Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Mr. President is thoughtful.

The itinerary is a bit full.

But... you can compress the time.

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Feng Qian returned to China to study directly in her junior year.

Freshman and sophomore courses, the original owner has already completed self-study abroad.

The junior year's courses are not very full.

Feng Qian tapped to the classroom where the class was held.

The girl came a little late.

The classroom is almost full of people.

Feng Qian had already taken off his sunglasses when he was at the door of the classroom.

The girl has a small face and is wearing a pink backpack.

Looking at the crowded classroom with dark eyes, he behaved well.

Feng Qian silently walked through the aisle to the back row.

The girl randomly found an empty seat and sat down.

"Student Feng."

Feng Qian had just sat down when the boy in the front row turned his head and said to her.

Feng Qian raised his eyes.

It was the boy in the principal's office that day.

"Um."

Feng Qian responded politely.

The other party had a gentle smile, and his voice sounded very comfortable: "Student Feng is new here, so you can ask me if there is anything you don't understand."

He was very impressed with this girl.

In the principal's office.

The other party was wearing sunglasses, obedient and quiet.

The exposed chin is delicate and white.

Now that I take off my sunglasses, I look even more beautiful.

He almost didn't recognize it either.

Fortunately... the temperament of the girl is very recognizable.

The headmaster personally registered the other party in school, and the girl's status is not low.

However, the principal did not reveal the identity of the other party to him.

Xia Yang didn't have any other ideas.

I just think this girl is well-behaved, beautiful and very pleasing.

Nobody can dislike her.

It's great to be able to make friends.

"thanks."

Feng Qian glanced at the other party, then lowered his head and took out the textbook from his schoolbag, and slowly spread it on the table.

Open.

Preview what's to come.

Xia Yang watched the girl's movements and thought to himself: She is really a serious and well-behaved girl.

After a few glances, he turned around.

The teacher arrives at the class on time.

Feng Qian listened quietly the whole time, jotting down important points in the book from time to time.

system:"?"

Did it encounter a fake host?

So diligent and conscientious...

The system thought about it and asked

Feng Qian said: "There's nothing to do, let's pass the time."

and……

She is not sleepy.

system:"……"

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At the end of the morning class, everyone in the classroom began to pack their things.

After Xia Yang packed up, he turned to look at the girl.

He tried to make an appointment: "Student Feng probably hasn't eaten in the school cafeteria yet, I can take you to have a taste."

"School canteen?"

Feng Qian blinked.

"Yes, today I have a treat."

Xia Yang is polite and gentle.

Feng Qian thought for a while, and suddenly there was a vibration in his pocket.

The girl lowered her head and took out her phone.

An unknown number.

Feng Qian looked down and pressed the answer button.

A man's hoarse and pleasant voice came from the phone.

"Shallow."

Feng Qian froze for a moment, blinking her pitch-black eyes.

"elder brother?"

"En." Yan Sheng replied.

"Is get out of class over?"

The man in the presidential palace was leaning against a black leather chair, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a black signature pen in the other, playing with it carelessly.

Amber eyes calmly stared at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He looked down at the time on his watch again.

this point.

It's almost time for get out of class to end.

The girl's obedient voice came: "Just finished class."

Yan Sheng's hand holding the pen stopped, and he put down the pen leisurely.

He said, "I'll pick you up."

"Um?"

Feng Qian was stunned.

Fragments come to pick her up?

Isn't he Mr. President?

So... are you free?