The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

But this person's aura is soft and clean, full of righteousness as a teacher.

It's a completely different type from the coquettish slut Su Nanzhi saw that day, and the word "abstinence" is very precise on him.

Su Nanzhi's eyes, which are good at discovering beauty, accurately locked on this point.

Apart from the similar appearance, the two people looked completely different in their auras.

If there is anything else that is the same, it should be the confusing fate.

It is rare for Su Nanzhi to see two such similar fates in a short period of time.

Then there are only two possibilities, either twin brothers or dual personalities.

Su Nanzhi forgot for a moment that there is a mysterious power called "acting skills" in this world.

She heard girls whispering to each other, "Teacher Jiang has really improved the beauty of our school's teachers by himself."

Another said: "Well, they all said that Mr. Jiang just came to lead a competition class, and left after taking it, ah, just to wash my eyes."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

Sure enough, everyone is a very discerning person.

Teacher Jiang, who was standing on the podium, suddenly noticed a slightly familiar figure under the podium.

Ah this... is Cool Gai.

Jiang Beiyu never expected that Ku Gai, whom he met twice in one day, was in Beijing No. 1 Middle School.

It’s no wonder that he remembered her for several days. The main reason is that the scene of changing clothes that day was too neat and neat, and the suitcase with a cool cover was a bit advanced in design. He went back and searched for a certain treasure, and asked someone to inquire After searching all over, I finally found out that the suitcase was most likely a custom-made item.

The most important point is that Ku Gai affirmed his handsome appearance that night.

There seemed to be a little misunderstanding, and Jiang Beiyu couldn't quite figure it out, but he subconsciously felt that that wasn't the point.

Jiang Beiyu distributed the test papers.

There were actually two invigilators in one examination room, and the other teacher was a typical representative of middle-aged baldness. Standing next to Jiang Beiyu, he was like a living control group.

After admiring the appearance again, Su Nanzhi planned to look at the test paper in her hand.

However, just when she was about to write, a burst of uncontrollable dizziness hit her.

There is only one sentence left in Su Nanzhi's mind:

Old Lin, I'm sorry.

Su Nanzhi had an irreplaceable title in her previous school, called Sleeping God.

She needs to ensure a lot of sleep every day. To put it a little exaggeratedly, for a while, her sleep duration can even be comparable to that of koalas.

It was a sleep mechanism that could not be resisted by willpower, and it was produced by Su Nanzhi's body.

The specific manifestation is falling into deep sleep.

No one can wake her up even if she is pushed by others, nor can she be woken up by noise. Unless she is in danger of life-threatening, no one can wake her up.

Unless she's had enough sleep.

Su Nanzhi's former teachers and classmates are familiar with it, but the faces around her don't know it.

The student scum in the back who planned to sleep after writing his name and filling out the multiple-choice questions saw the one in front lying down so early.

I called Niu x in my heart.

This is the real boss, the real boss who doesn't fear the gaze of the teacher in front of him, and doesn't even bother to play around.

In this prone position, the right hand is flat on the table, the face is pressed against the forearm, the head rests on the elbow joint, and the other hand is slightly resting on the right hand, blocking most of the face.

This posture, tsk, an expert!