Ping Pengfei, a teacher in Baiyun middle school, came to Liao Jiayuan's home to talk to him about the past when he heard that Liao Jiayuan had come back.
"Pengfei."
"Come on."
They met and gave each other a hug.
"Come in and sit down."
"Pengfei, I'm still a teacher in Baiyun middle school. It's too wasteful to be a teacher with your strength."
"I don't want money, I want a quiet environment for me to practice martial arts."
Ping Pengfei and Liao gaiyou had a good conversation.
Liao Jiayuan came over, poured Ping Pengfei a cup of tea, and then sat down.
Liao Jiayuan said, "brother, now you're back, are you free tomorrow?"
"What's the matter?"
"Brother, help me go to school tomorrow and teach someone a lesson." Liao Jiayuan said that Tang Zichen didn't know how miserable it would be if his brother did it.
"Who? Jiayuan, one of my top ten outstanding young people, asked me to go to school to beat people. When this spread, my image was destroyed. " Liao is a little reluctant.
Liao Jiayuan said: "brother, if you are an ordinary person, you will not be bothered, but I can't play with that person. His name is Tang Zichen. He is the most powerful one in Baiyun middle school at present. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Ping."
Liao refueling looking at Ping Pengfei, Ping Pengfei said with a smile: "that Tang Zichen really has strength, in five years, it is estimated that he will be one of the top ten outstanding young people. Well, come on. If you go to school to beat someone, it really does damage the prestige of your top ten outstanding young people. Let me help you find Tang Zichen and talk to him. "
Liao said with a smile: "Pengfei, thank you."
"You're welcome. I won't disturb you for a while. You have a rest and I'll go back."
“88。”
Ping Pengfei said goodbye.
The next day, 8:30 a.m.
A senior one came to class 32.
"Tang Zichen, Mr. Ping wants you to go to his office." Said the student.
"Which teacher is Ping?" Asked Tang Zichen.
"The Ping teacher who taught senior one."
Tang Zichen thought about it. He had never seen it and didn't know it at all. What can I do for him.
"I don't know. I won't go." Tang Zichen was not afraid of the cold weather.
"What? Even Mr. Ping, you dare say you don't know him. Yesterday, the headmaster of radio station also broadcast in person. Mr. Ping won the top ten outstanding young people. How can you not know Mr. Ping? " The freshman in senior high school said that seeing Tang Zichen's attitude towards Mr. Ping was a bit of a mouthful, so his voice was a little louder.
"If you don't know me, don't know me. If you have anything to do, you can come to my class. Well, you can go. If you don't go, don't blame me for being rude to you."
The senior one hummed and left in a hurry.
At the moment, Ping Pengfei finished teaching and went back to the bungalow in Houshan.
The student who had just been sent to call Tang Zichen ran in and called out: "Mr. Ping."
Ping Pengfei asked: "where is Tang Zichen?"
"Mr. Ping, Tang Zichen said that he didn't know you and didn't come. Moreover, he said that he would go to him if he had something to do."
Ping Pengfei is a little annoyed. Is Tang Zichen a little bit too much? He is a teacher, and he has just been rated as one of the top ten outstanding young people. Even in Linjiang City, people will respectfully say hello when they recognize him. After all, the top ten outstanding young people are a very glorious thing. Can he? Tang Zichen did not give him face.
"Teacher Ping, if Tang Zichen doesn't come here, what should he do? Now who doesn't know that you are one of the top ten outstanding young people? Tang Zichen is just the first villain of Baiyun middle school. Does he think that the first villain is more honorable than your top ten outstanding young people?" The senior one said.
Ping Pengfei didn't want to deal with students like Tang Zichen, so he didn't care how arrogant Tang Zichen was in school before. He didn't even go to see who Tang Zichen was fighting with.
However, this time, Tang Zichen did not give him face, which made him feel bad.
Ping Pengfei took out a piece of paper and wrote on it: "Tang Zichen, come to me this time, Ping Pengfei."
Ping Pengfei folded the paper, handed it to the senior one and said, "give this letter to Tang Zichen."
"Ah, Mr. Ping, is that useful?" The student asked suspiciously.
"This is my personal letter. I don't think Tang Zichen is going to carry it like this. Let's go."
"Yes."
Tang Zichen was sitting in the classroom. It wasn't long before the senior one came back.
"Tang Zichen."
Tang Zichen frowned, a little angry, asked: "how you, what's the matter."
The senior one handed Ping Pengfei's handwritten letter to Tang Zichen and said, "teacher Ping's handwritten letter."
Tang Zichen impatiently opened Ping Pengfei's letter.
"Tang Zichen, come to me, Ping Pengfei."
Tang Zichen snorted in his heart: "if you want me to go, I'll go."The senior one said, "Tang Zichen, can I go to Mr. Ping now? This is his personal letter. I don't believe that all the personal letters from Mr. Ping have come. You still don't pay attention to Mr. Ping. Although you are the first villain, Mr. Ping is one of the top ten outstanding young people, much more noble than you. "
"Don't go," said Tang Zichen
Tang Zichen looked at the handwritten letter. If he didn't give him something special, I'm afraid he would be endlessly entangled.
So Tang Zichen coughed twice.
"Bah." Tang Zichen spat his saliva on the letter, then folded it up, handed it to the senior one and said, "give it to him before the saliva is dry. When he sees my saliva, he should know what it means. Don't pester me again. After three things, I don't have so much patience."
"You." The high school freshman couldn't believe it. He was very upset about Tang Zichen's holding it. He immediately ran down the teaching building with his own letter and sent it to Mr. houshanping.
After a few steps, I met Liao Jiayuan and Wu Shaojie.
"Why? You don't say hello when you meet this swordsman. Do you think he is Tang Zichen? " Liao Jiayuan stopped the high school freshman because his brother Liao came back from refueling, so Liao Jiayuan began to take it in his mouth.
"Liao Shao, I'm sorry. I've met Liao Shao."
"What do you have in your hand?" Liao Jiayuan asked.
"Teacher Ping's letter."
"Teacher Ping Pengfei?"
"Yes, Ping Pengfei asked me to give it to Tang Zichen and let Tang Zichen go to him. Unfortunately, Tang Zichen didn't give face, so Mr. Ping wrote a personal letter, but Tang Zichen not only didn't go, but also spat on the letter and asked me to return it to Mr. Ping."
Liao Jiayuan opened the paper, and sure enough, there was saliva. Liao Jiayuan guessed that Ping Pengfei must have promised his brother to talk to Tang Zichen last night.
"Yes, Tang Zichen didn't give teacher Ping face." When Liao Jiayuan snorts, Tang Zichen is too much.
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