Jian Xin would never sell himself, since his young boss was too rich. Earning a small amount of money was possible, but making a big amount probably wasn't feasible.
To Jiang Beiyu, being here as a public school teacher was also beyond Jian Xin's expectations. In his mind, Jiang Beiyu had nothing to do with being a public school teacher.
The fact that he had passed the teacher qualification exam was just absurd.
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Su Nanzhi slept until she naturally woke up, missing not only the Chinese language exam and lunch, but even perfectly skipping the afternoon math exam.
When she woke up, the familiar feeling of heaviness in her head and lightness in her legs was unmistakable. Su Nanzhi couldn't help but stretch lazily and found that the bed beneath her was pitifully small, nowhere near comparable to her custom-made king size, and it wasn't soft enough either.
