Chapter 115 Competition Class

  Su Nanzhi didn't know and didn't care about her reputation, so she asked the customer to meet.

  Su Nanzhi is a person with a good sense of service to a certain extent, and it is only natural for her to collect money to work, so she asked in advance what class the rich man who hired her was in, and which class his son was in.

   What's a little strange is that the customer who had kept the second reply, disappeared for a while before replying to her:

  【Mathematics Competition Class of No.1 Middle School and Senior Three】

  Su Nanzhi: "..."

The    competition class shouldn't be regarded as someone's class, and as far as she knows, most of the people in it are classmates in this class, and a few are high-scoring students in mathematics selected from other classes.

   Such a coincidence?

   But in the class, she didn't find any unlucky little guy who could hit a ghost every day.

   But since that was the case, Su Nanzhi decided to meet the little unlucky **** who was so worried by his parents.

   Then there was an uninvited guest in Teacher Jiang's class.

  The position in the class was just right, but because Ruan Cherry also came in two days ago, she also prepared Su Nanzhi's table and chairs very lovingly.

  Su Nanzhi just went in with an unused book, and by the way, faced the gazes of the remaining dozen or so classmates.

   Ruan Cherry pushed her notebook over, "Zhizhi, this is a note I made, would you like to read it?"

  Su Nanzhi looked at the round handwriting on the note that was as lovely as the owner's, and paused, "Okay, thank you."

   Ruan Cherry bent her eyes.

  Su Nanzhi likes good-looking people. Of course, she is a cute little girl at the same table, with baby fat on her face that has not completely faded away.

   In the eyes of Su Nanzhi, 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 roommate will bloom in the future, what year, what month, and what day she will meet the real son of heaven.

   But Sunanzhi 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, I made a wave of Teacher Jiang, "Mr. Jiang's lecture is really good, I have never read such a difficult question before. , I feel like I can draw inferences from other things when he says so."

  Su Nanzhi: "..."

   This eloquence is good for sales in the future.

   It looks like a flyer dispatcher who fools the children's parents to report to the tutoring class.

  Su Nanzhi glanced at everyone in the class, and there were indeed empty tables.

   Just one.

   According to Du Zijin's popular science, Sunanzhi probably guessed whose desk it was.

   The test **** of their grade, surnamed An, known as Anshen, has been pulled by the national team for a long time, and I don’t know when I can return it to the school’s big baby.

   From Du Zijin's **** and loving eyes, Su Nanzhi can probably infer that the soothing soul is a beautiful and slightly fragile porcelain doll.

   But that doesn't stop everyone from admiring his brain.

   But apart from the empty table, Su Nanzhi didn't even find any classmates here who showed signs of being entangled by ghosts.

   She even saw a boy with a white light on his body - that is the kind of white light that a kind person can have.

   But it was too dazzling, Su Nanzhi closed her eyes, then opened them, and the white light disappeared from her sight.

   The school bell rang.

  The handsome young man came in with his lesson plan, stood on the podium, saw another student in the classroom, and raised the corner of his mouth happily.

   (end of this chapter)