights came on, the streets of Zhonghai City were filled with joy and harmony. The roof of Aoshui Apartment was crowded with people. Some families simply put on straw mats and put on mooncakes. They ate and chat while eating. The children carried the white rabbit lanterns around, and were having fun.

"Ah! I remembered it! Xiao Lanluo said she would have sex with me tonight." It's not a bad thing to have a little beauty accompanying her. Liao Xuebing re-dialed with the spirit of trying it out. Almost instantly, the phone was answered immediately. Murong Lanluo deliberately pretended to be a gentle voice and said: "Teacher, the streets outside are so lively, can I go to your house?"

Liao Xuebing remembered the Baoming Temple that the principal boasted about. There must be many activities there, and they are all programs that attract children. I thought Murong Lanluo would like it, so he said, "Let's go to Baoming Temple. I'll wait for you at the door, take you to see the Night Burning Tower, the Fire Dragon Dance, and take you to eat osmanthus candy."

Murong Lanluo felt warm in her heart. Looking at the empty sofa at home, she said to her heart: "My mother said to accompany me, but when the phone came, I didn't want you to accompany me. I have a teacher to accompany me." She was in a cheerful mood like the bright moon outside her classmates, and agreed with a smile: "Okay, then you go quickly, I will arrive soon."

When Lao Liao arrived at Baoming Temple, there were crowds of people and it was surrounded by water. It was a street far away and the car could not drive in. The street sells pastries, lantern vendors, bluestone slabs, and weeping willows. If everyone had not dressed differently, they would have almost thought that time and space were intertwined, and they would have returned to the ancient times hundreds of years ago.

Find a place to put the car in the car and walk into Yanzhi River Street in front of Baoming Temple. There is such a erotic street in front of the solemn temple, which makes people puzzled. The origin of the name of this street is no longer verified, and I really want to be destroyed in the long river of history.

Liao Xuebing squeezed through the crowd and came to the gate of Baoming Temple. Suddenly, someone rushed over from behind, jumped onto his back, hugged his neck and shouted: "Teacher!"

Turning his head, Murong Lanluo smiled like a flower, and had a face? On his shoulder, the cherry mouth was only a few centimeters before it was about to fit on his face. Wen Xiang and soft jade were squeezed together, and his chest was pressed against his back, which made Lao Liao feel worried.

"Come off quickly, how can this be achieved? Others will make jokes when they see it."

"I don't care. You have to carry me!" Murong Lanluo proudly grabbed his ears."

If there weren't too many people, I was afraid that the impact would be bad, so I had to show you my strength. Lao Liao gently put down Murong Lanluo, took the opportunity to rub her chest, and shouted in his heart: "Die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die. What a soft breast, with first-class touch and elasticity, the best among breasts!"

Murong Lanluo took Liao Xuebing's arm and said, "Teacher, should we go to the temple to burn incense or go outside to watch the fire dragon dancing?"

"It's better to burn incense and beg for peace and prosperity."
Chapter completed!