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

Chapter 483 What is a private room?
"Jiang Ning."

"Would you please sign this for me?"

Early in the morning, after morning reading class.

When Miss Jiang and her young wife were strolling in the corridor.

The Chinese class representative from the next class, a cute little girl.

It just popped up suddenly.

I made such a small request to her.

As for what to sign.

Miss Jiang looked down at the large colorful notebook that the other party handed over.

Ok.

It's the yearbook again.

This stuff has started to become popular again recently.

Since last month.

She has signed many books.

But most of them are classmates from my class.

As for the outside classes.
It seems that only the group of people in her first year of high school signed for her.

There is no one else.

but.

She didn't refuse either.

After all, it’s just signing a yearbook.

Although not in the same class.

But what to say.

I have also walked through other people's memories.

Just delete it casually.

A bit impolite.

So she responded cheerfully.

Take the yearbook and pen from the other person.

Lying on the windowsill in the corridor.

I turned to the latest blank page in this yearbook.

Name: Jiang Ning
Nickname: Jiang Dazhuang.
It is said that he chopped down a street
Blood type. I don't know...

Birthday Christmas...

星座
"Wenwen, what was the name of the castrated goat?"

"Capricorn."

"Oh Capricorn"

Miss Jiang nodded and continued writing.

He should be about 168cm tall.

I haven't measured it for a while, but I guess it should be about the same.

Actually, I really wanted to write 170, but my young wife was watching me.

She didn't feel comfortable bringing up this matter.

Then there is weight
Empty.

This stuff is a secret.

And the address
Well, forget about the address.

Miss Jiang doesn't want the building downstairs from her house to become a tourist attraction.

From time to time, one or two young men come to check in.

That would probably scare people to death.

...

A good while.

Miss Jiang wrote a message.

So I returned the yearbook to the girl.

"Thank you!"

"Um, Jiang Ning, do you have a yearbook?"

"If you have any, please give it to me and I will help you write it in our class."

do not.

Miss Jiang rejected the girl's idea on the spot.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to make a yearbook.

Mainly because of her fame.

If you really want to do it.

Then it’s not just a matter of one yearbook.

We need to make a thicker and more substantial alumni directory.
There is really no need for this.

so.
"Let's talk about it next time."

In one sentence, the little girl nodded.

Then I went back happily.

this will.

The young wife suddenly called out.

"Ginger ginger."

"Hey."

"Why don't we take some photoshoots some time?"

"Ah? Why?"

Miss Jiang didn't quite understand the young wife's train of thought.

Why did I suddenly think of the one in the photo album?

but.

Qi Xiaowen did not explain the meaning.

He just put his hands on Miss Jiang's arms, and said coquettishly with curved eyes:

"Oh, why so many whys? Do you want to take the photo or not?"

"Oh, clap, clap."

talking.

Miss Jiang reached out and pinched the young wife's face.

"Don't talk about photo booths."

"Even if it's a private room, I'll go with you."

"What is a private room?"

Uh.

Hearing the young wife's question.

Miss Jiang’s face twitched.

I couldn't help but want to slap myself.

Why are you talking about this?

"Cough cough."

"nothing."

"Just in the room..."

"Huh? How is Lao Guo flying in the sky?"

"Lao Guo?"

"Flying in the sky?"

Qi Xiaowen subconsciously turned her head and looked outside the balcony.

The sky turned out to be clear.

There was not even a cloud in the sky.

See this.

She understood something instantly.

Look back.

She snorted softly at the pretty figure running away happily.

"Don't run!"

"You won't explain it to me today!"

"You're dead!"

Done.

He stamped his feet, took a step forward and chased after him.

For a while.

There were sweet giggles in the corridor.

The atmosphere of youth is everywhere.

noon.

Under the plane tree.

Because everyone is busy doing exercises and preparing for the class.

Fewer and fewer girls gathered.

Like today.

Only Miss Jiang and Zhu Xiaohui were eating skewers here.

wrong.

It should be Miss Jiang eating skewers.

Zhu Hui brought a drawing board.

Stand there.

He started painting the playground in front of him stroke by stroke.

"Hui Hui."

"Are you sure you want to draw the whole school?"

Hear sounds.

Zhu Hui lifted her hair.

Look back.

Look at the cute girl sitting cross-legged under the tree.

Smile.

"how."

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

"That was not what I meant."

"only."

Miss Jiang didn't finish her words, but her meaning was self-evident.

In this regard.

Zhu Hui also nodded.

Turn your gaze back to the drawing board.

"I know."

"It's popular to take pictures with cameras now."

“Quick and clear.”

“And film is easier to preserve than drawing boards.”

"But I think."

“The things that come out are always a little off.”

"It's hard to describe."

“So I wanted to try to draw the school by hand.”

Is that the case?

Miss Jiang nodded, not quite understanding what was said.

But then.

She thought of a sentence she had seen somewhere before.

Say:
【What is photographed is the scenery, realistic photography. 】

【But only what is drawn is memory. 】

Well.

It makes sense.

Miss Jiang nodded.

this will.

She suddenly felt something.

Get up.

Came to Zhu Hui's side.

"Come."

"let me try."

at the same time.

Qian Qiao just bought a bunch of snacks from the school supermarket.

then.

When she was carrying a plastic bag.

Passing the playground.

At a glance, I saw the beautiful figure under the paulownia tree not far away.

Long hair flowing.

Sit quietly in front of a standing drawing board.

Hold the pen with one hand.

He looks so focused that I don't know what he is drawing.

Overlook.

Like a fairy descended to earth.

There is a kind of beauty that transcends the mundane.

Just one glance.

Qian Qiao couldn't move anymore.

Stand quietly.

Admiring.

And someone like her.

There are several on the playground.

They were all watching from afar.

But no one came close.

It seemed as if it was afraid of disturbing this beautiful scene.

...

A good while.

Qian Qiao couldn't help it and walked over.

however.

As she hurriedly walked behind the fairy.

When his eyes turned to the drawing board.

In an instant.

Her brows jumped.

"This is."

"Chicken pecking rice picture?"

A quarter of an hour later.

Music teacher's office.

Qian Qiao almost poured out all the snacks in his store in front of Jiang.

Finally, a light "hum" was heard in return.

See this.

Qian Qiao let out a small breath.

"Teacher Jiang Jiang."

"sorry."

"I really didn't know you were drawing an eagle spreading its wings."

"You're still talking!?"

Miss Jiang said this and was about to pick up something from the table and throw it over.

The result was a piece of Lindt.

She couldn't bear it.

Replace with the next one.

Fruit jelly.

Still reluctant.

Finally, I could only turn my head away.

Sulking alone.

now.

Qian Qiao also probably figured out Miss Jiang's background.

He scratched his head with a silly smile.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore."

Done.

She changed the subject.

"My dad asked me to thank you for what happened to Lu Guofeng."

"What kind of thanks do you want?"

"You can ask me anything."

grateful?

Tell you?
Miss Jiang slowly turned her eyes away.

Look at this little cutie dressed in professional attire.

He raised his eyebrows.

"Anything is okay?"

Listen to this.

Qian Qiao's little face was full of desire.

Lower your head slightly.

He uttered a soft 'hmm'.

See this.

How could Miss Jiang not know what this girl was thinking?

The corner of his mouth curled up.

"Then I want you..."

Having said this, he paused.

Looking at the little girl with a blushing face.

Miss Jiang's smile became even brighter.

The next sentence is straightforward.

"Dad helped me develop business in Beijing."

"How about it?"

The words fell.

Qian Qiao’s pretty face froze.

Then she pouted her lips.

"understood!"

"'Shi Ning Ji', right?"

"I'll call my dad right now!"

Done.

She fished her cell phone out of her pocket.

Just made a phone call directly.

Then she pouted, turned her face away and waited for the call to be connected.

Open your mouth and say:

"dad!"

"Jiang Ning asked you to help her expand the market in Beijing!"

however.

Qian Qiao hadn't finished her next sentence yet.

The phone was taken away.

The next second, a sound like a clear spring came to her ears.

"Boss Qian."

"Make a deal."

"If you let your daughter follow me."

"What are the requirements?"

All of a sudden.

Qian Qiao's eyes lit up.

The kind that is extremely dazzling.

.........

in fact.

Qian Qiao is a very capable girl.

Highly educated.

There are resources.

Straightforward personality.

Good at handling chores.

This can be seen especially from the fact that she can manage Miss Jiang's considerable fan base by herself.

This girl's ability is not low.

And most importantly.

This girl is her die-hard fan.

The trust level is maxed out.

So before the Chinese New Year, Miss Jiang prepared to arrange a position for this girl in the company.

But who would have thought.

A public health incident occurred.

This caused the matter to be delayed.

And now.

This girl is here.

Miss Jiang will definitely try to keep her.

after all…

The college entrance examination is coming.

She will leave Jiangzhou in a few months.

Don't arrange some things.

The market is unstable at this point, and subsequent expansion is also a problem.

Fortunately.

Old Man Qian readily agreed to Miss Jiang's proposal.

We are even thinking about in-depth industrial cooperation.

Bring Mingsheng Group’s products to Beijing.

Not a bad idea.

Miss Jiang also readily agreed.

And he promised to go to Beijing in person during the summer vacation.

that's it.

Another thing is settled.

Miss Jiang once again entered a state of waiting for the college entrance examination.

------

6 month 1 number.

Children's Day.

There is less than a week left until the college entrance examination.

There was a sense of tension everywhere in the class.

Even Miss Jiang, who has no oil and no desire.

All in this environment.

I had no choice but to immerse myself in the ocean of knowledge.

only…

This ocean is a bit deep.

There were drowning guys everywhere.

For example, Ye Xiaoniu at the next table.

Don't know when it started.

This girl actually started reading books all day long.

Chinese, mathematics, English...

Start watching from the first year of high school.

Now I am only in the second semester of high school.

Follow this pace.

I’m afraid it’s before the college entrance examination.

This girl can finish reading all the books for senior high school.

but.

Watch it for yourself.

I don’t know how much knowledge this girl has memorized.

but.

Miss Jiang was still very curious.

What on earth happened to make this girl become like this?

Here comes the problem.

This girl is very hostile towards her now.

It was as if I had stolen her man.

Oh, right.

Speaking of men.

Those guys in school recently.

Each of them looks like they have some serious illness.

Yearbooks, notebooks, paper cranes, love letters and the like were thrown to Miss Jiang for free.

Something like graduation is approaching.

I don’t want to leave any regrets in my youth.

Uh huh…

And Lao Guo too.

In the past, this kind of thing would be confiscated when seen.

It's called helping an official.

just now.

Forget about this guy.

Some people even used this to tease Miss Jiang.

What love letter is not well written?

There must be a big secret inside the thousand paper cranes.

Suggest returning it after a few years.

It's full of the feeling of watching the fun.

What the hell.

At this time.

Miss Jiang suddenly found something on her sleeve.

I couldn't help but look back.

"Yena."

"what!?"

"Your hair is flying here."

"Bullshit! Is my hair as long as yours?!"

Also.

Miss Jiang glanced at her hair.

It’s almost above my chest.

As for Ye Xiaoniu's hair, which was red and black, you could only see her chest.

but.

When Miss Jiang picked up the hair on her sleeve.

"have a look!"

"Red!"

"Is it yours?"

result.

The voice just fell.

Then Ye Xiaoniu turned around.

He grabbed the hair with lightning speed.

Then he stuffed it into his drawer.

The whole movement was smooth and fluid.

Without a pause.

"Have it?"

"Where did the hair come from!?"

OK OK.

Looking at Ye Xiaoniu with a proud look on her face.

Miss Jiang couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

You are awesome.

however.

Just when Miss Jiang was about to pick a fight with Ye Xiaoniu again.

Lao Guo, holding a stack of documents.

Walked to the podium.

"classmates."

"Be quiet."

"Now for an announcement."

Hear sounds.

Everyone's eyes turned towards the podium.

then.

I saw Lao Guo picking up one of the documents in the stack.

“This is a letter of commitment for honest examination.”

"Everyone sign according to the catalogue."

“Don’t sign the wrong one.”

...

"teacher!"

"Can I not sign it?"

A certain student who was seeking death spoke again.

The result was a cold stare from Lao Guo.

"how?"

"Could it be that you have an idea?"

talking.

Lao Guo slapped the table.

The voice suddenly became a little stern.

“The college entrance exam is a big deal.”

“It’s a turning point in everyone’s life.”

"So, the teacher is here to advise you."

"Don't be confused."

"The teacher would rather see you in school next year than have you take this step!"

The warning is direct.

Regarding the current educational environment.

There are really not many people who dare to take this step.

At most it's just a matter of eyesight.

As for the rest.

Anyway, Miss Jiang has never seen it.

------

that's it.

Another week has passed.

Two days before the college entrance examination.

School is on holiday.

Let all students go home and adjust their condition.

of course.

The main reason is that Jiangzhou No. 1 Middle School is the examination venue.

Go home early for the holiday.

Just to clean up the examination room.

In this regard.

The students had no objection.

They left the school carrying their admission tickets and large and small bags of stuff.

"Ginger ginger!"

"Do you want me to ask my dad to help you?"

At the school gate at this moment.

Miss Jiang was standing on the side of the road, guarding a military green snakeskin bag.

Facing the slightly expectant face of my young wife.

Although I am a little moved.

But she still shook her head.

"Thanks."

"My mom will be here soon."

"You go back first."

...

moment.

I watched my young wife's car gradually disappear in the crowd.

Miss Jiang sighed softly.

She was indeed waiting for her mother.

Because when I called you last night, I specifically mentioned the time when school would be over today.

As a result, I saw my classmates saying goodbye to Miss Jiang one after another.

She also rejected one invitation after another to go home.

It seems that I have been waiting for nearly half an hour.

But my mother hasn't appeared yet.

I can't help it.

She was about to pick up the phone and ask.

But this time.

A familiar car.

Stopped by the roadside.

then.

The figure of my eldest cousin walked out of the car.

Then he quickly came to Miss Jiang.

"Feel sorry."

"It's late."

See this.

Miss Jiang couldn't help but ask.

"Why are you here?"

"Where's my mother?"

Hear the words.

Tian Wenhao seemed to be hesitant to speak.

But he still bent down and helped Miss Jiang carry the snakeskin bag containing some daily necessities.

"Tell me in the car."

In a word.

Miss Jiang frowned immediately.

but.

She didn't say anything.

Following my eldest cousin, I walked towards the car.

then.

After the snakeskin bag was put in place, both of them sat down at the same time.

Miss Jiang asked quietly.

"Go ahead."

"What happened."

Hear this.

Tian Wenhao's voice paused.

"My aunt fell down while riding her bike."

"He is in the hospital now."

"I just called and asked me to pick you up from school..."

Suddenly.

Miss Jiang's pupils shrank.

"Falling?"

"How did you fall?"

"Is it serious?!"

Asked three times in a row.

Plus Miss Jiang’s anxious attitude.

Tian Wenhao quickly comforted:

"it's okay no problem."

"It was just a scratch."

"From the tone of my aunt, it shouldn't be serious."

“It’s just that I can’t ride an electric bike anymore.”

"So let me pick you up..."

Is that the case?

Miss Jiang frowned.

Although I feel reassured by what my cousin said.

But she knows me very well.

I know that this old woman usually only reports good news and not bad news.

If it's just a skin injury.

Just based on my personality.

I'm afraid he has already been holding the bike and rowing to school.

and so…

"No rush to go back."

"Which hospital is my mother in?"

"Let's go take a look first."

.........

(End of this chapter)