The man known as Young Master Ji was about twenty-seven years old, dressed in an expensive black suit, with a tall, slender figure like a model, walking toward everyone with a steady pace.
His eyebrows were exquisite, his thin lips were crimson, and a sharp light flashed from time to time in his dark eyes, announcing to the outside world that he was not just a gentle gentleman, but an emperor among men, strategizing and controlling the situation.
Just by appearing, he had already made many girls' eyes turn into hearts, falling in love.
Yet he looked straight ahead, extremely cold.
"Vice Principal Han, in the three years I have been studying abroad, you seem to have done quite a few good deeds at Flying Bird." Shangguan Qinglin walked toward the vice principal on stage.
Although he was not tall due to a physical defect, his aura was not weak at all.
It was just that, set against his baby face, there was always a strange and captivating sense of incongruity.
"P-Principal, didn't you say you would rest for a day after getting off the airplane and only return tomorrow?" The vice principal took half a step back.
"Just out of the airport, I was dragged to school by a certain young master; I had no choice." When saying this, Shangguan Qinglin glanced sideways at Ji Shen, his eyes filled with deep resentment.
Ji Shen replied with a smile.
He turned his head to look at Ye Wushuang.
In his line of sight, the young girl was wearing cheap clothes, head held high, chest out, looking down on the whole scene, completely different from the obedient girl in the file photos.
It must be said that she, like this, was more like the person who could save his grandfather.
He had arrived at Flying Bird Academy before the flag-raising ceremony.
Seeing that her situation was not good, he contacted his old friend and the principal of Flying Bird Academy, Shangguan Qinglin, as it was most appropriate for Shangguan Qinglin to come forward.
As it turned out, the person was brought over, and the young girl had also solved the matter.
Having watched the whole process, he did not feel very surprised.
After all, someone who could counter-kill a foreign assassin with bare hands would not be a weakling to be slaughtered by others.
Noticing Ji Shen's scrutinizing gaze, Ye Wushuang also began to observe Ji Shen.
First, this man's appearance was excellent.
Second, his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Ji Hanhai.
Associating this with the fact that his surname was also "Ji," Ye Wushuang guessed his purpose for coming to Flying Bird Academy quite accurately.
Thus, she looked away.
Except for completing her mission, she did not want to be related to irrelevant people.
Ji Shen raised an eyebrow.
She had actually only glanced at him faintly.
On the other side, Shangguan Qinglin was still questioning the vice principal: "I remember saying that Flying Bird Academy would never open a backdoor for any group or family, and students are only divided into classes according to their grades."
He had only been abroad for three years, and his subordinate had ignored the rules and let Ye Wushuang in.
He even ignored Ye Wushuang's grades and inserted her into Grade 12 Class 2, which had the second-highest average level.
This made him very angry.
"Old Master Shen, one of the school board members, begged me too many times, I really had no choice..." Cold sweat flowed down the vice principal's temples.
He couldn't say that Old Master Shen had given him too much money privately, could he?
"When a student has an incident, you don't ask about the process, you don't check the truth of the matter, and you directly issue an expulsion order. Is this also because Sun Hongxia begged you too many times?!" Shangguan Qinglin pressed step by step.
"I... I..." The poor vice principal, at his age, stammered for a long time and could not say a word.
"You are fired." The principal, who looked like a little boy, was merciless and turned to point at the students of Grade 12 Class 2:
"Grade 12 Class 2, everyone suspended for half a month, ten thousand word reflection!"
"Sun Hongxia, expelled from the school board!"
"Zhang Chao, expelled!"
Finally, Shangguan Qinglin came to Ye Wushuang, his tone much gentler.
"By reason, you are the one who suffered a grievance, and whether or not to post the recorded video is your power.
It is just that as the principal, I do not want the school and students to be subject to controversy and scolding just because of a small part of the people.
So, if you are willing not to post it, I can make an exception and let you continue to stay at Flying Bird, but according to your previous grades, you can only go to Grade 12 Class 7. Are you willing?"
"I can." Ye Wushuang nodded.
Her goal was just to stay at Flying Bird and win the Monthly Exam Champion; it didn't matter which class she went to.
"Good." Shangguan Qinglin nodded: "Except for Ye Wushuang, everyone else return to your classes and do your own jobs."
When the people had dispersed, Shangguan Qinglin called his friend: "A Shen, come to the principal's office later. I will treat you to the tea leaves I brought back from abroad. I heard this is the drink the Empress of their country likes the most."
"Looks like I'm in for a treat." Ji Shen's thin lips curled up slightly.
He strode with his long legs, and when passing by Ye Wushuang, he handed her a business card, his voice deep and elegant:
"Thank you for saving my grandfather. If you have any difficulties in the future, contact me."
This sentence might sound ridiculous and suspicious coming from someone else's mouth.
But coming from the mouth of the eldest young master of the Ji Family, it was a gold medal for life.
Ye Wushuang was not pretentious; she took the business card and left directly.
Ji Shen looked at her back view, a touch of appreciation rising in his eyes unconsciously.
Calm in the face of danger, unperturbed by favor or humiliation, possessing both courage and strategy, wild and confident.
Rarely does a girl possess so many advantages at the same time.
"What, have you taken a fancy to her?" Shangguan Qinglin made a small joke:
"This temperament is indeed a good match for you. How about you directly offer yourself to repay her for saving your grandfather's life?"
Ji Shen glanced at his friend, too lazy to reply.
"I put her in the class with the worst grades, why don't you have any opinion?"
He thought Ji Shen would find a way to send her to Class 1 or to some other better school.
"A sharp sword is hard to hide in a scabbard; Class Seven cannot trap her." Ji Shen said faintly, his narrow, long dark eyes flashing with a dark light.
"The evaluation is quite high? Let's go, drink tea."
When Ye Wushuang returned to Grade 12 Class 2, the classroom was already empty.
That group of students probably felt it was too shameful and were afraid to face her, so they packed their things and ran away early.
She packed her textbooks and walked toward Grade 12 Class 7.
Class Seven was quite special and was not in the newly built teaching building; this had to do with Shangguan Qinglin.
Before the school was renovated, there were not many students. Under the leadership of Shangguan Qinglin, the reputation of Flying Bird Academy grew larger and larger, attracting many new students.
This led to the fact that after the school was renovated, there were too many Grade 12 students to fit into the new classrooms.
The high-level officials held a meeting and decided that the old teaching building could still be used; it was just that the facilities were slightly old, and it was a little far from places like the cafeteria and the sports field, but everything else was fine.
Thus, the students of Class Seven with poor grades were naturally arranged into the old teaching building, separated from other classes by a small forest.
Ye Wushuang crossed the small forest, walking on the pebble-paved path, and the mobile phone in her pocket vibrated.
She took out her mobile phone, and the words that caught her eyes were "Automatic shutdown due to low battery."
As a cheap knockoff phone, being able to record video for such a long time was already its limit.
The screen soon turned black, like a mirror, allowing Ye Wushuang to see her own tired eyebrows and eyes.
After she saved Ji Hanhai last night, she didn't sleep again.
Speaking of which, it was speechless that the problem of being unable to fall asleep in her previous life had been reborn with her in the new body.
"Looks like I need to buy more sleeping pills." Ye Wushuang muttered to herself and tucked the phone back into her pocket.
If there was no help from medicine, sleep was a luxury for her.
Someone brushed past her, and the wind happened to blow from that person, and a faint fragrance entered her nostrils.
That fragrance was strange, not like a flower, nor like some kind of chemical agent; it was easy to ignore at first, but if you savored it carefully, it calmed the mind.
Her sleepiness was instantly hooked, more effective than ten thousand sleeping pills.
Ye Wushuang subconsciously grabbed the passerby's wrist, wanting to keep this fragrance, but when she looked up, she met a pair of ink-like eyes.
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