Pass Candy to the Boss

Everyone in Devon High School knew that Tang Qi, a transfer student from Class 9, Grade 3, was a social girl, a hot-tempered and wealthy social girl. To others, he always has an aura of "leave me alone," "stay away from me," and "are you an idiot?" Until one day, the students saw the boss they thought was holding on to the clothes of a classmate who had returned from school. "Ahe, don't listen to their nonsense, I am a good student. I have candy in my pocket." The students were stunned, good student? You mean your last place on the throne? Or did you interrupt the principal's speech because you were sleepy? "Ahe, they are all nonsense, it's true. I'm very good." All the students nodded, yes, you are right. Of course, if you ignore the murderous sight someone shoots at you. What about the aloofness you promised? What about the bad temper you promised? Seventh sister. Your personality is ruined. What else can I say, just pass the candy to the boss.