The style of painting suddenly changed, from weird to such a funny side.
Chu Yao said that he had accepted incompetence, what happened that Murong Qingyan couldn't recognize his uncle "Okay, let's get down to business, don't be so cautious, sit down, drink saliva, and we'll talk slowly."
The principal heard Murong Qingyan's aggrieved voice, laughed and sat on the sofa in a chic manner.
It looks bohemian and a little unruly.
He picked up the tea he had already brewed and put it to his lips.
Sure enough, when they came, the temperature of the tea was just right.
He even smiled with satisfaction.
Chu Yao and the two of them had been in a circle, standing in a daze, knowing that Murong Qingyan touched Chu Yao lightly, and Chu Yao came to his senses.
She looked at the headmaster who was enjoying it so much, and sat down on the leather sofa helplessly and a little speechlessly.
"Headmaster, tell me if there's anything, we still have to wait to go back to class."
Chu Yao came back to her senses and spoke, in fact, she didn't want to stay here.
The atmosphere here made her feel weird, and she unconsciously wanted to leave, especially since the current headmaster exuded a smell of unknown meaning.
No matter how she said it, she felt that some conspiracy was slowly coming towards her.
The principal looked at Chu Yao, who had just spoken, with a smile, and slowly opened his lips, "An eldest lady of the Ling clan and the Xia family, a genius young master who has been cultivated and raised by our Murong family since childhood, and an agent of the underworld who is inextricably linked to the underworld."
One is sleeping with an enchantment in class, one is sitting on a seat obsessively watching the sleeping beauty sleeping in front of her, and the other is constantly holding her chin and wandering the world.
You say that three people like this say that they still have classes in front of me, will I believe it?"
The headmaster smiled and squinted at the three of them.
The three of them suddenly had a sense of being targeted by a hungry wolf.
Chu Yao and Ning Baobao shook their heads and looked at the unreal principal in front of them.
Murong Qingyan is okay, he is used to it, but there is a slight crack on his expressionless, indifferent and handsome face.
They didn't say anything more about going to class, and several pairs of eyes looked at the headmaster with bare stripes to see what else he had to say next.
The principal stood up, came to the player, then put it in, opened it, and everything was as chic as flowing water.
The picture began, and the broadcast of them and Shang Han entered the teaching building last night, disappeared from the seventh floor of the teaching building, and finally reappeared in the place where they had just disappeared after a long time.
And there are several female students and a teacher who have been missing for a long time.
Watch them line up in a circle, and then there's no more.
"Tell me, fortunately I saw this thing, if you let others think or see it first, can you afford the consequences?
The next time you do something, be sure to think about all aspects. ” If they hadn't just looked at the videotape in the principal's hand, they would have really forgotten about the corridor or something, and they would have installed a camera.
"Thanks, uncle."
"Thank you" "Thanks" After the principal finished playing, he took out the videotape and threw it to Murong Qingyan, and then said, "This is the only one, I have destroyed the security room, and now I will hand it over to you, okay, this matter is also settled, if you have anything you want to ask, you can ask it at one time, and it will bother me later." ” The headmaster sat down on his couch, lit a cigarette, put one hand on top of the couch, and said cynically. “”，。
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