I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

This was the first time that Song Zu'an had the opportunity to enter Jiang Ye's home, and he was always rejected by Jiang Ye before.

Although Song and Jiang's villas are adjacent to each other and have the same structure, the furnishings inside are quite different.Who will live more at a glance.

Mother Jiang sat on the sofa like a queen, showing no signs of getting up to greet her.

"Auntie, hello..."

Jiang's mother took a sip of the coffee in front of her unhurriedly, and finally squinted at Song Zu'an.

Song Zuan panicked a lot, my god, did you see the parents so scary?Jiang Ye is such a mother...it seems more difficult to get along with than him...

"Are you Jiang Ye's classmate?"

"Yeah, I, I'm his deskmate. I'm taking the liberty to come to the door this time. I want to ask how Jiang Ye is doing recently?"

"You said he hasn't gone to school for several days?"

"Uh... yes."

"Do you know what he went to do?"

"Ah? I..." I just came to ask about Jiang Ye's whereabouts, why did you ask me back?

Jiang's mother held the dominant position throughout the whole process, Song Zu'an regretted it very much, and would not have come if she had known.

"As Jiang Ye's deskmate, how is your academic performance?"

"My academic performance..." Song Zuan pursed his lips confidently, academic performance and so on are all strengths. "I was No.4 in the class in the midterm exam."

"No.4..." Mother Jiang frowned, as if thinking of something, "No.4, are you that Song Zuan?"

"Ang, Auntie really has vision. I'm that handsome, suave, graceful Song Zu'an, who has a good academic performance."

……

A flash of disgust flashed in Jiang's mother's eyes, she turned her gaze to the maid just now, and said, "Alice? Angelia? Binglingxue Yanxi? Lan Lingyu? Bloodthirsty glass? ? Baoyou, see off the guests."

The maid immediately understood and said: "Young Master Song, our wife is tired, you should go back first."

"(=°Д°=) Huh??"

Did you say something wrong?Or is it that Aunt Jiang doesn't like handsome people?Or is No.4 not good enough, not dazzling enough?

Song Zuan quickly added some glorious deeds of his own: "In addition to good academic performance, my talent is also good, ballet can be called..."

"Hmmmmmm! You asked me...to say..." The maid pretended to cover Song Zuan's mouth tightly and pushed him out of the door.

Pushing until a hundred meters away from the villa, the maid pretended to let go.

"Alice? Angelia? Binglingxue Yanxi? Lan Lingyu? Bloodthirsty glass? Beauty? Dark night crystal? Nine pieces of wine? Auntie Baoyou, why don't you let me talk!?"

"Song Gongzi has a good memory. He remembered my name after only listening to it once! The young master didn't remember it until he stumbled and read it twice."

"Of course, how can an ordinary person like your young master compare with me?"

"But as far as I know, Mr. Song has been taking the bottom No. 1 child before. The teacher named and criticized him many times in the parent group..."

There is such a thing?In Song Zuan's memory, her mother never said these things...

No wonder Mother Jiang's attitude changed so much just now. It turned out that the name Song Zu'an had long been notorious among the parents.

"So Alice? Angelia? Binglingxue Yanxi? Lan Lingyu? Bloodthirsty Liuli? Mei? Night Crystal? Nine pieces of wine? Auntie Baoyou, why did you choose such a long name?"

Huh?This turning point is a bit big...

"Madam likes European style nobility, so I took this name. In fact, I am Yin'er from Nagada in the Northeast."

"Young Master Song, you should be careful! What you said just now was too dangerous. You even mentioned ballet in front of your wife. If it weren't for my quick hands, you would probably die there."

"Why can't you dance ballet??"

How many other settings in this world do I, Song Zuan, not know about?I am a fake author!

"I don't know the specific reason. I just remember that the young master was forced to learn ballet when he was a child. One day he went to a ballet class. When he came back, he was covered in injuries and his little skirt was in tatters...

From then on, the young master never let people mention ballet, and the madam also... Damn it!Why did I say so much again, I should go back. "

"Tsk..." Song Zu'an suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten after hearing the explanation in the maid's attire. "Jiang is also the male lead... this is inappropriate."

"This kind of setting, the reader's father will not agree! I, the author, do not agree either!"

Song Zu'an recalled the look Jiang Ye cast when he was reporting for the ballet program.

At that time, I thought it was self-blame, but now that I think about it, it was probably a misunderstanding.

[The host, the ancients said: Therefore, when the heavens will send a great mission to the people, they must first suffer from their will, work their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies...]

[Suffering is the only way to become a hero. 】

"Don't think that if you say that, I will forgive you and Death God for what you did!"

[The system has exited the live broadcast room. 】

"Song Gongzi, I have to remind you, according to your poor academic performance, the madam will not allow you to associate with the young master, and she will even ask to change your seat."

No, no, the fourth in the class and the ninth in the ninth grade have poor academic performance?

Who can stand this?

"Don't, I will definitely be the first in my grade at the end of the semester exam. Auntie, please go and say something nice to me."

"Are you number one in grade? Don't dream, our young master has never lost No. 1 in his life. If you can take the first grade test, I will live broadcast and stand on your head in a maid outfit!"

"Ah, don't, don't!" Song Zu'an hurriedly stopped, he was already old, and he still wanted to stand on his head, what's his hobby?

Let's change the bet that is good for everyone...

"I'm the first in the grade, you can tell me how to adjust the seat, will it work!"

"I like it."

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Monday, freshman class A.

I don't know which righteous man is so powerful that he persuaded Jiang Ye to come back to school.

Song Zu'an looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar figure from the back, recalling Jiang Ye's appearance in a tutu when he was a child, and couldn't help feeling sad.

My hero, you have suffered.

Song Zu installed as if nothing had happened, sat down next to Jiang Ye carelessly, and issued a straight man's apology.

"Can't I be wrong? Don't be angry."

Jiang Ye's pen trembled when he was doing the question: Song Zu'an is... crazy?

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

Ending eggs:

[Song Zu'an]: Jiang Ye, I was wrong, I didn't know that you were...by that when you were young.

[Jiang Ye]: What?

[Song Zu'an]: Alice? Angelia? Binglingxue Yanxi? Lan Lingyu?

Sorry, I didn't know you had this experience with ballet...

[Jiang Ye]: Did you know that I wore a tutu and danced with the family that buried my love when I was young?

[Song Zu'an]: Huh? ?