The host wants to be human today

Chapter 1220 Can seniors do whatever they want 17
As if thinking of something, a smile appeared in the boy's eyes.

The people sitting below watching this scene:? !

Can someone actually make this boss feel better?
With the boy's outstanding appearance and grades, it is not difficult to be famous in school, but the reason why the other party can survive safely until now is because of his character.

It's fine if you always have a calm appearance to the outside world, if you accidentally provoke it, the price will not be so high.

I still remember a girl who came to the student union office after pestering her last year, and was tortured for a whole week afterwards.

After all, as a college student, it is very common to be late, leave early or be absent from class. It’s okay to be covered up by the study committee for ordinary small things, but why are you doing something wrong? You just offended the chairman of the student union, and those things are put on the bright side .

What should be deducted is deducted, and what should be reported is reported, so that person is brought to talk by the instructor every day.

Hiss, this psychological pressure.

Coupled with the obvious background, she was completely unattainable, and the number of girls who dared to confess their love became less and less.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder when they thought of the scene of the boy staring blankly at him last year.

At this time, Song Qihuai had also finished the conversation and put down the phone.

Seeing the wandering faces of everyone, he tapped on the table with his fingers and spoke in a warm voice.

"Continue, the minutes of the meeting will be handed in."

A group of people came back to their senses suddenly, and then they talked about yesterday's situation dryly, and at the same time, they missed the teacher who managed the student union in their hearts.

The ghost knows why facing the teenager is so stressful.

Maybe this is the aura of the superior?

...

It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of get out of class that the boy put down the materials in his hand and nodded slightly.

"Let's end the meeting here, and I will hand over the materials to the teacher."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, greeted him and left in twos and threes.

Soon he was the only one left in the meeting room, and after tidying up the things in his hands, Song Qihuai leaned back, with a lazy expression on his face.

【Reached? 】

The other party replied quickly.

[Just out of the teaching building. 】

Thinking about the confusion of a certain little girl, the teenager tapped the top of the screen with his fingertips.

[Which building is the class in?Stand there and don't move, I'm coming to you. 】

Looking at the words that appeared in the chat box, he put away his phone and got up, and locked the meeting room again.

the other side.

Seeing the little girl holding the mobile phone and typing, Fu Xia and the others looked curiously.

"Is someone coming to pick Tangtang up?"

Li Tang looked at them blankly, thought for a few seconds, and nodded seriously.

"Ah."

Everyone who thought she was going home didn't think much of it, and left after a simple greeting.

Looking at the crowd around her, the little girl wrinkled the tip of her nose, and simply sat on a chair by the hall, looking at her own toes in boredom.

It was still a long way from the building where the meeting was held, so that it was already 10 minutes after the boy arrived.

Song Qihuai stood in front of the teaching building and saw the little figure over there almost without looking carefully.

At this point in time, apart from the security outside the door, there were only two or three scattered people inside, and a certain little girl was among them.

She sat there obediently, because she had just finished class, she was still holding a schoolbag in her arms, and the doll pendant on the zipper shook twice from time to time, her little head was bit by bit, obviously dozing off.

The sun outside the glass wall shone down, making even the strands of hair shine extraordinarily bright.

Staring at her, the boy lowered his eyes and couldn't help sighing.

He probably knew why his friend called his daughter.

I don't know where the good baby came from, and no one would doubt it at all when he was in high school.

(End of this chapter)