"Oh, is that so." He smiled slightly, "Thanks, Wes. My name is Feng Yi." After saying this, Feng Yi turned and left, heading straight for the student council.
As for whether he cares about the discipline committee or not, Sir Feng didn't give a damn. All he cared about was that Elvis had said somewhere was troublesome — he was too lazy to argue.
Being a student council member requires certain individual abilities. Honestly, if it wasn't for the quota in the mobility department, he wouldn't really want to be involved in the council.
During the start of school, students and faculty with files were seen everywhere in and around Wind Thunder school, rushing past each other in the long corridors. The student council's door was filled with a continuous flow of people in and out. As soon as Feng Yi entered the room, he joined dozens of new students in the same line.