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Her heartless look makes her look like a scumbag.
Zhao Qingheng: "Hey, what on earth are you talking about?"
It¡¯s a pity that no one paid attention to him.
Su Nanzhi sacrificed a precious recess, and there was not much time for her to go to bed when she returned. The next period would be in the competition class, Teacher Jiang¡¯s class.
??Su Nanzhi is Jiangbei Yu¡¯s bodyguard. At this time, she cannot leave her post without permission.
Just as Su Nanzhi was slowly walking to the competition class classroom with her exercises and draft books, she happened to meet Teacher Jiang who was sunbathing in the corridor - don't ask why she was sunbathing, all the actions of beauties were for the sake of beauty. , no other explanation.
"Hey, classmate Su Nanzhi," Teacher Jiang looked like a dean who caught a student's puppy love, "I just saw you having a lively chat with your class monitor. What's going on?"
Su Nanzhi was not curious about 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 could Jiang Beiyu tell that they had a good conversation?
Zhao Qingheng would cry if he knew.
"Teacher 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?"
"It has a mouth."
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For a moment, he even wanted to reply in a very polite way: "Thank you, the same goes for you."
But the fragile morality of the people's teacher promptly blocked his precarious mode of spitting out fragrance.
"Hurry," Jiang Beiyu took advantage of his height and patted the little girl's head, "go back to the classroom, it's time for class."
Su Nanzhi: ""
Su Nanzhi turned her head away subconsciously, and glanced at Jiang Beiyu expressionlessly.
Teacher Jiang maintained a typical smile that said, "Come over and hit me if you can."
Su Nanzhi: My fist is hard again.
She now reasonably doubts whether Jiang Beiyu is haunted by ghosts because of his mouth that can make the dead alive.
The last moment of rationality made Su Nanzhi put away her fists and returned to the classroom.
She decided that she would throw this man into a ghost nest next time she had the chance to see if he was afraid.
Not long after Su Nanzhi entered the classroom, Zhao Qingheng also came in. His expression still looked stinking - from this aspect, Su Nanzhi thought that there was nothing wrong with the metaphor he just used.
Jiang Beiyu gave them a question today - barely considered a question.
It¡¯s the National Day holiday in just two days, and time is waiting for no one.
During the National Day holiday, others have a holiday, but their senior year of high school does not have such a long holiday.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? For ordinary high school students, three or four days off is considered a luxury. Competitors like them, after three days off, they have to prepare for the math competition for a long time.
????????????? In the final analysis, in one sentence, senior high school students do not deserve a holiday - a fact that makes anyone 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 encounter a question that you really don't understand in the examination room, just think about what knowledge points the question reminds you of, and make you think Just write down what comes to mind, and don¡¯t worry too much, I¡¯m sure I won¡¯t give you points if you¡¯re wrong.¡±
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