The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Because the contestants accounted for half or more of the outstanding graduates of No. 1 Middle School in Beijing every year, the school also paid special attention to their training.

That's why Jiang Beiyu, a former outstanding graduate, was invited to be the teacher of the competition class this year.

Of course, some things are not absolute. Some people have good grades and good brains, but it does not mean that they are good at teaching and educating people.

It's just that Jiang Beiyu, who finished his Ph.D. at a young age, worked as a tutor's assistant, and also taught a group of pretentious undergraduates and graduate students in Peking University.

To be able to invite him back to be a mediocre competition teacher is all luck in No. 1 Middle School.

Since Jiang Beiyu taught in the math competition class, the math scores of the dozen or so students not only did not decline due to being immersed in various convoluted competition questions all day long, but all improved.

The headmaster grinned.

He even wanted Jiang Beiyu to teach a physics competition class.

Of course, personal resources are very limited, and if you focus on the education of dozens of people at the same time, you will easily be unable to do what you want.

The test center this time is the No. 14 Middle School in Lin City. The No. 14 Middle School is a school that has sprung up in the past few years. The teaching results in the past few years have been outstanding. Last year, seven or eight of them were admitted to Tsing Da Jing University.

Su Nanzhi stepped into the examination room.

The third grade of No. 14 Middle School is already in class, and those who want to participate in the competition can take the time to bring the exam admission card, ID card, and exam bag.

Most of the school bullies are standard school uniforms with glasses, and the least like school bullies are like Su Nanzhi and Zhao Qingheng.

One had a black pen and a 2B pencil in his hand besides the admission ticket, and leaned against the wall to catch up on sleep, while the other came here in a wheelchair.

Jiang Beiyu glanced at more than a dozen students, matching their faces and names one by one, and finally found a fish slipping through the net in the corner of the wall.

He walked over and pulled him up.

Su Nanzhi: "?"

Jiang Beiyu: "Be sober, you are in someone else's school now, and you are still wearing our school uniform, so you can save some face for the school."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

I really can't tell that Teacher Jiang values ​​the school's reputation so much.

Su Nanzhi rubbed her eyes, "Mr. Jiang, I'm sleepy."

"Did you become a thief last night?"

Su Nanzhi: "..."

I don't know if he is a thief, but Su Nanzhi's drowsiness never depends on the occasion.

Her classmates probably knew this too.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

He reached out and shook Su Nanzhi's shoulder, "Cheer up, the teacher treats you to a big meal after the exam."

This sentence is more or less useful.

After Su Nanzhi finished listening, she managed to pull herself together, "Mr. Jiang, I want to eat lobster."

Jiang Beiyu smiled, but the little girl was not polite at all.

The female teacher next to her saw that all the students had entered the examination room before she came over to Jiang Beiyu and said, "Student Su Nanzhi's condition doesn't look very good. She won't fall asleep during the exam, right?"

For those who came to participate in the competition, every teacher has a good opinion in his heart, knowing which students are the most promising.

Although Su Nanzhi is not very familiar with most of the teachers, the teachers are unexpectedly optimistic about her.

It doesn't matter if she is in good health or not.

Su Nanzhi also probably knew the reason.

She transferred to the present, and there is only one person left in the class who has not seen it.

I heard that the person who was called "Anshen" by others is also a sick man who has to walk out of breath.