After the split, the enemy is really sweet to me

The plan of "playing truant" was finally intercepted by the director Ma Fian who was walking around the school gate to check the discipline: "It's about to start early, why are you guys dawdling at the gate? Which class, why don't you come in quickly?"

As a representative of Nancheng No. [-] Middle School who is not afraid of power, Shu Mi thought of the shadow of being caught by him for a review under the national flag last time because of her puppy love, her scalp became numb for a while, and she pushed and shoved Shu Youzhan into the school together.

Shu Youzhan sighed inwardly, thinking that his young life was about to die in an outrageous campus legend, his face was full of resistance.

This refusal reached its peak when he saw the leisurely figure next to his desk in the back row of class one.

Shu Youzhan walked over and put the schoolbag heavily on the chair, which caused the nearby classmates to look back frequently, all of them were confused and puzzled.

She pulled back the chair and sat down, then spread out her morning reading Chinese textbook on the table.

Because of the wide opening and closing of the movement, half of the thin and long textbook stretched out onto Zhao Qinglan's desk.

Zhao Qinglan, who was originally calculating the topic on the draft paper, paused at the tip of her pen, raised her eyelids and looked at her as if condescending, and asked with concern: "What gunpowder for breakfast?"

With a straight face, Shu Youzhan responded indifferently: "Don't talk..."

"You're dead with me."

Zhao Qinglan snorted, thinking that her puffy look was also interesting, so she stared at her for a while, then turned her eyes away and continued to work on her own questions.

He even moved to the side as if reluctantly, and let the other party invade his territory with his teeth and claws in a good-tempered manner.

Shu Youzhan felt uncomfortable with Zhao Qinglan, but this person stopped, and she felt that there was something wrong with it, and now she felt like a brat who was thrown on the road by a brat, waiting for someone who didn't have eyes The guy stepped on it, and then slammed his face hard.

It was at this time that Ping Hui arrived at Shanshan.

Almost following the sound of the class representative coming to the stage to lead the reading, before the Chinese teacher came, he arrogantly walked through most of the classroom from the door, walked to the last row, and kicked his chair at the same table.

"Hey, let's go."

The boy got up quickly and moved away. Ping Hui thought his chair was in the way, and was about to kick it in, when a slightly pale hand knocking on the table appeared in his sight.

He paused, and stepped in silently without touching the chair at the same table.

The boy saw that he had sat down, and returned to his seat tremblingly.

As soon as he picked up the textbook, Ping Hui bumped him with his elbow: "Hey, what is written on the note on the table next to it, let me have a look."

The boy pushed his glasses, looked around in embarrassment, and whispered: "It's nothing...just talking about what happened in the gymnasium yesterday."

Ping Hui: "..."

Damn, he remembered the pervert in the back row again.

Who said that Zhao Qinglan has no pheromones?Alpha without pheromone can hold him down with a hammer?

The injury report of "high concentration of pheromones invading the nerve center and causing hallucinations" is still in his schoolbag. Don't let him find the grandson who spread the rumors.

Thinking of this, he answered in a bad mood: "Fart, a bunch of eight wives."

The voice fell...

The back of the chair was suddenly hit by a force.

Ping Hui was caught off guard by the table and hit his chest, he was quiet first, then remembered that the one behind him was Shu Youzhan, an undifferentiated beta, not Zhao Qinglan.

He turned back in a bad mood: "What are you doing!"

Shu Youzhan supported his chin with one hand, pointed in the direction of the podium, his eyes revealed sincerity: "Why don't you go up and lead the reading with such a loud voice?"

Ping Hui didn't know why she was so full that she provoked him. It happened that he was angry now, if he couldn't cure Zhao, he couldn't cure Shu!

The sentence "Are you sick" just uttered a word——

Zhao Qinglan, who was doing the quiz next to Shu Youzhan, suddenly raised her head, her dark pupils glanced casually at him, and the golden irises on top of her hair shone.

A chill rose from Ping Hui's tailbone, crackling and exploding around his neck.

He suddenly thought of the fear of being buried in the soil yesterday.

Lost voice.

Sit there quietly.

Shu Youzhan indirectly pissed off the guy who verbally "molested" him yesterday, and his mood suddenly brightened, and he became more motivated to recite the text with the voice of reading aloud.

I heard the lazy and leisurely "Guan Guan Jujiu...in the river continent..."

Zhao Qinglan was a bit tired of doing the math questions at first, and was going to do math to change her mind, but it turned out that she listened

The voice around me was too long, most of the morning reading, I didn't finish a single topic.

When it was time to recite freely, Shu Youzhan put down the book in boredom, flipped through the necessary ancient poems, and drew the strokes of rare characters on the table with his fingertips.

In her spare time, she saw Zhao Qinglan spread out a whole page of blank topics, and contempt and disdain appeared in her eyes.

Humph……

I was absent from school for half a year before, can't keep up?

Have you become a scumbag?

When Shu Youzhan thought that Zhao would be ruthlessly crushed by him academically from now on, he was completely delighted by this imagination, and immediately looked at Zhao Qinglan's direction with a kind of condescension that was crushed in all aspects.

With good eyesight, after reading the first question in Zhao Qinglan's math workbook, Shu Youzhan unconsciously took the draft paper, wrote down his thoughts, and circled the answer with a red pen.

Immediately afterwards, she pushed the draft paper over.

Zhao Qinglan was stunned, and looked down at the brightest part of the book: "Choose C! Fool!: b..."

There is also an arrogant expression with the tongue sticking out.

Zhao Qinglan: "..."

She smiled lowly, wrote a C in the brackets of the first question without looking at it, and said casually: "Listen to you..."

Shu Youzhan rolled his eyes at her, "Nonsense, this is the correct answer."

After morning reading, Shu Youzhan panicked when she saw Pei Yi coming in this direction, for fear that she would be the story of "Gymnasium Literature" when she came up.

Fortunately, Zhao Qinglan's family was there, and Pei Yi didn't dare to tell those outrageous things in front of Zhao Qinglan, so she could only shake the phone at Shu Youzhan with a little regret.

Shu Youzhan's expression instantly turned into a mask of pain, and he took out his phone with a forced look——

Your sister Pei is the most powerful: "Did you know? Zhao Qinglan seems to have a fiancée, and she seems to be not very kind to that omega. Yesterday, the other party came to the school to look for her while pregnant, and finally left angrily. She chased him all the way to the school gate. .”

Shu Youzhan: "..."

Let me go, an early reading effort, the rumor has escalated again? !

She bumped her forehead on the table, and tremblingly typed on the screen:

"Yesterday she was inhumane, and today she has an extra fiancée who is pregnant in October?"

"Pei Yiyi, can you read less mentally retarded novels like "Overbearing Love: The CEO's Wife Runs with the Ball"?"

Your elder sister Pei is the most powerful: "Huh? But... I heard that the latest technology has solved infertility. There is no conflict between her failure and her wife's pregnancy. Isn't this story well-founded?"

Shu Youzhan: "..."

God is so reasonable.

Thinking about the version of "Zhao Qinglan and her lover in the swimming pool about to succeed in a passionate action movie" that I heard this morning, to the upgrade 2.0 of "chasing my fiancée with regret and tears to save me", Shu Youzhan really didn't have the courage to admit that he was the one in the story Another protagonist.

She put down her phone, lying flat on the table like a ghost, losing her vigor and vitality.

The biology class rescued Shu Youzhan briefly.

She finally didn't need to watch Pei Yi spread those outrageous rumors, took out the biology book, and sat up straight lazily.

"Today we will talk about the dominant and recessive inheritance of genes..."

Shu Youzhan focused on the lesson, quickly took notes following the lecture, with a serious look on her face, brainstormed for most of the class, the biology teacher finished today's content ahead of time because her speech was too fast.

She smacked her mouth and asked the students below: "Is there anything you don't understand in today's class, or do you want to ask?"

The students in the class were fairly smart, and no one said a word, so the biology teacher relaxed the standard: "Others are fine. The biology exercises that I usually do by myself can be related to biology."

Ping Hui suddenly said: "Teacher, will Alpha's pheromone mutate?"

When Zhao Qinglan heard his question, she didn't even move her brows, as if she was completely out of it.

The biology teacher looked over curiously: "Of course there will be, pheromones have been constantly mutating since their appearance—"

"For example, the most primitively differentiated alpha has a very high concentration and density of pheromones. As a war-machine-machine for maintaining human peace, they have extremely high self-discipline and can control pheromones and never expose them under normal circumstances. And when it is necessary to use pheromones to fight, because the pheromones are too powerful, they can instantly paralyze the five senses and nerves of the opponent, and make people hallucinate the moment they are surrounded by pheromones."

"However, modern society is approaching peace, and wars are not as frequent as before.

Therefore, people's pheromones have become milder, and alphas don't have to suppress themselves to the limit. They can easily suppress the impact of pheromone leakage through pheromone bio-enzyme spray. "

The biology teacher followed this topic with relish, and talked about a few examples of contemporary pheromone variation. Finally, thinking of the students who asked the question, he asked, "Which variation are you interested in?"

Ping Hui covered his face with the book, and replied without motivation: "I'm not interested, teacher, I'll just ask."

In a story-like relaxed atmosphere, interested students asked a few more questions about pheromones.

Zhao Qinglan squinted and found that Shu Youzhan was seriously drawing turtles on the biology book.

It has a pointed head and a small tail, with a big gray shell in the middle.

The painter's side face is full of concentration and seriousness. Under the neck is a collar with a button loosened, and the line and shadow of the clavicle underneath are looming.

Zhao Qinglan swallowed.

Inexplicably feel a little hungry.

So she wrote a note and handed it over: "What soup will Aunt Chi cook tonight? I'll go back with you."