Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

“Is it enough to just get a high score on the subject?”

It is clear.

Du Xinrui didn't quite understand what Miss Jiang meant.

He gave him a puzzled look.

See this.

Miss Jiang blinked and stared straight into Du Xinrui's eyes with burning eyes.

"Teacher Du..."

"I wonder if you're interested in the Grammys...?"

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 324: Being tricked again

the next day.

morning.

English lesson.

Watching Dayanzi performing passionately on the stage.

Miss Jiang lay weakly on the table.

Turn your head sideways.

Looking at the hazy rain outside.

Feel the singing and dancing rap in my belly.

What I was thinking about was what I had told Du Xinrui yesterday.

In fact, Miss Jiang doesn’t know many English songs.

These are all very popular songs.

For this, I have to thank the punk cowboy who sang in the bar with me in my previous life.

Taught him a lot.

And this time.

Miss Jiang gave the song [Someone Like You] to Du Xinrui.

That's just an attempt.

Let’s see if the English songs from our previous life can also open up the market in this life.

If not, forget it.

Concentrate on attacking the country.

If only.

Ok.

Miss Jiang didn't mind getting a few small golden trumpets and putting them on the bedside as decorations.

"Jiang Ning."

"Can you lend me yesterday's math homework?"

Hearing the young man behind her talking to her, Miss Jiang said two words without even moving.

"I didn't write it."

"Let me take a look at the front."

"Oh."

Hear the words.

Miss Jiang reluctantly stood up, took out a notebook from the drawer, and threw it behind her without even looking at it.

But just thrown over.

Miss Jiang felt someone poking her back.

Suddenly.

An unusual feeling of irritation suddenly arose.

He frowned.

Look back.

He said fiercely:

"what?!"

See this.

The young man was stunned at first.

Then he pointed to the notebook on the table somewhat awkwardly.

"Your Majesty..."

"You gave me chemistry..."

Hear the words.

Miss Jiang looked down.

The old man's face was embarrassed.

I quickly changed it.

As a result, the movement was too big.

Jiang Zhuanghan suddenly felt something unusual.

His face suddenly turned very ugly.

I sat on the chair, not daring to move.

Zhu Shengjie in the back row noticed something unusual about Miss Jiang and asked a small question.

"My king? What's wrong?"

"fine."

"You don't look well, are you feeling unwell?"

"fine."

"Should we go to the infirmary...?"

"If you ask me again whether I believe you or not, I will die in front of you."

……

long time.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Miss Jiang ignored even her young wife's calls.

He just grabbed a small square object from his schoolbag and headed to the bathroom.

But just as she walked out of the classroom door.

The young wife behind him suddenly caught up with him.

He stuffed something into Miss Jiang's pocket and patted her pocket.

"Ginger ginger."

"use this."

"Large quantity will not leak..."

Jiang Zhuanghan: “…”

.........

The young wife is very considerate.

Miss Jiang liked it very much.

But the bleeding was too much.

Miss Jiang felt very uncomfortable.

In fact, she didn't know why she was bleeding so much.

Especially in the first three days.

It's like a bloody collapse.

Could it be that the little brother in the previous life was too big, so the wound was also big when he passed away?

Anyway, Jiang Zhuanghan just couldn't figure it out.

I could only walk towards the classroom with a worried face.

But just as I was passing through the corridor.

Yang Ke called her.

"Jiang Ning."

"Old Guo wants you to come over."

...

Three minutes later.

Miss Jiang, with a pale face, pushed open the door of the office.

All you see is busyness.

Miss Jiang didn't care.

After passing by a few students, I came to Lao Guo's desk.

At this time, Lao Guo lowered his head and no one knew what he was writing.

"Mr. Guo."

"Are you looking for me?"

Hear the words.

Lao Guo put down what he was doing, stood up, put on his coat, and prepared to go outside.

But when he glanced at Miss Jiang's face.

stunned.

"Jiang Ning, you don't look well."

"Physical discomfort?"

...