The underworld boy loves me

Maybe it was because I was in a good mood, or maybe it was because I was too excited, too excited. The next day, I got up just after dawn.today. .Today is the time when I, Gong Ruodie, start a big plan. . .

I quickly tidied up my clothes and walked to the bedside of Yueli's room. The current Yueli is still playing chess with Duke Zhou.

I approach Yueli's ear. "Yueli, I'm going to implement my big plan today, so I'll go to school first... 88~~" Finished chanting.It seems that Yueli also heard my words.

"En..." He snorted lightly with his nose.

I smiled and walked out of the dormitory in those high heels.

Today is really cool, even the air is so comfortable to breathe. . . .Stepping on high heels, also walked so smoothly.

I walked quickly to school.There were not many people on the campus at this time.Instead of going to the teaching building, he walked straight to the door of the principal's office.

Looking at the closed door of the principal's office.I came over in a panic.Damn, I'm so happy today, it's so early, and the principal old man P will come so early.Thinking about it, I forgot the sky, it was slightly blue, and the sun only came out.It seems that this time is too early.Do you want me to wait for that old man at the door?Yaya, can I blow the northwest wind here for nothing?

I walked up and down the principal's door.Finally my eyes fell on the lock.I put my face close to the keyhole.There is no way out of heaven.I quickly took off the earrings on my ears, and inserted the other end of the earrings into the keyhole, two or three times, only to hear a 'click~', and the door opened.Picking a lock is one of the things a thief must learn. . .Little things like this can't stop me.

Walking into the principal's office, I sat directly on the swivel chair of the principal's boss and turned it around twice.This old headmaster really enjoys it, and the chair is so comfortable.With my feet on the desk, I casually picked up the documents on the principal's desk and looked at them.It is a file of some activities of the school~~literary competitions, the National Mathematical Olympiad Competition, etc. . . .After reading these projects, my head doubled immediately, what a shit.These things are also called activities?Damn! !Looking at the document in my hand, I tore it into strips and threw it on the ground.

Wait and wait. . .Waiting for my eyes to slowly close. . .Lean your head on the chair, put your feet on the desk, and add the paper scraps all over the place.This scene says how cool it is, how cool it is.

"Who!" An old voice woke me up.

I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them.The first time I saw the principal, God. "It's me!" I said casually.

The old principal approached me, "It's Miss Ruodie, you...you are..." The old principal looked at the confetti on the floor.

"What's wrong? Do you have any opinions?" I asked with my head tilted.

The old headmaster swallowed.Busy waving. "No, no. Miss Ruodie, is there something for you to come here? I'm still not used to living in school."

After I snapped my fingers, I tapped a chestnut on the headmaster's Mediterranean hairstyle. "Smart, however, is not unaccustomed, but very unaccustomed, and even leads to disgust!"

The old headmaster was taken aback. "I don't know, Miss Ruo Die, what is not satisfactory. I will improve it."

I jumped up from the chair, pushed the old principal to the chair, and let him sit down. "I am dissatisfied everywhere, from the school gate to every corner of the school, I hate it. So...don't bother you to improve it, I want to improve the school myself!"

"What? Miss Ruodie, I'm afraid this is not very good." The headmaster suddenly stood up.

I frowned. "Not good? What's not good, I think it's good. Do you want me to call and ask my three grandpas to come, so that you will agree to me and authorize me?" I said to the old principal with a threatening tone.Actually, I don't want to threaten him, but, there is no way, only in this way can I implement my plan to transform the campus.Old principal, I'm sorry, I will definitely make it up to you in the future. . .