Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian: "!"

Sweep... sweep the playground?

The girl pursed her lips and looked sideways at Song Yi and the others.

unhappy.

irritable.

After a while, a light flashed in her eyes.

The corners of the girl's mouth raised an indiscernible arc, and the bad taste factor faintly expanded in the air.

She tilted her head, opened a pair of innocent eyes, and pointed at Song Yi aggrievedly.

"It was them who moved first."

Song Yi: "…"

what are you doing!

He immediately retorted: "Second uncle, don't listen to her nonsense, it's obviously her... who moved first." Seeing the faint glow in the girl's eyes, Song Yi's voice gradually softened.

What the hell!

about to cry?

Is this the same guy who just hit them?

Song Yi was here just now, and Song Huairen hadn't recognized it yet, but when he heard this voice, Song Huairen's face suddenly turned black.

He looked at the other party's blue and purple face, and the expression on his face was very ugly.

"Song Yi! What's the matter with you!"

Song Yi was so frightened by Song Huairen that he shut up immediately, not even daring to take a breath.

Song Yi lowered his head, always so arrogant, he could only shrink himself into a quail in front of his second uncle, like a primary school student admitting his mistake.

"Second uncle, listen to me..."

"Listen to what you say? Song Yi, as the young master of the Song family, if you don't study well every day, you know that you bully your classmates in school. This is not a once or twice! You should reflect on yourself! Your punishment is indispensable. After school at night, you guys The three also went to sweep the playground together."

Song Yi: "..." He glanced at Feng Qian, who had "I'm innocent" written all over his face, and gritted his teeth in anger.

After coming into contact with the terrifying sight of the dean, he shyly said, "Got it."

After dealing with the three, Song Huairen turned his attention to Ji Mian.

Ji Mian is a slender person with a cold temperament, and his face is even more beautiful.

It seemed that wherever he stood, he would immediately become the center of attention.

When Ji Mian came in, Song Huairen had already noticed him.

It's just that this kid has always kept himself safe and is a role model for the whole school, so he subconsciously thought that Ji Mian was just being implicated.

"Student Ji, I've delayed you for so long. It's nothing to do. You can go back to class first." Song Huairen's voice was obviously much kinder.

Feng Qian secretly glanced at Ji Mian.

The teenager stood there, as if automatically isolating everything around him.

The school uniform was meticulously worn, and every button was fastened tightly. He was silent, his eyes were distant, and his body exuded an air of noble indifference.

Well, the pieces look really good.

However, the dean is Song Yi's second uncle?

He didn't even favor Song Yi.

it's wired.

Also, he seems to be tolerant of debris.

Feng Qian blinked, probably in the eyes of all teachers, a good student like Fragment will never make mistakes.

However, Fragment is a scholar, but she is destined to be a scumbag...

Ji Mian heard the sound and glanced at Feng Qian lightly. Seeing the calm expression on his face, he didn't say anything and walked away slowly.

No need to argue any more.

The other party doesn't need it either.

The young man was in a good mood, and Wannian Bingshan rarely showed a faint smile on his face.

Let's help her tonight.

…

After Ji Mian left, Feng Qian also left.

High school class A.

Feng Qian stood at the door and stared at the door number for a while before knocking on the door of the class slowly.

Class A of Senior Three is the best class in the whole grade, and everyone is listening to the teacher's lectures attentively.

The English teacher in formal attire, standing in front of the blackboard, explained something in a pure and fluent English accent.

Until a sudden knock on the door interrupted the calm in the room.

Everyone looked at the door in unison.

Feng Qian was standing at the door, so many eyes staring at her, she felt very uncomfortable.

She asked politely, "Teacher, can I come in?"

The girl's voice is sweet, she looks beautiful, and she looks like a well-behaved and lovely girl.