Cheryl said seriously, "Sir, we really aren't. The two of us are…"
"Cheryl Smith! You're exactly the one I've been wanting to give a talking-to! You sleep during the class and play games after the class. We have already told you that cell phones are not allowed in school, yet you still bring it to class! And now a student with poor grades like you is even misbehaving and dating! You must get your parents here and let us have a good talk with them!"
Cherry: "??"
Her big eyes blinked. But before she could speak, Alexander's voice turned cold. "What do you mean by a 'student with poor grades'?"
The headmaster was surprised.
He looked at Alexander.
The ten-year-old boy was already as tall as the teacher. His height made him look thin, and his delicate facial features exuded youthfulness.
