In this way, Fujiwara Suke was brought to the door of the principal's office again under the somewhat sympathetic gaze of the boys outside the classroom.

Standing at the front of the escort procession, Machi Satomi raised his hand and knocked on the double-opened high-grade dark red door, and pushed the door straight in without getting a response.

This arrogance made Fujiwara feel more and more bad.

Behind the desk facing the door was the Mediterranean headmaster, who was half exposed.

Seeing someone intruding at random, the Principal of Mediterranean, who was lying on a leather chair at random, quickly sat upright, of course, his face was ready to reprimand the offending displeasure, but after recognizing the girl's appearance, the displeasure on his face quickly turned into a gentle smile.

"It turned out to be a true knowledge of the wind and discipline."

Although it is the Mediterranean, he is worthy of being the principal of the key Qingteng private middle school in this district, he only sorted out the red tie on the gray high-end suit twice, and his demeanor was upright, and the temperament of the whole person was instantly improved, and he behaved solemnly and decently.

"Mr. Headmaster."

"This is the lewd criminal we just caught, Suke Fujiwara, a one-year Class C."

"Lewdness?"

The headmaster crossed his fingers on the elegant desk in front of him, his eyes temporarily resting on the potted spruce plant on one side.

The spruce trees on the bonsai plant grow diagonally like a cliff, and the needles are covered with tender green water, which is obviously specially cared for.

"Oh, I remember, the new school rules that Machi Satomi came to me to add last time."

The headmaster returned his gaze to the body of the true knowledge of Satomi, and his face was still smiling, but in addition to feeling the kindness from it, it also gave people a depth that was not so easy to fool and achieve the goal, which was the kind of stable aura common to middle-aged men in high positions.

Fujiwarasuke, who was still detained, looked at the principal and inexplicably felt trustworthy and recognized.

Perhaps this principal can be used as a breakthrough to wash away grievances.

"This is a detailed account of his crimes."

Satomi handed over the white A4 paper in his hand.

"This will affect the normal order of teaching."

After reading it, the principal pressed the A4 paper face down under the palm of the hand that was crossed back together.

"And what is the condemnation given by your discipline?"

"A school-level sanction."

"School-level punishment."

The principal reclined back in his leather chair, put himself in a comfortable position, and then lifted his left hand from the armrest of the chair, resting it on his chin, lost in thought.

"Fujiwara-san."

After a few moments, he sat up straight.

"Yes."

"I remember seeing your manuscript in the school magazine this time, the campus girl under the cherry blossoms, is really brilliant, and the writing is very good."

"Mr. Principal, it's a boy and a girl, not just a girl."

Fujiwara felt a bead of sweat on his forehead.

"Is that so? Sorry, sorry. ”

"But whether it's a girl or a boy, Fujiwara's observation is really nuanced, and the description of those young girls is even more so that me, a middle-aged man, wants to re-read high school again, and the award for the first prize in literature is really well deserved."

"It's a prize, Mr. Principal, if Mr. Principal wears the same wig as his classmates and hides his age, he might be able to save his life and join the ranks of high school students."

Fujiwara didn't lie, except for the Mediterranean hairstyle that was overproduced by the brain, the headmaster's face was very neat, the face was not short, there were few wrinkles, and he looked like he was in his early thirties, which was very young in his forties and fifties.

"Hahaha, huh?"

"In other words, the club I joined when I was in high school was also a literary club, and at that time I also dreamed of publishing an article on the front column of the school magazine, but because of my studies, I have not been able to calm down."

"Mr. Principal's words, as long as you calm down, you will definitely do it."

"Hahaha, you kid, I know that you are complimenting me, but I like you from the bottom of my heart, and I always feel like a copy of me after sticking to the path of literature."

"Mr. Headmaster."

Seeing that the two of them were getting farther and farther apart, they really knew that they were reminded.

"Oh, ahhhh

Mr. Chancellor retracted his body that was about to reach the other end of the desk and sat back in the leather chair.

"Fujiwarasuke, do you know that your behavior has jeopardized the learning and atmosphere of the other students in the school?"

"Yes, I have recognized, I have deeply reviewed and promised that there will be no more such incidents."

Fujiwara bowed apologetically.

"Satomi-san, the true knowledge of the Discipline Inspection Commissioner, what do you think of Fujiwara Suke-kun's review?"

"If you admit your mistakes before correcting them, you're okay."

"Okay, since I have the intention of correcting my integrity, then I will announce that I will punish Fujiwara Suke-kun for assisting in cleaning the most difficult cooking room for two weeks."

"What about school-level sanctions?"

Fujiwara asked.

"The school-level punishment will be exempted this time."

"Thank you, Mr. Chancellor."

"No, you can't!"

Machi Satomi just moved his lips, and although he was dissatisfied, he didn't say anything, but the two young girls protested.

Mr. Chancellor ignored their protests.

"If it is normal communication between boys and girls without affecting other students, as an elder who has come over, I am still very supportive."

The principal walked out from behind the desk and walked in front of Fujiwarasuke, first surprised by his hands being handcuffed behind him by metal handcuffs, so he hurriedly motioned to the two Fengji girls to untie them with his eyes, and then took Fujiwarasuke's right hand, and at the same time pulled up the right hand of Machi Satomi not far away.

Hold them together, and then shake them up and down three times with great reluctance in true knowledge.

"As a Shinchi-satomi-san of Kazeki, I also want to give full play to the good character of a manager, and I will forget the unpleasantness that happened with Fujiwara Suke-kun and reconcile to become a friend of the opposite sex."

The headmaster didn't let go until he finished speaking, and then Machi Satomi didn't want to leave his hand for a second, but he carried it away from his side, and his eyes were full of disgust when he looked at his palm.

"I'm satisfied when I see that you dislike me."

Fujiwara suke lip slammed sideways, giving Machisatomi a defiant look in the headmaster's line of sight, and then kissed the palm of his right hand that he had just shaken.

Anyway, she is synonymous with fornication in her heart, and this gesture makes her also contaminated, and it is from the palm of a cold girl, and it is not a loss to use it to disgust people.

Machi Satomi didn't give any feedback on the language, but the disgust on his face was even worse, and he frantically shook his right hand on one side, as if he wanted to throw out all the breath that was contaminated with Fujiwarasuke.

"Let's go."

"Knowing Satomi-san."

When Machi Satomi opened the door and was about to go out, the principal stopped her.

"Please say hello to your brother, the respected Chairman of the Board of Directors."

Mr. Principal's face changed to a kind smile.