The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Feige got up, walked down to the corridor, and sat down.

"Master, I checked, and there's a children's channel that has a singing competition on it recently."

"Where"

"The city's television stations are now accepting applications."

"Let's go sign up."

"Master, what did you tell the Dean?" Wu Tang asked worriedly.

"I won't say anything now, I'll go register first and we'll talk about it when I get back."

Feige disappeared instantly and arrived at the TV station. It was still early, but there were already people queuing up.

Feige walked over.

Just then, the girl in front of her asked her to watch her room when she went to the restroom. The girl didn't know that Feige couldn't see her. When the girl returned, Feige didn't leave; she just stood next to her. With so many people behind her, it would probably take a long time to queue, and Feige wasn't going to do that.

At 8 o'clock, the TV station doors opened, and Feige followed the girl who had asked her to keep an eye on things inside. Feige didn't care whether the people behind her were unhappy or not.

Feige quickly filled out the form. She wrote the original owner's name, Xiaoru, but of course, not the surname.

I registered today, and the competition starts the day after tomorrow. After leaving the TV station, Feige went back to the orphanage.

Just then, the headmistress was looking for her everywhere.

Upon seeing Feige appear, the headmistress quickly came over.

"Xiaoru, where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you."

"Headmistress, I'm playing over there," Feige pointed down the corridor.

The dean smiled and took Feige away.

They entered a room.

"Xiaoru, come and meet your new mom and dad."

The headmistress said happily,

Feige was unhappy; she absolutely refused.

"Xiaoru, be good. They've decided to adopt you. You'll have a home now, understand?"

The headmistress coaxed her.

The woman squatted down in front of Feige and gave her a plush doll.

"Your name is Xiaoru, right? I'm a new mom. Here, this is for you."

Feige refused; she wasn't really a child anymore.

“Take it,” the woman said again.

Feige didn't respond, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.

The man also squatted down to coax Feige.

"Xiaoru, don't you like it? How about I buy you a new one?"

Feige remained silent.

The headmistress came over and took Feige's hand.

"Xiaoru, what's wrong?"

“Dean Mama, I’m not leaving,” Feige said earnestly.

When the headmistress heard this, she cried and hugged Feige.

"Sweetie, you have a home now, and you'll have a mom and dad too. How can you not leave? They'll treat you well, okay? Be a good girl."

Feige shook his head.

The headmistress stood up, smiled at the couple, and

"I'd like to speak with her alone."

Then, the headmistress took Feige to another room.

"Xiaoru, talk to the headmistress and tell her you don't like them."

"Hmm, I don't like it."

"Okay, Director Mama understands."

She stood up, took Feige's hand, and went to that room.

The couple looked at the headmistress with sparkling eyes.

"I'm sorry, the child said she doesn't want to. Why don't you choose another one?" the headmistress said apologetically.

"But..." the woman started to say, but the man stopped her.

"Understood, Dean. We'll go back and reconsider."

"it is good"

The director, holding Feige's hand, escorted them to the entrance of the welfare home.

Throughout the entire process, the couple's eyes never left Feige.

Feige didn't care; she could sense that the couple's adoption of her wasn't a good thing.

The couple drove off and disappeared, and only then did the headmistress take Feige's hand and turn back.

"Xiaoru, let's go."