The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

After Su Nanzhi finished the exam, her application for living in school also came down.

Although Beijing No. 1 Middle School is not an aristocratic school, it is also supported by several wealthy families. The accommodation environment for students is not bad, and it can even be said to be very superior.

Su Nanzhi successfully extracted her own single room.

On the evening of the second day after the exam, Su Nanzhi packed up her things and moved in. She also lived in a series of treasures such as her little mahogany tree and the gossip plate.

It's just that she doesn't know the speed of the paper revision in Beijing City No. 1 Middle School.

The night she moved into the dormitory, her grades came out one after another.

Su Nanzhi's physical condition really couldn't bear the stimulation, except for Lao Lin, the teachers in the department didn't want to ask for trouble.

Although everyone felt that Su Nanzhi was not suitable to stay in Liyi, no one said in front of her, thinking that she would be able to detect the gap between herself and other students after a while, and she would take the initiative to ask to be transferred to another class .

The most important thing is that everyone knows that a weak body does not mean a weak brain.

But after Su Nanzhi missed the exam on the first day, most of the teachers gave up on this idea.

After the second day of the exam, Du Zijin stopped talking about the chosen son who was hugged by Teacher Jiang's princess. She was silently mourning her lost happiness.

"Ting'er, the physics this time is quite difficult, right?" She asked her deskmate for comfort.

Ye Ting pushed her glasses, "Well, the last calculation problem is a bit interesting."

Du Zijin: "..."

This is probably the difference between competition students and ordinary college entrance examination candidates.

Of course, Du Zijin didn't come in through the back door, but she came in 30th out of the 30 classmates, and she was used to being at the bottom of class one.

Isn't that the same sentence, she would rather cry on a BMW car than laugh on a bicycle, and she, Du Zijin, would rather be the last in the first class than the first in another class.

Du Zijin silently looked at the new beauty at the back table, "Zhi Zhi, what do you think?"

Su Nanzhi was silent for two seconds, then nodded, "Well, it's quite difficult."

Du Zijin seemed to have found a like-minded friend, she excitedly held Su Nanzhi's hand on the table, touched it, "Zhizhi, I knew our souls are compatible."

"Du Zijin, what are you doing?" A boy's voice suddenly sounded.

Du Zijin was startled, subconsciously let go, looked up and saw a handsome face, heaved a sigh of relief, "Squad leader, do you know that people who scare people can scare people to death?"

"What were you doing just now?" Zhao Qingheng asked with a frown.

doing what?

Du Zijin was a little puzzled, "I'm just here to discuss the monthly exam with my new classmates, and exchange feelings by the way."

"Exchanging feelings requires hands-on work? Have you finished the wrong test set for this exam?" Zhao Qingheng was a little fierce, "Maybe you will have to change shifts next time."

The grades of class one will always be beyond the reach of other classes, the point is that the bottom one is also one of the best in other classes.

Du Zijin was a bit miraculous. Although he was counting down, he was still in the first shift.

"The results of the monthly exam are out." The study committee member and representative of the Chinese department came in with their homework for today.

By the way, there is a bit of news.

"Come out?" Du Zijin was obviously very active, looking at Su Nanzhi and said, "Zhizhi, do you want to go and see the results together?"

Du Zijin, a Pokémon who often counts down and is still keen to see the rankings.

Su Nanzhi: "No."

She already knew how many points she had scored.