Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 130 Bring your own food to the principal's office for afternoon tea
"Senior, surrender yourself." Mo Qiuran said seriously.

"Why?" Fingel looked confused.

"Surely this car doesn't belong to you, senior?" Mo Qiuran pointed to the car in front of him.

"It's really not... This is the principal's car, but he asked me to help him pick up people, so I can't let me run over with my legs and carry you back one by one, right?" Fingel argued plausibly.

"I still prefer the Bugatti Veyron, and I'm about to buy one," Kaiser said.

"Sports car is good, but it can only accommodate two people. If it is a sports car in the current situation, where will the remaining two people sit? The hood?" Fingel said earnestly, "Student, we must consider practicality. !"

"There won't be so many people who are qualified to sit in my car." Caesar said lightly, his tone was really flat, it sounded like he was stating a fact, and he was domineering spontaneously.

"I suggest you don't say such things in front of him, or maybe a post titled [Emperor Gattuso: The principal's mistake is that too many people are eligible to sit in his car] will be on the road." Come out." Mo Qiuran said.

Caesar was surprised, did what he just said actually have such a meaning?
"Student, you are really a roundworm in my stomach!" Fingel said with emotion, "In this way, I can safely hand over the position of the president of the news agency to you. Hey, as a witness from its establishment, development, until its departure The president who has reached this stage, my feelings at this moment are really indescribable..."

"Senior, your metaphor is very good, don't use it next time," Mo Qiuran said, "And don't pretend anymore, I will definitely hang you on the wall, so don't worry!"

"It's a photo, a photo!" Fingel added hastily.

From the platform of train No. CC11000 of Kassel College to the entrance of Kassel College, you need to go through a winding mountain road, and from the gate of Kassel College to the principal's office, you need to pass through... the cafeteria.

"I suddenly realized a very serious problem," Mo Qiuran said, "Although the principal invited us to have afternoon tea, those biscuits... should be just for show."

"I agree, there should be lobster, roast goose and steak for afternoon tea!" Fingel said.

"You're talking about supper!" Mo Qiuran yelled at him, "Anyway, I'm a little hungry."

"Me too." Fingel nodded.

"In that case, why don't we go to the cafeteria first?" Mo Qiuran didn't scold him this time.

"Isn't it good to keep the principal waiting too long?" Caesar couldn't help but say.

In fact, he is the only person here who has never had afternoon tea with the headmaster, and headmaster Angers is called No. 1 of the mixed race, which can only be said to be worthy of the name. Although Caesar is proud, he is facing the opportunity to have afternoon tea with the headmaster At that time... I was still a little excited.

Although this little excitement may not be realized by himself.

"That makes sense, then we'll pack it and take it to the principal to eat with us!" Mo Qiuran nodded after thinking for a moment.

Caesar: "???"

"Good idea! I appreciate your choice of junior!" Fingel echoed fearing that the world would be chaotic.

And Chu Zihang... Anyway, it was not unexpected that this happened, so he didn't express his opinion.

"Two to one, one vote option, the proposal is approved!" Mo Qiuran announced with a big wave of his hand that the action of [bring your own food to the principal's office for afternoon tea] has officially started.

……

There was a knock on the door, with a flattering voice, it was from Fingel: "Principal, I brought you here~"

"Come in." Anger said as he put the thick book in his hand aside.

Then he saw the office door being pushed open, with Mo Qiuran leading the way, Kaiser and Chu Zihang in the middle, and Finger walking in at the end... That's right, it was a little different from what he expected.

Something more.

"This is what you are holding..." Anger looked at a plastic bag in their hands, and all the opening remarks he had prepared were meaningless for a while.

"This is food from the cafeteria!" Mo Qiuran raised the plastic bag in his hand and handed it forward, as if he was afraid that Ange would not see clearly, "I heard that the principal wanted us for afternoon tea, so when we passed the cafeteria on the way By the way, I went to buy some and brought them here, the auntie in the cafeteria heard that the food was going to be brought to the principal, and the hand shaking was cured, and she specially selected the largest and best quality pork knuckles!"

"Oh... this is really...unexpected." Anger said dryly, thinking that the purpose of the principal's name is to give the pork knuckle a bigger one?And when did the aunt in the cafeteria have a problem with shaking hands?
"Hey, isn't the afternoon tea in foreign countries the same as ours?" Mo Qiuran asked, tilting her head.

"At present, it seems that the difference is quite big..." Principal Ange looked at the pile of food that had completely dissipated the long-lasting scent of tea in the office and fell into thought-this is the first time he has been the principal for so many years. Once someone came to drink afternoon tea and brought their own food!
In the end, Mo Qiuran and the others sat down in the principal's office. There was a table full of food between them and Angers. There were all kinds of pastries, pork knuckles and so on. The card swiping business was still arranged by Kaiser. The office was filled with anger, and Angers was hesitating whether to ask Mo Qiuran what kind of tea they wanted to drink according to the original plan. In the plan, he could take this opportunity to show young people his rich tea collection and take the opportunity to express some stories. Expand the topic of today's conversation, so that everything seems logical and extremely easy-going, which is conducive to the topic.

But if he asks now, Principal Ange feels that the S-level Mo Qiuran in front of him will probably give him another surprise, such as "What kind of tea do you like to drink? I like to drink milk tea!" and other shocking remarks.

This guy really can do anything!Anger confirmed this point, and he was definitely the one who took the lead in bringing food to the principal's office for afternoon tea this time!

It can only be said that it is worthy of the S rank of genius?Angers thought to himself, it is understandable for a person who is talented enough to have some strange behaviors and habits, because he has this capital.

While hesitating, Fingel knocked on the door, carrying a dozen iced Cokes... So Principal Ange heaved a sigh of relief, and directly cut off the plan to ask if he wanted tea.

……

"I haven't eaten in the cafeteria for a long time, and it seems that the dishes are still good." Principal Angers said with a smile.

Although things were a little out of control, Principal Angers didn't care. He had enough patience for outstanding young people.

Those who are not excellent cannot come here.

"Then let's start the afternoon tea session! Principal, do you want some too? We bought a lot! If it's really impossible, let Senior Fingal come again!" Mo Qiuran looked salivating.

Principal Angers: "..."

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(End of this chapter)