I'm obsessed with my nemesis' pheromones

The next morning.

The strong smell of meat buns mixed with the smell of egg pancakes hovered over the classroom. Jiang Bohe frittered with fried dough sticks in his left hand and the test papers in his right hand, running around the class copying his homework. Zheng Mingming had three test papers spread out on his desk. Create an illusion for the teacher that the test papers are all made by himself.

"Fu Huan, Fu Huan, have you finished your homework?" As six o'clock approached, Jiang Bohe returned to his seat after turning around.

"I'm done." Fu Huan leaned his head on the table, bowed his back, and pressed the phone with both hands in the belly of the table until it flew up. He didn't raise his head when he heard the question.

"Copy English for me."

"Give it to Zheng Mingming."

Jiang Bohe leaned closer, and turned his attention to You Lian who was next to Fu Huan: "You Lian, hey! New classmate."

This call made You Lian's eyes narrowed again. He hummed and raised his head: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Bohe raised the test paper in his hand: "Your English from the international class should be good, right? Let me have a look at yesterday's English homework."

The tone is tactful and friendly.

Compared with the conversation with Fu Huan just now, the close relationship is clear at a glance.

"Okay." You Lian unzipped the zipper with one hand, took out the English test paper from the schoolbag with some difficulty, and handed it over.

Jiang Bohe glanced at You Lian's other hand that was in his pocket, and thought without doing it: "Thanks, Brother You!"

You Lian hummed, and sat still in his seat like a Buddha.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes were empty, he didn't know where he was looking, his hands were put into the pockets of the down jacket, his chin was also tucked into the collar of the clothes, he looked like he was still asleep.

In fact, he was not drowsy at all, and he was so awake that he couldn't wake up again.

The left hand in his pocket was clenched into a fist, and a small round box with a smooth shell was wrapped in his sweaty palm. The small round box was what he asked for from Xiang Zheng, and it contained the most effective trauma ointment.

It was given to Gonghe.

But it looks like Gong He doesn't need his ointment.

You Lian moved, and glanced at Xia Gonghe's desk quickly from the corner of the eye——

On the corner of the table on the right are two ointments similar to those in his hand, in addition to plasters, aloe vera gel, band-aids, and things like hydrogen peroxide and iodine.

He withdrew his eyes and squeezed the ointment box in his palm.

Why is this guy so popular? !

If he continued to cover it, the ointment in his pocket would melt!

"Whoa, these - tsk tsk."

Jiang Bohe saw the grand occasion on Gonghe's table when he was still doing homework, and he understood in a second, "As expected of the good-looking representative of our class, the charm is great."

You Lian raised her head and interrupted abruptly: "Did you finish copying?"

"Ah." Jiang Bohe was taken aback for a moment, "The copying is over."

"Give it to me." You Lian held out her hand.

The palm was spread out, revealing the red palm, the cold light of the incandescent lamp sprinkled on the hand, reflecting a little bit of light.

Jiang Bohe put the test paper in You Lian's hand, and asked casually, "Are you not feeling well? Your palms are sweaty."

The pen that was writing stopped, and the tip of the pen hung up a little.

At this time, Zheng Mingming handed back the test paper and said loudly, "Thank you, Mr. He!"

Gong He raised his eyes and took it: "Yes."

"A little bit." You Lian frowned.

But there is one thing, he is extremely uncomfortable, the cabbage he likes is stared at by so many pigs, and these pigs move faster than him, how can he feel comfortable?

"Do you have a fever?"

Fu Huan also heard the movement here, and stretched out his hand to cover You Lian's forehead, "It's very hot, are you wearing too much? The air conditioner is turned on thirty degrees."

"What? You Lian has a fever? I have medicine here, including cold medicine and antipyretic medicine. Tell me if you need to."

"I think it's too much to wear, just take off one. I have a cotton jacket in the closet, and I can borrow it from you."

The hand holding the fountain pen was even harder, and the transparent pen barrel made a soft "click".

Gong He looked down at the half-written math problem in front of him, and did not write the rest for a long time.

You Lian thanked everyone for your concern, a little bit embarrassed, but also a little happy, after all, the feeling of being accepted always makes people feel good.

"I don't have a fever, just a little hot, nothing wrong." He said.

Fu Huan said: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell Xiao Songsheng, it's him—"

He said and pointed, "He is the school committee member of our class, and he is also the genius doctor of our class. He has all kinds of medicines at his place, and we all get medicines from him when we have a little headache."

You Lian nodded at Xiao Songsheng, and said with a smile, "Does he collect money for medicine?"

"No, the medicine is all paid for by our class fees."

You Lian nodded with a smile.

Okay, very good, met a new face, got the care of the classmates in the class, but the ointment he most wanted to give away was still in his pocket, so he couldn't give it out.

He looked in the direction of Gong He inadvertently——

How those things were placed on the corner of the table just now, and how they are still placed on the corner of the table now.

You Lian felt that her mood seemed to be a little better again.

Five minutes later, Tang Lian appeared at the door of the classroom on time.

She frowned as soon as she entered the door, and waved her hand in front of her nose: "There is a smell of meat buns in the class, can't you smell it? I told you that you are not allowed to eat food with a strong smell in the class, and you still eat it!" Hurry up and open the window, it's so smokey that I can hardly keep my eyes open."

There was a burst of laughter in the class.

Taking advantage of Tang Lian's inattention, Jiang Bohe stuck his head into the belly of the table, and stuffed the egg pancake with the hot dog inside and brushed with thick sauce into his mouth in two or three bites.

You Lian also laughed twice, halfway through the laugh he suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at Gong He's hand that was about to open the window.

He stood up abruptly: "I'll drive!"

After speaking, he got up and walked to Gong He's table, his upper body leaned forward, his left hand rested on his table, and the other hand stretched out to pull the edge of the window.

With a "crash", the window was opened to the maximum.

The freezing cold wind poured in from the window, blowing on You Lian's face, and the surrounding students also shrank their necks and let out a short "hiss".

"Don't open it so big! It's too cold!"

"Just open it a little bit!"

"The wind is too strong. I feel like someone has hit my head with a stick."

You Lian closed the window again.

"Crack", something fell to the ground.

You Lian looked down and saw that her clothes were too big, and all the bottles and cans on the corner of Gong He's table touched the ground.

"I'm sorry." He tried his best to suppress the upturned corner of his mouth, and gave Gonghe a very sorry expression.

Gong He glanced at him, then put down the pen, as if to pick up something dropped on the ground.

You Lian held down his hand: "I'll do it, of course I picked it up if I knocked it off." She turned her back to Gong He and squatted down.

The down jacket he was wearing today was very large, filled with down, and he was in a squatting posture. His whole body was curled up into a ball, which looked more like a round balloon.

"Yo, you're hurt."

The round balloon said, "There are so many ointments, it looks like a serious injury."

Gong He pursed his thin lips slightly, his brows twitched.

He looked down at You Lian condescendingly, his eyes slid all the way from the little stalk, and finally landed on the snow-white nape of You Lian's neck that was exposed by bowing his head.

The light blond hair is obviously a little long, and it hangs down on both sides of the neck.

Only a bit of broken hair was covered in the middle, and the fair skin covered under the hair could be easily seen, the traces on it had completely disappeared, only his mind still remembered that there were two tooth marks embedded in that skin, which was red and swollen look like.

"Well, it's all here."

You Lian stood up, put the pile of things in her hand on Gong He's table, "I picked it up, you put it away." After speaking, she slipped back to her seat, opened the materials, and joined the ranks of reciting.

"This is not mine."

Before You Lian could breathe a sigh of relief, a familiar small round jar was brought in front of him.

He froze for a moment: "Whose is not yours? No one else in the class was injured. I'm going to recite the book, you should apply the medicine quickly, don't waste other people's hearts." He said and pushed back Gong He's hand .

After pushing, he didn't look at Gong He's reaction, his eyes were fixed on the test paper, and his mouth moved in a certain way, but he didn't know what he was reading.

It wasn't until three or four minutes later that he turned over the test paper and looked at Gong He next to him——

Gong He was screwing the lid of the small round jar.

His hands are large, well-knitted, with slender fingers, and even just twisting a jar looks very pleasing to the eye.

But Youlian moved her wrist unconsciously.

The hands in front of me are too deceptive, they obviously look ascetic and delicate, like a pair of gentle and affectionate artist's hands, but once they are used hard, the joints will bulge, the veins will emerge, and they will become a pair of handcuffs that cannot be broken free.

You Lian, who was lucky enough to feel the power of the pair of handcuffs, shrank her neck, quickly looked away, and glanced at the redness and swelling of Gong He's hand joints - it was clearly covered with a layer of oily ointment.

I used the can he gave me.

Hey.

You have vision.

You Lian was in a very good mood all morning.

Even though he took two more test papers, the language in which he almost broke his hand, it didn't affect his mood.

"I just went to the office, and I heard the teacher and the others talking about the test papers." Xiao Songsheng, the school committee member, came in from outside holding a stack of brand new test papers.

"What test paper?"

"Mathematics, just for the exam the day before yesterday, I heard the teacher in class three say that our class has two full marks."

"Fuck, two full marks? I haven't finished it yet, and I don't have enough time."

"The test papers of the quiz are all exchanged?"

"It's great to exchange batches. Mr. Tang remembers all the papers graded by Mr. Tang clearly. Whoever made a mistake during the lecture, if another teacher grades her, she won't be able to read it, you know?"

"Then who are those two with full marks? I know Gong He must be one, what about the other?"

"School Committee."

Xiao Songsheng waved his hands: "It's not me, it's not me, I didn't even have time to do the last question."

Someone asked: "Where is the representative of the math class?"

A boy who was racing against time to peel grapefruits during get out of class time raised his hand: "It's not me either. I closed the paper after just one glance at the third question of the last big question."

Everyone was confused: "The school committee and class representatives have lost, so who else in our class can get full marks?"

You Lian blinked slowly: "..." Oh shit.

If nothing else, he should be the one with the perfect score.

His learning skills are basically focused on mathematics. Although Zhan Yajie always let him play and never forced him to read books, his grades in elementary school and junior high school were very poor, but since the third year of junior high school, You Can took care of him , and after instructing him to do his homework, his grades began to "rise" visible to the naked eye.

Especially mathematics, which is his best subject.

But he really didn't expect that even the class representative and the school committee didn't finish the math paper that day.

He thought that not only would everyone be able to finish writing, but most of them would have very high grades, so after being called by Tang Lian, he finished all the questions.

All, done, finished, finished.

"I rely on our class to have another animal!"

"I remember that the paper was quite difficult that day. The last two questions of filling in the blanks are no different from doing the big questions. I drew a bunch of pictures!"

"I also spent a long time on those two questions, and it's only an hour, which is not enough time."

"Who is it?"

You Lian sat silently on the seat, arms crossed.

At one moment he felt that he was in such a beautiful mood that he wanted to cock his tail, and at another moment he felt like he was playing big tricks, and he was worried that he would be found out, so the two moods bounced back and forth, making him a little restless.

"Liang Xin, Teacher Tang called you over to get the test papers."

The boy stuffed the half-peeled grapefruit back into the belly of the table: "Right away!"

The test paper was brought back quickly, and some curious students came to the podium to read it.

When I saw it, I was shocked.

"Damn it, it's You Lian! You Lian is actually 160!"

The whole class was in an uproar, and all eyes were on You Lian for a moment.

None of them thought that an Omega student from an international class would be so good at mathematics.

Fortunately, there was still a Gonghe supporting them, otherwise their squad would have been wiped out.

Wouldn't that be a shame.

At this time, You Lian, bathed in the eyes of everyone, was doing homework.

He was sitting upright, with his chin resting on one hand, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was struggling with a certain problem, and he didn't seem to have heard everyone's discussion.

It wasn't until Fu Huan patted him on the shoulder that You Lian raised his head: "What's wrong?"