The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

To deal with this situation, he only had one sentence, "Mr. Lin, I'm not interested."

Lin Wencheng can be a well-known matchmaker in No. 1 Middle School, of course he will not be defeated by this small rejection.

"Mr. Jiang, look at how young you are, don't you understand? You haven't even met the little girl's face, so why did you completely deny this marriage?" Lin Wencheng tried his best to sell, "The little girl Looks really good."

Jiang Beiyu immediately turned back, "You mean she fell in love with me after seeing my face? Maybe she fell in love with my face? Superficial."

Lin Wencheng: "..."

There is really no way to go back, who is not a visual animal.

"Maybe I'll change my mind next time I see someone prettier than me." Jiang Beiyu added.

"Definitely not." Teacher Lin made a promise.

Even though he is already a middle-aged health-preserving uncle, his vision has not regressed. Jiang Beiyu's appearance is definitely at its peak.

How could the little girl change her mind?

"Teacher Jiang," Lin Wenlong said earnestly, "You know that there are not many good girls out there now, and there are quite a few of us here who only look at your face."

Now looking for a partner, what's the use of looking good.

If Su Nanzhi was here, she would definitely tell her head teacher: a good face is really useful, it is a face worth 201,000 nights!

Jiangbeiyu didn't listen at all.

He refused very flatly, and slapped the phrase "single nobles don't engage in love" in the face.

Lin Wencheng was very sorry, and felt that the couple was destined for each other again.

Jiang Beiyu let Lin Wencheng stay in his office all the time, while he opened the two papers himself.

The first copy, which catches the eye, is the vigorous and powerful words, which don't seem to come from the hands of a girl. Generally, only those who specialize in calligraphy can write such characters.

If Jiang Beiyu's deceased grandfather saw words like this, he would be so excited that he would immediately accept him as a closed disciple.

It's just that Jiang Beiyu's attention was not on those words, he looked at the answer to the question.

Ten lines at a glance.

The train of thought and order of answering questions can only be described as beautiful.

At that moment, Jiang Beiyu felt a resonance from the soul through this title.

This is a question he personally posed. For contestants, each question is not too difficult, but the pit is very deep. He can make the answer page so beautiful, and it fits with Jiang Beiyu's thinking. At present He has only met Su Nanzhi.

A born competitor.

It is most suitable for students who gamble under the background of the college entrance examination.

The first reaction after reading it was that he accepted this student.

In contrast, the answer to the second question was mediocre, but it also fully met the standards of a contestant-only in terms of mathematics.

In the end, Su Nanzhi and Ruan Cherry were accepted into Jiangbeiyu's competition class.

Lin Wencheng still felt very sorry, but he felt a little relieved that two students could participate in the competition class.

In No. 1 Middle School, contestants are an important part of the school.

Among them, the students who are admitted by major universities through the competition will have generous material rewards.

Naturally, it is also a symbol of honor.

It is no small matter to add two new students to the competition class.

On Friday, Su Nanzhi was sitting in the classroom. When she was in the last class, someone called her.