Change your life: I leave my life to God

During physical education class, Liao Cong dragged his sick body to the playground.

Zhang Hongfa looked Liao Cong up and down:"What's wrong? Aren't you hot in so many clothes?"

Liao Cong smiled bitterly:"I'm sick, I can't catch the wind."

"Even during confinement period, you didn’t cover yourself up tightly! Zhang Hongfa said with a big belly:"Your aunt asked me to bring you some food. After class, go to our dormitory to get it, 108 on the first floor!""

"Oh, okay, thank you, Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Hongfa looked at Liao Cong with a smile:"If you really want to thank me, help me make some jujube cakes. Your wife and my child especially like to eat sweets. The ones made in the canteen are too full of ingredients and too expensive."

"no problem! It is appropriate to show filial piety to your master’s wife"

"Don't worry, wait until you recover."Zhang Hongfa patted Liao Cong on the shoulder,"Don't move if you are sick, just rest aside."

Liao Cong was sitting in the sunniest position, watching classmates from several classes running in circles around the playground. When his class passed him, Han Meihui, Qin Wenwu, and Zhang Dai were jumping around and waving to Liao Cong. Grimace.

Whenever he sees his classmates full of energy, Liao Cong feels envious. The feeling of being healthy and carefree is really aspirational.

Putting his cell phone in his pocket, Liao Cong held his chin in thought. Yesterday After chatting with the boys, Gao Feixiang said that QQ accounts are often stolen. If the female scammer doesn’t return calls, could it be that her account has been stolen?

After running laps and doing exercises, during free time, Liao Cong has completed a new portrait. , in order to finish the painting as soon as possible, he did not even take a break between classes. He

Xiaopeng wanted [Poetic Immortal Li Bai].

In the portrait, He Xiaopeng, who looked a bit drunk, was holding a wine glass in his hand during the banquet, drinking and having fun with the people around him, and other people might Drunk, or standing up to respond, they all watched with admiration as the poet recited his masterpiece.

"Sister Ma, come here!"

Ma Yuemei was panting just now and looked like she couldn't run. When she heard this, she seemed to be full of strength. She ran quickly and shouted:"Here we come!"

"Write what?"Tool people must have the consciousness of tool people

"Don’t you see it, the water of the Yellow River is coming up from the sky?……"Liao Cong thought for a while and stopped Ma Yuemei,"Forget it, you can't write this word, Brother Yang, forget it, Xiaopeng, do it yourself!"

"Why can't I write it? The one by Wei Xiao was written by me!"

Liao Cong explained:"This needs to be a bit imposing, your handwriting is still too delicate.

Ma Yuemei fought hard:"I can also do cursive writing!" Hao Xuyang also said:"

Liao Cong is right, this sentence has to be written by a man to have that flavor. Let me do it!" Liao

Cong looked at He Xiaopeng:"Xiaopeng, you decide for yourself whether Brother Yang will write it or you will write it yourself. If it doesn't work, you can ask a male teacher to write it for you. I will finish the painting anyway.""

"Thank you, the painting is great. He Xiaopeng said arrogantly:"Now I don't think Teacher Sun will talk about me!" Liao

Cong was speechless:"The five points you scored in the composition test cannot be changed by this painting. Painting is painting and reality is reality. Don't get confused!" He

Xiaopeng nodded and said proudly:"I have decided, let Teacher Sun write this word!""

This stubborn fool would rather be educated by Teacher Sun." Liao Cong sighed:"Bless yourself.""

"Who to draw next? Ma Yuemei stayed by Liao Cong's side and said,"I can help.""

"Zhuzhu Show Bar, Zhulin Xiaozhu."Liao Cong shook his head and sighed. A little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old asked to paint the feeling of seclusion, bamboo forest, and bamboo house. When she grows up, she will become a literary young woman! In the courtyard of the bamboo house, Zhu Zhuxiu is dressed in elegant ancient clothes. She was leaning on the bamboo rafter, supporting her head with her right hand, and playing a bamboo flute with her left hand. She was leisurely and contented without hiding her playfulness.

As she looked over, she saw two young deer chasing each other along the small courtyard. The path out leads to the direction of the bamboo bridge. Surrounding the bamboo house, especially behind it, is a dense bamboo forest and sea, full of greenery.

"Superb, Liao Cong, you are great!"Zhu Zhuxiu has been stunned for a long time. This is more concrete, more vivid, and more tranquil and interesting than she imagined. She always feels that there must be such a beautiful place somewhere in the world.

"Completed.

Zhu Zhuxiu blinked and asked,"Don't you write a poem?" Liao

Cong shook his head:"I can't think of anything. Just find something suitable and write it down yourself."

Zhu Zhuxiu blurted out:"The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees." How about this sentence?"

Liao Cong stood up and glanced at her:"Zen room? Do you want to become a monk? Don’t let your youth go to waste. Don’t you want to taste the sweetness and sadness of love?

Zhu Zhuxiu boldly said:"Okay, I will agree if you chase me." After saying that, her face turned red.

Li Na chuckled at the side:"It's good. A monk and a Taoist nun are a good match. Liao Cong, please agree quickly!" Liao

Cong said hurriedly:"Sister Ma, take the drawing book back for me. I have something to talk to Teacher Zhang. Goodbye."

Li Na coaxed:"Hey, you haven't said whether you agree or not. Don't you think you look down on our Xiuxiu?""

"No way, Miss Zhu is so beautiful and smart, whoever catches her will be lucky. If I hadn't been in love with her, I would have confessed to her a long time ago, and I don't know which young man I will take advantage of in the future. Li

Na lightly punched Liao Cong with bright eyes:"You are quite good at talking!""

Liao Cong smiled and waved and walked away.

Zhu Zhuxiu stared at his back blankly. There were three girls beside him, the charming and sexy Lin Xiaoxiao, the innocent and ignorant Han Jinghui, and the lively and playful Han Meihui. Which one was worse than him? Girl Secretly sighing that the falling flowers are careless, the flowing water is ruthless, but the inner lake is hard to calm down for a long time.

Several physical education teachers live in the same dormitory, and the air quality in the male teachers' dormitory is slightly better than that in the boys' dormitory, but it is also limited.

Zhang Hongfa put the clothes on the bed He handed a bag of fruit snacks to Liao Cong, and took out two hundred yuan and handed them to him together:"Your aunt said that you didn't go home during the holiday. This money is the living expenses she asked me to transfer to you."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang"

"Okay, let's go eat."

Zhang Hongfa said and also invited several teachers in the same dormitory to eat. The dormitory has been moved, and the teachers' cafeteria has also been cancelled. It has been changed to a meal subsidy. If you go there late, you have to fight with a group of children. The students in line must be humble. Teachers can't stand in the front as they should, because that's no different from jumping in line, so they usually go early or late.

Su Tang is very busy in the canteen of He Lei's house, and drawers of steaming steamed buns have been prepared in advance. Okay, Yang Panpan is painting with Xiao Miaomiao. Those are the brushes and paper she borrowed from Liao Cong.

"Three sugars!"Liao Cong went to the window and shouted with a smile, and took out the money he just got from his pocket:"Here, take the living expenses given by your family."

"Did you get out of school so early?"

"physical education class"

"Oh, forgot!"Su Tang was chatting with Liao Cong while working. It wasn't until more and more students came to eat that he concentrated on his work.

Su Tang was responsible for swiping the meal card and getting the steamed buns, while Yang Panpan was responsible for serving the porridge and picking up the pickles. The two of them cooperated very well. With a tacit understanding, Yang Panpan kept praising Su Tang to Liao Cong, saying that she was much better than him.

Liao Cong looked at Su Tang, how relaxed she was when working in the Internet cafe, at least she was clean and earned a lot, but now... maybe There must be a connection between hearts. Su Tang also looked at Liao Cong and showed a bright smile, which was very healing.