The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Through this episode, Jiang Beiyu fully realized how annoying he was.

Tsk.

Jiang Beiyu didn't care either. People on WeChat who hated him so much that they needed to yell at him were more or less suffering from misfortune in life, so they should be full of compassion for the unfortunate.

Of course Young Master Jiang didn't care about such a trivial matter, and he could learn some new words of swearing by reading it occasionally. Then he used the knowledge he had mastered, and after replying one by one, he started another blacklisting service.

Jiang Beiyu was satisfied when he thought of the painful expression on the other side's face when he wanted to scold back but didn't have his contact information.

In life, no one should wear a mask of pain.

In fact, when Jiang Beiyu woke up early in the morning, the dark circles on his face were very obvious.

Obviously he didn't sleep well last night, firstly, he woke up once in the middle of the night, and secondly, as soon as he fell asleep last night, the bang bang bang when Su Nanzhi hit the gong uncontrollably appeared in his mind.

The cerebral cortex was so active that he wanted to bang bang bang against the big wall immediately.

It is worthy of being one of the giants in Chinese traditional musical instruments.

Jiang Beiyu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling for a long time.

I remembered the black and white impermanence I saw not long ago.

Although I don't know how to see it, the ancients' imagination of the impermanence of black and white seems not to be groundless.

One black and one white, guess who it is.

Plus, the little bodyguard doesn't seem to know he can see.

Not a single word of explanation.

Jiang Beiyu was awake for a long time, and finally squinted for a while, and not long after, he woke up again at dawn.

You don't even need to think about this point, the little girl next door is still sleeping like a little fat pig.

Jiang Beiyu ordered the order service.

Then go about your own business in your room.

At about the same time, Jiang Beiyu began to contact tomorrow's leading teacher, and the rest of the students would probably come tomorrow, including Zhao Qingheng who broke his ankle.

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The National Day and the Mid-Autumn Festival are combined, so everyone lost two or three days off. Su Nanzhi is one of the heartbroken army, and one day of sleep loss will kill someone.

I don't know if Teacher Jiang came to observe her sleep duration during this period of time. Su Nanzhi woke up leisurely, covered her head with a quilt, and wanted to stay in bed for a few more minutes. , the phone next to him started to vibrate.

"..."

It probably shook for more than forty seconds.

Finally someone reached out to pick it up.

The voice that just woke up was still obviously sleepy, "Hello?"

"Come here when you wake up, and take you to dinner," the other end paused, and then said, "It's seven o'clock in the evening."

It turned out that another day passed.

Su Nanzhi got up from the bed with difficulty, her head was heavy, she went to wash up with difficulty, changed her clothes again, and when she came back, she found a string of black bracelets beside the bed.

what.

Su Nanzhi picked it up and put it in her hand. It was a string of black crystal-like things. It felt cool to the touch, and there was Jiang Yu's breath on it.

She fiddled with the beads on it twice, all of them were round and lovely, and Su Nanzhi put on the bracelet without any hassle. Ever since Jiang Beiyu put on her previous string of beads, her wrist was empty.

Anyway, I have been wearing it for more than ten years, and I still feel very uncomfortable if I don’t wear it for a while, and occasionally I will stare at my empty wrist for a while.

Su Nanzhi also saw a letter next to the pillow, as if it had been crushed by her in her sleep, it looked a little crumpled, but the words on it were pleasing to the eye.