The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Naturally, Su Nanzhi is not a person who starts to mess up and ends up giving up.

She just needs time to sort things out.

Jiangbei Yu, let's lean back first.

Learning is important.

After Su Nanzhi entered the campus, she went directly to the classroom.

Entering through the back door still attracted the attention of some people.

Especially Zhao Qingheng.

He thought about her all day.

Su Nanzhi didn't bring anything, but she found a seat and sat down, then borrowed a piece of draft paper and a pen from the classmate next to her.

Human beings are all strong, especially such a top student.

The other party respectfully handed over a piece of white paper the size of A4 paper and a black pen.

Then he looked sideways and saw that Xueshen was holding a pen and seemed to be meditating for a few seconds, and finally wrote - the other party thought that Xueshen would most likely come up with a question to test himself.

After all, I heard that Shen Yiming from their school likes to make things difficult for himself when he is free or not.

Then he saw Xueshen write the word "Jiang" neatly on the white paper.

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However, Xueshen also seemed to realize that he seemed to be wasting pen and ink, and crossed out the word Jiang with two "shua shua".

"..."

Yan Kun also came for this evening self-study. After all, the winter camp is almost over, and there are not many places where he can be used. It is also appropriate to come here now to refresh his presence.

Just when he saw Su Nanzhi, he called people out to talk.

"How is your body recovering?" Yan Kun asked.

Su Nanzhi closed her eyes silently, then raised her head and said, "Teacher Yan, I'm already healed."

"It's fine," Yan Kun nodded, "Your Teacher Jiang called me to ask for leave, saying that you had a high fever and took you to see a doctor. I was afraid that you would not be able to catch the exam the day after tomorrow."

Su Nanzhi's face was light: "I'm fine."

Yan Kun asked in the next sentence: "Your Teacher Jiang sent you here just now. Why did you come here tonight? Did he send you here?"

Su Nanzhi: "..."

Isn't that what pot is not opened and which pot is lifted?

Su Nanzhi said vaguely, "Really."

Yan Kun glanced at her again: "Yes, yes, no, no, how can you say yes?"

Su Nanzhi: "..."

She sighed lazily, then continued to stand aside with a world-weary face.

By this time, Yan Kun couldn't say anything more, but this was one of the students he thought most likely to win the championship.

"You go back first, remember to have a good rest tonight."

Needless to say, Su Nanzhi will follow suit.

Looking at Su Nanzhi's back, Yan Kun silently took out his mobile phone and clicked on the photo of his newborn baby daughter. His baby girl can't be raised so cool in the future, if she is not strong enough, she will be severely beaten by socialism.

Su Nanzhi's return didn't cause much disturbance. In fact, some people didn't realize that she hadn't appeared in the classroom for a whole day.

Most of the top students are slaves, and in the world of slaves, there are only numbers, so they don't care who is not in the classroom.

Most of the people who can sense that she is not in the classroom usually want to discuss that topic with her.

Su Nanzhi looks like a cool girl on the outside, but in fact she has a pretty good temper, and she can get along with most of her classmates, including of course those from other schools.

The essence of human beings is strong.

In the world of the strong, only those stronger than them can be seen.