On how to be favored on the throne

At noon, the two rows of green trees were lush, and the sidewalk was full of freshmen who came to report and carried big bags.

Feng Xiaotian walked in a hurry and didn't intend to stop. Even so, Alpha's handsome appearance still provoked the exclamation of the military students who came to report.But fortunately, it was written on his face that strangers should not approach him, so no one dared to strike up a conversation.

The beautiful omega senior from the logistics department waved her fingers in front of the omega freshman, "You're back to yourself, how are you, isn't Feng Shi handsome?"

The freshman nodded like a pounding garlic, his eyes were shining, "Handsome, handsome! Do you have the contact information of this senior sister?"

The senior sister had known this question earlier, and she shook her head, "Don't think about it, I already have my own heart, well, it's the first place in the list of the combat department."

"Zuo, Combat Department?" The freshman was startled, his eyes trembling, and it took him a while to find his voice, "Aren't all Combat Departments alpha?!"

"Haven't you heard that the Combat Department of the Second Military Academy admitted a beta two years ago?" The senior sister said, with a yearning look on her face, and her tone was fluttering, "Song Wenge from the Combat Department is the treasure of all our teachers and students. That skill, if I were an alpha, I would also hehehe..."

There was a trace of suspiciousness on the corner of the senior sister's mouth, and her gaze gradually became lewd.

The freshman was shocked: "????" Sister, wait a minute, why do you want to beta in Xiao as an omega!

However, that senior sister was already immersed in her own fantasy and couldn't listen to her at all.

At this moment, Wen Ge, the object of sexual obsession, is in the combat department's exclusive training room—the individual fighting room.

Today, with more and more advanced technology and means of attack, individual combat seems to have become irrelevant, but since the day Wen Ge stepped into the galaxy military academy, the individual combat room of the galaxy military academy has never been short of people.

Who told him that this new leader doesn't like mechs and hand-to-hand combat.When Wen Ge first entered the military academy, I don’t know how many alphas were unconvinced. They lined up one by one to find Wen Ge to fight one-on-one. Logically speaking, as a beta, Wen Ge’s physique must not be as good as alpha’s, but he chose the best in the one-on-one fight. Not suitable for individual combat, and even defeated all the alphas who came to challenge in one fell swoop.

Hence the name: military academy mvp.

Gradually, the Alphas have gradually gotten used to the daily routine of being abused by a beta, and even made up jokes to laugh at themselves on the military academy intranet.

"As an alpha, I ask myself every day, can I beat Song Wenge today?"

"Answer: No."

Of course, there are also some who can't beat Wen Ge and refuse to accept it, referred to as Neiwang Lemon Essence.

As a beta, Wen Ge doesn't have the strong physique of an alpha, but looks more like an omega. His slender figure and slightly undulating muscle lines stretch out with his beating movements. The face, even hitting people with hands is pleasing to the eye.Wen Ge punched a junior who came to challenge him, and said in a proud tone, "Next, No. 45."

Alpha 44, which was beaten into the air, looked at Wen Ge tremblingly, and fled away like a monster.

At this moment, Feng Xiaotian hurried over, "Brother Song, I heard that a big man is coming to our military academy, and the instructor appointed you to be the representative of the military academy."

"Who is here?" Wen Ge asked subconsciously.

"It's said to be the eldest prince," Feng Xiaotian said next to Wen Ge's ear.

Wen Ge shook his hand and almost dropped the water glass on the ground.

Thinking that he ran away from home for many years, and changed his name to Song Wenge specially for the sake of safety, is he going to be planted here today?

With such a big figure in the entire galaxy, why did he choose someone he couldn't meet!

Gan!

Although Feng Xiaotian's voice was soft, it was still heard by the Alphas present.

——Holy shit, it's actually that General Wen Suwen who gave up literature and pursued martial arts!

——The one who can rely on his family background but has to work hard!

- I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it!

Wen Ge listened to other people's discussions and wanted to cry, but he just lost his composure for a moment, then turned to Feng Xiaotian beside him and said, "Xiaofeng, do you want to be a student representative?"

Although Feng Xiaotian's face was paralyzed, he knew it was time to express his sincerity, so he immediately shook his head: "I don't want to!"

It was the first time for Wen Ge to smile because of his understanding brother: "..."

Show your face?He fucking doesn't want to show his face!

"Really not going?" Wen Ge asked again.

Feng Xiaotian shook his head wildly.

Wen Ge: "..."

Now there is only that person, Wen Ge thought so, "Find me the third on the list!"

"No. [-] on the list?" Feng Xiaotian wondered when did their military academy have a classmate named this?

"It's the third in the ranking list, referred to as the third in the list." Wen Ge explained that there are too many people looking for him to pk, and Wen Ge can't remember his name at all.

The third place on the list is especially miserable. He threatened to defeat Wen Ge when he entered school, but no one remembers his name until now.

Feng Xiaotian silently shed tears for the other party, and then said without hesitation, "Yan Jing should be in the mecha room now, since I lost to you in the last fight, I have determined to surpass you in the mecha class."

"It's impossible to surpass, it's impossible to surpass in this life, but it's not impossible to win me once." Wen Ge's glazed eyes are full of routine light, "I want to take the opportunity to speak as a bet, Yu Yan... what is the matter with Yan, the outcome will be determined in one round."

"Yan Jing." Feng Xiaotian felt a little sympathetic to Yan Jing.

After a while, Wen Ge and Yan were standing on one side, and the gossiping juniors had already filled the surrounding area, Feng Xiaotian struggled to squeeze into the crowd, his face was paralyzed, his heart ached. I want to say how this guy is worthy of competing with Brother Song.

He actually asked Song Ge himself to propose a competition.

Wen Ge saw that there were more and more people around, and there was a faint tendency to turn into a small and medium-sized concert, so he immediately started to preemptively strike. After all, he still has face, and the scene later may not be too good.

Wen Ge looked at Yan Jing on the opposite side sincerely, and said seriously: "I decide the rules of this game?"

Yan Jing had never heard of the saying that the rules of the competition were determined by the higher ranking player, but Yan Jing always had his eyes on the top, and thought he was afraid of him, so he said, "No problem."

There was a moment of sighing in the crowd. They didn't understand why Wen Ge lowered his price to make an appointment, and even demanded to formulate the rules of the game as if he was afraid of losing.

Could it be... Are you really afraid of the truth?

Yan actually noticed the voices booing Wen Ge in the crowd, not only became more complacent, but looked at Wen Ge in a blissful way. Unexpectedly, Wen Gefei was not at all embarrassed by these voices, and even showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth. There was a bit of cunning in that look, and Yan couldn't look away. The younger brother behind him coughed twice, and then he looked away, and cursed Wen Ge, why is a beta so beautiful.

"Ahem, what are you comparing to? Tell me." Yan Jing said condescendingly. He is 195cm tall and covered with tendons all over his body. He looks a size bigger than Wen Ge.

Wen Ge lowered his head and thought about how to find a project that would definitely surpass him.

In the eyes of others, his thinking turned into that Wen Ge was very afraid of Yan, and he had to think for so long even to come up with an exam question. It was simply a despicable method, and he would do anything to win!

Finally, Wen Ge said slowly: "Whoever eats five set menus from the Second Canteen first wins."

"Ah?" Yan almost staggered and fell to the ground. He thought he had heard it wrong, and asked again: "Song Wenge, did you speak just now?"

"I said, whoever eats five meals from the Second Canteen first will be the winner." Wen Ge repeated again, completely calculating the words in his heart, "This time the bet is sent by the superior as an outstanding representative opportunity to speak in front of people.”

Wen Ge knew that Yan Jing had strength, but his family background was very ordinary, so he would never let go of such an opportunity.

Sure enough, Yan Yan, who knew the game was unfair, stood up straight and said, "Deal."

The people who eat melons are completely dumbfounded: "?????"

They all understand the truth, but you are so imposing and still pondering for a long time, just to compare who eats faster? !

There are still a lot of people who like to watch the excitement, and soon, someone moved two desks and put them in front of Wen Ge and Yan Jing, and then piled up five neat boxes of lunch into a stack, and put them in front of them respectively.

The two looked at each other, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and started the competition at the order of the referee!

Yan Jing ate very fast, as if the wind was blowing away, and looking at Wen Ge's side, the eating speed was not slow, but it was nothing compared to Yan Jing.

When Wen Ge ate the second portion, Yan Jing had already started the final countdown.

The referee pinched his watch, his eyes burning, "Five, four, three, two, one! Congratulations to Yan Jing for winning the competition!"

Wen Ge quickly dropped his chopsticks and began to perform "Oh, I didn't expect you to eat so fast, you are amazing, I am willing to bow down!"

"It was you who won!"

"You deserve it!"

I can't say anything, I can't support it.

I was afraid that I would spit it out when I opened my mouth.

The onlookers didn't expect this so-called match of the century to be so boring, and they dispersed with benches and melons, leaving only a few parties.

Wen Ge turned and left before saying: "I will talk to the instructor about the replacement."

Very good!solved!

You don't need to see the big brother's ice cube face, you can continue to surf!

Wen Ge: Come down!

Yan Jing stared at Wen Ge's leaving direction for a long time, unable to forget it, and asked the younger brother behind him with a serious face, "You said... Song Wen Ge, does he have a crush on me? Otherwise, how could he give me such an important opportunity... vomit!!!"

Before the words were finished, he vomited until the sky was dark, and the smell was touching.

The younger brother's face was indescribable: "..."

Although I'm just your younger brother, please have

How about counting to 13?

Song Wenge fancy you?I think you dare to think about it.

On the day the leader inspected the military academy, Wen Ge was well dressed. He specially wore a high-necked beige sweater under the military academy coat, and pulled the collar over his neck to cover half of his face, only revealing a pair of beautiful glazed eyes.

Wen Ge stood among the Alphas who were much taller than him. If he didn't look carefully, he would never be found. He was staring at the VIP seat. At this moment, the dean came to the stage with a solemn voice: "Students, the ceremony It's about to start, please keep quiet!"