When Wang Fu led Elder Nan to the chess room, Shen Jiao had just arrived.

She sat up straight, her posture resembling that of an elementary school student.

They look very obedient and well-behaved.

On the surface, he seems like a diligent student.

Old Nan snorted, thinking to himself that this girl was pretty, but she didn't seem very smart. No wonder she was fooled by that black-hearted fox Ji Yan.

However, being obedient doesn't put food on the table. There are countless people all over the world who want to be his disciple, and there are many who are even more polite than her.

Elder Nan did not change his opinion of Shen Jiao because of this.

On the contrary, because of her stunning beauty, people felt that she wouldn't be very talented in chess.

At the same time, Shen Jiao was also discreetly observing the white-bearded old man in front of her who kept glaring at her with his nostrils.

The Azure Sword Saint was also an old man.

However, the two are different. The Sword Saint of Qinglang has white hair and a youthful face, while Elder Nan is a proper old man.

In short, he's stubborn, but not as good-looking as Senior Brother Qinglang.

I'm ashamed to admit that spending so much time with a tyrant has only strengthened my "face-value" tendencies.

Shen Jiao immediately adopted the same attitude she would use when dealing with the security guard's grandfather at the community gate, starting with a brief self-introduction, "Hello, Mr. Nan, I am Shen Jiao."

Then he smiled, revealing eight teeth.

She was a master at using a smile to cover up her embarrassment.

"That's it?" Old Nan stared at Shen Jiao strangely.

These young girls, after introducing themselves, usually add a lot of flattering remarks.

Although he didn't like hearing it, he was still a little unaccustomed to the sudden omission of 10,000 words.

Wang Fu stood behind Elder Nan, blinking repeatedly and giving him meaningful glances.

Girl, here's your job: flatter me!

Shen Jiao suddenly understood and immediately gave Wang Fu a reassuring look.

"Elder Nan..."

Old Nan feigned disdain, but as expected, he still praised him.

Shen Jiao: "Hello, Elder Nan, my name is Shen Jiao. I am 173 cm tall and weigh less than 100 kg. My favorite color is all sorts of colors..."

He finished speaking and continued to smile.

He didn't forget to give Wang Fu a confident look.

how?

Is this comprehensive enough?

She has been introduced to her ancestors for eighteen generations; she is a law-abiding citizen!

Nan Lao: "???"

Wang Fu: "..."

Xi'an suddenly realized, "So that's what it means!"

The girl was very clever; she thought that Eunuch Wang wanted her to flatter him!

I need to keep observing her expressions and continue to emulate her!

Old Nan was immediately displeased. He had been waiting for so long, and this girl had been bragging for so long!

He found Shen Jiao even more displeasing: "What the hell are you laughing at? Don't think I'm as shallow as him. I don't buy into the idea of ​​making a living off looks."

His tone was extremely irritable.

His attitude was extremely disdainful.

Wang Fu blinked again.

Girl, now that you've finished praising yourself, it's his turn!

Quickly praise this grumpy old man!

Shen Jiao understood.

He immediately frowned, tilted his chin slightly, and adopted a look of displeasure, as if he were being asked to pay a debt.

Since laughing isn't allowed, she'll just have to be a little arrogant!

It seems this isn't the kind of honest, simple-minded older man like the gatekeeper's grandfather.

This must be the dean of students' grandfather. He dislikes everyone except the top students in the elite class and the top student in the whole school. In short—

They're not easy to deal with.

Nan Lao: "!!!"

I got angry and you didn't even say a word of praise to me, and you even gave me a dirty look?!

Wang Fu remained silent.

He wondered when Physician Liang would enter the palace, but he felt he might need to have his eyes treated.

And the girl also needs to have her head checked.

Xi'an's eyes were filled with admiration.

At the same time, Mr. Nan still had some doubts.

Whenever he spoke so sternly before, those delicate young ladies would burst into tears on the spot.

Why didn't you cry?

Now it was Shen Jiao's turn to be confused: "???"

So the threshold for the world's greatest chess master to pass on his chess skills is not based on chess talent, but on whether he can cry instantly?

But this matter couldn't stump her.

Shen Jiao immediately performed for the head of the teaching department's grandfather, showing her tears instantly like a fairy.

"Stop crying, stop crying, it's so annoying." Old Nan waved his hand dismissively.

This girl is exactly the same level of infuriating as Ji Yanren.

"Mmm-hmm." Shen Jiao's tears stopped instantly, and she nodded obediently.

She calmly wiped away the tears clinging to the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

The entire sequence of movements was extremely fluid.

There was no awkwardness or embarrassment from being deliberately made difficult.

Shen Jiao's calm demeanor displeased Elder Nan, who said fiercely, "Who are you giving that long face to? Do you still want to learn? If you don't, then get out of here. The most basic courtesy is to smile. Don't you even know that?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Jiao's mind was filled with the image of the head teacher standing on the podium during morning self-study, spitting as he spoke—

"Do you still want to study? If you don't, go home right now. Don't think you're so important to me. Even if you get zero on your tests, the school won't dock my salary!"

Shen Jiao always treated the dean's nonsense as nothing, and she immediately grinned at Old Nan.

It doesn't matter.

It's just a class on managing facial expressions; it's not like she's being forced to go through hell and high water. She can endure it for the sake of being number one.

Old Nan was extremely disgusted and almost couldn't help but laugh. To hide his emotions, he could only bury his head and drink his tea.

He thought to himself, "This little girl is quite patient despite her young age."

Those who can endure and retreat are capable of great things.

Wang Fu was a senior figure and could tell that Elder Nan was testing Shen Jiao.

Fortunately, the girl was carefree; most young girls wouldn't be able to withstand such teasing from Old Nan.

Xi'an, however, was different. She was just a simple-minded palace maid, and she was immediately filled with worry.

Old Nan is deliberately making things difficult for the girl.

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