The two moved to the stands at the corner of the court. Lao Liao was feeling the cool breeze when he suddenly saw countless gazes coming towards him.

After observing left and right, I thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that the position I was sitting was just blocking the girls' view of Mo Yongtai. It was amazing. If I continued like this, I would not be cursed to death by cursing, and would be killed by these resentful eyes.

"Teacher Mo, let's change the seats. I'm used to sitting on the left."

"Is there any difference between left and right hands?"

"You don't know that I am left-handed and I am used to using the left side when eating and playing football, or sitting on the left side."

"Haha, let it go." Mo Yongtai shook his head and said.

The two lit the cigar in their hands, spit out the misty smoke, enjoying the strong and mellow taste of the cigar, and chatting while blowing, which was extremely comfortable.

"Did Teacher Liao come to spy on the enemy today?"

"Haha, I'm just here to learn and observe. We are not divided into the same starch, what a fool to spy on it."

Liao Xuebing tentatively said: "I see that Teacher Mo's Class 5 in Year 2 is very champion."

Mo Yongtai smiled bitterly and said, "Where is the area we divided, known as the death zone. Although we have the strength to win the championship, I think Class 1 in three years is still the strongest. Last year they were the champions. A year has passed, I believe they will only get stronger and stronger."

Liao Xuebing gave up and said, "Teacher Mo, in fact, Class One in three years is not without weakness. Last time our class tied with their class."

Mo Yongtai was a little surprised and said, "Oh, is that right? What are the tricks of Teacher Liao?"

Liao Xuebing nodded and said decisively: "As long as you fight them to the end, they will give you more black feet. Their strength will naturally be greatly reduced. Last time, our class changed its gentlemanly style at halftime and implemented my 'kill tactics'. He Xin and others from Class One in three years were asked to give you black feet. Although they got a red card, they also achieved satisfactory results."

"Ah! This is OK? Is that right?" Mo Yongtai hesitated.

But when Liao Xuebing looked firm, he pressed his shoulder with his hand and said seriously: "Believe me, that's right."

However, he didn't expect that Liao Xuebing was secretly planning.

My old Liao is sitting in the mountains to watch the tiger fight. As long as you fight to the death with the fifth squad of the second and fifth squad of the third squad, you will gain the benefits of the fisherman. Haha, this trick of "driven the tiger and swallowing the wolf" is really used. I am not a genius, who is a genius?

Groups of girls standing on the sidelines, and few people came specifically for football. If their eyes could condense into bullets, then Lao Liao was at least a hornet's nest. If the thoughts could generate power, then Lao Liao had been moved to outer space now.

Mo Yongtai was so energetic that he even enjoyed the admiration of everyone.

"The sentence can't grow. If you perform so well, you will definitely become the target of public criticism." Liao Xuebing said in his heart: "Not to mention the music teacher who is jealous and the evil Qiu Daqi, if you come to our class to attend class, you will definitely kill you. If you don't want anyone to like, you will naturally do what they should do if I don't need to start."

But today is Saturday, so I don’t have the chance to see it for the time being. I will have to ask Li Yuzhong for an in-person opportunity in a few days.

The huge gap in the game and inadvertently became Mo Yongtai's foil. Liao Xuebing exhausted his last patience and chatted for a few words to leave. A girl in the distance waved at him excitedly. Old Liao thought to himself annoyed: "Another fanatic who wants to attract Mo Yongtai." But a voice shouted: "Teacher Liao! Teacher Liao!"

Liao Xuebing's waist was no longer sore, and his legs no longer hurt. Hehe, ***, the little white-faced person surnamed Mo, I have the capital to be worthy of you. Dingqing saw that the girl was Bei Xiaodan, so she must have something to do with him. As long as she didn't come to see Mo Xiaofaced person, she was embarrassed to continue to be proud and walked over quickly.

"Class Bei Xiaodan, aren't you resting at home today? I really didn't expect you to like football too."

Bei Xiaodan straightened her chest out—but her breasts were so pitifully small. "I agreed last time. The teacher is so idle today. I came to pick the teacher up to my house for dinner. You promised that you can't cheat."

Liao Xuebing dislikes socializing the most, especially for middle-aged men like her father who look like stone slabs. However, after dinner, he had the opportunity to go to Bei Xiaodan's room to have a heart-to-heart talk. It was absolutely wonderful to steal a 20-odd or two underwear while he was unprepared. He started to move his mind and said with a smile: "I just happened to have time. I hope Lingzun won't di, I'm just a poor teacher."

"How could it be? Dad, he saw you last time and praised you for a long time." Bei Xiaodan also wanted to hug Lao Liao's arm naturally like Murong Lanluo, but the distance between the two was only ten centimeters. This idea lingers in his heart for a long time, but he can't do it. His body was tense due to tension.

"Student Bei Xiaodan, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing!" Bei Xiaodan said in a panic.

Liao Xuebing thought to be a little conscious of being a teacher, and asked about Bei Xiaodan's study status and grades in various subjects, but what Bei Xiaodan wanted to say to him was not the case at all, and there was an answer without a single word.

Murong Lanluo had just arrived from home and went to the office. He said that Teacher Liao was at the stadium and hurried to the stadium. He saw Teacher Liao's back in Bei Xiaodan's car and said, "Damn teacher, teacher stinky, and said that he would go to Murong Bingyu's singer club with me, a big liar! Bei Xiaodan, this fairy obviously has Ye Yuhu, and he refused to let my teacher Liao go. Let's wait and see on Monday."

I knew that Bei Xiaodan's family was rich, but I didn't expect that he was so rich. His mansion was built on the hillside of Ping'an Mountain. Ping'an Mountain is a settlement area for wealthy people, which is more than two or three levels higher than the so-called rich area on Binhai Road. It can occupy a place here, and at least one of the top 100 rich people in Zhonghai City.

From the wide mountain road, the trees are shaded and the cool breeze is blowing. Most of the urban areas of Zhonghai City are in sight. The buildings stand in the distance, surrounded by the Rouge River, and you can no longer find where Zhuque Street is. Looking down, you have a kind of arrogant look on the world. No wonder the rich choose to live here. The superior psychological position can satisfy their superior psychology.

The intense music of Murong Bingyu's latest album echoed in the car, and the super heavy bass sounded so hard that his heart shook. When he opened the car window, he poured dry air into the driver. Liao Xuebing poked the driver back: "Brother, how about changing a song? I really can't stand the pop song."

Bei Xiaodan pouted and said, "Teacher, you don't know how to appreciate it at all. Tell me, what do you like to listen to? There are many songs in the on-board computer."

The driver was surprised when he saw the lady acting cute to this inexplicable teacher in the rearview mirror, thinking that the lady hadn't seemed to have any attitude towards Mr. Bei. Press the stop button of the player and asked, "Sir, what do you like to listen to?"

"If there is an opera, I think it must be good, yes, yes, that's "Romeo and Juliet". " Liao Xuebing pointed to the display on the small screen and said.

"Hmph, I didn't expect to have the same hobby as my old man. "Romeo and Juliet" is fine, but it doesn't have the perverted high notes and weird drinking styles like "Carmen"." Bei Xiaodan glanced at him.

When the car drove into Bei's mansion, Liao Xuebing seemed nothing on the surface, but was really shocked inside. It was not that I had seen something better than this before, but like the psychology of watching a movie, two different types of blockbusters will give people a visual impact, and it is not surprising that they are common. The palace-like building after the central garden, with white marble pavement and an oval roof, the entrance is supported by six Roman stone pillars, and there are two unique sculptures at the door, a row of carefully cultivated congratulations, and a worker is pruning branches and leaves.

The thick oak door opened, and four women dressed in black skirts and white backgrounds were neatly arranged, bowing and saying in unison: "Welcome to Mr. Liao."

Mom! With such a big formation, does Bei Shixiang want to scare me?

The ceiling is eight meters high, and the upper and lower layers of glass are emitting sufficient light. There are four small doors next to the door, ivory wall lights, silver handles at the door, and agate are decorated with agate at the corner of the entrance. From these details, we can see how luxurious the Bei family is. The hall is sufficiently agricultural, industrial and commercial, and can play a basketball game, with the overall layout bright and elegant.

An old man in a black tuxedo came out and asked, "Mr. Liao, the master is waiting for you in the living room upstairs."

"Master? Isn't Bei Shixiang a nobleman in a certain country? This old man should be her housekeeper. Seeing that Bei Xiaodan dressed so ordinary, I really didn't expect that if he was a tutor in her house, his salary would definitely be inevitable." He stepped onto the spiral stairs, followed the housekeeper to the second floor, and entered the living room.

"Haha, Teacher Liao, welcome to the humble house!" Bei Shixiang stood up to greet him. The Chinese teacher who could let him stay here and wait was not a simple person.

Liao Xuebing observed everywhere, intending to pry off the silver handle at the door and take it back to exchange it when Bei Shixiang was not aware of it.

"Oh, Mr. Bei! I haven't seen you for two days, and you are still as charming as ever!"

When he held his hands together, Bei Shixiang felt that his hands were thick and calloused. He thought he was from poor, but this man was calm and composed, neither arrogant nor humble, and he did not have the restraint he showed at all when others saw him, and he couldn't help but look up.

When asked Lao Liao to sit down, Bei Xiaodan wanted to sit next to him. He felt that the traces were too obvious, so he had to sit on the sofa opposite him. Bei Shixiang observed it in detail and saw his daughter's hesitation for a moment, and he felt a little jealous.
Chapter completed!