I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

The next day...

Sunshine University's first monthly exam in the next semester.

The atmosphere in the classroom was very relaxed, and few people took this monthly exam seriously.

Only a few members of the Xueba group are reading books seriously.

Song Zu'an arrived at the classroom as before, and Bai Huahua was still the same brazen Bai Huahua, and she sat in Jiang Ye's seat again.

"Drink the good luck of the top student, hee hee."

When she saw Song Zuan enter the classroom, she greeted her warmly: "Song, you are finally here, and the Chinese test is about to take place, can you please help me to mark some key points? I will recite it temporarily to see if I can pass the test this time. "

"You..." Song Zu'an stuffed his schoolbag into the table hole, and was about to curse, but was attracted by the sound of stainless steel.

[Warning - there are a lot of bad reviews pouring in! 】

[Revenue settlement: 8 million]

[Remaining amount: 108 billion]

Song Zu'an could figure it out with a strand of stupid hair on the top of his head, these bad reviews must be due to white flowers.

After all, this person is really annoying, like a blowfly, squatting on the shit and can't get rid of it!

[Host, your metaphor... how do you let the people in front of the screen eat? 】

"Broadcast a few comments for me, and I want to see how this woman caused me to lose hundreds of millions."

[Some negative reviews are shown below. 】

[Zhuge Mingkai]: Ahhh I hate white flowers!

"What an unpretentious and unpretentious review, I hate it, I don't need any reason."

Song Zu'an glanced at Bai Huahua who was still baring her teeth and claws by her side, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her temple.

"Keep playing the music, keep playing."

[Come on! 】

[Sister-in-law Li Ling'ai]: Ms. Bai Huahua please be beautiful alone, don't disturb my CP's love anymore!

[Chen Qingyu]: Although the existence of Bai Huahua can make Jiang Ye jealous, but my Jiang Song's assists are enough, and there is no need for her to intervene.

[In the attic]: Bai Huahua = White Lotus, this is the first time I found out that the author's name is actually not bad.

[Abused to the point of splitting]: I beg Bai Huahua to find a cp by herself, and stop pestering the male lead all day long. No one really wants me to introduce my ex-boyfriend to her.

[Mu Qing]: I suddenly felt that the god of death took her head not wrongly, it should be damned.But can you leave her out of this book?It's not bad to put it with Fu Shenxing.

……

"What are you in a daze for?" Bai Huahua still occupied Jiang Ye's seat, shaking Song Zuan's arm with both hands.

"Hurry up and help me draw the key points, I will enter the examination room in only half an hour."

Song Zu reassured: "Please God of Death, don't arrange such crazy teammates for me next time!"

[The host can rest assured, the next teammate Ben will help you with an interview. 】

[Actually, the god of death just accidentally took the wrong head, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he threw the person to the host. 】

[It is not intended to arrange teammates for the host. 】

"I'm convinced..."

Song Zuan withdrew his thoughts, he turned around and faced Bai Huahua.

He squeezed her arm tightly with both hands, and said solemnly: "I will warn you one last time, don't bother me, can you do it?!"

"I……"

It was the first time that Bai Huahua saw such a serious Song Zuan...

What's the matter with being a little handsome?

Just when she was about to be moved, the noisy class suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Everyone looked at the door of the classroom in unison.

Song Zuan turned his head and followed everyone's gaze.

It wasn't a sudden attack by the head teacher.

Nor is it a temporary inspection by the dean of teaching.

But Jiang also...

The plaster casts on his arms have been removed and replaced with bandages wrapped around his left arm.

Because the right hand is slightly injured, he can already breathe fresh air.

But the bones are not fully healed yet, and I can't write, let alone make big movements.

Jiang Ye hadn't shown up for many days, and it was normal for everyone to calm down and look at him curiously when he suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom.

However, Jiang Ye didn't seem happy at this time.

His face was sullen and a little scary.

If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that his eyes are focused on Song Zuan's hands holding Bai Huahua's arms.

Song Zuan quickly let go.

The classmates in the class also started whispering.

"The squad leader is finally back. If I don't come back again, I will almost forget what he looks like."

"The squad leader looks so fierce, he must be angry because the school belle sat in his seat."

"I remember that he seems to have a mental cleanliness. If you hate a person, you will also hate the things that person touched."

"I remember this too! Song Nanshen just touched his schoolbag before, and he threw away more than 20 bags."

"Which trash can are you throwing it in? I've picked it up if you said it earlier!"

……

Song Zu'an saw that Jiang was also standing at the door and refused to come in, so he got up to greet him.

"It's started! The war between Song Nanshen and Jiang Xiaocao is about to start again!"

"I just said that their peaceful coexistence some time ago was just an illusion, isn't it going to fight again now?"

"Looking at the monitor's eyes, it's scary..."

"I bet this time that Song Nanshen will win, after all, the squad leader's hand is still not healed."

During the more than ten seconds when Song Zuan walked towards Jiang Ye, the discussion never stopped.

Jiang Ye never moved away from the eyes that seemed to want to tear Bai Huahua apart.

Bai Huahua met those eyes, and she couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

But she took the initiative to make Song Zuan her teammate.

Relying on her "teammates", she mustered up the courage to stare back.

When Song Zuan had already stood at the door of the classroom, Jiang Ye withdrew his murderous eyes.

Turn to look at the person in front of you.

The cruelty in his eyes had subsided somewhat, but it was still very scary.

Song Zu'an squeezed out an awkward yet polite smile, and said, "Jiang Ye, why are you here? Didn't I ask you to rest for a few more days?"

【???)? Host, you actually say such things, you are doomed! 】

Just as Stainless Steel said, Jiang Ye frowned obviously after listening to Song Zuan's words.

Afterwards, he reluctantly grabbed Song Zuan's hand and dragged him to the bathroom.

Fortunately, Song Zu'an still had a conscience, knowing that he was concerned about Jiang Ye's injured hand, so he kept trotting obediently to keep up, not daring to make the wounded man use more force.

"What's the matter with you? Let go, your hand is not healed yet!"

Song Zu'an reminded in a low voice, but Jiang didn't seem to hear.

After dragging the person to the bathroom, he hit the partition hard.

"what!"

Before Song Zuan could cry out in pain, Jiang Ye grabbed his neck again with one hand.

He had never seen Jiang Ye like this.

"Jiang Ye..." Song Zuan couldn't breathe.

Unexpectedly, this boy was obviously injured, but he still had such great strength.

"Jiang Ye, don't be like this, your hand...does it hurt?"