Madam Han, Your Vest Has Fallen Off

Lan Che, who was standing at the desk in front of Xia Dingwen, looked towards Chu Ning, his eyes a little surprised.

"It turns out she is really Chu Ning."

What Lan Che said to himself was heard by the teacher in front of him: "Student Lan Che, I remember that you are also a member of the Big Four families. You should have known Classmate Chu Ning a long time ago?"

This teacher is an English teacher in Class A and Class F, and his attitude is more friendly than other teachers. There is no distinction between poor students, but there are still some gossips in his heart.

Lan Che nodded: "I knew each other when I was young, but later Chu Ning had a conflict with her family, and she never saw her again after she moved out."

He also met Chu Ning several times in the first year of high school. At that time, he had some familiarity with Chu Ning.

However, although they are a family and there is some cooperation within the family, they are not close friends after all.

So even though there was some familiarity at the time, he didn't go forward to confirm.

What's more, Chu Ning didn't look like that in his impression at that time, and with Chu Qian's denial, he didn't go into it.

The English teacher nodded, said a few more words to Lan Che, and then let him leave.

Looking at the situation on Xia Dingwen and Chu Ning, there is a breath of rattling swords. Of course, the rattling swords are all from Xia Dingwen alone.

As for Chu Ning, from beginning to end, after entering the office door, her expression remained unchanged.

Except for the one that wasn't her sister's retort, she didn't say a word.

However, Xia Dingwen was able to feel a noticeable change in Chu Ning's breath after they said that Chu Qian was not his sister.

Xia Dingwen kept talking with Balabala, his words were dry, and he didn't get any response from Chu Ning.

He is used to this.

Anyway, every time I called her over, it was for verbal pleasure. Anyway, Chu Ning wouldn't listen to him.

After venting, Xia Dingwen waved his hand: "Let's go."

Xia Dingwen opened the heat-preserving pot, sipping water, and saw that Chu Ning hadn't left yet.

"Why don't you leave, and still want to be scolded?"

Chu Ning put the book the size of a mathematics book on Xia Dingwen's desktop.

"What do you want to do? Are you working hard and want to study hard, let me teach you?"

Xia Dingwen looked at Chu Ning suspiciously. Chu Ning did not speak, but he became more affirmed of his thoughts.

Although he didn't want to teach this annoying student, he opened the booklet for his professional ethics as a teacher and the vanity of teaching mathematics.

"Which question can't you?" After Xia Dingwen opened the booklet, he was confused by the handwriting on it.

I turned back again, and it turned out that from the first page to the last page, the words were all written in red and blue.

And the above questions have been done, and there are clear ideas for solving the problems.

"Classmate Chu Ning, what do you mean?" So this is not here to ask him the question?

Chu Ning: "Look at the cover."

Xia Dingwen listened to her in a wicked manner, closed the thick workbook, and looked at the cover of the book page.

The yellow, orange and orange characters have gotten into Xia Dingwen's presbyopia: The first edition of the Complete Collection of Mathematical Questions for the National High Olympics!

! !

These yellow-orange-orange characters shocked Xia Dingwen, "This is actually the complete collection of math problems for the National High Olympics? Is it true?"

He just asked questions to himself, and didn't expect others to answer.

The teacher at the side table brightened his eyes and took out a booklet with a cover similar to Chu Ning's book from the drawer.

"Someone brought this book to my husband from abroad, it seems to be the same as yours, but mine is the fifth edition."