Old Man Liu's stubborn illness was caused when he was young. It is not that simple to cure him. This requires slow treatment. Therefore, Zhao Qiang immediately thought of the bad patient who was thrown into the Beijing sanatorium.
Old man. With his medical skills, Old Man Liu's stubborn illness is simply out of the question.
I originally thought that Old Man Liu would happily agree, which would be regarded as a filial piety. But I never thought that Old Man Liu shook his head like a lang drum and said: "I won't go! Hey, it's rare for you to have such a heart.
Ah! But I, an old man, won’t cause trouble for you anymore. Haha, I’m getting old, and if I can recognize you as my godson, my life will not be in vain!”
As soon as he heard Old Man Liu's words, Zhao Qiang felt a little sour in his heart. He forced a smile and said: "Godfather, what are you talking about? Well...that's it! I won't force you. I won't do it no matter what you say when the winter vacation comes.
I have to go to Beijing once, and then you can make a decision. How about this?" Zhao Qiang knew that Old Man Liu was trying to cause trouble for himself. But Zhao Qiang already had a lot of troubles around him, and the thing he was least afraid of was trouble.
"Haha, okay!" After hearing what Zhao Qiang said, Old Man Liu stopped refusing and nodded with a smile, his eyes full of love. "Zhao Qiang, I won't force you to fight with me.
But for a while, you have to punch me out of the military body fist and show me!"
When he heard that Old Man Liu finally stopped himself from fighting with him, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly responded with a smile, "Okay! No problem!"
During class, Zhao Qiang took off his security uniform and was surrounded by security guards, including Old Man Liu.
Zhao Qiang stood on the playground and went from the first set of ready stances to waist and throat chokes, from the second set of block punches to lunge strikes, and from the third set of stepping right punches to side kicks and turning around. Three
The military body fist was completed in one go, and the limbs were waved, like a tiger descending a mountain, the tiger was so powerful! Everyone was dumbfounded, and Old Man Liu nodded repeatedly. Although these security guards had all served as soldiers, they were just ordinary soldiers after all.
, and Zhao Qiang, even Old Man Liu, could be regarded as a special forces soldier back then! Two years of military service is not the same as the two of them who have been in the army for several years.
"Okay! What a set of military style boxing! Not bad! Very good!" Old Man Liu nodded repeatedly. Whether it was this military style boxing or Zhao Qiang's kung fu, Old Man Liu was quite satisfied. The master led him in, and the practice was personal.
, this set of military boxing is widely spread in the army, but few people can practice it to the level of Zhao Qiang.
Zhao Qiang smiled and said: "Godfather, please don't laugh at me... Hey, godfather, if you are interested, I will also teach you this set of boxing?"
Old Man Liu shook his head, "No need, I'm so old, what else do I need to learn? The few tricks I learned before are enough for me to toss myself to death!"
Zhao Qiang was a little helpless. This old man said a few words and had to deal with death. He was not such a person before! Why is he like this now?
In fact, Zhao Qiang didn't know that Old Man Liu wanted to die before, and even felt that life was hopeless, so he stopped talking about death. Now that Old Man Liu has a son, he doesn't want to die anymore! But he is so old
Although he is old, he is afraid of death! He hopes that everyone will tell Old Man Liu that he will live a long life, so he is like this.
"Haha, godfather, don't always say that. You will live a long life. Your son I haven't married yet!" Zhao Qiang laughed. Suddenly, his cell phone rang. Zhao Qiang took out his phone and looked at the caller ID, looking stunned.
, then answered the phone, "How did you..."
"I'm at the school gate." Before Zhao Qiang could finish speaking, a cold voice came from the other side of the phone, and then the phone was hung up.
Zhao Qiang is a little confused. Why did he come so quickly?
Then, Zhao Qiang smiled at Old Man Liu and said, "Godfather, my friend is here, I'll pick him up!" Then he turned around and ran to the gate. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw Lang Yixin with an expressionless face.
He was standing at the school gate. Because the school gate was too tight, he was locked out.
"Come in!" Zhao Qiang said angrily.
Lang Yixin pointed to the closed school gate, "How do I get in?"
So, Zhao Qiang went to press the button, and the school door opened in response, and Lang Yixin walked in swaggeringly.
Zhao Qiang looked Lang Yixin up and down, wearing white casual leather shoes, white casual trousers, and a white shirt on the upper body, plus his face that had a bit of pretty potential, he looked like a prince charming! The most annoying thing was that when he was dressed like this, he looked even better than
He's so handsome! Zhao Qiang said a little depressed: "Why are you dressed like this? Going on a blind date?"
"Brother Tian asked me to wear it." Lang Yixin said without hesitation. Blind date? Lang Yixin's ambition is to devote his whole life to the battlefield without reservation. Blind date is absolutely impossible!
Zhao Qiang shook his head and said, "No, you must change your clothes!"
"No change!"
"Why?"
"Brother Tian threw away my original clothes!"
"That's it?"
"One more set!"
"Then go back and change into that one!"
"Brother Tian said that outfit looks like a gangster!"
"..." Zhao Qiang finally understood that Lang Yixin's character is like this. He only likes two colors of clothes, one is white and the other is black. The other one is probably prepared for the convenience of fighting. Zhao Qiang pointed out
Zhilang Yixin said depressedly: "You asked for this!"
"What do you mean?" Lang Yixin looked at Zhao Qiang in confusion.
Zhao Qiang shook his head randomly, "Nothing, just follow me! Oh! By the way, smile, remember, you must smile! Hey! Damn shemale, I'm telling you to smile! Don't always put on a dead face.
!”
"What did you call me?"
"Shemale!"
"I am going to kill you!"
"This is school!"
"I'll kill you before we talk about school!"
"Okay, I was wrong!"
"Um!"
"Dead shemale!"
"..."
The two quarreled and bickered all the way, and finally arrived at the door of the principal's office. Zhao Qiang looked at Lang Yixin's expressionless face and shook his head helplessly. Making him laugh was really harder than climbing to the sky!
So, Zhao Qiang didn't force himself, pushed the door open and walked in.
When Lu Yubo saw Zhao Qiang coming, he smiled and said, "Teacher Zhao, what's the matter?"
Zhao Qiang nodded and said with a smile: "Something happened."
Lu Yubo turned his head to Lang Yixin and said doubtfully: "This is..."
"My friend is also a teacher." Zhao Qiang's words were meaningful. He looked at Lu Yubo with a smile. Although he didn't say it explicitly, he would understand.
Sure enough, Lu Yubo nodded, sat on the chair and pondered for a long time before he came back to his senses and said, "Haha, look at me, I have forgotten that you two have to sit down! What is your surname, this gentleman?"
"Lang Yixin." Lang Yixin said lightly. Lang Yixin knew the relationship between Lu Yubo and Zhao Qiang, so he tried his best to soften his voice, but he still couldn't avoid a chill.
Lu Yubo nodded and said: "Zhao Qiang, allowing you to enter the school is the maximum possible release. Moreover, you teach the children in the second class of high school, which is very good! Very good! But I don't know Lang
gentlemen……"
"I don't know anything!" Lang Yixin said quickly. He thought to himself, it's best not to let me be a teacher!
Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes, slapped Lang Yixin on the back of the head, and then smiled at Lu Yubo: "Grandpa Lu, although we have important responsibilities on our shoulders, we will not mislead our children. Since I let Yixin
Coming to our school to be a teacher means that he has this level and strength!" As Zhao Qiang spoke, he referred to Linfeng High School as "our school", which proved that I am also from this school!
Lu Yubo raised his eyebrows. As he matured with age, he naturally understood what Zhao Qiang meant and said, "This is not just talk!"
"You can take the test!" Zhao Qiang said with a smile. It's the same joke! Which one who can enter "Tan" is not a genius? Which one is not an elite? How can a little math defeat him?
"No need!" Seeing Zhao Qiang's confident look, Lu Yubo knew that he had real materials and said, "I will believe you just once. What subject does Mr. Lang teach in vocational education?"
"Mathematics!" Lang Yixin said a little depressed.
"Very good! Then on behalf of Linfeng High School, I welcome Teacher Lang to join us!" Lu Yubo smiled and extended his hand.
Lang Yixin also stood up. Looking at the hand stretched out in front of him, Lang Yixin frowned, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Snapped!"
The last big hand held Lu Yubo's hand, and Zhao Qiang said with a smile: "Hey, Grandpa Lu, don't mind, my buddy has mysophobia!"
Lu Yubo smiled and nodded. After thinking about it, he said, "Zhao Qiang, how do you want to arrange Teacher Lang?"
Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Han Le resigned."
Lu Yubo shook his head, smiled bitterly and pointed at Zhao Qiang with his finger, "You boy... Okay! That's it! From today on, Teacher Lang will be the head teacher of Class 11, Grade 3!" Lu Yubo, as a
The principal of Linfeng High School waved his hand and the matter was settled.
"Haha, thank you, Grandpa Lu!" Zhao Qiang blinked and smiled.
"You bastard, there's no need to thank me. If you really want to thank me, then be nice to Yu Xi!" Lu Yubo patted Zhao Qiang on the shoulder and said.
When Zhao Qiang heard this, he immediately changed his face, nodded, and said: "I understand!" Zhao Qiang was still very happy when he heard that Lu Yubo agreed to the relationship between Zhao Qiang and Wang Yuxi.
"Well, haha, you take Teacher Lang to Class 11!" Lu Yubo smiled and nodded.
"Okay!" Then, Zhao Qiang took Lang Yixin out and walked to the door of Class 11, Grade 3, before Zhao Qiang stopped.
"Why don't you go in?" Lang Yixin asked.
Zhao Qiang looked at the expressionless Lang Yixin and said helplessly: "Don't you still have a dead face when you see those students? Smile! Do you understand smiling?"