The principal didn't ask much, and when he handed the form to Yin Wushuang, he also said loudly: "The deceased has passed away, don't be too sad." ”

"Thank you." Yin Wushuang nodded and turned to leave.

Looking at Yin Wushuang's departing back, the principal shook his head and nodded again.

In some ways, Yin Wushuang was indeed an unqualified exchange student.

She was in the North League for three months, and only spent one month at Joffrey High School, and although every teacher praised her during this month, it could not hide the fact that she was not in school.

Sending two schools to each other as an exchange student is essentially to experience the teaching style, strengths and weaknesses of different schools, and so on.

It's either leave or sick leave, and it's the same as not coming.

But Yin Wushuang is also an excellent exchange student.

The position of hereditary baron, except for those sons and brothers who were originally nobles, no one can obtain the position of "student".

The three words "Yin Wushuang" are destined to occupy a place in the annals of the Northern League this year, and there will also be a note: Yin Wushuang was in Joffrey High School during his exchange period.

That alone adds a touch of honor to Joffrey High School.

"It's complicated, it's complicated." The headmaster sighed.

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After Yin Wushuang left Joffrey High School, he went to the hospital to visit Xuanyuan Qianqian.

For convenience, Blue Ocean deliberately took Xuanyuan Qianqian from the Western Hospital back to the Royal Hospital of Aisen City, the capital of the Northern League, so that he could take better care of Xuanyuan Qianqian after work.

Lan Hai was forcibly dragged over by Yin Wushuang halfway, and after exchanging feelings with Xuanyuan Qianqian, he changed his mind and took a scene in the Northern League.

He knows that there are too many fans in Huaxia, too many paparazzi, and too many marketing accounts with a random rhythm, which will cause harm to Xuanyuan Qianqian.

Yin Wushuang nodded in agreement with this, and asked Xuanyuan to recuperate for a while before returning to Huaxia.

"I'll get moldy when I lie in bed every day, little beauty!" Xuanyuan was extremely reluctant: "I am a monk, my recovery ability is amazing, I also ate the fruit you sent, I am very good now!" ”

Lan Hai pressed the restless Xuanyuan shallow, rubbed Xuanyuan's shallow face, and doted on the bottom of his eyes.

"By the way, what about Jun Shao?" Xuanyuan asked shallowly.

"He's on business, he's not here for the time being." Yin Wushuang's tone was flat, and his eyebrows and eyes bent.

All day, Yin Wushuang was in the hospital, on the one hand to check Xuanyuan Qianqian's physical condition, and on the other hand, to discuss with Xuanyuan Qianqian that she would return to Huaxia first.

After all, Xuanyuan is still her agent.

At the beginning of the day, Yin Wushuang left the hospital and headed for Joffrey.

There is already a layer of enchantment outside Joffrey High School, and inside is the revamped "Royal Academy of Magic of St. Petersburg".

Because Yin Wushuang was still a trainee instructor in St. Petersburg, she easily passed through the barrier, entered St. Petersburg, and knocked on the door of the dean's office.

"I guess you're here to resign, Miss Yin." The dean sat behind his desk with a slight smile on his face, "Maybe I should congratulate you on getting the Resurrection Scepter first?" ”

Hearing this, Yin Wushuang was a little speechless, she seemed to always meet one or two old foxes, the dean of the Sheng Xian League, and the dean of St. Petersburg.

"Dean, how much more do you know?" She asked.

The dean stood up with the skull staff, walked to Yin Wushuang's side, and with a wave of his hand, a book floated down from the bookshelf and opened it in mid-air.

The book was opened, the light flickered, and it was like an LCD screen, relaying the evening news of Beimeng.