The cultivated Omega has become an A

Fu Anyang hesitated to speak.

"The truth... I understand." He tried to withdraw his hand, "Let go of me first."

Encouragement is encouragement, what kind of dignity is gay in gay.

Shen Wenxu let go of his fingers regretfully, "I think this is a necessary form to convey confidence."

"..."

Clinging when he gets the chance seems to have become part of his routine.Fu Anyang always felt that there were many times when he was in the middle of a conversation, and suddenly found himself being held by hands or shoulders—usually he didn't know how long he had succeeded before he realized this.

I feel that it is very easy to do, whether it is natural or what, don't practice it on other people.

"Shen Wenxu."

The tense atmosphere before the sports meeting was suddenly thrown aside.Fu Anyang asked seemingly casually, "It seems that I haven't heard you mention it before. Do you like Beta or Omega? It can't be alpha, right?"

Shen Wenxu thought for a while, and answered rigorously, "I don't know yet."

"Oh." It sounded inexperienced.

Fu Anyang deliberately put on a mocking tone. Although he himself has no idea about this kind of thing, at least he can appear to be more confident, "You don't even know this, have you never liked anyone?"

Shen Wenxu sounded more confident than him: "Of course."

"..."

When did this happen!

Fu Anyang asked in shock: "Who?"

"You."

"...I'm asking seriously."

"I am answering seriously."

After Shen Wenxu finished speaking, he was also taken aback for a moment, and cautiously confirmed, "Is this hard to find?" I thought it was already obvious.

"..."

Although the words were shameless and straightforward, but when he said them, there was a sense of taking it for granted.

Even listening to it has the feeling of being unexpected and reasonable.

Fu Anyang usually listened to him say these words, but occasionally other friends would make similar inappropriate jokes, always felt that he had lost if he took it seriously, and kept ignoring it intentionally or unintentionally.

At this time, it seemed that he had suddenly revealed something, and was at a loss for words for a while, regretting that he had changed the topic here on the spur of the moment.

It's better to talk about the sports meeting.

Probably because he kept this dazed expression silent for too long, Shen Wenxu asked, "Does it bother you?"

Fu Anyang shook his head hesitantly, "I haven't thought about it carefully."

In my impression, the general relationship development has to go through the stage of succession and transition. Even Xia Yutian was troubled for several days when he fell in love.

But Shen Wenxu was different.He has had a very clear purpose since his appearance.His feelings don't need ambiguous push and pull, and he doesn't need to hesitate to test. Maybe he is too calm and straightforward, which makes people a little confused-is it the way the so-called liking should be?

How can I be so sure that I like someone like him.

"It's okay, I have no intention of pressing you."

Shen Wenxu comforted, "I won't force you to be like me. Of course you can try to like someone else and make sure of your own mind in the process. After going through a series of various situations, I found that I was the best, and finally returned to By my side, always with me."

He clasped his hands together and clapped happily, "That's all right."

"..."

What are these settings? Did you peek at the script?

The arrangement was clear, but Fu Anyang no longer trusted his gentle and harmless tone, "If I was with someone else, would you stand by and watch?"

"I might want to get to know her a little bit."

Shen Wenxu didn't panic when he was found out, and said tactfully, "Provide her with better choices when necessary."

"..."

"Don't worry." Shen Wenxu said with a smile, "There is still a long time, so don't be in a hurry to draw any conclusions now."

Familiar license plates are parked on the side of the road.He stood still and watched Fu Anyang get into the car, "Take a good rest, there is a competition tomorrow."

"understood."

It wasn't until the time of parting that Fu Anyang couldn't help but say, "If I run badly tomorrow—"

"I'm not going to say that it's okay to be the last one just to encourage you."

Shen Wen narrated.

"Because you're bound to win."

**

On the way home, we talked about some unbelievable things, coupled with the nervousness before the game, Fu Anyang thought that he would definitely suffer from insomnia that night.

But I don't know if the last sentence played a role, he unexpectedly slept well.Probably thanks to Shen Wenxu's brainwashing skills in the past half a year, there are people who believe in him more than himself, and they don't feel that it is against harmony.

It's just that when I eat breakfast, I still think about last night's conversation, and my mind wanders while chewing bread.Aunt Song knew that he was going to compete at school today, so she sat down with him for a while, and thought he was nervous when she saw him distracted, "It's okay, Yanyan, the important thing is to participate."

Fu Anyang gulped down the bread, and asked her in a daze, "If you like your good friend...would it be weird?"

"oops."

Auntie was happy, but she didn't expect him to be troubled by this, "If it's someone you don't like, how can you become good friends with him."

"No...he is different from other friends."

Fu Anyang himself couldn't explain clearly, and felt that it was not decent to think about such things before going to the track, so he shook his head vigorously, picked up the milk and drank it down, "I'm going to school."

In the morning, he only had one 4x400m relay event, and he went to warm up with Xia Yutian and the others after a cutscene at the opening ceremony.

Shen Wenxu didn't follow any more, and stayed obediently in the auditorium, sitting with the cheerleaders organized in the class, and even mixed a small colored flag, holding it in his hand and waving it from time to time.When the teacher wasn't paying attention, he zoomed in on him with his mobile phone and took photos of him warming up with relish.

When I came here, I was a little worried that he would be disturbed by the conversation the night before, but now he looks good.

It was actually a little surprising that Fu Anyang took the initiative to mention who he liked.In Shen Wenxu's heart, the battle line was drawn very long.

He has considered the future of the two of them more than once.Fu Anyang is not the kind of character who is keen on dating. Even if he is bored, he will not think in the direction of "I'm too lonely, why not have a relationship", and he is more likely to choose to pass the time by doing this exercise.

So don't worry for the time being, there are three years in high school, let Fu Anyang gradually get used to him in these three years, and it's not too late to think about the next thing.

Shen Wenxu was not too worried that he would like someone else.There is no threat from the existing friends, and if he wants to get acquainted with and like new people again, it is estimated that even he himself will find it troublesome.

Just don't differentiate and become a little bastard addicted to pheromones to seduce or be seduced everywhere.

Fu Anyang didn't know anything about the psychological activities of the auditorium gradually drifting away. He entered the state of concentration before the game, and his whole person became much more serious than usual.

He was assigned to run the fourth bat, and the final bat that directly determines the score usually gets extra attention.Xia Yutian ran the third leg, and when he was getting ready on the playground, he saw a player on the next track give him a yell, "Then it's the one in physical education class who almost threw the ball over you."

The second-best runner in their class said weakly, "It's called Qin Tong."

Fu Anyang had a little impression of the name, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and only nodded to show that he knew it.

"Have you finished chatting, you guys?" Ye Jiahe urged impatiently, "Why don't you start yet, hurry up and run."

All three of his projects are scheduled in the morning, and he is in a hurry to catch up.The relay race is an important one.

The contestants are preparing to enter the arena, and the audience is focused.

The starting gun rang, and Ye Jiahe shot out like an arrow from the string, the first shot with the fastest reaction in all the tracks.

But Fu Anyang trembled suddenly. He usually used whistles for training. When he heard the gunshot, there was a strange emotion in his heart, which was so strong that it made people panic.

Being close, Xia Yutian was happy to see his reaction, "Scared you?"

Fu Anyang shook his head, "Don't be distracted, he will be very fast."

Ye Jiahe ran the first lap under 50 seconds.

This is an achievement that only professional athletes can have. It has already attracted the attention of the coaches during training, and at this moment, it is also leading all the tracks, and the gap is very conspicuous.

With the attention of the audience and the sound of cheering, he returned to the starting point, stretched out the baton in his hand, and handed it to the second classmate.

Handover!

Even Xia Yutian became serious, keeping his eyes on the moving figures on the track and waiting.

The second best classmate is the little unlucky guy who was randomly selected by the sports committee when there was no voluntary candidate in the class.

Usually, the level of just passing the sports test is far from the performance of the first team.Ye Jiahe's advantage just created was gradually equalized with the naked eye, and there was even a tendency to overtake in the second half of the lap.It made the audience who had paid close attention to this track a little bit embarrassed.

The two members who were still waiting for the handover on the track turned a deaf ear to all the sounds outside the field and concentrated on the upcoming relay.

"I'm going."

Xia Yutian trotted forward to get ready, and when he passed by, he firmly caught the stick.

Handover!

His reaction speed is not inferior to the first one. After the handover is completed, he speeds up in three steps and rushes forward. He recreates the advantage in the first 200 meters and gradually distances himself from the two tracks around him.

The audience cheered and cheered wave after wave.Shen Wenxu raised his eyebrows, whistled, and fixed his gaze firmly on the last stick.

"Yes... yes, I'm sorry."

The classmate who ran a lap with all his strength bent over and supported his knees, was too tired to speak, "I stretched my hip again."

"It's okay, go to the side and rest."

Fu Anyang's voice was calm and concise, and he even patted him on the back, but his eyes were always glued to the track with a breathtaking light.

"Leave the rest to me."

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