Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

"Who fought?"

Dean Song Huairen's voice matched his appearance very well. It was deep and powerful, which inexplicably made people nervous.

Feng Qian stood up slowly under the crazy urging of the system.

She stared at the dean expressionlessly.

"I."

Song Huairen adjusted his glasses, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Feng Qian's eyes with a little scrutiny, as if he was trying to discern the truth from what she said.

He tapped his fingers on the table.

"Name?"

"The wind is shallow."

"Which class?"

Feng Qian blinked, searched his memory, Xu Butler seemed to be talking about Class A of the third year of high school?

"Wait, let me ask."

Feng Qian glanced at the dean, then lowered his head, under the sharp gaze of the dean, quietly took out the phone, edited a text message leisurely and sent it under everyone's gaze.

Feng Qian: Butler Xu, which class am I in?

Xu Shen, who was eating breakfast slowly at the dining table, was suddenly interrupted by a text message notification.

He frowned slightly, picked up his phone, and after seeing the message sent by Feng Qian, he instantly became depressed.

What?

Miss is still looking for a class at this time? !

He quickly returned a message.

Xu Shen: Miss, you are in Class A of Senior Three.

After receiving the message, Feng Qian took back the phone as if no one was there, looked at the dean, and said with a serious expression: "Class A, Senior Three."

System: Host, are you serious?

The three of Song Yi and the disciplinary committee standing aside were completely stunned.

Ji Mian couldn't help but look at Feng Qian sideways, his slender eyelashes drooping slightly.

she……

Is the wind shallow?

so cute.

And the dean ran away violently, "Feng Qian, right? I'm already in the third year of high school and I don't know which class I'm in. What are you doing? Girls, what's wrong with studying, if you want to fight, I'll contact your class teacher now. "

The little girl looked quite honest, but she didn't expect to be so uneducated!

You don't even respect your teacher!

Pissed him off.

Song Huairen glared at Feng Qian, muttered, and angrily dialed Feng Qian's class teacher's number.

Feng Qian touched his nose, a little innocent.

I felt like I was stared inexplicably.

in a minute.

"What? The first day of school today? The Feng family? Has a heart attack?"

Song Huairen pressed the phone and looked at Feng Qian strangely.

And heart disease?

Can't scold?

Ji Mian heard this too.

The slender boy silently glanced at Feng Qian, he lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under the eye sockets, covering the emotions in his eyes.

Does she have a heart attack...

Song Huairen gave Feng Qian a hard look.

This student is really outrageous.

What Song Huairen hates the most are these students who act recklessly because they are justified, thinking that the teacher can't do anything about them, what is the difference between relying on the old and selling the old!

Feng · Behavior · Shallow: "Teacher, can I go?"

The girl's voice is kind of cute.

Hearing the girl's words, Song Huairen's words got stuck in his throat.

He opened his mouth and glanced at the girl in front of him. She opened her eyes with water, which seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which aroused pity.

His voice gradually weakened: "Student Feng, you are a girl, you should pay attention to your image in school. Since you just came to the school to report today, I will not punish you. However, punishment is indispensable."

Feng Qian blinked his eyes, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

A little helplessly asked: "What punishment?"

Song Huairen saw that the girl's attitude of admitting her mistakes was not bad, so he didn't yell at her anymore, and said calmly: "After school, go and clean up the school playground."