come teacher

Chapter 41 The microphone is broken
This Zhang Xianbing is also a member of the leadership team of Lingshui Middle School. He is the school's accountant and teaches physics.

I usually listen to Bu Weiguang's words the most.

Li Kuailai glanced at the dance performance in front of him strangely, and asked, "Isn't that speaker ringing?"

"It's okay to play music, but the microphone doesn't work." Zhang Xianbing asked, "Mr. Li, is your program also a dance? If so, there must be no problem."

I dance your Chinese cabbage!

Li Kuailai wanted to hit Zhang Xianbing on the head with the guitar in his hand, but the guitar didn't belong to him anyway.

"Mr. Zhang, what's going on?" Song Xiaofang didn't believe Zhang Xianbing's nonsense.

She was fine when she sang just now, and Bu Weiguang spoke fine, but when it was the third show's turn, something went wrong?
"I don't know either." With Song Xiaofang staring at him, Zhang Xianbing was sweating continuously.

Just now Bu Weiguang called him and asked him to read the message.

As soon as he saw the phrase "the microphone can't make a sound", he knew that it was Bu Weiguang who wanted to fix Li quickly.

Song Xiaofang had no problem playing music and dancing, but Li Kuai came and sang, so she had to sing a cappella.

"It's okay, I'll sing a cappella." Li Kuailai said with a smile.

After the third program was over, Li Kuailai took out his guitar and went up.

Seeing this, Song Xiaofang had no choice but to follow Li Kuailai.

A teacher wanted to quickly move a chair for Li, but he waved his hand and said, "No, I'll play standing up."

"Why?" Someone was surprised.

"Ms. Zhang's talking tube just broke." Li Kuailai said with a smile.

The face of Zhang Xianbing next to him changed. He didn't expect Li Kuailai to hold a grudge so much. He said in front of everyone that he was going to take the blame this time.

"No way, the microphone was fine just now, isn't this too outrageous?" A teacher understood what was going on.

Li Kuailai turned his head and asked Song Xiaofang, "Are you an impromptu backup dancer?"

"It's impossible, I've practiced well, you just play as you did before, don't play too much or too little." Song Xiaofang took a deep breath.

She has never collaborated with Li Kuailai, it's all after she recorded the song, she went to the dance studio to practice.She didn't dare to guarantee whether she could dance well.

A melodious guitar sound sounded, and the teachers who were talking and chatting just now fell silent.

Although there is no microphone, the positions of the dozen or so tables are not large. Li Kuailai deliberately played and sang next to the main table so that everyone could hear it.

"Is Teacher Li teaching computers or music?"

"The ones he teaches are Chinese undergraduates who are correct in the Seventh and Eighth Classics." A teacher whispered.

"I didn't expect the guitar music he played to be so beautiful."

When Li Kuailai's magnetic singing sounded, the following was shocked again.

Because Li Kuailai sang so well.

Originally, Bu Weiguang wanted to find fault with Li Kuailai's playing and singing, but there was no noise in the surrounding area except for Li Kuailai's playing and singing, so he couldn't say anything else.

The girl by the bridge played by Song Xiaofang is dancing, and the graceful dance makes everyone's eyes wide open.

Just now Xiao Meimei was also dancing, and everyone thought it looked good.

But compared with Song Xiaofang, there seems to be a little gap.

At this time, Xiao Meimei did not have time to get angry with Song Xiaofang, but stared at Li Kuailai in front of her.

Only then did she realize that this new teacher is not only handsome, but also plays the guitar so well and sings so well, it seems to be singing in her heart.

When the guitar sound stopped and Li Kuailai bowed slightly to everyone, everyone came to their senses.

"Okay." Everyone applauded.

Song Xiaofang stepped forward and said with a smile, "Have you heard this song before?"

"I don't seem to have heard of it." Xiao Meimei asked strangely, "Mr. Song, who made this? It sounds good."

"Mr. Li wrote the lyrics and composed the music himself. I was very surprised when I heard it. I didn't expect him to be a versatile person." Song Xiaofang admired.

"What? Is this a song written by Mr. Li Kuailai himself?" Everyone felt their jaws drop to the ground.

How could such a beautiful song be produced by a country teacher?

Li Kuailai doesn't care about this, he wants to take care of the chicken legs in his bowl.

When Li Kuailai passed by Bu Weiguang, he stopped and shouted in surprise, "Principal Bu, why are you urinating black? No, it's blood!"

"what!"

"Could it be that Principal Bu is drunk?"

"Even if you're drunk, you can't play black..." The teachers who didn't know the truth whispered.

Bu Weiguang's face was as red as a monkey's ass: "Come on, Li, don't talk nonsense, it's soy sauce."

Because Huang Zhisheng has been sitting here, Bu Weiguang is embarrassed to go home and change his pants.

But when Bu Weiguang drank, his voice was not loud, and more than 100 teachers were talking in a low voice, so how could he be heard?
"Zhang Xianbing, your mother, quickly take the microphone and talk to me." Bu Weiguang turned his head and cursed at that side.

When Zhang Xianbing was about to take the microphone, Li quickly came to speak: "Principal Bu, isn't the microphone broken? How can you talk?"

Zhang Xianbing, who walked halfway with the microphone, stopped and said with a bitter face, "Well, the microphone is broken."

Zhang Xianbing just came to his senses. If the microphone could speak again now, he would definitely be sprayed to death by the teachers.

"Everyone, don't make noise. I have soy sauce on my pants." Bu Weiguang yelled desperately, but his voice was hoarse, and it didn't work much.

As Li Kuailai walked down, he said sympathetically, "Don't make noise, everyone, Principal Bu is bleeding..."

Song Xiaofang wanted to find her place to eat something, but Pang Guanghui waved to her, implying that there was her place here.

Song Xiaofang looked over, and there were a lot of leaders sitting there, and Huang Zhisheng happened to look over too.

She shook her head and walked towards Li Kuailai.

"Ms. Wu, are you full?" Song Xiaofang walked to Wu Dapeng's side, her voice was very gentle, as if it was going to touch the deepest part of people's hearts.

"I, I'm full." Wu Dapeng stood up abruptly, nodding his head desperately.

Could it be that Song Xiaofang asked him if he had eaten and wanted to date him?

If this is the case, he will reluctantly agree!
"Okay, you can go back." Song Xiaofang stood in Wu Dapeng's position, trying to clean up the bowls and chopsticks in front of her, but seeing Li Kuailai eating chicken drumsticks there again, she couldn't help being angry.

"Li Kuailai, you take this away and get me a new set of bowls and chopsticks." Song Xiaofang glared at Li Kuailai.

"I'm busy." Li Kuailai is not a nympho, so he would not do such a thing.

Wu Dapeng saw that his opportunity to perform came, and immediately shouted: "Xiaofang, let me get it for you."

Wu Dapeng removed the old bowls and chopsticks from the table, and went to get a new set for Song Xiaofang.

"Thank you, Mr. Wu, it seems that you are more diligent than Li Kuailai." Song Xiaofang said politely.

"Of course, I'm not only more handsome than Li Kuailai, who was born in the countryside, but also more diligent..." Wu Dapeng patted his small chest desperately, and stepped on Li Kuailai desperately.

Li Kuailai said in a low voice: "Mr. Wu, Principal Bu may be bleeding. Here is your chance to show off. Hurry up and take a tissue..."

(End of this chapter)