Dear Commander-in-Chief

Feng Yangchu frowned more tightly: "Why did the registration form be submitted to the principal's office so early? What if there are students who haven't had time to sign up? You can't wait for students in the office if you are in a hurry for lunch? What's important! Besides, the list is handed over without showing me!"

The female teacher was scolded.

Some grievances: "Dean Feng, you didn't watch it in previous years, didn't you just say it casually?"

Because in the past few years, no satisfactory students have been recruited every time.

Even those with high test scores were criticized by Dean Feng as having high scores, low energy, and worthlessness.

Therefore, this special entrance examination was gradually regarded as a tasteless by Feng Yangchu.

No student can satisfy him!

They are all nerds who can only take exams!

What is it for?

Therefore, he has not cared about entrance exams for several years.

All the teachers from the bottom are working step by step, organizing exams in accordance with the tradition, and walking through the scene.

After Feng Yang had a temper, his beard twitched, and it was useless to know that he was angry with the teacher.

If the principal’s office has already printed the examination notice, arranged the examination number, and announced all the names, it would be too late!

Because the increase in candidates halfway will let everyone know that the candidates came in through the back door!

He hates things like going through the back door the most.

How could she make that little girl a person whom everyone talks about and despise?

After thinking about it, he dropped the registration form:

"The old man went to the principal's office personally."

Before the list is officially announced, sign up for that girl!

All the way to the principal's office.

Huh?

The principal is not there?

Sitting on the principal's office chair, Feng Yangchu flipped through the original official registration form of the School of Pharmacy.

Haven't waited to finish.

Just listen to the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, as if two students were talking.

One said: "Didn't you make a record for the style room?"

Another sighed: "Hey, I was kicked out halfway!"

"what happened?"

"That Gu Qiqi, I didn't see it, there is a background! I thought it was a poor girl from the country!"

"What background?"

"...A super handsome man, who speaks so powerfully! No one dares not listen to him, anyway, it is a super awesome boss... The principal is afraid..."

"Wow, is it her father?"

"Of course not. How could he be a father at that age? Besides, I heard Gu Xuexue and the others say that Gu Qiqi's father went to jail, and she was enrolled in high school by a man! She was admitted to our Imperial Military Medical University. Rely on strength!"

"Ah, I did this kind of thing at a young age, tusk..."

"Oh, how else can you convince the principal to let the principal—"

Feng Yangchu listened in the room, his face worsened as he listened.

Gu Qiqi's tutor is so bad?

Have a father in prison?

Was it a man who was still in high school?

What did she ask the principal to do for her? Did she go through the back door to make up her registration?

Unhappily.

The two students said it was a critical juncture, and stopped talking.

"Hello principal!"

"Principal, you are back!"

It turned out that it was the principal, Lao Er, who had just returned from the style room. Because he solved the problem of Gu Qiqi's being framed, he made the master happy, and he was also happy.

So seeing the two students dangling at the door, he was not angry, but smiled and said, "Well, good! Good!"

Push the door.

Seeing Feng Yangchu sitting at his desk.

More fun.

"Yo, Brother Chu...a rare guest."

Feng Yangchu rarely showed up, and the principal was quite surprised.

Feng Yangchu's face was dark, and his eyes fell on the piece of paper held by the principal Lao Er.

The more you look, the more it looks like a registration form!