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Su Nanzhi didn¡¯t know or care about her reputation, so she made an appointment with the customer.
To a certain extent, Su Nanzhi is a person with a good sense of service. It is natural to receive money to do work, so she asked the rich man who hired her in advance which class his son was in.
What¡¯s a little strange is that the customer who originally kept replying instantly disappeared for a while before replying to her:
¡¾No. 1 Middle School Senior Mathematics Competition Class¡¿
Su Nanzhi: ""
The competition class shouldn¡¯t be considered someone¡¯s class, and as far as she knew, most of the people in it were classmates in the same class, and a few were students with high math scores selected from other classes.
Such a coincidence?
But she didn¡¯t realize in class that that little unlucky guy could bump into ghosts every day.
But in this case, Su Nanzhi decided to go see the little unlucky guy whose parents were so worried.
¡° Then an uninvited guest came to Teacher Jiang¡¯s class.
The seat in the class was originally just right, but because Ruan Yingtao also came in two days ago, she also prepared Su Nanzhi's desk and chairs with great love from her classmates.
Su Nanzhi just went in with an unused notebook, and met the eyes of the remaining dozen classmates.
Ruan Yingying pushed her notebook over, "Zhizhi, these are the notes I made. Do you want to read them?"
Su Nanzhi looked at the round and lovely handwriting on the notes, and paused, "Okay, thank you."
Ruan Yingying bent her eyes.
Su Nanzhi likes good-looking people, and of course her deskmate is a cute little girl with baby fat that has not completely faded off her face.
In Su Nanzhi¡¯s view, she will also become a beautiful little girl in the future.
In fact, as long as Su Nanzhi is willing, she can even know when her love blossom will bloom in the future, and what year, month and day she will meet the right person.
But Sunan Zhi¡¯s fortune telling is quite expensive.
"Zhizhi, are you planning to take Teacher Jiang's class?" asked the classmate who loves learning, and by the way, Teacher Jiang said, "Mr. Jiang's lectures are really good. I have never understood such a difficult question before. , when he said this, I felt like I could draw inferences from one instance to another."
Su Nanzhi: ""
This eloquence will be good for sales in the future.
It looks very much like the people who distribute flyers to trick parents into enrolling in tutoring classes.
Su Nanzhi glanced at everyone in the class and found that there were indeed empty tables.
Just one.
Based on classmate Du Zijin¡¯s popular science, Su Nanzhi probably guessed whose table it was.
The exam god of their grade, surnamed An, known as Anshen, has been dragged away by the national team for a long time. I don¡¯t know when he will be returned to the school¡¯s big treasure.
From Du Zijin¡¯s nymphomaniacal and loving eyes, Su Nanzhi could probably deduce that An Shen was a beautiful but slightly fragile porcelain doll.
But that doesn¡¯t stop everyone from admiring his brain.
But except for the empty table, Su Nanzhi didn't even find any classmates here who showed any signs of being haunted by ghosts.
She even saw a boy with a white light on his body - that is the white light that kind people can have.
But it was too dazzling. Su Nanzhi closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them, and the white light disappeared from her sight.
The class bell rang.
The handsome young man came in with his lesson plan and stood on the podium. When he saw that there was an extra student in the classroom, he raised his lips in pleasure. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com