The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Pfft..."

Although he sympathized with Teacher Zhou's experience, the principal still laughed without conscience.

His shoulders shook violently, he suppressed a smile, and his face turned red.

"..."

Teacher Zhou's face was full of despair, his faint eyes fell on the principal, a few tears filled his eyes, and he felt pitifully aggrieved.

Unfortunately, this look of resentment did not arouse any pity from everyone.

"Teacher Zhou, are you being coquettish to the principal?"

"Maybe."

"Pfft..."

Hua Qiqi and Si Xian also laughed. These two were more arrogant and didn't know how to be secretive at all.

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"Please Gu Qingyun and Zhang Minyi from Class 1, Grade 3, please come to the principal's office immediately."

"Broadcast the report again. Please ask Gu Qingyun and Zhang Minyi from Class 1, Grade 3, to come to the principal's office immediately."

Bai Mo's voice reached every class in the senior high school teaching building through the radio.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what was going on today, and one by one they were invited to the principal's office.

Fu Zixian twisted her schoolbag behind her shoulder with one hand, "Do you mind if I come with you?"

Gu Qingyun looked embarrassed. She opened her mouth several times and finally closed it.

She sighed silently and slowly walked out of the classroom with her schoolbag on her back, her back carrying a strong aura of loneliness.

Zhang Minyi's eyes widened and he asked sternly in displeasure, "Why are you following us?"

"Let's watch a show." Fu Zixian didn't bother to find an excuse, rolled his eyes and strode after him.

"Who is it?"

He said it so confidently.

Zhang Minyi's mouth twitched, he kicked the chair in front of him violently, stamped his feet and ran out.

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In the principal's office.

Mu Changying held the tea that Si Xian had just brewed with both hands, and opened her mouth to take a sip.

The fragrance of tea is quiet, and the rich fragrance of tea fills the tip of the nose.

This guy is usually very carefree, but it's hard to tell that he has good skills in making tea.

"The level is pretty good." She took a few sips, her unhappy mood disappeared, and she felt happy.

Si Xian received the praise and puffed out his chest proudly, his eyes shining brightly, "Hey hey hey...my grandpa taught me these."

Grandpa is quite famous in the tea ceremony. Naturally, he has been talking about it since he was a child, and he has learned more or less the essence of it.

"It's just that this tea is not that good. Next time I will make a good Dahongpao for you, Sister Ying."

"..."

The principal smelled the quiet fragrance of tea, with a hint of resentment in his eyes. This tea was already the best in his office.

He swallowed and wanted to ask for a drink but was too embarrassed to open his mouth.

Mu Changying pursed her lips, raised her chin slightly and pointed in the direction of the principal, "Si Xiaoxian, pour a glass for the principal."

Si Xian felt a little unhappy, but he still stepped forward obediently, "Okay."

Sister Ying must have her reasons for doing this.

"It smells so good." The principal took a sip of tea and couldn't help but admire it.

The taste is so good, sweet with a hint of bitterness, but not too harsh.

Mu Changying held the hot tea and took another sip. Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on her face, "Principal, you are soft on others and short on others."

It's difficult to get off the pirate ship.

She did not shy away from "poaching" in front of Teacher Zhou openly and openly.

"..."

Hua Qiqi curled her lips. In fact, this principal was an old hand who made peace with others.

Even if he didn't drink this cup of tea, he would definitely be on Sister Ying's side.

After all, Sister Ying only let him drink the tea made by Si Xiaoxian because she saw how pitiful he looked at her.

Hua Qiqi shook her head, "Hey, Sister Ying is really a kind-hearted little fairy."