I Have A God-Level Income System

He can't interfere too much in this matter.

He has already reminded Cheng Hao, and I believe Cheng Hao also reminded his parents with the same words.

But if they don't take it seriously, if you go and chatter again, not only will they not appreciate it, but they will be dissatisfied!

Besides, this is all his guesswork.

What if Yang Yujiang didn't have that kind of thought?

Or did Cheng Hao's parents have the means to suppress Yang Yujiang?

"By the way, Brother Yan, Wednesday is my mother's birthday. I want to invite you to attend. Are you free?" Cheng Hao said suddenly.

"Okay, Wednesday, right? I'll definitely go!"

Just as Gao Yan nodded in agreement, the class bell rang.

This class is a class meeting.

There are two main things, the first thing is the handover fee, and the second thing is that there are a few programs in the welcome party for the class to participate in the election.

"Everyone take the initiative to sign up, don't let me roll the roll!" the counselor Fan Xin said.

But after more than ten seconds of silence, no one took the initiative.

Fan Xin hated iron for being weak, so his eyes fell on class monitor Xu Lingfeng: "Xu Lingfeng, you are the class monitor, so it's not too much to have a show?"

Xu Lingfeng bit the bullet and said, "Not too much!"

Then, Fan Xin's eyes fell on Zhang Feifei, the cultural and art committee member again: "Student Zhang Feifei, you are a cultural and art committee member, so it's not too much to have a show?"

"Not too much!" Zhang Feifei readily agreed.

Fan Xin's eyes scanned the classroom again, and finally fell on Yang Yue: "Student Yang Yue, how about you make a show?"

"Yes, but I have a request!" Yang Yue said.

"any request?"

"I want Gao Yan to assist me in making a show!" Yang Yue said loudly.

Hearing this, the boys in the class all looked envious.

Fan Xin also had a meaningful expression, looking at Gao Yan: "Student Gao Yan, did you hear what Yang Yue said, what do you think?"

"Teacher Fan, I really don't have an art talent, why don't I find someone else!"

Gao Yan shook his head.

"I can assist student Yang Yue!"

At this time, Zhou Yuchao shouted loudly.

"I also apply to assist student Yang Yue!"

Another boy followed suit.

Next, several boys took the initiative to apply.

Fan Xin asked Yang Yue: "Gao Yan is not willing, Yang Yue, you can choose one of these boys!"

"no!"

Yang Yue shook his head resolutely: "I want Gao Yan to assist, as long as he is willing to assist me, I guarantee that my program will be selected!"

"In this case, Gao Yan will come to assist Yang Yue!"

Fan Xin stopped seeking Gao Yan's opinion and announced the result directly.

"Brother Yan, cowhide!"

Cheng Hao gave Gao Yan a thumbs up under the table.

Gao Yan was a little speechless. I really don't know what kind of nerve is wrong with Yang Yue, but the counselor has already called the name, so he can only agree.

After all, Fan Xin treated him well in the past, and it was not easy for him to refute the opponent's face.

After a class is over.

Gao Yan was about to leave the classroom.

Yang Yue stopped him.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Let's find a place to discuss what program to put on!" Yang Yue said.

"You acted full of confidence just now, you should have a plan, do you need to discuss it with me?" Gao Yan joked.

"Faith for faith, but no plan yet!"

Yang Yue proudly said: "You agreed to the counselor in front of the whole class, so you don't mean you want to pick someone up?"

"Okay, then find a place to discuss and discuss!"

Gao Yan did not refuse again.

After a few minutes.

Inside a box of a coffee shop outside the school.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Gao Yan was stirring the coffee in his cup, looking a little careless, but in fact, his insightful eyes were observing a car not far from the cafe.

Through his discerning eyes, he has confirmed their identities as spies from the Lu family.

But the strength is not strong.

The strongest is An Jin, and the other three are only Ming Jin.

"I have a plan. I'll play the piano and you will dance!" Yang Yue said slyly.

"Back dancer?"

Fortunately, Gao Yan hadn't had coffee yet, otherwise he would have sprayed the woman in front of him: "Are you kidding me, I can't dance at all!"

"I'll teach you!"

Yang Yue said: "You seem very smart, you should learn it soon."

"Not learn!"

Gao Yan resolutely refused.

"You don't have a sense of collective consciousness yet. Since you are here to assist me, you have to listen to me!" Yang Yue said forcefully.

"You're overthinking, I'm at most helping you with ideas, don't ask me for performances."

Gao Yan didn't like this, and then he lowered his voice: "Yang Yue, I advise you not to go too far, otherwise, don't blame me for punishing you!"

While speaking, Gao Yan stretched out his hand and waved it in the void.

Seeing his gesture, Yang Yue recalled, and felt a hot feeling in a certain part of her body, but her eyes were a little more excited, and she provocatively said, "How dare you!"

Gao Yan stood up and sat down beside Yang Yue.

"What do you want to do, I advise you not to mess around?"

Yang Yue said in a trembling voice, not knowing whether it was excitement or fear.

"Give you a chance to reorganize the language!"

Gao Yan stared at her with a smile.

"No, I want you to accompany the dancer. If you don't agree, I will report to the counselor that you don't cooperate!" Yang Yue said very stubbornly.

"It seems that you are determined to seek a fight!"

Gao Yan sneered, stretched out his hand and pulled Yang Yue to press him on his leg, and pumped towards those two buttocks.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Yang Yue also groaned.

But the strange thing is that she didn't struggle.

If he observed Yang Yue's expression at this time, he would find that the other party bit his lip and closed his eyes, with a bit of shame and desire in his expression.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Gao Yan raised his hand and gave her two more blows.

And asked: "Do you still want to be a demon?"

"If you dare, kill me!" Yang Yue said, but her voice was nasal.

"Provoke me!"

Gao Yan sneered, continued to raise his hand and lowered it with a little more force.

Under the pain, Yang Yue couldn't help moaning in pain, but the other party still didn't have the slightest intention to beg for mercy.

For a while, Gao Yan also had some headaches.

He straightened the other person's body, and found that Yang Yue closed his eyes and bit his lips at this moment, his beautiful cheeks were blushing, exuding a seductive aura.

"Hi, are you okay?"

Gao Yan shook her arm.

At this time, Yang Yue opened his eyes, those eyes were watery, as if they could swallow people's sight.

suddenly.

Yang Yue rushed forward without warning, Gao Yan subconsciously thought that the other party wanted to bite him again, so he quickly stretched out his hand to push him.

Then, both of them were a little dumbfounded.

Because the hands are soft to the touch.

On the other hand, Yang Yue's cheeks became redder, almost charming.

"Bastard, don't let go!"

Seeing that Gao Yan didn't intend to let go, Yang Yue couldn't help cursing in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Gao Yan quickly withdrew his hand and apologized.

"who knows!"

Yang Yue sneered.

"What do you want?"

Hearing this, Yang Yue was furious, gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "Backup dancer!"

"no!"

"If you dare to refuse, I will sue you for being a hooligan!" Yang Yue threatened.

"who knows?"

Gao Yan pouted: "Okay, I still have something to do, so I'll go first!"

"return!"

Seeing Gao Yan leaving quickly, Yang Yue was so angry in his heart that he couldn't help cursing: "Gao Yan, you bastard, you know how to bully me!"

Cursing and cursing, she couldn't help lying on the table and crying.

"Okay, such a big person is still crying, wipe it off!"

At this time, a voice rang in his ears, and Yang Yue raised his head subconsciously, only to find that the bastard had gone and returned.

And Gao Yan looked at the beautiful pear-blossoming and rainy cheeks in front of her, and suddenly felt a little moved. She reached out and wiped her tears with a tissue, and said softly, "Be good, don't cry!"