a ruthless beta

Naturally, not surprisingly.

Jing Yiyan couldn't answer.

I answered the few questions just now correctly, but I didn’t expect that I couldn’t answer such a simple question. The old professor of history, who was still pleasant just now, was furious, raised his beard angrily, slapped the table and said angrily: "I answered it just now, but now I can’t answer it! Such a simple question, even freshmen know it, you can’t answer it!”

Jing Yiyan could not refute.

He resigned himself to being scolded, and only the one question Wen Ya said three hundred times remained in his mind.

The old professor finished cursing angrily, then without thinking about it, he opened his mouth habitually and said, "You, and Wen Ya, give me a penalty of copying two hundred times together!"

Jing Yiyan: "...Yes."

After the old professor finished speaking habitually, his peripheral vision inadvertently caught Wen Ya's cold and calm face under the podium.

Wen Ya was implicated three times innocently, plus the two hundred times just now, the total number of times he was punished for copying is nearly a thousand times. No matter how hard-hearted the old professor is, he can't help but feel a little guilty.

After all, no matter what, Wen Ya's status is at least His Royal Highness the Prince.

Being punished by him for copying once or twice, Wen Ya didn't care about it, that was enough tolerance.

The old professor cleared his throat, coughed, and said loudly: "It was a slip of the tongue just now, Your Highness doesn't need to copy it this time."

Jing Yiyan's eyes brightened.

Since Wen Ya doesn't need to copy, then Saturday...

He was thinking, who knows, Wen Ya refused without hesitation.

Wen Ya sat upright, speaking with dignity, "The rules set are the rules. Since he can't answer, I will naturally copy along with him."

Jing Yiyan: "..."

The old professor was moved.

Your Highness is indeed His Highness, and it is impossible for ordinary nobles to compare.

If it were any other nobleman, he would have agreed to it in a hurry, and even when he was punished for copying the second time, he would have protested angrily and used his power to suppress others.

The old professor responded emotionally, "Okay... okay... Your Highness is indeed worthy of being His Highness, set an example and never take privileges, everyone must learn from His Highness!"

After finishing speaking, there was no mention of the fact that Wen Ya didn't have to copy the questions with Jing Yiyan.

Jing Yiyan: "..."

He stiffened his neck, turned his head, and looked slowly at Wen Ya.

Although Wen Ya's expression was as usual, no different from before, but inexplicably, he could feel that Wen Ya's mood... seemed very good.

It was clear that he would be fined to copy two hundred times, but he was in a very good mood.

Jing Yiyan was sure.

He is taking revenge on him.

Wen Ya felt the unbelievable sight projected from his side instantly after he refused.

He sat in his seat without moving, and his mood suddenly became happier.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and the end of his eyes curved slightly at the same time.

After class in a blink of an eye.

Once again, the old professor angrily left with his textbooks. Jing Yiyan remained silent, took his textbooks and notes, and prepared to go to the classroom for the next biology elective course.

He got up to leave, but Wen Ya suddenly bent his index finger and tapped on the table at the side of him.

Jing Yiyan turned his face sideways.

Wen Ya: "This is what you asked for last week."

Jing Yiyan was startled.

... what he asked for last week?

Before he could react, Wen Ya continued: "Look carefully, I will check on Saturday."

Jing Yiyan stepped forward upon hearing the sound, and picked up the book-like thing on Wen Ya's desk.

He opened it, only to find that this collection of books is actually a photo album.

He remembered.

This is the photo he asked for last Saturday.

According to common sense, Jing Yiyan's first reaction should be to immediately and subconsciously apologize to Wen Ya.

But now, after the history class just now, there is only one other question left in his mind.

Jing Yiyan couldn't help but ask: "If this answer is wrong...how can I be punished for copying?...painting?"

Isn't this a bit too cruel and inhumane?

Wen Ya didn't think of going here at first, but on Saturday he said he wanted to see the photos, so he asked the housekeeper in the White House to sort out the photos in the study, and then sorted them into a booklet and brought them here.

Now that he said this, it just reminded him.

Wen Ya nodded and pondered, thoughtfully, "...this method is not bad."

Jing Yiyan: "..."

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of his resentful and gloomy face, Wen Ya's lips curled up slightly, and he made a decision immediately.

Wen Ya: "Then do as you say."

I'm going to leave after talking.

Seeing this, Jing Yiyan quickly stopped him.

Jing Yiyan: "I was talking nonsense just now!"

Wen Ya tilted his head with an innocent expression, "I'm not."

Jing Yiyan: "..."

Wen Ya left happily.

Wen Ya specially came to teach him a class, logically, Jing Yiyan should be grateful to him.

but now.

He suddenly started to hate him a little bit.

Bringing photo albums and textbooks to the classroom of biology class, Jing Yiyan found his seat and sat down, without saying a word, resigned himself to his fate and began to copy the questions.

A few minutes later, the gentle omega teacher from biology class arrived.

Omega stood on the podium, and said softly: "Everyone, follow me and turn to page No.15 of the textbook. Let's study today..."

In biology class, there is no need to be asked or copied questions, so Jing Yiyan is very at ease.

And the other side.

In the history class just now, Wen Ya found that his state of mind seemed to have undergone some abnormal changes.

After arriving in the biology class, Wen Ya felt that his mentality... had indeed undergone some abnormal changes.

Now, the gentle omega was standing on the podium, speaking softly, but Wen Ya felt a little dissatisfied.

He frowned slightly, and then reminded very gently and kindly: "Teacher."

Teacher Omega on the podium looked at Wen Ya in confusion.

She blinked, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, Wen Ya? Is there something wrong?"

she asked nervously.

Wen Ya said solemnly with a sullen face: "Occasionally you can ask questions in class, otherwise the class will be too boring."

Beside him, someone was startled.

Jing Yiyan's eyelids twitched, and then he looked in the direction of Wen Ya strangely.

He inexplicably had a bad premonition.

Omega's expression was shocked, she covered her mouth in panic, and she wanted to cry, "Teacher... Is teacher's class boring?"

No one answered.

Silent is the default.

The gentle Omega teacher understood.

She sniffed, and said aggrievedly: "The teacher knows... Thank you Wen Ya for reminding me."

After speaking, he asked again with some concern.

"But... what if the classmate can't answer?"

Unlike the old alpha professor of history, Omega has always been considerate, understanding, and caring for other people's feelings.

Wen Ya ruthlessly threw out two words.

"Punish copy."

Omega was startled, as an omega, she felt that something was wrong, too cruel, but since His Royal Highness Wen Ya said so, there must be his reason.

Omega hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Okay... okay."

Then, Wen Ya suddenly added slowly, "The adjacent tables should supervise each other. If he can't answer, then the adjacent table should follow suit."

Omega nodded again, and said weakly: "Well... I think what you said makes sense...then do this..."

Jing Yiyan: "..."

He looked at Wen Crow with dull eyes.

Jing Yiyan was sure.

He is taking revenge on him.

After two classes, Jing Yiyan packed up the things on the desk with a blank expression, and was about to leave.

After packing up his textbooks and notes, he stood beside Wen Ya and said with a serious expression: "Student Wen Ya."

Wen Ya turned his face sideways.

Wen Ya: "Huh?"

Jing Yiyan was serious, definitely not joking: "I'm starting to hate you a little bit."

After finishing speaking, Jing Yiyan left with a slumped face.

Wen Ya was startled, and it took a while before he came back to his senses.

Then, he couldn't help but let out a low muffled laugh.