a ruthless beta

Jing Yiyan stayed up all night and made so many preparations. Later facts proved that these preparations were indeed useful.

At the end of the class, as usual, the old history professor called him up again to answer the question without thinking about it.

The old professor asked three very tricky questions one after another.

He answered them all.

The old professor nodded in satisfaction and told him to sit down. He couldn't help but think with satisfaction that under his own "stimulation", this student finally made great progress.

On the side, Wen Ya was silent.

He completely thought that someone would not be able to answer the three extremely tricky questions asked by the old professor.

But...unexpectedly.

He originally thought that if he was implicated in copying the questions again, maybe someone would take a guilty look at him and apologize to him obediently.

But... the reality is not what he expected.

But if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.

If someone studies so hard, progress is taken for granted.

After a while, maybe he no longer needs to come to teach him a special class on Saturday, and when the professor calls him up to ask questions again, he will no longer answer wrongly, which makes him punished for copying.

No longer being implicated in copying, this was the original goal of Wen Ya making an exception to teach someone in the first place.

But now, seeing that the goal is almost halfway achieved, Wen Ya doesn't feel happy at all.

Wen Ya was very confused about his strange state of mind.

He should be happy.

But he couldn't feel any joy in his heart.

... Could it be that he has self-abuse tendencies?

Wen Ya thought in confusion.

Jing Yiyan was unaware of Wen Ya's confusion.

Seeing that he finally didn't have to copy the questions in the history class this time, he was excited, and suddenly he had confidence in his monthly history exam results.

And Jing Yiyan actually answered all the questions this time, and didn't get involved in Wen Ya's copying of the questions, which shocked the rest of the class.

Everyone was shocked for no reason, confused, thinking that Jing Yiyan had finally changed his sex?

Or was he finally threatened by His Highness, saying that if he dared to hurt him again, he would be kicked out of the school?

Everyone in the class was confused, but because they were afraid of Jing Yiyan's cold face, no one dared to go to Jing Yiyan for answers.

but.

Because this time Jing Yiyan finally didn't get involved in Wen Ya's copying of the questions, so their perception of Jing Yiyan finally improved a little bit.

Thursday.

Combat training sessions.

Because of the 'magnificence' in the combat training class last week, almost no one in the class wanted to fight him this week.

But even if he doesn't want to, there will always be some unlucky guy who will meet him in the end.

In the afternoon, a ba in the class was wearing holographic glasses and was trembling non-stop.

Poor little ba stammered and spoke incoherently: "Then...that...Yiyan classmate, I know I can't beat you...so...you...can you let go of the water a little bit?"

Hearing the sound, Jing Yiyan tilted his head in confusion.

Jing Yiyan asked back: "Why?"

Little Ba's complexion turned pale.

A few minutes later, Xiaoba lost to Jing Yiyan in a very tragic manner.

So, on Thursday night, another angry post appeared on the school forum denouncing Jing Yiyan.

[Title: Jing Yiyan is too much!

[Landlord: woo woo woo]

[Content: I said that I can't beat him, let him let go!He actually asked me why! !

He is so powerful that I can beat him so much! !

I can guarantee that there is no one who can beat Ba at E level!Even if you add up one piece, you can't beat it! ]reply:

[xxxx: I don't believe it, you must be too weak. ]

[xxxx: This is too exaggerated, who would believe it. ]

[xxxx: No matter how you look at it, it’s all nonsense. ]

[xxxx: You ba are thunderous and rainy every day, so you have the ability to compare with our alpha. ][xxxx: You speak so powerfully, I think from our Alpha here, it is estimated that we will fall down after standing for less than two seconds. ] [xxxx: Why do you alpha and ba fight back and forth every day, isn't it peaceful...] ​​On the other side.

Bedroom.

Xia Qingning has been wondering for almost a whole week. On Thursday night, he finally couldn't help asking curiously, "Yi Yan...what are you copying every night? You copy at noon, and you copy at night... I Do you remember that the professor of history is fined to copy two hundred times? No matter how slow you copy two hundred times, you can finish copying in two days at most."

Hearing the sound, Jing Yiyan's expression was heavy.

His eyes were gray and there was no smile on his face, "Another teacher punished me for copying."

Xia Qingning was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "How many times are you punished for copying?"

Thinking of the number of times, Jing Yiyan's eyes suddenly became darker, "...more than 1000 times."

Xia Qingning was dumbfounded.

After being dumbfounded, he immediately said with extreme anger: "That teacher is too much!"

After finishing speaking, he hesitated for a while and asked a tentative question.

"How many times are you short of Yiyan?" Xia Qingning asked in a low voice, "... Otherwise, I'll copy half of it for you?"

Jing Yiyan rebuffed without hesitation, "No, one person does the work and the other is responsible. I will copy it myself. It's not too late, so go to sleep."

Xia Qingning let out an oh, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although if his friend really asked him to help copy half of it, he would really copy it, but...he really doesn't like copying questions.

On the side, Lan Qiu gave Jing Yiyan a complicated look.

Another teacher?

Who?

It can't be the professor of history. The history professor asked him to copy only 200 times.

His biology tutor and geography did not make him copy.

Biology tutors dare not, and geography does not have the habit of asking students to copy.

As for the teacher of the compulsory courses of the E-10 class, it is even more impossible.

Because they have already given up on this group of BA students who are not seeking to make progress in the class.

So... who is that teacher?

The punishment questions were not finished yet, so in the classroom on Friday morning, Jing Yiyan simply brought his notes and notebooks, and copied the questions in the lecture hall of tens of thousands of people.

He copied the questions seriously, and his appearance happened to be seen by the famous professor on the podium. The famous professor was quite moved when he saw him taking the 'notes' seriously and attentively.

The famous professor held the microphone, pointed his finger in Jing Yiyan's direction unexpectedly, and said loudly: "Look at this classmate, how serious is taking notes, everyone should learn from him!"

Being called out suddenly, Jing Yiyan was unprepared, and suddenly raised his head in shock.

All the people around looked in his direction with weird and complicated eyes.

He was very sensible and silently accepted the pen.

Not far away, seeing someone being named suddenly, with a dazed expression, after realizing it, and then silently and quickly retracting the pen, Wen Ya was suddenly amused, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes. .

But the smile quickly faded away.

Because he suddenly remembered... The other party hates him.

Suddenly remembering this incident, Wen Ya pursed his lips, his eyelids were half-closed, and the air pressure around his body instantly sank.

Afternoon is physical training class.

Because of the rain last week, I was unable to attend class, so this is the first time Jing Yiyan attended the so-called physical training class.

After arriving at the training ground of the training class, Jing Yiyan saw a shooting range.

It seems that the content of the class seems to be archery.

The direction behind the shooting range is the teaching building of Class A.

Some distance away.

But the shooting range is very empty, and those alphas sitting in Class A can see the shooting range as long as they look out the window.

After the students in the class arrived at the training ground, they seemed to have discussed with each other, and they were in a tacit understanding. They gathered in twos and threes near the teaching building of Class A to rest and chat.

Occasionally, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the classroom from time to time.

Jing Yiyan has no interest in Class A.

If he was really interested, his only interest would be to hope that his grades would be good enough to enter Class A.

As for other interests, there is no more.

Jing Yiyan stood on the shooting range and casually picked up the wooden bow beside him.

Then, he picked up a feathered arrow and put it on the frame with ease, then tightened it, loosened it, and shot it naturally.

咻

Hit the bullseye ten meters away.

In an instant, the surrounding voices quieted down.

They all looked at Jing Yiyan in shock without blinking.

After a while, the instructor was the first to come back to his senses, took a step forward, and said excitedly, "Ten! Student Jing Yiyan, you got a full score with one arrow!"

Jing Yiyan looked at the instructor's excited and shocked expression, his eyes were slightly puzzled.

Jing Yiyan: "...Can't they do it?"

They are, of course, the rest of the class.

The bas who were gathering together and chatting in twos and threes fell silent.

They were silent together tacitly, looking up at the sky, as if they didn't hear.

The movement of the shooting range not far downstairs spread to the classroom of Class A upstairs.

But those alphas in class A are usually not interested in the movement of the shooting range downstairs.

Most of them are nobles and have never seen anything.

Such childish things in school rarely arouse their interest.

Furthermore, as soon as they heard the voice, they knew that the people who were teaching at the shooting range were a group of Ba.

The purpose of a group of ba making such a loud noise is obvious.

They have seen a lot.

The alphas in the class were not interested in the scene of the shooting range downstairs, but the crows in the classroom seemed to have vaguely heard a familiar name, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the shooting range.

Soon, he saw a familiar figure.

A thin figure was standing quietly in the center of the shooting range, beside him, the instructor was looking at him excitedly, talking to him.

A certain person held a wooden bow in his hand, with a skillful posture, obviously it was not the first time he held a bow.

Wen Ya watched intently.

Compared with the classroom, the scene of the shooting range downstairs is more attractive to him now.

Wen Ya's eyes turned to the shooting range, watching without blinking.

Within a few minutes, the Bas, who were chatting outside the shooting range in twos and threes, quickly and carefully noticed his gaze, and immediately covered their mouths excitedly, their eyes full of disbelief.

They didn't expect that they would attract His Highness Wen Ya's attention.

Realizing that His Highness Wen Ya was watching, they quickly adjusted their clothes and hair, and their movements and voices suddenly became unusually elegant and dignified.

But it's a pity... Wen Ya didn't even look at them from the beginning to the end.

His eyes were on someone all the time.

Wen Ya naturally knew that his gaze had been noticed by these bas on the shooting range.

So he was also waiting for someone to find out.

But he kept waiting and waiting...

Wait until someone is out of class.

I didn't wait for someone to turn around and look at him.

Wen Ya lost.

Jing Yan said this.

After the physical training class on Friday, Jing Yiyan immediately returned to the dormitory without stopping, and continued to copy the questions.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and he hasn't finished copying the questions, so he doesn't have the mood and mind to pay attention to other things.

He went back to the dormitory, scribbling and writing, and stayed up all night before finishing all the remaining times.

After finally copying all the questions, he was relieved and fell asleep peacefully.

Three hours later, Saturday arrived as scheduled.

The alarm clock set in advance woke him up, Jing Yiyan opened his eyes with black eyes, forced himself to get up from the bed, then began to dress and wash, and set off for the library.

He was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep several times while getting dressed.

Jing Yiyan patted his face vigorously to wake himself up a little.

He took his history textbooks and notes, as well as the excerpts he copied, and finally added the coat of the crow, and then left the dormitory.

After Jing Yiyan left the dormitory, Lan Qiu, who was still asleep in the dormitory just now, opened her eyes suddenly.

Lan Qiu quickly got up from the bed, changed her clothes, and followed.

Arriving at the eighth floor of the library, Jing Yiyan immediately handed over the coat in his hand.

Jing Yi said, "Here."

Wen Ya took it quietly.

Wen Ya lightly stroked the coat with his fingers, deep in thought.

Probably because it was worn by Jing Yanyan, the coat was also stained with a faint fragrance of roses.

After Wen Ya took the coat, Jing Yiyan then handed in the questions he had copied.

Jing Yiyan: "I finished copying, you check it again."

Wen Ya glanced down, swept it away, and then put it down.

After Jing Yiyan finished these, he didn't talk nonsense, and sat down directly opposite Wen Ya with his textbook.

Jing Yiyan: "Let's start."

Wen Ya was silent, and opened the textbook in front of him without saying a word.

Jing Yiyan forced himself to focus on the textbook in front of him, taking notes meticulously.

But he was too sleepy.

Halfway through his memorization, his vision gradually blurred uncontrollably.

Jing Yiyan's head shook, he tried to resist Duke Zhou, but resisted a few times, finally couldn't hold it back, and fell asleep on the table.

On the opposite side, Wen Ya watched quietly.

Looking at someone's peaceful sleeping face, as if he was suddenly bewitched, he couldn't help stretching out his hand quietly.

But just when his cold fingers were about to touch the top of Jing Yiyan's head, Jing Yiyan seemed to have dreamed of something, and suddenly woke up, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up all of a sudden.

...He dreamed about the question that he had to copy three thousand times this time.

Wen Ya quickly withdrew his finger like an electric shock.

Wen Ya's face was calm and calm.

As if nothing had happened.

Jing Yiyan patted his face again, and then subconsciously apologized: "Sorry, I slept too late yesterday and accidentally fell asleep, let's continue."

Wen Ya looked at the obvious blue and black eyes in his eyes, was silent, and said: "This time we will stop here."

Jing Yiyan was taken aback.

Jing Yiyan: "...Is this the end?"

Wen Ya: "Go back to sleep and continue next week."

As Wen Ya spoke, she stood up with her textbook in hand.

Wen Ya was tall and tall, standing straight across from him.

He turned his face slightly awkwardly, and added another sentence unnaturally: "And..."

Jing Yiyan looked up, waiting for him to finish speaking.

"Don't hate me."

After speaking, he left awkwardly.

Jing Yiyan was stunned for a while, but didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

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