Liao Xuebing said intimately: "Fortunately, he was the most popular teacher to select. These little kids finally had some conscience." The page gradually pulled down, and the content that appeared made him less than pleased.

"The selection items are divided into: one, the most popular male teacher, the most popular female teacher. Two, the best class teacher, three, and the best among the main courses of the seven subjects. Four, the best new teacher. Five, the most disgusting teacher. Six, the most perverted teacher. Seven, the most obscene teacher."

Lao Liao thought again: "These disgusting, perverted and obscene awards should be won by Qiu Daqi?" When he opened the current selection results, he saw that in addition to the best main subjects and related genders, the three names Liao Xuebing, Qiu Daqi and Mo Yongtai were almost among the top five of all options.

Since the event was just launched and the number of votes was not very large, Mo Yongtai ranked among the top in the "Most Popular" project, Su Bingyun followed closely, Liao Xuebing and Qiu Daqi ranked third, and Liao Xuebing and Qiu Daqi ranked first in the "most disgusting" project, Liao Xuebing and Qiu Daqi, Mo Yongtai ranked among the top five. It seems that they really make people love and hate.

There are many students below the post who have voted for teachers they like or hate, and they work very hard. They are praised and praised, and those who scold them are vicious and slanderous.

There were also teachers who liked this student but the student didn't like it, so they divided into two factions to attack each other and argued with fierce words. The most controversial one was Mo Yongtai, who was deeply favored by female students and caused disgust among male students and was at the forefront.

Just as he was interested in admiring, Mo Yongtai walked into the office. Lao Liao immediately turned off the network and sat upright, looking extremely serious. Many teachers took the initiative to say hello to him. It was obvious that he was doing a good job in public relations. He asked his colleague Yu Yuyu Qionglou to relax from time to time, which made it difficult to feel disgusted to him.

Mo Yongtai walked to Lao Liao's table, threw out a check, and said coldly: "Don't think I'm afraid of you, it's just that these days are a bit important and don't want to cause trouble. This amount of money will buy some supplements for the lively Guan Muyun."

Liao Xuebing took the check and saw that there were four zeros behind the horoscope, which was 80,000 yuan. It seemed that he was scared by me yesterday. He carefully checked the authenticity of the check and went to the bank website to verify the certificate. It was indeed correct. He laughed and said, "Even if this matter is settled, you don't owe me, and I don't owe you. I will definitely visit you in person another day and apologize to Chai Yongheng."

Mo Yongtai snorted: "Don't be too proud too early. When I catch up with Su Bingyun, you will have good fruits."

"Since that's the case, what about the three chapters of the law in the new era? No violent retaliation is allowed, no one outside the school is allowed to ask unrelated people to help. Well, no one inside the school can do it. You can ask students to help you attack my image in front of Su Meimei. This is all good-willed competition. If the conspiracy to instruct people outside the school to do bad things, it would be shameless."

Mo Yongtai's face darkened: "Don't put shit on my head, Chai Yongheng is arbitrary, I didn't know about it in advance. I guessed it long ago, you asked Guan Muyun to make me fool of me in the friendly basketball game. Now, let's put a high hat on yourself first, and have good competition, hehe, don't think that if you can command students, I can't."

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, he walked away coldly and arrogantly.

Lao Liao took out a huge sum of money out of thin air, so excited that he didn't even want to write the lesson plan. This is a symbol of Mo Yongtai's surrender. It's quite rare, but it just means that the Mo family was under pressure at the Ullambana meeting and could not take action to deal with him. Otherwise, he told Mo Laowu that Mo Laowu would definitely not be able to swallow this.

I took a class absent-mindedly, hired a small building with Yu Dinglou, and immediately launched a broken bicycle and headed towards the bank. This commercial bank has no division of weight on Yuanhu Road, and it must be found until Qianshui Street.

"Abing!" When he reached the middle of the road, someone called him. When he turned around, he saw that it was a "Pengda" car repair shop on the side of the road. There was a guy wearing jumpsuits and greasy face and hands waving to him.

"Acne, why are you hang out here?" Liao Xuebing met his old acquaintance and went to Pengda's repair shop to say hello. This man nicknamed "Acne" was a worker dragon when he worked in another repair shop half a year ago. His real name was Miao Yuanlong. His name was very majestic, but his body was as thin as a pen rod.

The store is not large in size, just like all repair shops, it is very messy, with plate handles, steel pliers, screwdrivers, bolts, and nuts everywhere. All kinds of tools, welding machines, and jacks are not placed in the right place, and the choking oil and smears make people stay away from it.

"A Bingren, how come my electric car is replaced with a broken bicycle?" Miao Yuanlong asked with a relatively clean area on his back of his hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Lao Liao was ashamed and smiled and concealed it: "The times are always improving. For example, the acne on your face is twice as high as half a year ago. It is normal for my electric car to be replaced. Why did you come to Pengda?"

"It turns out that the boss of the repair shop connected the customers' cars for several days to repair. They were expensive cars, and they paid more than 100,000 yuan. Now they have declared bankruptcy. Pengda is not bad here, but it's a little hard work. Damn, I don't know what's wrong with the engine of this Santana. We have been working for most of the day but haven't found out where the fault is, but we just can't start it."

Lao Liao was meddling in other people's business, threw down his bicycle and said, "I'll take a look."

"Okay, A Bing, don't mess around with someone who is unstable in the first half of the bottle of water."

Lao Liao felt embarrassed. When he was accused of proclaiming himself "technician", he picked up the wrench without saying anything and checked it around. He was serious and concise, as if he had been in this industry for more than ten years. After a while, he was sweating profusely. The newspaper on his body and hands were stains, but he couldn't analyze the reason.

Miao Yuanlong was about to make fun of him, but a brand new Porsche parked outside the door of the car shop, and quickly threw Lao Liao to accompany him. He could recognize at a glance that this was a Porsche tunbo, a purebred sports car, the pinnacle of the 911 series, with a money-saving appearance, which was very dynamic. He couldn't help but feel a little shocked. If this kind of car was not maintained at the Porsche store, it would be a tycoon to come to our broken car shop.

The car window rolled down. It was a young woman wearing sunglasses. Although the huge sunglasses covered half of her face, Miao Yuanlong could still see the thrilling and extraordinary beauty in her delicate nose, cherry lips, and her chin outline. A name flashed out: "Murong Bingyu!"

For a moment, Miao Yuanlong's mouth was dry and he couldn't even speak. His heart suddenly beat violently, almost breaking his ribs. You can even see that the jeans were trembling slightly.

Murong Bingyu smiled at him and called out to the guy who was squatting under the car and fiddling hard: "Liao Xuebing!"

Liao Xuebing turned around in shock: "Why do you think I'm?"

Murong Bingyu snorted: "It's really you. As soon as you passed by, you saw a back look very similar from a distance. I heard you were working on a part-time car repair, so I came over to take a look."

Lao Liao threw down his hand and walked to her, and there was a filthy speech: "Look at me, this is not a zoo, and I am not an animal for exhibition. If you want to wait for the bus, hurry up and I will knock it around with a sledgehammer to see if something went wrong. Oh, I changed to a new car. I guess this car must be repaired with a fire axe, right?"

"You, hum!" Murong Bingyu was almost choked and couldn't speak, and said again: "It's so tiring to repair a car, so don't do it anymore. I've already told the director that he promised you to be a lighting engineer."

I once thought Lao Liao said he was a repairman, but I thought he was joking at the beginning, but I didn't expect that this happened. Qiufeng was already very depressed, he was still sweating all over his head, his nails were covered in mud, and he was in a mess. He was arrogant in the Aoshui alley, his cuteness at the concert, his arrogance in the dressing room, and his chatting and laughing in Shishe Town were gone. All that was left was a down-and-out man who worked hard for life. Murong Bingyu just wanted to help him.

Liao Xuebing remembered that she was thrown in Shishe Town, but he became more and more angry: "What do you do? I can do whatever I like, and what to look at? I will poke your asshole if I look at it again!"

The clay Buddha is still a bit earthy. No matter how gentle and graceful Murong Bingyu is, he is completely aroused and said with a dark face: "Dog bites Lu Dongbin, but I don't know the good people's hearts, so I don't bother to pay attention to you." He started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and left.

Miao Yuanlong woke up from the shock and said in shock: "Abing! She is Murong Bingyu, why do you scold her? You kid are so fucking tired of living. I, this is the first time I have seen Murong Bingyu with my own eyes when I grew up. You actually pissed her off. You really don't know how to be ungrateful!"

Several guys in the car shop stared at him with a bad expression: "You dare to use that kind of words to molest the goddess. It's quite light for the goddess to call you a dog. We see that you are simply inferior to a dog!"

"I'm just a singing person. What kind of goddess is not a goddess? I kindly advise you not to worship any idols anymore. Under Murong Bingyu's dazzling halo, her vicious heart is hidden! Wake up, young man."

Miao Yuanlong suddenly raised his leader, "Abing, I misread you. You insulted the goddess again and again. I want to break up with you, but before breaking up with your friendship, I will beat you to relieve your hatred!" Several other guys also carried large wrenches to surround him.
Chapter completed!