The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi also struggled not to wear this coat. She squeezed Jiang Beiyu's wrist with her own hand, seriously proving the fact that she was not cold.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

The touch of that moment was fleeting, and he clearly felt that someone pressed his hand on his wrist, and the warmth hit him, and he went away lightly like a feather.

The little girl's body doesn't know what's going on, it's like a small stove in winter.

Is it because she is on fire?

Teacher Jiang's ten-year study career has not allowed him to understand this problem.

After all, the coat was put on Su Nanzhi's body, if she went out without a thick coat, others must not treat her as a fool.

The school has not yet turned on the heating.

It was only discovered a few days ago that some equipment was broken. I don’t know where the problem occurred. It has been repaired urgently in the past few days, but the cold is really cold.

In such a low temperature, Teacher Lin can only encourage everyone to use mental warfare: to be so addicted to learning that they forget the impact of the external temperature on their senses.

However, the female compatriots who sat closest to Su Nanzhi already knew that she was a small stove in the world.

Ruan Cherry is different, she is at the same table.

And unfortunately, my aunt came recently, and the problem of cold hands and feet is almost hopeless.

Su Nanzhi happened to feel compassion, so during class time, her left hand was caught in the hand of her deskmate and repeatedly used as a small heater.

This situation continued until the last math competition class. Teacher Jiang's eyes were sharp, and he could see someone doing tricks under the table at a glance.

So he began to roll the roll: "Student Su Nanzhi, please come up and tell me the idea of ​​this question."

What Jiang Beiyu was talking about was the paper he asked to do last night.

Su Nanzhi also did that question later.

It's just that at this moment, she stood up from her seat, looked at the podium, and asked, "Mr. Jiang, do I have to go up and give a lecture? Can I speak in my seat?"

Jiang Beiyu raised her eyebrows, the little girl dared to haggle in class now.

"reason."

Jiang Beiyu's words made the two little girls at that table very embarrassed.

Ruan Cherry subconsciously let go of her deskmate's hand, meaning not to disturb her going up to give a lecture.

Su Nanzhi paused for a moment, then walked up to the podium.

The thinking is correct, the steps are concise, and the organization is clear.

Jiang Beiyu had nothing to pick at.

Although the little girl was devastated yesterday afternoon, she completely understood what he said about the derivation of the Poincaré conjecture.

Teacher Jiang nodded slightly, expressed his approval for Su Nanzhi's answering ideas, and then slowly said: "After class, come to me at your deskmate and explain what you were doing just now. The teacher also wants to know what interesting things you are doing. activity."

Ruan Cherry: "..."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

You answered all the questions correctly, but you still need to investigate?

However, Su Nanzhi was obedient, and explained the situation with Ruan Cherry after class.

Jiang Beiyu froze a little after listening: "...for warmth?"

Ruan Cherry was also very embarrassed. She was prone to blush when she met a teacher, let alone such a handsome male teacher.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I was the one who was cold and then Zhizhi warmed me with her hands." The silly girl started to stutter.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

Does he eat people or something?