Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

"That classmate, you, you get up first, don't sit in that position..." Xie Yushu said in a surprised voice. He left the podium directly and quickly walked to Fengjiu dance. He wanted to pull Fengjiu dance up. He didn't realize that he didn't feel the usual cold when he came to this seat today.

Feng Jiuwu frowned and was helpless. She just found a quiet place to sit, so she couldn't be quiet after class. Besides, Feng Jiuwu didn't stand up because of Xie Yushu's action. When Xie Yushu was about to touch her wrist, Feng Jiuwu avoided Xie Yushu's hand.

“……”

The atmosphere of time and space suddenly condensed, and the students present were afraid to go out, for fear of missing the biggest play of the year. The position of the woman was one of the biggest supernatural events in their whole school. The legendary ghost chair seemed to be cursed when sitting on that chair or one or two seats away from the chair, As soon as I entered there, there was a biting cold air drilling into other people's viscera. Later, I was seriously ill, and I was constantly unlucky.

This is also the reason why Xie Yushu was shocked. Fengjiu dance made her feel familiar, but she couldn't manage so much. She only knew that the ghost chair could never sit down again.

"Classmate, get up quickly," Xie Yushu was confused by the action of Feng Jiu dance and almost jumped angrily.

"I want to sit here." Feng Jiuwu spoke in a deep voice and looked at Xie Yushu seriously.

Xie Yushu was stunned and remained silent in the indifferent and bright eyes of Fengjiu dance. After a while, Xie Yushu resolutely shook his head. "Classmate, you really can't sit in this position. Hurry back to your class... How old are you, which department? What's your name? " Xie Yushu chattered a lot, and finally realized where the student came from.

"I'm a junior in Fengjiu dance, jewelry design and calligraphy." Feng Jiuwu seriously answered Xie Yushu's questions.

As soon as the voice of Fengjiu dance fell, the students present sobbed. Unexpectedly, this fairy like beauty is the famous school flower of their school. It is not because of her beauty or talent. It is because the gossip has never stopped in the past two years. Simplicity is troublesome. There is another more outrageous thing until now, As soon as they see Fengjiu dance, they will think of that speechless thing..

Xie Yushu opened his mouth and looked at Feng Jiu dance with an incredible face. "Feng, Feng classmate?" Xie Yushu patted her forehead. One day, she actually told her junior school director that Feng wanted to go back to school yesterday.

But Feng shouldn't be so beautiful, amazing and eye-catching.

Bah, bah, Xie Yushu felt that he was going to despise himself. He was fascinated by Feng Jiuwu's appearance and forgot the current situation.

"Feng, you are a student of this class. You should know that the seat is strange. You......" Xie Yushu really feels that he is not good. This Phoenix nine dance is really annoying.

"I'm going to sit here, I'll be fine." Feng Jiuwu sipped her mouth and looked at Xie Yushu seriously. Xie Yushu was angry. Xie Yushu turned and walked out of the class quickly, leaving a group of men and women in their twenties looking at each other.

The soul sitting behind the Phoenix nine dance was a little fuzzy, the big eyes on the facial features blinked, stretched out his little finger to poke the back of the Phoenix nine dance, and then stretched out his hand in fear. Gu Ling's strange little head turned and tilted his head, secretly glanced at the Phoenix nine dance, saw that the Phoenix nine dance ignored it, and a confused expression appeared on his round and fuzzy face.

After five or six minutes, a big bellied bald middle-aged man came in. With his small eyes swept, some whispering classes suddenly quieted down. The man finally focused on Fengjiu dance. His small eyes flashed a trace of light, "classmate Feng, please come with me."

Feng Jiuwu felt a little helpless. She just took a seat. Feng Jiuwu didn't say anything. She stood up and went out with the middle-aged man. The soul sitting behind Feng Jiuwu also wanted to follow up. After walking to the door, she couldn't go out. Feng Jiuwu turned around and bumped into a pair of poor big eyes.

Fengjiu dance turned around and followed the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man left Fengjiu dance and looked at the distance between him and Fengjiu dance. His round face showed a smile that he thought he was handsome. "Classmate Feng, are you much better?"

Feng Jiuwu gave a light hum, and the middle-aged man immediately choked. The little girl is really like a rumored non talkative girl, but her whole body temperament is not like the lack of sense of existence in others' mouth. She is very noble, like a foreign princess.

Feng Jiuwu and the man came to an iron door. The middle-aged man pressed the wall, and the two iron doors slowly faded towards both sides. Feng Jiuwu stepped into the transparent compartment, looked curiously, looked at the slowly rising compartment, and looked farther and farther away from the ground. He was more and more surprised. The world was really different, She suddenly felt that it was good to live here.

The middle-aged man looked at the head of Fengjiu dance. Although Fengjiu dance had no expression on his face, the middle-aged man couldn't guess what Fengjiu dance was looking at. He thought of Fengjiu dance's silence and choked back if he wanted to ask.

The iron door opened slowly. The middle-aged man and Feng Jiuwu came to a spacious office. There was a man and a woman sitting in it. When she saw the man, Feng Jiuwu picked her eyebrows. She was surprised that this person would be there. One was Xie Yushu, the teacher of Feng Jiuwu class, and the other was the father of the original owner, her current father, Fengcheng.

With a straight back and dignified expression, Fengcheng, wearing a straight military uniform, heard two footsteps at the door, and his back was stiff. He looked at Fengjiu dance with sharp eyes. When he saw his daughter who wanted to communicate with her that day and night, his eyes flashed a trace of complexity.

Feng Jiuwu sipped her red lips. "Father, teacher" was a little awkward for her father.

Fengcheng's tall back trembled, and his expressionless face pulled, revealing a smile "dance" that doesn't look like a smile God knows how excited he is. He almost jumped up. For more than ten years, his daughter hasn't called him for more than ten years. Although it's different from what he called when he was a child, he still called his father. LAN Er asked him to pick up his daughter and said there was a surprise. Although he was very nervous, he still wanted to see his daughter.

“……”

After a few seconds of silence in the office, the middle-aged man smiled awkwardly. Why did he think it was strange? Feng's father came to him to pick up Feng's classmate home. Xie Yushu came to tell him that Feng sat in the ghost chair in their class and couldn't get up. She couldn't help it, so she asked him to go down and persuade him.

He was a little curious and directly asked Xie Yushu to entertain Fengcheng. He ran down to see the classmate so awesome