The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi sent a message back to An Yunhuai, saying that she knew the result.

The next second, a strange call came in.

This time she took it.

"Hello."

The other end was obviously a little excited: "Excuse me, is this student Su Nanzhi?"

Su Nanzhi: "Yes."

"It's like this, student Su, congratulations on your good grades in the competition. I wonder if you have considered coming to Tsinghua University? Our school is the number one university in the country, and we also have several popular majors here. your choice."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

Just after answering one call, the next call came again.

"... Hello, student Su! I am the admissions teacher of Peking University, congratulations..."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

After the mobile phone was turned on, the calls never stopped. Not only the admissions teachers of various schools, but also the teachers of a certain major called.

Su Nanzhi's mobile phone has no chance to order takeaway.

Jiangbeiyu ordered takeaway.

Seeing the little girl answering the phone and getting tired, he suddenly remembered his third year in high school, but he was still very young in that year, so he never thought that he would have the opportunity to meet someone who was similar to him.

He also answered the phone before and didn't want to turn it on.

Many students in Su Nanzhi's phone also sent congratulations.

Su Nanzhi had to reply one by one.

During the period, Jiang Beiyu also asked her what she wanted to eat. Su Nanzhi is generally not too picky when it comes to food, so she casually told Jiang Beiyu to place an order.

The first thing that comes out of the grades is to choose a school and choose a major. Although Jiang Beiyu is an experienced person, his example does not provide much reference.

Jiang Beiyu did study mathematics, but he was not just a mathematics student. He had been in and out of several laboratories as early as in college, not to mention the days of further study.

Not everyone has the energy and intelligence to challenge multiple fields like him.

And the little girl seems to have her own ideas.

Jiang Beiyu didn't mention it much.

In fact, he couldn't mention it too much, and he relied on typing to communicate throughout the whole process, hitting himself to the point of autism.

Su Nanzhi didn't go back at night, and after sending a message to An Yunhuai, she stayed in Jiangbeiyu.

Due to the changes during the day, many formations in the villa were destroyed, and she took pains to reset a lot.

The newly established formation is even more powerful than before, and some little devils dare not even lie on the windows.

As night fell, in the bathroom, Jiang Beiyu was able to hold on to something to stand firm. He looked at the white hair in the mirror, and he didn't intend to turn black or shorten at all.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

Maybe according to what Su Nanzhi said, the white hair disappeared after waking up.

However, Jiang Beiyu always felt that the white hair was strange.

In his daydreams, this white hair was real, and the picture of him in bed with the little girl was real enough.

Although it is not a picture of the Eighteen Forbidden Pictures, but sleeping in each other's arms, it is a sweet love at first sight.

Jiang Beiyu always felt that this dream was a hint.

But, does this little girl like him?

Yizhihua in Beijing seldom questioned her appearance, almost never.

It's just that now, when he meets such an unusual little girl, he can't maintain his self-confidence.

I don't know if it's Jiang Beiyu's aesthetic problem, but he always feels that the white-haired self in the mirror is a bit more tasteful than usual.