The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Su Nanzhi stood firm, and before she even raised her head, she could tell who the person in front of her was from the voice. With such a beautiful voice and such an aura that could be felt without looking at her face, she didn't think about it except Teacher Jiang.

From the current point of view, Teacher Jiang's beauty is in her hands, and no one can surpass her.

Su Nanzhi squatted down and picked up the books and bookmarks that fell on the ground.

What is puzzling is that the bookmark is similar to the texture of bamboo.

There is one thing to say, don’t you feel uncomfortable when using such bamboo pieces as bookmarks?

Of course, Teacher Jiang has no objection, and it is even more impossible for Su Nanzhi to have one.

But because of squatting down to pick up things, and because the bamboo piece was facing upwards, it was inevitable that Su Nanzhi could see the words on it.

There are not many words, but the writing is very beautiful and powerful.

It's just that after Su Nanzhi saw the words clearly, there was a momentary strangeness in her eyes.

"Teacher Jiang, I'm sorry," Su Nanzhi raised his head, paused for a while, then folded the bookmark on the book and handed it out together, "This is your thing."

Jiang Beiyu didn't reach out to take it immediately, but when he saw Su Nanzhi, he smiled, "Student Su Nanzhi, are you having a good weekend?"

Hearing this, Su Nanzhi seriously recalled the sleep-deprived and injured weekend, and finally could only reply blankly, "It's not very pleasant."

The students said that the reason for the unhappy weekends was that the weekends were too short. Jiang Beiyu could understand it from his younger brother's crying and howling every Sunday night.

Jiang Beiyu didn't care either. He took the book and the sign that Su Nanzhi handed over, but he heard the student in front of him ask, "Mr. Jiang, did you ask for this sign?"

In fact, what Su Nanzhi wanted to ask was whether the unlucky little guy on the sign was Jiang Beiyu.

In the end, she heard Jiang Beiyu say, "What's the matter, you know how to release the lottery? Then tell the teacher, what kind of lottery is this?"

Looks like it's really his.

Su Nanzhi glanced at Jiang Beiyu faintly, and clicked her tongue in her heart, you can't judge by appearance.

There is only one sentence on the sign:

【Peach red willow green Fang Feifei】

Su Nanzhi is obviously an honest person, she said: "This is a marriage lottery."

Currently only Lin Wencheng is in the office, he didn't hear anything, he just heard the word "marriage", and casually added a line of excitement, "Teacher Jiang has a date?"

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

For middle-aged men, gossip is normal.

Ever since Jiang Beiyu encountered some things that can't be explained by science, he has taken a lot of light on this kind of thing. He smiled, "Then you explain the lottery to the teacher."

Jiang Beiyu was born good-looking, but he was still young. There were not only some young girls in the school, but also a female teacher who had just graduated, secretly agreeing that it would be abnormal if there were no peach blossoms.

Su Nanzhi hesitated, "Your lottery is not easy to understand."

Jiang Beiyu could tell from the expression of the little Taoist priest that this was not a good lottery.

"Tell me, Teacher Jiang can afford it." Jiang Beiyu's voice was lazy and calm, and he obviously didn't care about peach blossoms.

Su Nanzhi said in her heart, that's a success.

"Peach red, willow green, the meaning is the color, that is, red and green," Su Nanzhi said, looked up at Jiang Beiyu, and added very implicitly, "Red first, then green."

It probably means, talk about a sweet relationship first, and then wear a cute green hat.

Jiang Beiyu: "???"

In the next chapter, I will charge for entering v, my dears, thank you for your support~