I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

The happy weekend time is always like a fleeting moment, and before you know it, it is already Sunday morning.

Song Zuan was bored in the quilt, and was woken up by a series of notification sounds.

"Who the hell is texting me at 11 in the morning? Don't I need to sleep?! Fuck!"

He took the phone and looked, it was the head teacher.

[Li Deshu]: Is the speech finished?Send it over and I'll review it for you.

[Li Deshu]: Have you finished your homework?

[Li Deshu]: Don't tell me you haven't woken up yet.

As expected of the teacher in charge, he hit everything he said, he didn't write the speech, he didn't do the homework, and he didn't get out of bed yet.

Song Zuan was not afraid of boiling water when he killed a pig, and never did his homework until the last moment.

[Song Zu'an]: Teacher, I'm still a little short of the speech...

[Li Deshu]: What?It's Sunday and you haven't finished writing yet?What did you do the other day?

【Song Zuan】: My sister has leukemia...

[Li Deshu]: Can you change your excuse?

It seems that Li Deshu is not so easy to fool, Song Zuan made another reason.

[Song Zu'an]: I'm a bit stuck in my train of thought... I can't write for the time being.

[Li Deshu]: Don't tell me about you Calvin!If you don’t hand in today’s speech, you will lose your stipend this semester!

【Song Zuan】:...

[Li Deshu]: Is it so difficult to write the history of inspirational struggle of a celebrity?Bill Gates, Einstein, Socrates, which one can't be written?

[Song Zu'an]: I wrote it, but I lost my train of thought halfway through it.

[Li Deshu]: You just pull up a small supporting role who is looking for trouble, and one by one sets him up to create a huge conspiracy!

[Song Zu'an]:? ?

[Li Deshu]: Has the hole dug earlier been filled?

[Song Zu'an]: Fill in...Fill it?

[Li Deshu]: After filling it, won't you dig another one?If the protagonist is so strong, no one can be jealous of him?

If you really can't do it, you have an adventure, what jumping off a cliff, meeting a peerless master and getting a golden finger.

[Song Zu'an]: It's inappropriate to write such a fantasy speech.

[Li Deshu]: What's wrong with fantasy?The speech is smooth, can it be called a speech?

Write to me now!If you can't submit your manuscript before Monday, you will lose your bursary for the next semester!

Threatened by Li Deshu's "no pain, no itching", Song Zu'an had no choice but to sit at the desk and start "voluntarily" typing.

"Dear teachers, dear students, good morning everyone. I am Li Ziming from Class [-] of the third year..."

I made a mistake, try again.

"I am Song Zu'an from Class A, Freshman of the School of Mathematics. It is a great honor to give a speech under the national flag as a student representative..."

Forget it, I can't write it.

"System, can you help me write a speech?"

【cannot. 】

"System, I'm in trouble now, can you help me generate three speeches for selection?"

[Drip - the speech has been generated! 】

【A. "Grandpa and Grandma Help Me Realize My Astronaut Dream"】

【B. "Fate Kiss Me Painfully, I Will Repay It With a Song"】

【C. "A Good Person Like the Kid Next Door"】

Song Zuan twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a wild smile, "Little boy, fight with me? I'm a professional in bugs."

"Two long and one short, I should choose C. But I chose C last time...The option A is obviously wrong, so I choose B! This must be a good article!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a few sheets of A4 paper appeared out of nowhere on the desktop, and the contents of the speech were neatly printed on them.

"Steady!" Song Zu'an didn't even look at it, threw himself on the bed and continued to sleep soundly.

Even if he checked the content of the speech a little bit, he would not be ashamed at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday.

Monday……

teacher's office.

Li Deshu looked solemn, while Song Zuan stood aside with a guilty conscience.

"How did you promise me last week? You said you would add honor to the class, and that's how you added honor? What kind of speech did you write? I threw a handful of rice on the keyboard, and the chicken's writing was better than yours. Well written."

"Teacher, I..."

Song Zu'an was about to explain, when Hua Beibei suddenly walked in. "Song Zu'an, is there any follow-up to your speech?"

After asking, Hua Beibei noticed Li Deshu's gloomy expression. "Ms. Li, are you educating the students?"

Li Deshu smiled awkwardly: "Damn, I didn't have time to check the content of Song Zuan's speech this time, and made such a big joke in front of the whole school..."

"No, his speech is very interesting. I was discussing it with the teacher in the next class just now. It's so touching."

Song Zuan:? ?

Li Deshu:? ?

Touching?

Li Deshu picked up the speech and decided to re-examine it.

-

Speech:

"Fate kisses me with pain, I want to repay it with a song"

Dear teacher, dear students, good morning everyone.

I am Song Zuan from Class A of the Freshman School of Mathematics. It is a great honor to give a speech under the national flag as a student representative.

What I want to talk about today is the counterattack story of a girl with a disabled body and a strong will.

The girl's name is Su Marie, she was framed by her own sister, and at the age of 18, she lost her arms forever.

How many late nights, she could only cry alone, without anyone to comfort her.

Even so, the younger sister didn't think it was enough, and she designed to make Su Marie deaf. Poor Su Marie could only listen to music on Wang Yiyun every night to soothe her soul.

Later, the younger sister got worse and hoarse Su Marie's voice, and Su Marie completely lost her natural voice.

Su Mali was kicked out of Su's house, but she was physically disabled and strong, and she sang and sang on the street every day...

-

Li Deshu read halfway through, and couldn't read any more.

What is this writing about?Looking at it again is also suffering.

Hua Beibei: "My God, Su Marie is so pitiful, woo woo woo... Please follow up!"

Li Deshu:? ?

"Teacher Li, according to my opinion, Song Zuan's speech was quite successful, so you don't have to criticize him."

Song Zuan secretly gave Huabeibei a thumbs up in his heart.

It's fine for the teacher to be pretty, but he still has such a good personality?Great!

[Drip——The host's speech was a big success, and he won the title of "Friends of Women", Jiang Ye's halo of the protagonist? 3%, and the halo of the remaining protagonists is 88%]

My god, there are unexpected gains?

Under Huabeibei's interference, Li Deshu didn't blame any more, and Song Zuan retreated safely.

However, when he returned to the classroom, the Chinese teacher was staring at him fiercely.

Song Zuan saw the blank composition text on his desk, and immediately understood.

"It's the other way around! How dare you, a mere child of the Song family, not do your homework?" Jiang Yu cut to the chase.

Song Zu'an opened his mouth to defend, but he slapped him.

"If you lower the average score of the class in this midterm exam, I will definitely expel you from my class!"

Song Zu'an answered secretly in his heart: "This poor class, don't wait!"

"Without my class, there is no place for you in this school!"

Why is this line somewhat familiar?Next, shouldn't a housekeeper or something come in to see the Dragon King?

Song Zu'an looked outside the door, there was no one there, as expected, the things in the novel were unbelievable.

It is better to pass the mid-term exam honestly, so that you are eligible not to do homework.

------End of this chapter--

Ending eggs:

I didn't think of sand sculpture jokes today, so there are no easter eggs today.