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Su Nanzhi didn¡¯t know which school Zhao Qingheng chose, and wouldn¡¯t ask.
But this does not mean that Zhao Qingheng will not mention: "I heard that you chose Beijing University."
Su Nanzhi: "Yeah."
"What a coincidence. I also chose Beijing University. We are quite destined."
Su Nanzhi didn¡¯t give any face at all: ¡°Unfortunately, the probability of crashing if you choose one of the two is too high.¡±
Zhao Qingheng is not embarrassed either.
When the people next to him saw Zhao Qingheng, they naturally understood what he meant.
This young master of the Zhao family is pretty good at drawing up territory for himself.
Someone had already realized what was going on and left, leaving behind the person who just asked for study methods. He also stayed very confidently, as if he suddenly remembered, "Ah, Master Zhao, I heard that you have also been admitted to college early."
Zhao Qingheng obviously seemed to know the other party, so he gave a slightly doubtful look.
Immediately afterwards, he watched the other person take out a small notebook from his pocket and looked at the two of them, "Do you mind sharing your learning experience?"
Zhao Qingheng: ""
Su Nanzhi: ""
This is really what I came to learn from.
It was the first time in their lives that the two top students met this kind of schoolmate who wanted to learn from their elementary school sister.
In this regard, Zhao Qingheng was more reserved. He said: "Do more questions."
Su Nanzhi is more direct: "I am born to solve questions."
""
The conversation came to an abrupt end.
The other party silently wrote down four words in the notebook: Rebuild.
This friend surnamed Li expressed his concern very sensibly, took notes in a notebook and left. He was very gentlemanly and polite.
Zhao Qingheng made a mistake at this time. Like the first man, he wanted to invite Su Nanzhi to the dance floor.
In my impression, the scene of beauties dancing gracefully should be very beautiful, and it can even invisibly convey to other men a signal that they are familiar with Su Nanzhi, so that many people will give up in spite of the difficulties.
Zhao Qingheng thought so and did so.
The only thing that was not taken into consideration was Su Nanzhi¡¯s idea.
Su Nanzhi twitched the corner of her mouth, "I'm sorry, Master Zhao should understand that I just came to Beijing not long ago and no one has taught me how to dance on such occasions."
Young Master Zhao finally realized what he had not considered, and quickly made amends: "I can teach you, it's very easy, not difficult to learn."
¡°And he doesn¡¯t mind being stepped on by her a few times.
Su Nan Zhi didn¡¯t mind, she said, ¡°I¡¯m sorry, the doctor advised me to sit more and move less.¡±
This is a rejection, and at the same time, she is warning Zhao Qingheng that she is a person with heart disease.
??Su Nanzhi turned around a little faster, but walked away in high heels but not too slowly. It was really not the speed that a heart patient should have.
Zhao Qingheng¡¯s eyes were a little lonely.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, and he immediately turned around and said hello, "Teacher Jiang."
While saying hello, he was also surprised by Jiang Beiyu's white hair, but this was his hobby, so Zhao Qingheng didn't say anything.
He probably vaguely knew the background of Teacher Jiang, and his usual attitude towards Jiang Beiyu was the normal attitude towards a teacher.
But now that he is no longer in school, he still maintains respect.
Jiang Beiyu was wearing a British-style brown suit. He just smiled and said, "Classmate Zhao Qingheng, I heard that you did well in the exam. Congratulations."
That¡¯s what he said, but the two gifts Jiang Beiyu held in his hands were obviously for the two siblings at the banquet. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com