Unfortunately, Liang Yong was boring when they talked about. He thought that ordinary little kids were talking about fashion when they were bitter at school. It was fashionable to be with Chen Mengyao. Seeing Sophie's exquisite life, it was fashionable. So I was too lazy to participate. I ate the dishes on the table. I didn't eat for many days, so I had to treat my stomach well today.

Liang Yong was eating when suddenly a girl with freckles on the bridge of her nose next to Zhao Dan looked at Liang Yong and asked mischievously: "Handsome guy, what's your name? Let's get to know it,"

At this time, Liang Yong was eating chicken legs in big mouthfuls. Suddenly, the girl asked him to swallow the muscles in his mouth, and bulged his cheeks and said, "My name is Liang Yong, I am Qin Yu's man...uh...brother,"

Qin Yu just heard the angry look at him and cursed: "Silly, you can't take a bite less,"

"Liang Yong, this name is so interesting, just one word from Liang Kuan," the girl laughed and said. She came from the countryside and was not interested in the fashion elements discussed by her classmates, but she naturally felt intimate with Liang Yong. Unfortunately, Liang Yong was a teacher at Huadu University. He knew no more than 50 students. He only went to the school once in the past year. These students had long forgotten him. No one knew him as the instructor of Liang University who was the most powerful in Huadu University last year.

Uh, what's your logic? Is it okay? Liang Kuan was a thief from the Qing Dynasty, and I am the youngest and rich handsome guy today.

"Hehe, I'm more famous than Liang Kuan. What's your name?" It was rare for someone to talk to him at the scene. Liang Yong was so moved that he was crying, so he naturally had to greet him warmly.

"My name is Zhao Damei. My home is in Kaoshan Town. We used to be in the same school. You were one year older than me at that time. You were chasing girls all day long in school and were a celebrity in the school. Naturally, you didn't know me," Zhao Damei said readily.

"Uh, it turns out it's Big Sister Zhao. I remembered it. Your brother's name is Big Sister Zhao." Liang blushed with his old face and actually met a fellow villager and an acquaintance. How many years has this big girl been studying and how many levels she has stayed? I have graduated for 5 or 6 years, and you are still old 2.

"No, my brother is not called Zhao Dabao, but Zhao Erbao," Zhao Damei gave him a blank look.

"..." Liang Yong scratched his head hard, and he could not remember that he had a classmate named Zhao Erbao, and this not very beautiful and stupid girl.

"Liang Yong, where are you going to school?" Mo Wenqing suddenly asked Liang Yong, attracting everyone's attention. He originally had a passionate chat with Qin Yu to hit Liang Yong, but he didn't expect that he would not get into the air and salt. He was talking hotly on his side. He actually seduced the junior school girl, and was furious in his heart to humiliate Liang Yong directly.

"Haha, I have been graduating for many years, and I have been..." Liang Yong said indifferently. He always asked and answered questions and would not disappoint them. He was about to say that he was still a working teacher at Huadu University, but was interrupted by Mo Wenqing.

"Ah, it depends on your age that you graduated from university, what kind of university you went to," Mo Wenqing sighed exaggeratedly, and the others also showed curious expressions.

"On average, Huadu Technician Vocational College," Liang Yong said indifferently, picking up the wine glass and drinking. He was drinking red wine. After drinking, he shook his head as if he was not satisfied with the wine.

"Oh, a junior college and science school. It used to be a technical secondary school, but later the university was expanded to become a junior college. It's really average. No wonder you haven't found a good job now. You are a construction worker, right?" Mo Wenqing pretended to be sincere, and the others looked at Liang Yong with a disdainful look.

Qin Yu frowned, and his clever mind naturally knew that it was Mo Wenqing who was deliberately making Liang Yong look ugly. His impression of Mo Wenqing was instantly discounted. He thought that he might be the one who was hit in the end, and this Mo Wenqing was still too naive.

Zhao Dan could no longer bear it. Before Liang Yong could speak, he said, "Brother Liang Yong has a job. He is a professor in our university and the famous class teacher of Class 3 (8). In the past year, I went to Beijing to assist in teaching. If you don't believe me, you can go to Class 3 (8) to inquire..." Before he finished the following words, he owns a luxury villa worth 100 million yuan. Although your family is rich, it is just a drizzle compared to others.

"Ah," everyone exclaimed, and the eyes that looked at Liang Yong suddenly became colorful, surprised, disbelieve, admired...

Liang Yong was a legend in Class 3 (8), which was last year's second (8) class, which was a famous bad class in the school. More than a dozen teachers were unable to stay as class teachers. Liang Yong was able to firmly control those naughty eggs. It took only more than a month to make the worst class in the school a class that was higher than the middle. Even though Liang Yong never went to work later, Class 3 (8) still maintained his traditions at the time and became a legend in the school. The collective grades steadily increased, and there were several top students, including a mountaineering captain, a dance queen, a computer expert, and a newcomer in the makeup industry...

All of this was brought by Liang Yong, who seemed to be an ordinary country bumpkin in front of him. Suddenly, a few girls came over to Liang Yong, and the boy also asked Liang Yong about everything, and Liang Yong became the focus.

This made Mo Wenqing feel very unhappy. Unexpectedly, Zhao Dan's words actually made Liang Yong steal the limelight and said loudly: "I think Liang Yong has only been in school for more than a month. He must have been treated unsatisfactory. Now it's not like this. Those who build missiles are worse than those who sell eggs to make money. Those who teach are worse than those who run training classes to make money. White-collar workers' salaries are lower than those of masons. What are Liang Yong doing now? He won't really go to the construction site to work as masons. Look at you being dirty, you If you really work as a bricklayer, I can help you. My family has a construction company and several properties under construction. I will say to my father, I will give you one or two small projects for you. You can recruit a group of workers and ensure that you earn hundreds of thousands a year, which is much better than teaching," he deliberately belittled Liang Yong, but his words that took it for granted resonance with many people, attracting everyone's attention to him again. I have to say that this guy is quite good at building momentum.

Mo Wenqing also boasted that his family was rich, but he was just a millionaire. His father opened a construction company, his uncle did foreign trade on the coast and operated the export business of fresh vegetables. This time he was able to spend 20,000 yuan to treat him, which cost several months of private money.

Liang Yong was too lazy to talk to him. For such a playboy who talked about war on paper, saying a thousand and ten thousand is also about playing the piano for a cow. It is better to eat chicken legs than to eat chicken legs. He picked up a chicken leg and chewed it and said, "Mo Wenqing is right. I only have tens of thousands of yuan in a year for teaching, and I really haven't made any money. You continue to talk about the interesting news about the school. My mess is not worth mentioning."
Chapter completed!