I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

"Master, are you awake?"

"Uh-huh?!"

As soon as Song Zu'an opened his eyes, he found that he was lying in Haidai's arms, with one leg still pressing on Haidai's body.

After realizing the bad posture, he immediately bounced up reflexively.

"Hiss..." His head hit the head of the bed, and he felt a big lump at that moment.

"Master, how are you!?" Hai Dai hurriedly held Song Zu'an's face with both hands, carefully checking whether there was any wound on his head. "Master, your face is a little hot."

"Nonsense! If you stare at me like this, can I not get hot? Your master has a thin skin!"

Song Zuan patted the hand on his cheek away.

Damn it, the big kid who is shorter and younger than me dares to touch my face, making me look like a "boundless person"!

The so-called "Teacher for one day, father for life." This big boy is becoming more and more unruly.

Song Zu'an turned over and got out of bed, and shouted angrily: "Don't you hurry up and get dressed and go to school?!"

Hai Dai responded aggrievedly: "Oh... Got it..."

The New Year's Day is approaching, and Sunshine University is preparing to hold a party.

"Students, next week's Friday is New Year's Day, and the school will hold a New Year's Day party. If you want to perform, sign up with Jiang Ye.

Because there are only two places for performances in each class, if there are too many applicants, we will conduct a rehearsal in the class first, and the students will vote democratically to choose which two works will participate in the final performance. "

Li Deshu finished notifying the matter with a blank face, and found that the students did not seem to show much enthusiasm for the party right away.

Instead, a few students whispered: "Is there no holiday for New Year's Day?"

This muttering was clearly heard by Li Deshu, who had sharp ears.

"What else do you think about besides the holiday? You know it's a holiday all day long! The school holds a party to let you relax after studying. Wouldn't it be nice to have free programs to watch?

Why is there only holidays in your world?Don't you think this kind of life is boring, boring, and boring? "

The students were left speechless by him, and only then began to wonder what kind of show they wanted to sign up for.

After class, a dozen students gathered around Jiang Ye in an instant.

As Jiang Ye's deskmate, Song Zu'an was also surrounded by it.

Jiang also hated being surrounded by people very much. He glanced around and shouted angrily: "Please stay at least one meter away from me!"

The students in the class are used to his appearance of avoiding strangers, so they are not annoyed.They automatically took a step back and said with great enthusiasm:

"Squad leader, I want to sign up to perform a chest crushing boulder."

"Squad leader, we both want to talk about cross talk."

"Hey... I want to sing——"

"I'll show you a finale math problem."

……

The students chattered a lot, and Jiang Ye's notebook was quickly filled to the brim.

Song Zuan, who has no special skills, watched coldly, "Childish! It's just a party, what's there to do?"

[Drip——It is detected that Jiang Ye is about to play piano music at the New Year's Eve party and become famous in one fell swoop. The protagonist's halo blinds the host's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes. 】

[The system can generate three solutions, whether to generate? 】

"Wait, what I'm more concerned about is... why did you blind me? Or the dog's eyes? Can't blind Haidai?"

[This is just a rhetorical technique, the host must not take it to heart. 】

"Metaphor or personification?"

【exaggerate. 】

[Ask again, do you want to generate a plan? 】

"generate."

[Drip—the plan has been generated. 】

【A? Find someone to break Jiang Ye's hands so that he can't play the piano. 】

【B? Broke the piano before Jiang Ye went on stage to perform. 】

【C? Perform a more exciting program than Jiang Ye's piano music. 】

From these three options, A is undoubtedly the easiest.

As long as Jiang Ye's hands are injured, there is no doubt that he will never be able to play the piano on stage again.

But Song Zuan wouldn't be so bad.

He didn't need to make such a frenzied move in order to complete a task that would destroy the protagonist's aura.

Besides, the act of preventing others from participating in the event is really indecent, and Song Zu'an despises it.

"I have never done anything to prevent others from participating in activities in my life. I have always convinced people with virtue."

【Host, that fun math activity...】

"you shut up!"

As for option B, it is not as good as A.

Option A is at least as bad as aboveboard, and as bad as candid.

And option B is not only bad, but also extremely wretched.

Song Zuan had no choice but to choose C——

Use a more exciting program to suppress Jiang Ye's aura.

But looking at Song Zu'an's body, how can he have any talents that he can show?

Just now I don’t know which classmate said to perform a math finale problem, he may be good at it.

But at an event like the New Year's Eve party, you still come to solve math problems?Your head has been kicked by a donkey!

"System, what do you think I should act like? So far, the cheats you have given me are nothing more than [One Eye, Ten Lines, Photographic Memory].

And this kind of thing doesn't seem to be easy to perform. Should I show them reciting ancient poems in situ?unrealistic..."

[The host has something to say, please speak directly, it is difficult for artificial intelligence to understand what you mean. 】

"Ham... What I want to express is, can you give me another hook? Give me a little talent beyond learning."

[I can't be the master of this kind of cheating, the host should discuss it with the god of death first. 】

"Why is it like this every time? You have failed too much in making the system, and you don't even have the right to open it."

"Ah..." Song Zuan sighed again and again, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Death.

[Song Zu'an]: Brother, I want to ask you to open a hook for me.

[Reaper addicted to work]: Tell me what you want to hang up, I'm busy with business.

Song Zuan thought for a while, Jiang also played the piano, and matched it with his handsome and noble appearance.Like a Disney prince on the run.

What kind of person can defeat the prince?

Only the prince's father.

Or a more handsome prince than a prince.

[Song Zu'an]: Brother, I want a golden finger for dancing.

The performance of dancing is more open, and it should be able to compete with Jiang Yejing's piano.

[Reaper addicted to work]: What kind of dance do you want?

[Song Zu'an]: Which dance is the most handsome?

[Reaper addicted to work]: As long as you dance well, any dance can be brilliant.

[Song Zu'an]: That's fine, just open one for me.

[Reaper addicted to work]: Okay, one skill is 5 million.

[Song Zu'an]: 5 million? !Are you stealing money?At the beginning, the person who took my head only paid 1 million yuan in compensation. Is my life not as good as a skill?

[Reaper addicted to work]: Who says it's not.

Song Zu'an was already so poor, how could he get 5 million?

"Anyway, I can't get 5 million. If I want money, I will die!"

[Reaper addicted to work]: It doesn't matter if you can't get it now, I will give you credit, and I will not bargain.I'll give you three seconds to think about it, and if you don't want it, I'll leave.

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[Song Zu'an]: All right, all right, can I buy it?

[Reaper who is obsessed with work]: Alright, Goldfinger will be credited soon. I am busy with business, so I will leave.

As soon as Reaper went offline, the system immediately broadcasted it.

[Drip - the host has been equipped with top ballet skills. 】

"what?!"

ballet... ballet...

Song Zuan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

-----End of this chapter--