Chapter 1140

He has no confidence.

No matter the expression or the eyes, the naked forehead revealed that his self-confidence and anxiety, even when he spoke and took the money, he was not confident enough.

Wu Lai coughed softly, motioned the students over there not to laugh, then looked at the boy and asked, "what's your name?"

"I..." the boy shrunk his head, as if he didn't even dare to say his name.

"It's all right, say it, so I can call you. Do you really want me to call you one brother at a time?" Wu Lai seemed to say to an old friend.

"My name is Ning Xin." The boy lowered his head and said, afraid to look at Wu Lai.

This guy... Wu Lai doesn't know what's wrong with this boy. Why is he so unsure? Don't you dare to look at others when you talk? It's too imposing. If you can't do it in front of people, let alone be liked by girls, boys won't like this boy, will they?

"Ning Xin, tell me, why do you want to learn this?" Wu Lai looked at him curiously and asked.

Hearing this, Ning Xin glanced furtively in a certain direction and immediately said, "because... Because..."

It seems that because of shyness, he can't finish talking all the time.

Wu Lai sighed, "I probably know... Wait a minute, Xiaomin is finished."

At this time, Xiaomin on the stage has finished singing the last sentence and waved to Wu Lai. Wu Lai also waved. Xiaomin was very happy to walk off the stage.

"Well, go on, let me ask you a question." Wu Lai looked at Ning Xin and asked, "what do you think is the difference between you and others?"

"I... not high..."

"How tall are you?" Wu Lai rolled his eyes. If he was tall, he could see at a glance that he was seven or eight meters tall. In Shashi, this height is very popular.

"178..." he said, "and I'm so heavy, almost 150."

Wu Lai rolled his eyes again. Of course, he knew that the boy was nearly 150 kilograms, but this guy, obviously, didn't look meat in his clothes, but just looked a little strong. Why did he think he couldn't do it?

"Then I'll ask again, do you have good grades?" High school students, in most cases, still get the first grade, and the rest will stand aside.

"The result is not very good. It's like eight or nine in the class..." the boy said weakly again.

Eight or nine? If he remembers correctly, Yin Xiaomin's class is a key class of the grade. Although Yin Xiaomin is so rebellious, her grades are not bad at all. Although she is not in the top ten of the grade, the top fifty of the grade is still OK.

Is she in the same position as this guy in the class?

"Very good." Wu Lai said, "isn't this a good result?"

"No... it's bad. I've never been in the top three..." Ning Xin muttered over there.

Wu Lai was speechless. What would people who didn't get good grades think if they heard it?

"Look at your family, it should also be good?" Wu Lai asked again, since this boy can casually take out a thousand yuan, the family is less said to be well-off, right?

"No... my parents are ordinary workers, so I often go out to work or do some business to make money as a tutor." Ning Xin shook his head.

Wu Lai opens his mouth. Is this guy a treasure boy?