Xiao Zuo knew that his master had come to his aunt these two days and was in a bad mood.

[Master, what day has your aunt been here?]

"On the third day?" Leng Qianxun didn't remember it either, it was almost the same!

But why does she feel that it has been so long for a century?

[Only, it takes one week to come to your aunt, and then you still need four days.]

"What? I was cleaned in my previous life in just four days."

[That's because your current physique is different.]

"The physique is different? Then I won't give me a year or two, right?" It's terrifying to think about it.

But why did Xiao Zuo’s seven days make her feel a little overwhelmed?

Because just because she is still discharged from the flood below, she is simply unable to contain it.

[Master, you may be able to see me when your aunt passes.]

In order not to make the owner feel like he is living a life of age, Xiao Zuo can only give the owner one expectation.

"Okay, after you said this, I'd better take the opportunity to practice quickly!"

At this time, Ye Wushang, who was next door, returned to the room, picked up his cell phone and pulled out a phone, "Don't accept any boys who transferred to the school during this period."

"Uh?" The old principal had not reacted yet and had already hung up the phone.

Don’t accept boys who transfer to school? Why? This is not within his jurisdiction, why are you interested in getting into it?

Even though he thought so, the old principal still sent a notice to the office director.

In the afternoon's competition, Fang Yichen unexpectedly failed to participate, allowing Emperor No. 1 to win the championship.

Others may not know why he gave up the game? But Ling Xiaofeng was the one who understood the most from beginning to end.

His ultimate goal is to fight Shang. Now that the winner is decided, how could he care about that game?

At this time, the office director had just hung up the principal's phone number, and the phone on the other side immediately rang.

"Hello! Director, I am Fang Yichen from Phoenix No. 2 Middle School. I want to transfer to Emperor No. 1 Middle School. What procedures do I need to go through?" Fang Yichen's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Uh? This..."

For a moment, the office director was a little embarrassed. First, he had just received a notice from the principal; second, if such talents flowed into Emperor No. 1 Middle School, it would be a big deal, so he had to be unfair.

"Hmm? Is there a problem?" Fang Yichen on the other side didn't hear the answer he wanted. He raised his eyebrows. He was now a hot potato. Other schools wanted him to join.

"Oh! No problem, I'll ask the principal first and then give you a definite answer."

The office director really didn't want to refuse. Anyway, the notice had just been issued and had not been implemented yet, and such a talent came in, so the old principal could not disagree.

"Okay, please come soon."

Fang Yichen hung up the phone, and the office director here immediately called the principal.

Ring ding ding ding ding !

"Hello!"

"Principal, I have a good thing and a bad thing here. Which one do you want to listen to first?" The office director still felt that he would give the principal a suspense first and to swell his appetite.

"Let's talk about bad things first, and then use good things to suppress shock." The old principal paused and said, "If it's our championship, it's exempt."

Not to mention Emperor No. 1 Middle School, even several schools already know this.

"Of course not."

"Then you tell me."

"Then let me tell you! The bad thing is that you just issued a notice to prevent a person from transferring school."
Chapter completed!