Discipline cute little sweet cat

The glance of the amber eyes made the principal and the dean tremble three times, but the smiling eyes made people feel cold for no reason, "But the quality of the students really makes me dare not compliment you, which shows the existence of your school's education. Big question."

Hearing this, the principal and dean of students were sweating all over their bodies, thinking that some idiot offended Young Master Mo, and they wanted to die!

The headmaster rubbed his hands, and asked flatteringly, "Well, what does Young Master Mo mean?"

"I know that Andrilie has a lot of students. No matter how dedicated the principal is, he can't do it all by himself. I can understand." Mo Jingfeng said with a smile: "So I just ask to change the class. There is no problem with the principal, right?"

Hearing this, the principal secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately replied: "Okay, no problem."

"Transfer Wang Xiaoyan from class one (a) of high school to area b with me, and remember to find a decent class."

"Ah, Young Master Mo, you haven't been three years... Ah, no problem, no problem, I'll do it right away." All doubts disappeared in the amber eyes.

"The headmaster really understands current affairs." He smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

After finishing speaking, Mo Jingfeng turned around and walked into the car. The moment the car door opened, the principal seemed to see a touch of tenderness on his face. He rubbed his eyes and thought he was wrong. When he opened his eyes again, , only dust billowing in front of him.

Suddenly, the dean behind him said in a daze, "Principal, I seemed to see Young Master Mo smiling very softly just now, ah, I must have misread it."

It turned out that I was not mistaken, the slender figure in the car must be the person named Luo Xiaoyan, I don't know how attractive it is.

"You read that right." The headmaster responded softly.

"Ah, principal, what did you just say?" asked the dean who didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, let's go, help Mo Shao with the transfer procedures."

The dean of instruction took another look at the place where the RV left, then followed the principal, and asked, "Principal, have you decided which class you want Mo Shao to go to in District B?"

The headmaster paused, thinking of what Mo Jingfeng said just now, he said leisurely, "Let's go to Class 3."

"Class 3..." the dean of students murmured a few words, not knowing the deep meaning in his long and narrow eyes.

It looked like the peace of the academy was about to be shattered.