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When Su Nanzhi went to ask for leave, Lin Wencheng was very talkative.
But this time he said, "The leave application can be approved, but you have to tell Teacher Jiang personally about the leave from the competition class."
Because there are many more people entering the finals this year than last year, the school leaders pay special attention to it. As a teacher of the mathematics competition class, Jiang Beiyu naturally misses one section of his course.
?According to previous years¡¯ experience, almost all the players who can enter the finals are already recommended players. It¡¯s just a matter of school.
Su Nanzhi called Jiang Beiyu to ask for leave, but without giving a reason, Teacher Jiang refused to allow her to take leave.
Then she got cocky.
??Su Nanzhi is about to pick up the truck.
It¡¯s hard to explain this foreigner in just a few words, and his relationship with Jiang Beiyu is not yet clear enough.
Su Nanzhi took the peach wood sword tower that she had soaked in Lingquan water for several days on her way to skip class.
The order received by Xuanwang.
The location is a bit far away.
It can be said that it is a thousand miles away.
Su Nanzhi went directly to a remote mountain village. This small mountain village was different from the Yunhai Village where she lived before.
Although Yunhai Village is also remote, it has developed quite well. Su Nanzhi lives in a small villa.
Her neighbor, a nerdy writer who only knows how to type on a computer keyboard, built a small manor next door. What's even more outrageous is that the house is more European castle style and he has a British shorthair cat.
When this neighbor first moved here, the internet in the village was not particularly good, but this writer had extremely high requirements for internet speed, so he spent his own money to install high-speed internet for the whole village.
Sunan Zhi also became one of the beneficiaries.
Most of the villagers in Yunhai Village are not poor, and each family has its own business.
The village Sunan Zhi came to today is quite backward.
She can¡¯t even understand the native dialect here. It¡¯s hard to find someone who can speak Mandarin, so she can only communicate with her employer on her mobile phone.
Su Nanzhi called directly: "I'm here, where are you?"
The employer on the other end heard her voice for the first time, and was stunned for a moment when he realized it was a woman's voice. "Wait a moment, I will send someone to pick you up right away."
Su Nanzhi wears a black fisherman's hat and a black mask. She usually wears all black when going out. She stands out at the entrance of this village.
People who were coming and going saw her and turned around frequently. A woman was holding her child and staring at her at the door of her home. She was called in by the elders of the family, and many wary eyes fell on her.
Most of the people here have dark skin, even children of several years old.
For rural people, such skin color is not surprising.
¡°Really backward places cannot get rid of manual labor in the fields at all.
At this moment, as an outsider, Su Nanzhi made this village full of hostility, but besides the so-called vigilant eyes, there were other eyes secretly looking at her.
Someone seemed to want to come up and talk to her, but the language communication between the two parties was difficult, so Su Nanzhi did not do anything extra.
She stood at the entrance of the village until a man in a black suit appeared.
The man¡¯s attire was also incompatible with the village, but the attitude of the villagers seemed much more respectful.
He approached and asked Su Nanzhi: "Are you the 100-year-old master?"
Su Nanzhi: "Yes."
The man looked really surprised.
Because the person in front of me looks really young, and she is a young woman. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com