Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"this……"

When Xiang Xing said so, Mrs. Taylor's face finally showed a trace of sway.

At that time, the little guy saw Clarence who had been silent on the side again, and suddenly stepped forward, smiling and whispering to Mrs. Taylor.

The old lady's round face suddenly showed a touch of joy, and her eyes lit up: "Oh~ Mr. Cooper, is this true?!"

"We have worked together for so long, can't you still trust me?"

Clarence smiled happily, like a snow lotus blooming on the glacier, pure and elegant.

Not to mention Xiang Xing, even Mrs. Taylor, a long-retired veteran on the battlefield, was impressed by his smile and couldn't help nodding his head again and again.

"Okay, okay, just do what Mr. Cooper said!"

After she said, she stepped forward again with extreme enthusiasm, and solemnly held Xiang Xing's hands with her eyebrows crooked, "Miss Robert, with my sincerest respect and thanks, I welcome you to join my Taylor Academy!"

"...Aha."

She changed her mouth unexpectedly, and the little guy didn't slow down for a while, so she could only smile dryly and blink her eyes softly.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but quietly glanced at the man who was smiling to the side subconsciously.

What did he say to Mrs. Taylor and let her agree so quickly and neatly?

So curious.

...

In this way, Xiang Xing suddenly became a music teacher at Taylors Academy, sharing Clarence's part-time job.

Since it was agreed that work would not officially start until tomorrow, seeing that it was still early, the little guy simply continued to stay, walk around and visit to get familiar with it.

There are not many children in the school, just a class of 20 or 30 students, studying science and painting in the morning, literature, history and music in the afternoon, and one hour of free activities before leaving school.

In addition to Clarence, there is another science teacher, Mr. Muir, who can only come in the morning and spend the rest of the time doing some part-time errands to subsidize the family.

The painting was taught by the principal, Mrs. Taylor.

Coupled with the addition of her new music teacher, the division of labor in the entire school is immediately extremely equal.

Thinking of this, Xiang Xing couldn't help feeling faintly happy.

Contribution is not small, hee hee.

...

Wandering around, it soon came to the free time before school.

Today's free activities are still in charge of Clarence, who was teaching the children simple basic etiquette in the yard.

The little ghosts seemed to like this activity, and they followed the noble and elegant man with extreme earnestness, and followed the various essentials he gave, and learned them in a modest manner.

Xiang Xing, who had nothing to do, squatted under the big tree beside the yard, while eating her unfinished bread and sausages, while quietly admiring them.

Feelings and doubts merged in my heart.

This Clarence, the whole person looks gentle and elegant, and his face always has a very friendly and decent smile.

Like a very good and honorable gentleman.

In short, she didn't see him at all of the arrogance and arrogance introduced in the plot.

Thinking about it, the little guy gradually frowned again.

After a pause, she couldn't help but speak, awakening the duck that was sleeping in her head.

Asked: [Yaya, you say...Are we confessing the wrong person? ]

[...]

Ya Ya rubbed the mung bean eyes with duck wings, and gave her a speechless and faint look.