Yue tingfeng's words sent shivers down the principal's spine. His body trembled as if he was about to have a heart attack.
He held Yue tingfeng down with trembling hands and said earnestly,""Child, there are many teachers in our school. There's no teacher you like in the third grade, but there's one in the second grade, one in the second grade, one in the first grade, one in the first grade ... It's okay. We still need to hire some new teachers today. We'll find some eventually, so don't worry."
The principal had wanted to suggest that if they could not find a suitable class, they should return to class A. However, Yue tingfeng's words made the principal swallow his words and he was determined not to say anything more.
He really did not dare to provoke Yue tingfeng. Transfer schools? stop joking around. How could he transfer schools? he could not just hand over The Prodigy that the entire city's junior high schools were eyeing.