Destined to be high key

Mo Ying Yue looked at her with her whimsical look and spoke deliberately: "So, you are in trouble."

Harassment?

Ye Qing Luo gave a disapproving grin: "If the faculty council wants to harass, then go ahead and send their people."

She would like to see if this so-called faculty council really regarded itself as the authority of the students in the Academy.

"Don't underestimate the faculty council." Mo Ying Yue's lips curved up into a weird smile: "The president of the faculty council is a student of the special class. No matter how capable you are, you will also be powerless in front of the students in the special class."

The petite figure stood up slowly.

The bells on her wrist made a pleasant ringing sound.

"The faculty council will be aiming at you, perhaps due to Shangguan family influence, or maybe your presence threatens their status."