Qiao Yun lifted her eyes, looking at him expressionlessly.
The principal shuddered and quickly corrected himself, "Miss Qiao, welcome, welcome. I've long admired your reputation. It is my fortune from a past life to meet you today."
Su Mian: ??? The principal of Hill Music Academy is really polite.
Qiao Yun nodded lightly, acknowledging him.
The principal sighed in relief.
It seemed that Professor Qiao's identity had not been exposed yet, fortunately. He had reacted quickly; otherwise, he didn't know if he would have been punished to copy something a hundred thousand times.
It was said that the crazy bunch at Tianqi Research Institute had been inexplicably punished to copy a hundred thousand times, crying in misery every day.
Pitiable sight indeed.
The principal invited Su Mian to sit, then said, "Mrs. Lu, our academy is sincerely interested in inviting you to join us. May I know what your thoughts are?"
