The word "experts" represents the authority of the academic community. If other teachers were criticized, there would be no hope for the remaining decades of life. Liao Xuebing was both thick-skinned and a lazy character who was not afraid of boiling water. He didn't take a few words seriously.

Although I often say that I should pursue the tranquility of my soul, how can I not get involved in the dust in the secular world? I can’t be called erudite and talented, but I still have a lot of books and knowledge of the world. After becoming a teacher, I have also paid attention to the various relationships in the education system, knowing Luo Min’s prestige in the education world, and knowing some of his ridiculous behaviors.

"Mr. Luo, why don't you say I am not a competent teacher? The right and wrong of heroes in the world are criticized by others. Are you the turn to talk? Which one are you? As an educator, I have never had outstanding achievements. This title is just for a long time in the education industry, with a long experience and a few confusing articles. People see you as old and have worked hard all over the past few years. You can see your active figure when you cut the ribbon at any party. You respectfully call you an educator, but you are just as ordinary as the Uncle who sells fruits next door. In order to make those articles published, how many heads of authoritative academic institutions have been invited to dinner?"

Luo Min's old face couldn't help but turn red and said excitedly: "Teacher Liao, don't throw blood on others' heads! The articles I published are all painstaking research and written based on decades of experience, with a lot of factual evidence, just talk casually, be careful that I will sue you for slander!"

"Slander? Mr. Luo, are you a visiting lecturer at Normal University or a doctoral supervisor. Unfortunately, you are ignorant and even your articles are plagiarized by the student's graduation thesis, copy the contents, sign your own name, and take it openly for yourself. Do you think this will hide the truth?"

Luo Min snorted: "I am their supervisor. The papers are all completed under my guidance, and most of them are spoken by me personally, and then they copied them. Since this is the case, why not sign my name first and their name later?"

"Analysis of the psychological status of youth in the 1990s" and "My views on the reform plan for education system" are you writing? You must be self-aware and don't force me to tell everything out." Liao Xuebing hangs out at the Zhuque Street bar a few years ago and meets a frustrated young college student. When they see the two speculations, they talk about everything. The college student even gave him his papers to review. They were the two articles mentioned above. Later, Lao Liao encouraged him to study hard, it would be best to read a doctorate to bring honor to his ancestors. The young man said he would work hard. Last year, two articles were published in the China Overseas Internal Education Journal. The name was Luo Min. Lao Liao knew that there must be something tricky about it.

Luo Min was shocked and suspicious. There was no airtight wall in the world, thinking that he had already obtained the evidence. He immediately did not dare to say it again. He waved his sleeves and said, "I don't want to argue with you such unfounded right and wrong."

Liao Xuebing immediately burned the war on the heads of the young novel writer: "What do you think? It's you! What bullshit novels you wrote are like garbage. "Youth Memorial"? Unfortunately, it was ruined a good book title, all of which are violent and violent. The words are empty and weak, and the plot is full of ridiculous sorrow and sadness. There are still people who are following them. What's the point? What's the value? You are raised by a bitch, like the liar Di Ziche, and I don't know how many young people's hearts have been poisoned. They are clamoring for the low quality of current students and are still old.

Young. I lack self-control and cognitive ability. Can I avoid being corrupted after reading books written by scum? I also took the pseudonym of "Afu". I fuck, why don't you die quickly? I heard that your latest new work "Hidden Lotus in Dreams" is also on a hot sale. I have read a few words, which describes a boy who fell in love with the Fairy of Furong. They are all fucking shit, they are completely mentally slutty. Publishing such books is a waste of national resources. I think you can rush to the northwest to open up wasteland and plant trees to use this to atone for the sins, otherwise you will have to go to hell for more than ten or twenty years to soak the oil pan."

"You... dare you say that my books are garbage?" Ah Fu's scalp was numb, and he felt his hair was about to stand up, and he was extremely angry. Since childhood, since he became famous, many orthodox and old-fashioned guardians have made their opinions, but there has never been a person as direct as him, as if he was a shrew, but every word was so spicy that every sentence hits the point. He is like a fighter who blames corrupt officials, with awesome power and no way to refute.

Ouyang Lifang whispered: "Actually, I think "Hidden Lotus in Dreams" is quite good..."

——Afu's face immediately became lustful.

Liao Xuebing immediately said with a heartache: "Did you see, this female classmate is the student in our class with the worst academic performance. She only knows how to eat, drink, play, dress up, fall in love, write love letters, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up, make-up," Liao Xuebing immediately said in a heartache, "I immediately said, "I was so sad, and make-up, do you think of

Experts saw Ouyang Lifang's face wearing heavy makeup, with bright red lips, bright eyeshadows, false eyelashes, and her face was like a wall that had just been painted with lime, and her hair was dyed.

Their golden nails are painted black and shiny, their clothes are exposed, they are not as mature as middle school students, but they are similar to popular women. They all believe Lao Liao's words 700 to 80% of them.

Ouyang Lifang almost jumped and wanted to vent her anger when she ate Teacher Liao. However, she found that Murong Lanluo's cold eyes were shot straight, and she didn't dare to say much. The teacher was half her own, how could she help outsiders? Her eyes rolled, and she felt calculating in her heart. She said pitifully: "Teacher, I'm sorry, after watching "Youth Memorial", I was not in the mood to study. I just thought about how to dress up myself all day long. I, I was wrong..."

Liao Xuebing's color was slightly slower: "Oh, I've read "Youth Memorial". No wonder you, that book is a drug, a tumor, persecuting the mental health of teenagers. Remember, don't read it in the future. With the help of all of us, you will definitely be able to grow again."

Ouyang Lifang was eager to play the role of a lost little lamb, but she seemed to be like a little bit without showing any flaws. When the experts thought that he did not know that there would be a fierce debate between the two sides, it was naturally impossible to arrange the negative teaching materials for child care. It seemed that they were the truth, and they couldn't help but show a hint of contempt to Ah Fu: How beautiful the female student is, but unfortunately she was ruined by a garbage book by you.

Liao Xuebing refused to give up and began to scold Ou Jianyang, the director of the Education Bureau's teaching and research: "Director Ou! Don't think you are sitting there like a personal person! When you were not a director, you were like a dog, searching for people to flatter you, believing in your superiors and concealing your subordinates, lying about your achievements, and having a low character. After becoming the director, you transformed yourself into nothing and didn't take anyone seriously. Not only that, you also use your position to make a request, intimidate and retaliate against the school units that don't offer you, make a fortune, and talk to me about the quality?" These were the bitterness that Yi Jianbo, an old friend of the Education Bureau, exclaimed when he heard it. When he heard it, he forgot. He met a real person at this moment and remembered it all.

Ou Jianyang looked at Gong Xuelin, as if he was blaming her for not stopping this crazy teacher, and said with a smile: "Which verbal words are better than sharp blades, but after all, there is no factual basis. Your words have constituted malicious slander. If you don't apologize, I will send a lawyer's letter tomorrow, and see you in court."

Gong Xuelin woke up from the shock and scolded: "Liao Xuebing, are you crazy? Why don't you apologize to Director Ou quickly?" She thought to calm down Director Ou's anger first, and then turn around and let the board of directors fire Liao Xuebing.

"Director Ou, at the end of September last year, a substitute teacher applied to be transferred to a regular class. When the school had approved it, it was not stamped. Therefore, it was not possible to become a formal teacher. Why? That teacher was fifty-one years old this year, and he had a full 27 years of substitute class history at Qiu Furong Middle School. He worked diligently throughout his life and guided students to be positive and never missed. However, the substitute level salary he received every month was only 800 yuan to support the whole family. He had an 80-year-old father and a pair of children. He lived in the scrapped dormitory of the school. Even his wife had no money to treat him. He became ill due to overwork and was poor and sick. As the New Year was approaching, he didn't even have the money to buy pork..." At this time, a melodious and sad song "Liang Zhu" was heard from Guan Muyun's mobile phone, adding a bit of tragic color to Lao Liao's words.

Su Feihong's eyes were filled with tears and she shouted, "That teacher is so pitiful! Our whole class will donate money to him!"

Luo Min was finally a hypocritical hypocrite and said, "If Teacher Liao said it is true and the teacher's condition is not satisfactory, we should help him."

"Help? How to help?" Liao Xuebing sneered: "When the substitute teacher found Director Ou for the last procedure, Director Ou said that if there is no labor fee, he would not sign and stamp it. How much does the labor fee cost? 30,000. The substitute teacher's family even struggled to raise money to buy a few pieces of straw paper to wipe his butt. How could he get 30,000 yuan? This killed him. But... the leaders of the Education Bureau are also human beings, and they also need money to eat, drink, gamble, buy brand cars, clothing, and support their little lovers. How expensive is it? Any fool who comes to ask for help? If I don't have money, I won't do it. Director Ou, don't you?"

Ou Jianyang really wanted to tear his stinky mouth with splashing splashes and said coldly: "Since you refuse to apologize, then see you in court."

"Director Ou thought no one saw it when he asked for bribes from the substitute teacher? At that time, you scolded the substitute teacher and he begged hard. Someone happened to pass by your office. He immediately recorded all the conversation content on his mobile phone, and just waited for the time to announce it to the whole society immediately." Liao Xuebing made a recorded lie based on what Yi Jianbo said, after a reasonable imagination.
Chapter completed!