The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Du Zijin was stumped by this question.

She smiled awkwardly: "I said baby Zhi Zhi, let's kowtow our face, worship the god of learning, and worship the god of learning. We don't do things like digging people's family conditions. We Yangou also have a moral bottom line."

Ye Ting beside her was amused by her words, "Is this the bottom line of morality?"

It was rare for Du Zijin to see her tablemate smile, so she pinched Ye Ting's face in surprise, "Baby Tingting, look at you and smile more, you look so pretty."

Ye Ting knocked off her hand expressionlessly again, "Hooligan."

The word "rogue" is not a derogatory term for Du Zijin.

She chuckled, then looked at Su Nanzhi again: "Zhizhi, you care so much about calming the nerves, could it be..."

Probably aware of what Du Zijin was going to say, Su Nanzhi stretched out a white finger to touch the other's lips, and came up with a resolute triple denial: "No, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible."

Du Zijin: "..."

People like Su Nanzhi who usually don't seem to be interested in anything except eating and sleeping are suddenly interested in a person they met once, something is wrong.

"Then have you seen Anshen before?" Du Zijin asked.

Su Nanzhi was silent for two seconds, and then answered her: "Who knows, maybe I've seen it before."

Saying is the same as not saying.

Du Zijin turned back regretfully, the next class was Lao Xiong's math class.

Good guy, when I entered the door, I found that the class was different.

Old Xiong's wise eyes swept over the whole class.

Huh.

Why are there no seats left?

In the past, there would definitely be a vacant seat in the class because An Yunhuai was not there.

Full of people today?

Old Xiong took another look and finally saw the handsome face clearly.

"It's been a long time since I saw you Banzi people." He sighed to himself.

The classmates in the class laughed a few times.

Next, every teacher who came in expressed his care for his beloved students.

An Yunhuai: "..."

He is autistic.

An Yunhuai's character is not talkative, others think he is cold, but only those who have been in close contact with him know that he is shy.

Not exactly shy.

Ever since he was a child, he has always been used to reading in a corner with a book in his hand, and he doesn’t like to talk. Coupled with his poor health, he has been shy since he was a child, and his face will become hot when he talks to strangers a few more times. .

His skin is fair, and the redness is particularly obvious, so he doesn't like to talk to people even more.

Although he is much better now, the attention of many people still makes him feel uncomfortable.

This is a little hamster who wants to shut himself up every day.

An Yunhuai pursed his lips and babbled again, his mouth was a little dry, but he came to school in a hurry, he was late, the security guard at the gate seemed to have changed, it wasn't the old man who greeted him every day, he didn't recognize An Yunhuai, Only when he was a student who was late, not only kept him aside, but also recorded his name.

It was a rare time in An Yunhuai's life that he wrote down his name in the discipline notebook. The big security guard didn't know him or the name An Yunhuai. He stared at his appearance for a long time before saying earnestly: "Young people don't You always stay up late playing with your mobile phone, so you need to go to bed early, looking at you, you have kidney deficiency."

Early to bed, early to rise, good baby An Yunhuai: "..."

He wanted to refute, but he saw the well-developed biceps of the big security guard, which looked like the kind of regular exercise, and he suddenly felt that his words were not very important.