The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

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[It’s not cicada]: Good morning brother, a new day, new vitality.

[Stinky Orange]: ...

[Stinky Orange]: It's too early.

[I don’t know]: Are you still here to play today?I am brushing the college entrance examination papers, and some may not be good at it.

[Stinky Orange]: Don’t come, don’t come, it doesn’t apply to me.

[Stinky Orange]: You don't know what I went through last night.

[Smelly Tangerine]: Where will you not make video calls to me, except when you are taking a shower, you will answer them at other times.Take the weekend off and don't write that stuff ahead of time.

[It’s not cicada]: Hahaha, see you that Monday, I will continue to sleep.

[Stinky Orange]: So you came here to wake me up at this point, right?smile.jpg

[It’s not cicada]: You also continue to sleep.smirk.jpg

[Stinky Orange]: You worked really hard just to wake me up and watch the excitement.

Before the morning reading on Monday morning, Luo Zhiyu took the time to go upstairs, opened the glass window of Class 3 ([-]) and returned Xiao Yan's towel to him.

Xiao Yan was writing and calculating in his own place, and when he didn't pay attention, the window beside him was opened by someone in the corridor, and a bed of towels was thrown on his head.

"I washed it clean." Luo Zhiyu said proudly, "You smell it, does it smell like your pheromone?"

Xiao Yan: "..." He didn't really want to discuss whether the quilt is original or not in the morning reading class.

A class of early-reading students didn’t read any more, and everyone was talking about something they didn’t know. They were all peeking at Luo Zhiyu outside the window, bowing their heads quietly to exchange a few words from time to time.

Xiao Yan took off the towel on his head, folded it and put it in the desk drawer, and waved away.

"You just throw the towel in someone's box, and you still need someone to wash it for you." Someone came over and joked to Xiao Yan, "Do you think you are sorry for him?"

"It's okay." Since the relationship between the two has eased, when Luo Zhiyu is in a good mood, he will take the initiative to protect Xiao Yan's reputation, "I volunteer, and I am very happy to wash his clothes."

"Please shut up." Xiao Yan, who was sitting by the window, stretched out his hand to beat Luo Zhiyu, Luo Zhiyu stepped back as expected, and smiled more and more complacently.

Teacher Li came to the class to assign homework, and saw Luo Zhiyu's red school uniform at a glance. This high school student seems to have been running upstairs quite frequently recently, and he is very proficient in visiting.

"Hello, Teacher Li." Luo Zhiyu was very polite, "Let me see if my brother Yan is doing well."

Teacher Li: "?" The child spoke very politely, but why did he sound eccentric.

Fortunately, Teacher Li didn't dwell on this issue for too long. When the class bell rang, Luo Zhiyu slipped along the stairs.

No. [-] Middle School Campus Forum——

[Quick report, Xiao Yan even asked Luo Zhiyu to wash the quilt for him, and Luo Zhiyu actually agreed. Are the two of them pinching or dating now? 】

1L: Two people whose relationship is a mystery, I asked if I still have a chance.

2L: Uh, how did it become this version... Cover your face and cry.jpg, just get used to it, the two of them are like this all day long, without stopping.

3L: It's a friendly exchange. Don't make people too complicated. In a word, they are absolutely pure.

4L: They are absolutely pure! ! ! (Breaking sound)

5L: Is the relationship between the two of them good enough to exchange pheromones?dog head.jpg

6L: What's the big deal, 0%, I've long thought that the set of rules between AO and AO is annoying, I really appreciate the way they get along, brother Yan, don't be cowardly.

7L: I don't know why, but I feel Brother Lu is making a fuss.

During the big class break, Luo Zhiyu saw Xiao Yan again. Xiao Yan and a few people from the student union wore duty badges and followed the teachers to check the morning exercises of each class. Few people in high school were willing to do radio gymnastics, and they were a little taller. All the trainees hid back and moved their arms and stretched their legs symbolically after the team. Those in the front row could not escape, but they could only smile "I was forced to" and follow the lead operator firmly.

When Xiao Yan found out that Class 3 ([-]) of Senior High, Luo Zhiyu was paddling happily in the back row, completely oblivious to the approach of someone. A week ago, Luo Zhiyu had better do radio gymnastics seriously Students, until one day, this group of people took him to experience the fun of paddling.

It's not that they don't like sports, it's just that challenging the rules itself is a kind of fun for high school students who are boring and monotonous in their study and life. Even if they are talking nonsense in the back row, this group of people will never tire of it.

"Next week is the culture and art week, and each class will have a program." Someone said, "No. [-] Middle School arranges the art week before the end of the term every time, how can I be in the mood."

"It's been so cold recently. Look at the gloomy weather. I think it's going to snow in the afternoon," another person said.

"It's really cold." Luo Zhiyu tucked his hands into his sleeves, hopping around with the crowd, trying to warm himself up.

"I decided to go home after the final exam." In the sixth section of radio gymnastics, the physical education teacher on the rostrum made a bending movement following the music. Jing Ximing nodded as a bending, "wasting time on the way home, I had nothing to do when I went back, I carried a schoolbag of books on my back, I wished I could take all of them back, but I didn’t read any of them, and I just memorized them back intact, I’m like a fool.”

"I had an exciting time this weekend." Luo Zhiyu recalled the experience on Friday night, and thought of the last sentence "cover? me" that Xiao Yan sent, and almost laughed out loud on the playground.

Then he was caught by classmate Xiao Yan who was on duty: "Why are you laughing, you are so happy, let me have fun with you when you tell me."

"You may not be too happy." Luo Zhiyu blurted out, "Trust me."

A group of paddling people saw that the student union was on duty, stood up quickly, paddled back to their original positions, and then turned back. Luo Zhiyu didn't have time, Xiao Yan came too suddenly, this group of people sold teammates. It was so fast that he couldn't remember where he should stand for a while.

Luo Zhiyu: "..."

Xiao Yan, who acted impartially, took Luo Zhiyu, who was on the order, aside.

"They sell teammates." Luo Zhiyu complained.

"I don't care about that." Xiao Yan said, "You can also sell your teammates. For this kind of thing, whoever is caught is the one."

"Which class?" Xiao Yan walked through the process with a straight face, "Stand still, don't look around."

"Grade 3 ([-]) class." Luo Zhiyu said before Xiao Yan opened his mouth, "You wrote it yourself, it's in my exercise book, I haven't had time to correct it, the evidence is solid, don't accept rebuttals, you're right. "

Xiao Yan: "..." I have nothing to say.

"How far is the radio drill?" It's a matter of business, people still have to be disciplined, Xiao Yan continued to change the subject with a straight face, "Stand still, don't talk about anything else."

"Second year (3) Ban Luozhi, thank you. You wrote the class, and you called it one by one. Remember it, and deduct points quickly. Don't be polite, we won't talk about anything else." Luo Zhiyu relied on Come over, pat Xiao Yan on the shoulder, and act both soft and hard, "Brother Yan, pretend you didn't see it, okay, otherwise you'll catch me when there are so many people paddling?"

"Are you selfish toward me?" Luo Zhiyu whispered in Xiao Yan's ear, "Brother Yan."

"Two students in the back row of class one (3), what are you doing?" Director Xu asked on the rostrum, "The students on duty continue to work, and the other student hurried back to his queue. In a few minutes, is there anything that must be said at this time? Why don't you come up ahead and tell us all?"

There was a burst of laughter on the playground, and the team that had just been reorganized became crooked.

Luo Zhiyu slipped back to the team of the third class, and continued to mix the time of radio gymnastics. Xiao Yan stopped in place for two seconds, until the slight warmth on the neck slowly disappeared, and then continued to move forward.

The corners of Luo Zhiyu's mouth were slightly curved, and he looked back with the joy of winning a fight, just in time to see the back of the boy in the blue and white school uniform walking away under the light gray sky in late winter, Xiao Yan's school uniform was not zipped, The cold wind made his coat flutter gently. I don't know if it's because of the color of the school uniform. In Luo Zhiyu's eyes, Xiao Yan is particularly conspicuous at this time.

Inexplicably, he saw a mixed feeling of loneliness and handsomeness from this picture.

"They're all wearing school uniforms, so what's the point of pretending." Luo Zhiyu muttered, "Why didn't I find out before."

"You're right." Jing Ximing was at a loss.

The sky had been gloomy all morning, and finally there were small snowflakes in the afternoon, and there was also a layer of fog on the windows.

When Xiao Yan passed by Class One (3) in the afternoon, the classroom was closed, the windows were covered with fog, and he couldn’t see clearly the inside of the classroom. A row of students by the window were drawing bamboo, smiling faces and watermelons on the glass windows. The window is quite special. Xiao Yan is written on it, and a turtle is painted beside it, with an orange on its back. The painting level is quite high, and it is not in the same style as the surrounding windows at first glance.

Xiao Yan: "..."

Fan Yue quickly persuaded the fight: "Forget it, let's pretend that we haven't passed by here, and pretend that we haven't seen anything."

"No, we can't just let it go." Otherwise, there will definitely be a next time.

In the afternoon, the snowflakes drifted bigger and bigger, and the ground gradually began to accumulate snow. When Luo Zhiyu went to the cafeteria for dinner, the snow was already deep. Jing Ximing tore a piece of paper from his back at the beginning of evening self-study. A post-it note with a turtle drawn on it, which looks like the one on the window.

[It’s not cicada]: You’re all boring.

[Stinky Orange]: You are all boring.

[Not knowing]: When it was posted, I have no feeling.

[Stinky Orange]: When you lowered your head and gnawed on the chicken leg.

[It’s not cicada]: My brother is too bad.

[It’s not cicada]: So cute and pitiful.jpg

[Stinky Orange]: ...

[Stinky Orange]: I don't know why, but I always feel that our chat records are colorful.

[Stinky Orange]: I thought about it, it should be your fault.

[It’s not cicada]: I haven’t.

[It’s not cicada]: Don’t talk nonsense.

[Stinky Orange]: OK.

[Smelly Tangerine]: Brother is not bad, you come up to play, brother will not bully you.

[Smelly Orange]: Smile.jpg

The classroom was suddenly pitch black, and the lights dimmed. For a while, only the light from the phone screen in Luo Zhiyu’s hand was left. The snow was so heavy that the entire campus of No. [-] Middle School was cut off. Luo Zhiyu, who was studying on his phone at night, was playing with his phone , instantly exposed.

"There will be electricity later, it should be soon." The head teacher has experience, "Don't panic, sit in your original position, speak in a quieter voice, and don't learn from the next class."

"What are you talking about? You are the only one playing with your mobile phone in the evening self-study." The head teacher who supervised the evening self-study asked him, "Send me the mobile phone for me to see. Who are you chatting with so happily? You don't do your homework well."

Luo Zhiyu handed over his mobile phone.

Upstairs in Class 3 ([-]), Xiao Yan received a new piece of news——

"Wall Grass" applied to add you as a friend.

Remark message: You taught me to sell teammates. I sold you just now.

Xiao Yan: "?"