"Haha, Abing, you can't say that. You claim to be invincible in the fight against Zhonghai. No matter how you say that you have to help me when you see your old brother. Help me, and in the future, we will divide the world equally. Let's talk about the outer side. I'll help - Piaotian Wenxue - and said, "I just had a sashimi, and I feel good, but Mrs. Smith is used to drinking a cup of coffee, reading the newspaper, and taking a nap at this time, so I can't accept it."

"I can't accept it and I can't harass me. Look at the bright afternoon sun, I'm going to find a place to have fun."

The principal rubbed his hands and smiled and said, "Yesterday you suggested that you should study and dance well. I think this one is very realistic. What kind of chivalrous spirit is too weak and can't be imitated. Alas, although the physical condition is not very good, I think if you exercise seriously, you will practice your dancing skills."

"What?" Lao Liao glanced at him: "After the party last night, I was moved? I'm old and sexy? I'm so lonely?"

The principal knew that Liao Xuebing was just talking like this, and did not feel embarrassed, saying, "I thought learning to dance was of little use, but at the party I found that Mrs. Smith's eyes were very enthusiastic. It seemed that foreigners like to communicate in a way, which was a habit they were used to. The wife had been in school for three years, and we had not held any programs. She had few friends, probably alone for a long time and was lonely."

"Congratulations to Principal, Principal, you have finally learned to make reasonable analysis based on your own qualifications. If you do this, you will be able to spend a good night with your wife within three months."

"Don't say too much nonsense, when are you going to ask someone to teach me how to dance?"

"Since this is the case, we must not be careless. If you want to invite someone, you can hire the best and most talented one and do your best to teach you. In this way, you can learn quickly and be better, but the cost will be higher."

"Then let's go to Tongcheng Road International Dance Center to pay the membership fee to study, which is very famous there."

Liao Xuebing sneered three times, making the principal laugh inexplicably, and then said: "Not to mention how low the teaching quality is there. As the principal of Tulip High School, are you planning to embarrass people? There are at least ten students in each period. Can you take care of them one by one? I know a genius dance boy, and let him teach you one by one alone, so that nothing goes wrong."

The principal was half-believing and half-doubted: "You have to find the right person. I am so old that I can't stand the trouble."

"Don't worry, how bad will my love saint's vision be?"

As soon as the principal left, Zhou An came in.

Liao Xuebing rang the bell and asked the waiter to deliver lunch. It was a typical southern flavor, including tiger fish soup, pepper and salt shrimp, steamed pork locust fish, white scallion crab, ginger and scallion crab, white scallion shrimp, steamed snails, plum steamed fish, and the most wonderful thing was that there was a white chopped chicken, which was full of a table.

He looked at the beautiful waitress standing beside him and waved his hand and said, "Go down first, and I will call you after I finish eating. It's really a disgusting to see someone watching him while eating. Zhou An, why don't you go out to play with your classmates? Why do you come to me for?"

Zhou An didn't know where he was nervous, so he actually wore a pair of knee-length shorts, which made the lines reveal. The man wearing such clothes was so furious. He didn't dare to play any tricks, and answered honestly: "I listened to the teacher yesterday and learned the dance for the whole morning, but no one advised me, and I couldn't practice it. I didn't know where to start with what basic skills others said to practice."

Lao Liao tore off a chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard, and said vaguely: "Press the legs, twist the waist, kick the legs, and practice the flexibility of the body. You can ask Teacher Mo for advice. He is a physical education teacher and is more professional."

"But, but I don't think I have much talent, so it's a waste to learn it." Zhou An said, pushing his toes on the carpet, turning his body gently, and doing a move. Except for being a little awkward, his posture was natural and unpretentious, and his body coordination was excellent. Unfortunately, he was a man, so it would be great if he was a woman.

"Damn, I will beat you when I dance in front of me again! I really want me to be unable to eat, right? Get out of here and go and find Mo Yongtai to practice basic skills. If he doesn't agree, you will be beaten until he agrees. In short, don't come to see me if you haven't learned it."

"Okay," Zhou An was scolded and went out dejectedly.

Lao Liao was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he added: "Actually, Teacher Mo was very warm and liked to help students. He would definitely ignore you at first, but if you want to be beautiful but not vulgar, don't be discouraged. You must win until he promises to train you." It took every minute and every second to stop secretly. With Zhou An's perseverance, Mo Yongtai would be able to go out today and see that he was going to see a ghost.

Things did not develop beyond Liao Xuebing's expectations. Zhou An first returned to his room and asked his friend Lin Xiaoken how to please someone. Lin Xiaoken thought he had a girl he liked, so he was shocked first, then he was relieved, and smiled and said, "Zhou An, you have finally returned to a normal life. It doesn't matter, I will give you some advice."

He took out cologne water, hair breasts, razors, and eyebrow pincers and said, "Of course, first of all, you have to give the other party a good impression, otherwise, if people see you are so bad, who will pay attention to you?"

Zhou An was right when he thought about it, and hesitated and looked forward to it in his heart - who doesn't want to dress himself up handsomely! He stuttered: "I haven't made such a thing yet, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Lin Xiaoken patted his fat and shaking chest: "Don't worry, I'll be your stylist. Have you ever seen "God of Gamblers"? If you don't have any experience, just put on your cool. Try to be expressionless. Even if you have any ideas, don't show it on your face." He squeezed out a pile of breasts and applied it to Zhou An's hair, scraped it flat with a comb, and combed a big, shiny back.
Chapter completed!