“…”

The strange feeling that came to Cheng Feifei's heart was replaced by the sense of victory obtained by the girl's action of standing up from her seat.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

Thinking:

I want you to give it, but this one is more than this seat.

Oh, no, I, Cheng Feifei, don't need you to let me...

But the next second, Cheng Feifei couldn't come out proudly.

The girl stood up, the skirt she put on her body was slightly wider, and the long black hair draped over her shoulders was slightly curly, just rightly reflecting what exquisite and noble laziness meant.

Her slender white hands gently took out the bag from the desk, picked it up, walked to the last row of the classroom, and found an empty seat to sit down.

The boy sitting next to her also followed her to the last row.

The movements are unexpectedly harmonious and pleasing to the eye.

At the same time, some unusual information was revealed.

It's a bit ambiguous.

Cheng Feifei: "..."

She stood there blankly, looking at the two seats that were free.

What kind of slutty operation is this?

Are husband and wife following?

She gritted her teeth and suddenly felt her face was so irritated.

Not only Cheng Feifei felt that even other girls also felt her face hurt.

"Yan Xueshen said that he was disgusted and didn't want to be a deskmate with Cheng Feifei?"

"This wave of slaps in the face are very powerful."

"Look, Cheng Feifei seems to be almost crying."

"As a matter of fact, the God of Learning is like a flower of the high mountain. It is not something that ordinary people can covet. If I am Cheng Feifei, I'm afraid I'll be too embarrassed..."

The students' whispers and daughter's aggrieved expression were taken in Cheng Qing's eyes.

Her eyes darkened, frowned, her face still had a gentle tone, and she asked slowly: "Student Yan, it was the teacher who asked Cheng Feifei to sit next to you. Are you... dissatisfied with the teacher's arrangement?"

"No." Yan Che replied.

Cheng Qing: "Then..."

Yan Che casually stuffed his schoolbag under the desk, raised his long black eyelashes lightly, and spoke with a clear voice: "Teacher, I'm not used to being a deskmate with others, and I have already informed the principal in advance."

As a god of learning, there are always some privileges in school.

The principal was very concerned about Yan Che. When he came to Ivy League School to report on the first day, he had already said that as long as he did not affect his academic performance, some of his requirements could be met as much as possible.

The principal had no reason not to agree to the small matter of changing seats, so he told him directly that he could make the decision.

Cheng Qing is the head teacher, and it is true that he is in charge of the "life and death power" of students in a class, but there is also a teaching director in charge of it.

Even the director has to listen to the principal, she is a little teacher...

I dare not ignore it.

Yan Che's words meant that she had no right to interfere in his affairs.

This is the first time Cheng Qing has seen such a crazy student in so many years.

Moreover, this kind of madness, in the bones, is not annoying at all with noble and elegant skin.

No wonder his daughter Cheng Feifei was devoted to him.

Cheng Qing pulled the corner of his mouth and decided to aggrieved his daughter and exposed the matter lightly. "Since the principal said it, let's give up the matter of changing positions. However, if you don't have such a thing next time, please say hello to your classmates in advance."

This is a vague blame for him.

Yan Che said in a low voice, "Yes."
Chapter completed!