The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

The school teachers also knew An Yunhuai's physical condition very well, but at the same time they all sighed.

Which teacher mentioned that An Yunhuai must not say that heaven is jealous of talents?

Everyone knew that An Yunhuai was in poor health. As early as the first year of high school, when he hadn't applied for a leave of absence from physical education, the physical education teacher was a very strict middle-aged man, and he didn't Knowing that he was sick, and seeing how thin and frail he was, he specifically said that he should exercise more.

The little boy didn't know what to think at the time, maybe he wanted to try boldly, he ran slowly, and then watched the students around him surpass him one by one, including most of the female students, he was going to be at the bottom.

So he refused to admit defeat and slowly increased his speed.

The result was caught off guard, and the whole person fell on the runway.

At that time, the physical education teacher was terrified, because this was not a simple problem of hypoglycemia, which could be solved by sending it to the school infirmary. Later, an ambulance came from the school.

An Yunhuai suffered from congenital heart disease.

The kind where a little exercise can kill someone.

Later, An Yunhuai's unquestionable crushing of all his classmates in terms of grades also made him a fragile treasure in the eyes of many subject teachers.

So when Su Nanzhi entered school, the teachers received the news that she had congenital heart disease, even if they knew that she came in through the back door, the teachers were very tolerant.

Later, when Su Nanzhi's grades were revealed, the teachers sighed again.

God is jealous of talents.

God is jealous of talents.

Two precious students both suffer from the same disease.

When An Yunhuai just returned to the classroom, it was obvious that there were two more unfamiliar faces in the class.

He just glanced subconsciously, and realized that the number of people in this class was wrong. It didn't take a second for him to find an unfamiliar face.

This is his innate acuity.

It's two girls.

New students.

An Yunhuai didn't pay much attention to the other party. His tablemate, a friend who was particularly obsessed with scores, said in a very doggy way: "Brother, you are finally back. You don't even know that I have been away for the past few months without you. You are sitting on the bench, I wipe the table and chairs for you every day, for fear that there will be dust on them."

An Yunhuai: "..."

One thing to say, the tables and chairs are really clean.

Su Nanzhi stared at the student god who had just returned for a long time, so long that her deskmate couldn't help wondering if she wanted to rush over to challenge him.

After all, there can be no two tigers in one mountain, there can be countless masters, but there is only one number one, so it is meaningless to be tied.

"Zhizhi," Ruan Cherry reminded in a low voice, "Anshen has already been escorted, and there should be no competition with us, so don't worry too much."

Su Nanzhi: "?"

I didn't understand.

In the second half of this chicken soup class, Ruan Cherry found that her deskmate was always staring at An Yunhuai intentionally or unintentionally.

Ruan Cherry: It's over, why don't we fight in the next exam?

After class, Du Zijin, who couldn't contain his inner excitement, turned his head to share with Su Nanzhi how to soothe the mind, trying to draw Su Nanzhi into the face-licking team.

Unexpectedly, Su Nanzhi, who usually listened half-perfunctorily, listened very seriously this time, so serious that Du Zijin felt that there was hope this time.

But the effect seemed to be a little too good. Almost before the next class, Du Zijin heard his friend at the back table ask, "Do you know what's going on in An Yunhuai's house?"