Madam Han, Your Vest Has Fallen Off

Chu Ning found Xia Dingwen with the unfilled registration form, and patted the registration form on the table in front of him.

Xia Dingwen, who was admiring a small pile of jade from Chu Ning, was taken aback by this sudden movement.

Just about to lose her temper, when she saw Chu Ning, her face was immediately filled with smiles.

"It turned out to be classmate Chu Ning, but I have a question that I don't know. Want to ask the teacher for advice?"

Although he didn't think Chu Ning really had any questions that she couldn't do, he politely asked her to sit down and talk, and quietly covered the jade with a book.

Xia Dingwen can also be said to be an authority in the field of mathematics, because the National Mathematics Group considered finding and developing talents in mathematics, so Xia Dingwen was transferred to middle school teaching.

Xia Dingwen also has an independent office, this is it, but he usually stays in the large office most of the time.

"Talk about it." Chu Ning remained the same two words, motioning to show him the registration form on the table.

Xia Dingwen shifted his gaze to the piece of paper that Chu Ning had photographed, and after looking at it, he felt that there was no doubt, except that there was a little blank on it.

I don't understand why Chu Ning took this blank registration form to talk to him.

You must know that he is showing her a chance to show her. This is a place that others want to fight for but can't get it.

Chu Ning said, "I didn't agree to go."

Hearing what Chu Ning said, Xia Dingwen exclaimed with excitement: "Why don't you agree with such a good opportunity! And you are so good at math and have such a great talent, so you shouldn't be buried."

"And if you successfully qualify to participate in a national math competition, then even if you win the last place in the competition, you have the chance to be sent to Beijing University."

Xia Dingwen almost didn't say that you don't rely on your **** grades, even if you are a specialist, there is no hope.

No matter how Xia Ding's literary theory persuaded, Chu Ning did not speak, or even wavered her mind.

Xia Dingwen was almost killed by this student who thought he was not a climate.

If you have taken the gel pen on your own initiative, you have to fill in the registration form: "If you don't fill it, I will fill it for you. Anyway, you have to go to this math competition if you don't."

"I can abstain." As soon as Xia Dingwen filled in Chu Ning's Chu character, he heard Chu Ning's maddening words.

Xia Dingwen put down the pen and took a deep breath to calm his riot.

"It would be a pity if you don't go with your talents, how can you be willing to go?"

This student is definitely the most difficult student since he taught. No one can ask for such a good thing, but what about her? The student is also asked to participate.

If it wasn't for her, bribery, bah, for her respect for his jade and a practice book so sensible, he wouldn't bother to take care of the bastard.

Chu Ning curled the corner of her lips, a faint smile spread out on her face, and she pulled the chair opposite him away with one foot, and sat down with a big thorn.

The corner of Xia Dingwen's eyebrows jumped, and he looked around at his familiar environment. That's right, this is his site, right?

Xia Dingwen drank slobber, facing this little bastard, you must calm down. If you don't calm down, you will lose.

Then he put himself in a big boss posture himself, and sat calmly in his work position.

"Let's talk about it, as long as it is not too excessive, I can agree to it, but you must use your own strength to get the first one."

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "Not only from schools, but also from the whole country, but also for international students. It is best to get the first place. Otherwise, there is no talk."

Originally thought that if this **** was willing to participate, even if it was to win a third place or an award for excellence, he would decide to be better to this student he hates in the future.

But he thought, only he thought.

This little **** is too unskilled, and even dared to threaten him with the registration form!