a ruthless beta

Wen Ya stood at the door of the classroom.

He was tall and tall, with a handsome face, and he was very eye-catching.

Standing there, like a dazzling luminous body.

Just standing there and doing nothing can easily attract the attention of everyone around.

And with the appearance of Wen Ya, those students in the classroom who were still discussing why Wen Ya's elective course suddenly became history, and why they would suddenly use their privileges to change courses in the fourth year , It became quiet in an instant.

Everyone fell silent and looked at Wen Ya together.

Can't take my eyes off.

The ink-scented pheromone from Wen Ya's body, which seemed to carry a heavy atmosphere of the times, slowly drifted into the classroom.

The two omegas in the classroom smelled the light fragrance of ink, and their hearts beat involuntarily.

Although those bas couldn't smell the smell of Wen Ya's pheromone, but under Wen Ya's overly good-looking appearance, their heartbeats couldn't help but speed up.

As for alpha.

Oh... there is no alpha in this class.

There is only one alpha in this class, Wen Ya.

Those alpha's family background are generally rich, or nobles with family background, how could they choose such an unpopular subject.

There is only Wencrow.

In order to avoid those omegas and alphas that were in front of him every day, he specially chose this unpopular subject.

Wen Ya stared fixedly at Jing Yiyan in the classroom.

He never expected that this shameless Ba would also make history.

It was unexpected.

The other party wanted to marry an alpha so much, while seducing him and being rejected by him decisively and mercilessly, at the same time, he was still trying to seduce other alphas in the school.

This kind of tenacious perseverance and determination is really unimaginable. Instead of applying for subjects with a lot of alphas in the class, this BA will apply for subjects such as history, which are so unpopular that almost no one wants to apply.

Wen Ya couldn't think of an answer.

He changed the class suddenly and suddenly, and there was no news at all before the class change.

Even Duan Xizhao, who has the closest relationship with him, doesn't know about the course he wants to change, and what course he will change to, so he won't think that the other party knew in advance what elective course he was going to change to, and deliberately followed him to choose it. elective courses.

But this ba will appear here, it is really incredible.

It was unbelievable that Wen Ya, who had always claimed to be smart and unmatched by anyone, couldn't think of an answer.

But these problems are only secondary.

Now the most important question...

And the only thing Wen Ya can be sure of is.

He made a mistake.

Wen Ya has always been aggressive in calculations, this is the first time he has made a mistake.

That's why his face looked so ugly for a while.

But now that the elective courses have been decided, he comes here too. If he immediately turned around and left just because he saw a certain ba now, and then notified the Academic Affairs Office to change the course, it would seem that he was scared and ran away of.

But it's just an ordinary pheromone perfume.

A mere factory of spices made him scared and fled. Is he still the dignified prince of Pluto?

That's a coward.

After thinking so, Wen Ya walked into the classroom with a sullen face.

The sights of everyone in the classroom followed Wen Ya's footsteps.

Wen Ya glanced lightly around the classroom.

After one lap, he saw his name.

...just to the left of that shameless ba.

Wen Ya's footsteps stopped suddenly again.

His eyelids twitched.

At the same time, Jing Yiyan, who was sitting by the window, seemed to sense something, raised his head from the dictionary, and looked in the direction of the crow.

Seeing Wen Ya, he was startled.

He thought to himself, isn't this His Royal Highness who is in the library, doesn't treat him well, and doesn't like him very much at first glance?

Jing Yiyan thought to himself, seeing the crow's expression was silent, serious and solemn, so he looked in the direction of the crow's gaze a little puzzled.

then……

His sight quickly fell to his left side.

I saw two words printed on the tabletop of the table on his left.

Smell the crows.

Very conspicuous.

Clearly.

Jing Yiyan nodded, knowing Wen Ya's expression.

The other party obviously hates and dislikes him. Although he is actually the original owner of the body, he is now the owner of the body, so he is almost equal to him. However, not only did he not panic, he even mourned for the other party calmly for two Second.

Well, it seems that His Highness is not very lucky.

He thought calmly.

Wen Ya was silent for half a minute, then calmly walked towards his own direction, and sat down immediately.

Sitting next to a certain ba, the smell of rose pheromone perfume became stronger for a while.

The cold rose fragrance completely enveloped the crow, surrounded it, and affected the crow's mind and emotions all the time.

Although I don't want to admit it.

But it is undeniable that Wen Ya was indeed affected.

After sitting down, only the shadow of roses remained in his mind.

Large tracts of plain white roses bloomed in his mind, making it difficult for him to keep calm.

Especially when he thought that his mind would be affected by the smell of the factory's fragrance, Wen Ya's mood became more impetuous, and his complexion and patience were much uglier and impetuous than before.

Jing Yiyan had no idea about Wen Ya's mental activities at the moment.

He glanced at the crow with clear eyes, sighed in his heart at the crow's "bad luck", and then calmly looked away as if nothing had happened.

A few minutes later, the class bell rang.

A bald elderly alpha walked into the classroom aggressively with a textbook.

It was the professor of history, Yan Min.

Although he is old, Professor Yan Min is still healthy and strong because he is an alpha.

Yan Min, a professor of history, walked up to the podium excitedly, put away his textbooks, looked at the students under the podium, and said excitedly: "I didn't expect so many students to apply for history this year! How many years! You finally Are you discovering that history is actually as important as any other subject?"

The students under the podium did not dare to speak.

Because most of them are enrolled in other courses are full, there are no other courses to apply, so they can only choose history.

If no students speak, Professor Yan Min assumes that they acquiesce.

He was even more excited for a while.

"Don't worry, since you have enrolled in my history class, I will definitely let you learn something. When you graduate, even if you don't have a full stomach of knowledge, but when you talk about history with other people, it will definitely be eloquent. Nothing is endless, everything is known!"

The students in the audience who just wanted to waste time in history class fell silent.

"but!"

Having said this, the old professor suddenly changed his tone.

"It doesn't matter if you are stupid, but you have to study hard. As long as you study hard, I will approve of it."

"But if you're absent... don't blame me for being rude!"

The old professor's voice paused again.

"Also, if you don't understand some knowledge points, if you don't understand them, or if you accidentally miss them, if you feel embarrassed to ask the teacher, you can ask your classmates!"

"Neighboring tables, we must love each other, learn from each other, help each other, and improve each other!"

As soon as the old professor finished speaking, the students in the class immediately looked in the direction of Jing Yiyan enviously.

The meaning of envy is clear at a glance.

But Jing Yiyan knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to ask Wen Ya.

Because he obviously hates him.

However, the history professor treats students so seriously and strictly, which is completely different from his teacher in the E-level compulsory course, which makes him turn his eyes slightly, and can't help feeling a little fond of the bald old professor.

……

But good feelings belong to good feelings, if you don’t understand, you still don’t understand.

Even if you listen carefully and focus, you still can't understand.

Because he came from time travel.

This knowledge is from another world, and it is difficult for him to digest it for a while.

At the end of the opening remarks, the old professor on the podium opened his textbook, and asked all the students under the podium to open the textbook together.

The old professor talked eloquently.

"The current Majesty of Wu Mingxing, Emperor Wenying is the fifth emperor. He promulgated...through the war five years ago, all the surrounding planets..."

"The fourth His Majesty of Wu Xingxing..."

"The third Majesty of Wu Mingxing is slightly different from the others, because this Majesty is a female alpha, and the third Majesty..."

under the podium.

The amount of information was too much, and Jing Yiyan was dizzy from hearing it.

first……

second term...

third...

Male Female……

alpha... omega... ba...

A lot of knowledge was mixed together, and Jing Yiyan's brain couldn't handle it, and it was hard to digest.

This knowledge is not knowledge that can be understood and digested by looking through a dictionary, but something that can only be recorded through previous information reserves and cognitive memory.

In short, it is difficult to remember for a while.

This time, Jing Yiyan was taking notes seriously, but his mind was in chaos and he had some indigestion.

But this kind of knowledge, for Wen Ya, who was originally from the royal family, was like a common meal, and he didn't need to learn it specially, but he could know it.

...but that's not why he's completely unfocused in class right now.

The reason why he didn't concentrate on listening to the class was because he couldn't calm down at all.

The scent of roses pouring towards him from his side constantly affected his thoughts and attention, making it impossible for him to concentrate on what the history professor on the stage was saying.

But to Wen Ya, listening or not listening makes no difference.

Anyway, Wen Ya knows this knowledge better than this professor of history.

An elective class is one hour long.

Time passed by in a flash, and there were only 10 minutes left before get out of class was over.

Yan Min, a veteran professor of history, talked eloquently for about 10 to [-] minutes. He thought that he had already covered everything in detail about the knowledge of the first lesson of the textbook, and basically covered all the knowledge points that should be covered.

If there is something that you don't understand, it means you have a problem with your IQ, or you just didn't attend the class at all.

But obviously, there are no students with IQ problems in his class.

Now that the knowledge points are almost covered, it's time to check and accept the results.

The old professor's eyes turned to the audience, and soon fell on Jing Yiyan, who took the most serious notes and listened to the lecture just now.

"Student Yiyan." The old professor called out with a smile.

Jing Yiyan raised his head, feeling a bad premonition.

"Yes, teacher."

"During the class just now, you were the one who took the most serious notes, and the teacher appreciated it very much." The old professor said with a smile, "So now the teacher is here to test you with a small question."

He fell silent.

"What is the most outstanding achievement of the third emperor in the 378th era?"

He subconsciously looked at his notes.

However, the old professor of history stopped him immediately.

"You memorized the notes so carefully just now, the teacher believes that even if you don't read the notes, you can still answer." The old professor smiled kindly, "The question is not difficult anyway."

Jing Yiyan fell into a long silence.

"...Student Yiyan?" Jing Yiyan didn't answer for a while, and the old professor asked in puzzlement.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Jing Yiyan slumped his face, gave up on himself, and replied truthfully: "I'm sorry, teacher, I don't know."

The old professor's expression froze, as if he hadn't expected it at all.

"...Student Yiyan, think about it carefully? Think about it and tell the teacher the answer."

"I'm sorry teacher, I really don't know."

The old professor was silent.

The old professor was silent for a while, and asked, "Forgot?"

"...um." I didn't remember at all.

Immediately.

The old professor was angry.

"Forget the knowledge just taught!" The old professor of history said angrily, his bald forehead almost grew out of anger, "Copy the question and answer together fifty times for me, next class Give it to me!"

"……Yes."

"And you, classmate Wen Ya." The old professor suddenly looked at Wen Ya.

The old professor is quite prestigious in the academic field of history, and he is obsessed with learning, and has no interest in the powerful. Even if Wen Ya's status is His Royal Highness, but now that he is in his class, his status, in the In his eyes, he was just a student of history.

The old professor suddenly turned his gaze to himself, and Wen Ya, who was upright and impatient, looked over in confusion.

Wen Ya: "?"

Then, the old professor said angrily: "You copy me fifty times too!"

Wen Ya: "...?"

A question mark appeared above Wen Ya's head, completely inexplicable.

The old professor raised his voice and said: "I have already said before class, students should take care of each other, learn from each other, and improve each other! If there is anything you don't understand or don't understand, just ask the next table! He can't answer now. , you are also partly responsible!"

Wen Ya: "..."

After the old professor finished speaking, he coughed lightly, and then gave Wen Ya another step down.

"He can't answer, then you can answer." The old professor said slowly, "As long as you can answer, I will exempt you from fifty times."

The answer is obvious.

How could Wen Ya not be able to answer, he was originally from the royal family.

however.

Wen Ya's voice paused for a moment, and then, he who hadn't listened to the class all the time asked puzzledly: "Sorry, professor, what did you ask just now?"

History professor: "..."

——This one is even more powerful, and he didn't even listen to the class.

The beard of the old man in history is about to stand up.

"Copy the question and answer just now 50 times for me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to Jing Yiyan.

"You too!"

Jing Yiyan: "..."

"You two, add one hundred times!"

"Hand in the next class!"

Row.

Evened out.