Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

Hetian Dachuan looked at the cell phone that kept ringing on the table, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Picking up the phone and pressing the answer button, an anxious voice immediately came from inside, "Lord, the company's stock is plummeting, the company's system has been hacked, and the entire system is paralyzed."

The mobile phone in Hetian Dachuan's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and the whole person stood there in a daze. Who the hell did Junye provoked to be so terrifying?

The sun is shining, the autumn wind is breezy, the pedestrians are in a hurry on the road, and the stream is endless.

Qin Yushen parked the car at the school gate and looked at Song Yanning, "Call me if you have anything."

"Yeah." Song Yanning nodded with a smile, picked up her schoolbag, pushed the door and got out of the car, and waved to Qin Yushen, "I'm in."

"Okay." Qin Yushen watched Song Yanning's beautiful figure entering the campus, until he couldn't see it again, then took back his gaze and drove away.

"Did you know? There will be a transfer student in our class today."

"Isn't No. 1 Middle School not accepting transfer students?"

"I heard that the other party passed the school's entrance exam, and the school made an exception."

"Is the transfer student a boy? Or a girl?"

"It seems to be a girl. I don't know what she looks like. Don't pull down our appearance."

Song Yanning looked at the sign at the door of the class and walked in.

Noticing that someone came in, the classmates who were chatting turned to look. The moment they saw Song Yanning, the noisy class suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at Song Yanning blankly. This girl is also too beautiful. Comparing the first school beauty of the school with her, it becomes a joke.

Song Yanning didn't seem to notice everyone's scrutiny. She walked to the back door of the classroom and sat down in an empty seat.

"You can't sit here." A boy in front of Song Yanning turned his head and looked shyly at Song Yanning.

"Is there anyone here?" Song Yanning looked around and found that there were two vacancies besides this one. She prefers to sit in the last position. In elementary and middle school, she always sat in the last position, because it is quiet and unobtrusive.

The boy blushed and shook his head, "No, it's Cheng Shao's rule." He had never spoken to such a beautiful girl before.

"Young Master Cheng?" Song Yanning raised her eyebrows and looked at the boy who had approached, with a height of nearly 1.9 meters and a grim face.

The boy sitting in front of Song Yanning suddenly felt a chill, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Cheng Feng beside him, "Cheng... Young Master Cheng..."

Cheng Feng glanced at the boy coldly and looked at Song Yanning, "Please change your position."

"This is your position?" Song Yanning asked.

"No." Cheng Feng shook his head.

"Since it's not, then this is my position in the future." Song Yanning finished speaking, ignored Cheng Feng, and started to organize her books.

"I don't like sitting next to me, especially girls." Cheng Feng said coldly.

"Then you can change your position." Song Yanning put the pencil case on the table, took out the Chinese book and read it.

"You!" Cheng Feng was at a loss for words.

"Get out of the way, don't block my sight." Song Yanning glanced at Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng wanted to say something else, but the bell for early self-study rang, and he could only walk back to his seat helplessly. Anyway, since it was a long time coming to Japan, he would definitely drive Song Yanning to another seat.

The head teacher walked in with the book. She looked around at the crowd, and her eyes fell on Song Yanning, "Song Yanning, come up."