After coming to a conclusion, Su Nan was stunned when he looked at the result.

She knew that Zhou Qian's living expenses had been deducted, but this ...... Not really, right?

Isn't there enough to eat for three thousand and five months?

This is almost the year of the Confusion Awards.

Zhou Qian wanted to stay in the infirmary to replenish blood and protein or something, and Su Nan had no need to stay.

After thinking about it, Su Nan went to find Wu Hui first.

Qingxi High School has a rule that every homeroom teacher must be on duty at other times except for meal time.

So Su Nan found the head teacher without difficulty.

Wu Hui was even more stunned when he heard about it.

Of course, compared to the absurd idea that 3,005 is not enough to eat, Wu Hui prefers that Zhou Qian, the child, wants to use a hunger strike to protest to his parents.

In the final analysis, I am still unwilling to be deducted from my living expenses, but I can work hard.

Thinking of this possibility, Wu Hui was so angry that his nose was crooked.

Aren't all the hard work of parents for the good of their children? The result is good, and the person is still tossing on his own.

If it weren't for Zhou Qian's estimation that he was still unconscious at this moment, Wu Hui would have wanted to go up and beat up this dead child.

I don't care for my own body and still wait for my parents to come to feel distressed, what do I think in my heart for this kind of person?!

Wu Hui pressed his temples, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and still made a phone call to Zhou Qian's parents.

In any case, if something happens to a child at school, parents must be informed.

Hearing that Zhou Qian was in a coma, even Zhou's father couldn't help but get nervous.

Fortunately, it was evening, and Zhou's father didn't have any work to do, so he pulled Zhou's mother and the two hurriedly rushed to school.

Because the Zhou family is in a neighboring city, it will take about an hour and a half to drive over at the earliest, and it happened to be about the evening dismissal time of Qingxi High School.

Wu Hui thought about Zhou's mother's difficult strength, and suddenly there was an indescribable bad feeling in his chest.

However, Wu Hui still waved his hand at Su Nan and motioned for Su Nan to go to class first.

Su Nan seemed to be a little speechless and stopped, and finally pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

Back in the classroom, starting from Su Nan's "report", the mood of everyone in the class was quite complicated.

Look, that Popeye...... Ah no, Donkey Kong, she's coming, she's coming, she's coming.

Among them, Song Tingchuan's face was the most ugly.

Heh, the female bandit is back.

Song Tingchuan was still sitting lazily, lifting his eyelids and glancing at his tablemate.

With delicate eyebrows and fair skin, she just stood there, and when she didn't speak, it was definitely a beautiful sight.

Well, Song Tingchuan didn't want to appreciate the beauty at this time, his attention was only on the four words "fair skin".

Very good, the face is not red and not panting.

Su Nan, Su Nan, it is worthy of you.

Song Tingchuan remembered his first impression of Su Nan, and his mood was a little complicated.

He didn't know whether to blame Su Nan himself for being too deceptive, or to blame himself for being clumsy, in short, it was just one sentence-

In the future, he will compete with this girl to him as a dog.

His father always said that he was lazy, look, he was rarely diligent once, and he was disliked and troubled.

It turns out that he was not born to work.

The math teacher is even more uncomfortable.

Seeing Su Nan come back alone, he knew that Zhou Qian should indeed not pretend to be dizzy.

Thinking that he almost blamed this child, Hu Qiang felt guilty for a while.

Due to the class time, Su Nan returned to his seat first, and did not mention Zhou Qian's matter, and Hu Qiang couldn't waste everyone's time to ask, so he could only continue the class.

A math lesson, just stumbling past.