The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

She looked ruthless like a scumbag.

Zhao Qingheng: "...Hey, what the hell are you talking about?"

Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention.

Su Nanzhi sacrificed a precious class break, and there was not much time for her to go to sleep when she went back. The next class will be moved to the competition class, Teacher Jiang's class.

Su Nanzhi herself is Jiang Beiyu's bodyguard, so at a time like this, she can't leave her post without authorization.

Just as Su Nanzhi was slowly carrying the exercises and the draft book to the classroom of the competition class, she happened to meet Teacher Jiang who was basking in the sun in the corridor—don't ask why she was basking in the sun, all the beauty's actions were for the sake of beauty , without explanation.

"Hey, student Su Nanzhi," Teacher Jiang looked very much like the dean who caught a student's puppy love, "Just now I saw that you were having a lively chat with your class monitor, what's the matter, turning around?"

Su Nanzhi wasn't curious why Jiang Beiyu knew that Zhao Qingheng had something to do with her. What she was curious about was that she had clearly compared Zhao Qingheng to shit just now. How did Jiang Beiyu know that they were able to chat?

Zhao Qingheng would cry if he knew.

"Mr. Jiang," Su Nanzhi paused for a moment, "Do you know what is the most regrettable thing about you?"

Jiang Beiyu raised his eyebrows, "What is it?"

"Long mouth."

"..."

For a moment, he even wanted to reply very politely: "Thank you, and you are the same."

But that tenuous teacher-of-the-people morality tethered his precarious mouth-scented mode in time.

"Hurry up," Jiang Beiyu took advantage of his height and patted the little girl's head, "Go back to the classroom, class is on."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

Su Nanzhi subconsciously turned her head away, and by the way gave Jiang Beiyu a blank look.

Mr. Jiang maintained a typical "beat me if you have the ability" smile.

Su Nanzhi: The fist is hard again.

Now she reasonably doubts whether Jiang Beiyu is haunted by ghosts because of his mouth that can bring dead people back to life.

The last rationality made Su Nanzhi put away her fists and return to the classroom.

She decided that next time she had the chance, she would throw this man into the haunted den to see if he was afraid.

Not long after Su Nanzhi entered the classroom, Zhao Qingheng also came in, his expression still looked stinky - from this aspect, Su Nanzhi thought that there was nothing wrong with the analogy she just made.

Jiang Beiyu bet on them today—barely counted as a bet.

It's National Day holiday in two days, and time waits for no one at all.

During the National Day holiday, others are on holiday, and their senior year of high school doesn't have such a long holiday.

Ordinary high school seniors, three or four days off are considered extravagant. Competition students like them prepare for a long math competition after three days off.

There is still one day spent on the road, and the two days of the real vacation have to be done diligently at home.

In the final analysis, there is only one sentence, a dog in the third year of high school is not worthy of a holiday-a fact that makes people cry when they hear it.

Jiang Beiyu was talking eloquently on the podium: "...the most important thing about this question is reverse thinking. When you come across questions that you don't understand in the examination room, just think about what knowledge points the question reminds you of, and connect you to it. Write down what you think of, don't worry too much, if you don't get it right, you won't be given points."

"???"

The following students: Mr. Jiang, it is indeed you.

Don't talk about people and do nothing about people.

Update early today~