The boss of the fast travel system will always be the boss

Chapter 447 Fanwai's body belongs to the country, and his heart is Xu Qing ([-]) This is a private establishment of CP, and those without CP should be cautious.

Young teenagers and girls walk on the avenue of the school. There are golden osmanthus and magnolia planted beside the road. When the flowering period comes, the fragrance of osmanthus and magnolia will fill the entire campus.

An Haoxin followed the girls to the door of her classroom. She bid farewell to the girl friends she met along the way, then walked into the classroom, came to the seat according to the memory of the original owner, and took out the textbook.

"Su Juan."

A teenager approached An Haoxin, and An Haoxin looked at him gently.

"Huh? It's Jinwen, what's wrong with you?"

The original owner's voice was soft and gentle when speaking, which made her have a generous and elegant temperament.When An was kind enough to speak, she sometimes felt that the original owner's voice was so crisp.

The boy blushed and looked at An Haoxin, he handed the paper in his hand to An Haoxin and said
"Su Juan, can you read this article for me?"

An Haoxin looked at him slightly after hearing the words, looked down at the content on the paper, and then informed the boy.

"Here and here can be changed to now and or... This will make the article more fluent as a whole."

The young man nodded immediately when he heard the words, "Thank you, Su Juan, you are so kind."

After speaking, the boy ran away, and An kindly smiled at the boy's behavior.

In fact, this child wanted to pass a love letter to her, but she pretended to be reading the article to point him out, so as to avoid embarrassment.

Although the original owner is small, there are indeed many people who like it.

In this era, after all, these children mature much earlier than future children.

"Jingle Bell"

The class bell rang, and the teacher came in. The things on the blackboard made An Haoxin feel bored. There are many things to learn in the current course, but it is really simple and clear for An Haoxin.

But every class teacher likes to tell An Haoxin to cheer up, An Haoxin feels that she, a good student, is really too tired.

She stood up to answer the questions, and the teacher felt amazing when she was reasonable and well-founded. After class, An was kindly invited to the office.

It was originally a teacher-student conversation, but I didn't expect someone to come at this time. An Hao stood beside the teacher calmly and looked at the person in front of him.

He was a very young man with thin-rimmed glasses.

His voice was very nice when he spoke, the kind that would make your ears pregnant, in a nutshell.

He is a new teacher with a gentle smile.

An was kind enough to know that this person would be one of the future decision makers, a person composed of seemingly gentle and down-to-earth decisions, and she respected him.

"Confucian scholar, you don't mind if I let you be the teacher as soon as you come back."

The person who spoke was the principal of this school. He and Fan Rusheng also had a teacher-student relationship. Fan Rusheng replied,
"Students come back for this reason."

The principal patted Fan Rusheng on the shoulder, laughed and the teacher next to him also said a few words that he seemed to be from the same school.

An Haoxin stood aside with downcast eyes and lowered eyebrows, listening carefully to their words. It turned out that Fan Rusheng came back from studying abroad to be a teacher who had just left.

"Huh? What's wrong with this classmate?" Fan Rusheng noticed An Haoxin, and An Haoxin heard him ask himself what he wanted to say but was rushed by the teacher. Fan Rusheng's eyes lit up when he heard what the teacher said. Looking at other people, other people are the same.

"Well, it's indeed a good idea. Although young, the logic of this thought can be said to be comparable to ours." The principal praised, and An kindly blushed.

"This matter is thanks to my father's teaching."

"Oh? Who is your father?" Fan Rusheng asked suspiciously, and An answered truthfully.

"Su Wenbo."

"Huh? You are actually Professor Su's daughter, um...Professor Su is really good, and his daughter is also very good."

Immediately afterwards, An Haoxin heard that these people were full of praise for Professor Su, An Haoxin was simply helpless.

When the conversation was over, An Haoxin was sent back to the class for class.

When she left school, because she was the last one to leave, all her friends had already left, and she walked alone in the school full of sweet-scented osmanthus.

An Hao looked at the osmanthus flowers blooming vigorously next to her, and wanted to take some back to make osmanthus cakes. Her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she thought of the sweetness of the osmanthus cakes.

8888 is speechless about this, but this plane has nothing to do with it, so it hides, and wait until the host calls it.

She came to the side of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, sniffed the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, and then planned to pick some flowers, either by breaking branches or picking flowers. She took out a handkerchief to catch the sweet-scented osmanthus, and closed the handkerchief after picking it up for a while. superior.

Zhou Maohua also left school late today. The reason why he left school late was because of his consideration of what he would do after graduation.

He also happened to pass by the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and when he glanced sideways, he saw the girl under the tree. Her eyebrows and eyes were so cute.

But he just glanced at it, An Haoxin raised his head subconsciously and the two of them met their eyes, and then they smiled knowingly, Zhou Maohua left first, An Haoxin left afterward.

The sweet-scented osmanthus smells really good. As soon as I got home, I sneaked into the kitchen to make a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and saved some for Su’s father and Su’s mother, and then I ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes myself.

Mmm...it's really sweet.

　Because I am not familiar with it, there are bugs, this is an overhead world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)