I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

Saturday……

It was a good day to sleep under the covers.

Song Zuan had to go to school because of the so-called "economic crime".

In the office of the Moral Education Department, the principal, dean, grade leader, head teacher...

All the staff are here, ready for battle.

Even the big dad who cooks in the cafeteria is there.

Everyone looked solemn, staring at Song Zuan without blinking.

As if to stare him out of a hole.

"Uh... Teachers, may I ask what I did?"

As soon as the words fell, the shovel in the hands of the cafeteria uncle fell to the ground with a clang.

Tears were running down his elderly face, like a little daughter-in-law who has been greatly wronged.

"Uh...uncle, I didn't bother you much, did I?"

"How did you get the money in your meal card?!" The 50-year-old cafeteria uncle was crying like a child.

"The balance in your meal card is close to [-] million!"

It turned out to be the case.

It has been almost half a year since the [-] million meal card incident, did you find out?

The management of the canteen is also too negligent.

"The credit card machine for eating rice can only display 5 digits at most. I never expected that someone has a card with [-] million!"

According to the recharge process of the meal card, the user needs to hand over the money to the canteen manager, and then the manager manually changes the balance data.

But now Song Zuan's card has an extra [-] million out of thin air.

Canteen management staff did not receive the money.

Isn't it free to eat and drink for a while?

And who changed the data of the [-] million balance?

Who has the ability to reach the sky?

The uncle believes that there must be a hacker team behind Song Zuan.

They hacked into the backstage of the cafeteria and altered the data without authorization.

The amount involved is as high as [-] million, which is beyond the scope of the school.

"Damn Death!" Song Zu'an spat in his heart.

The uncle in the canteen fell to the ground aggrieved. "This is a small business for us..."

Song Zu'an was a little annoyed by the crying.

"Don't cry, can't I give you [-] million?"

What?Give [-] million?

All the people present were stunned.

As the head teacher, Li Deshu knew that Song Zu'an seemed to have gotten lucky recently, and he was no longer the poor boy who couldn't afford food and clothing.

But no matter how lucky a person is, it won't be easy to talk about hundreds of millions.

The director of academic affairs at the side still remembered Song Zu'an's kindness to help the school eliminate more than a dozen scourges, so he tried to dissuade him.

"Student Song, the teacher knows that you are fascinated by ghosts for a while, as long as you admit your mistakes, you will make up for the money you spent.

I believe that uncle will forgive you. "

Oh, it's all over.

It wasn't Song Zu'an's fault at all, but after all, it wasn't the uncle's fault.

It's better to bear it first.

"Uncle, I haven't noticed that my meal card balance is [-] million more, it's probably a bug in your backstage.

【Ah, host, is this how you take responsibility? 】

Song Zu'an had a pure face, and quibbled aggrievedly: "I'm just an ordinary college student, how could there be a team of hackers. You usually don't read some Teletubbies novels, or your brain will be too big to make up for it."

This matter is too bizarre, and it is not impossible that there is a bug in the background of the cafeteria recharge system.

The teachers are still willing to believe in this innocent and kind student.

No one wants to make things big, as long as the uncle's loss is made up for.

"Uncle, although the collapse of your backstage has caused me a lot of trouble, I am kind-hearted and will not pursue it with you. You don't have to blame yourself too much."

Song Zuan squatted down, with his right hand on the uncle's back to help smooth the air.

However, the uncle's face turned blue and purple, becoming smoother and angrier.

He looked at Song Zu'an's not irritable and quite rich appearance, rolled his eyes and said, "Then you pay double the money."

"Uncle, he is just a student, how can he have any money? Forget the original price of compensation, we will ask him to write a review and apologize to you."

The teacher next to him felt that the double compensation was too much, and wanted to help Song Zuan reduce the burden.

However, at this moment Song Zuan was in a daze.

Didn't I just say that I was willing to pay [-] million?no one heard?

If the compensation is doubled, the meal expenses for these few months will be at most 1.

As for the canteen uncle, he firmly disagreed with the proposal of compensation at the original price.

"How is that possible? Can the money obtained through improper means be forgiven as long as it is returned? What about my mental damage?"

Song Zu'an didn't want to quarrel for a long time here because of this mere tens of thousands of dollars.

I don't want to embarrass the teachers present.

He raised his forehead and said helplessly: "I'll give [-] million to make up the money in the meal card, and another [-] million to buy the canteen, okay?"

No one believed what he said.

The scene is still debating whether to "compensate at the original price" or "double compensation".

Tsk, do adults talk to themselves like this?

Song Zu'an had no choice but to stand up and shouted with all his strength: "I said, I'll pay [-] million, is that okay?!"

The canteen uncle frowned, "Are you sick?" written all over his face

As the saying goes, "If you don't have hair on your mouth, you can't do things well."

This Song Zu'an doesn't even have full hair, so what credibility is there in what he said?

Just keep arguing...

The scene fell into chaos again.

Song Zuan threw a glass on the table to the ground in a rage.

With a click, everyone barely shut their mouths.

"One last time, I'll pay [-] million to make up for the meal card, and another [-] million to buy the cafeteria, okay?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally Li Deshu came forward.

"If you really have [-] million, let alone the cafeteria, you can buy the whole school."

Sunshine University is a private school. It has become quite famous over the years. How could it be sold for such a small amount of money?

Headmaster Hai disagreed.

"You can buy a canteen, but you can't buy a school."

"Tch, it's as if he really has [-] million." The uncle pursed his mouth in disdain, and squinted at him.

"I spent more than [-] yuan to contract the work of this canteen, and I have to give part of the income to the school every year. If you have the [-] million yuan, I will not only quit the canteen, but also give you three kowtows!"

A person in his teens would bet and kowtow at every turn, naive!

Song Zu'an didn't have the habit of watching people kowtow.

Seeing Jiang Ye's dog carrying a schoolbag is more interesting than this.

"Okay, I don't have time to deal with you, just slip away the program, sign the contract and transfer the money, and it's over!"

After all, audiences don't like to watch shows where bad old men kowtow...

The uncle was taken aback by the words.

He thought he could earn [-] million with tears in his eyes, but he didn't expect [-] million of which was the transfer fee to the school.

And the other [-] million shaved off the already spent expenses should be settled to the next person in charge of the cafeteria.

That is Song Zuan himself.

In the end, the uncle got only tears, not [-] million.

Under the astonishing eyes of all the teachers, Song Zu'an was promoted to the school's partner.

Or a partner who can buy the entire school at every turn.

"I, Song Zu'an, face this sky and this earth, and I swear: From the moment I take over the cafeteria,

Aunt Dacai will never shake her hands!

Tomato scrambled eggs will have eggs in them!

There will be ribs in the radish rib soup!Halfway through registering for the dishes, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

It was a call from Tianqi.

"Brother Zu'an, last time you promised to help me steal Jiang Ye's underwear, does it still count?"

Although Song Zuan's mobile phone had a good radio effect, the people present still heard something.

Li Deshu questioned: "What are you going to steal?"