Xu Musen picked it up.
"Hey you, who let you in here?" The dean of education finally noticed Xu Musen.
Seeing what he was holding, he shouted immediately.
"What's in your hand? Give it to me now!"
Xu Musen ignored him and just put the letter and the recorder into his pocket.
"Oh! You didn't hear me, did you? Which class are you from?!"
The dean was in a terrible mood today. The music teacher was playing dumb, and now even students dared not to listen to him.
He was about to step forward to snatch it.
But suddenly, a voice called out from outside the window.
"Xu Musen from year three, class two!"
There was a burst of commotion and surprise from downstairs.
Xu Musen immediately went to the window, and in the square below, there stood the beautiful figure in the blue and white school uniform.
Yao Mingyue stood quietly in the middle of the square. She took out her bag, and after opening it, a bundle of red bloomed like flames.
It was a bouquet of roses.
