You can't imagine the happiness of double A

In the small conference room.

Sun Zhaole read a name, pushed two or three documents on the table, and said, "This plan must be reworked."

The meeting of the ministers of the student union, the people gathered here are basically senior seniors and sisters, and they are all people who can be named by their grades and even in the school.

The girl whose name was called suddenly blushed.She was only a freshman, and she added a department randomly when she entered school, but in the second semester, she was pushed to become a minister by mistake.Sitting in a meeting with a group of bigwigs now, the pressure is huge.

They hold ministerial meetings mainly to arrange the activities of various departments this semester. The ministers handed over their planning plans the day before yesterday, and the president only picked out a few imperfections or areas that still need improvement.only her-

"The idea is fine, but the process is messed up. Let's do it again."

Sun Zhaole looks handsome, in his 20s, his facial features have grown, and his slightly long gray hair softens his aggressive aura.

Contrary to his famous bad temper, his appearance can remind people at a glance of a senior in a white shirt on a lush campus, or a gentle and considerate lover with long eyelashes and slightly drooping.

Being watched seriously by those emerald green eyes, the girl's neck turned red, and she responded with a voice as thin as a mosquito's gnat: "Okay."

I don't know if it was because of her reaction or other reasons, someone chuckled.

According to the girl's reputation, she is the head of the literature and art department, a glamorous senior.

The seniors and sisters are good-looking, and their abilities are still so good. Under the shame, the girls lowered their heads even lower.

Sun Zhaole obviously couldn't understand the undercurrents among the girls. He keenly caught the source of the sound, and said mercilessly, "Dong Xianing, why are you laughing? Your freshman plan is not as good as hers."

"..."

"..."

"Pfft—I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I can't hold back!"

The meeting room, which had only the sound of pages turning, suddenly had a few muffled laughter.

The corners of Dong Xianing's mouth twitched, and he couldn't say anything. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by Sun Dangdang: "You can laugh so much, I will invite you to talk about the plan while laughing later."

Everyone silenced immediately.

This episode did not affect the progress of the entire meeting. After Sun Zhaole announced the end of the meeting, the atmosphere in the room immediately relaxed.

"Senior, are you coming to the dinner party tonight?"

In the evening, it was the regular gathering of the student union, and there were more than 100 people. It stands to reason that he, the president, should also go, but he never played cards according to the routine, and he came and went as freely as the wind.

Sun Zhaole tidied up his things without looking up, "I have something to do at night, so I won't go."

"You're not going?"

"How can the president not go, he must go!"

"What, why didn't Sun Zhaole go?"

Sun Zhaole was most annoyed by people who were yelling, so he immediately "tsk" and was very impatient: "If you don't want to go, you won't go."

He is a character who explodes at one point, and no one knows when the fuse may be ignited to make him explode.

Although they have worked together for two or three years, although the group of students in the student union have a good relationship with Sun Zhaole, they are not good enough to force him to attend the party.

Not to mention that his bomb is an indiscriminate attack, maybe he will fire if he says one more word.

When Sun Zhaole loses his temper, he doesn't save face for others. He is an adult, who wants to be scolded bloody and embarrassing in front of so many people, so the crowd that was still noisy just now broke up laughing and laughing.

"Okay, okay, let's go."

"Sigh, another chance to observe the handsome guy up close."

"What do you mean, I'm not handsome?"

The warm and cold season is the flowering period of the camellia, which falls heavily on the branches, and is more vivid and tender against the background of dark green leaves.

The air was damp and cold, and the tall Alpha, dressed in black, gathered the collar of his jacket, took a shortcut, and squeezed sideways between two crowded camellia trees, until he reached the downstairs of the boys' dormitory.

Face recognition is required at the gate, and the gate is old and not responsive enough.Before the gate opened, Sun Zhaole squeezed in through the loose distance between the two small doors.

He was lucky, and there was an elevator coming down just in front of the elevator.There was no one in the elevator, so Sun Zhaole glanced at the metal wall, used his fingers to tidy up the scalp that was blown by the wind on his forehead, pulled the zipper that reached to his chin to his chest, and turned down his neckline.

It was quite warm when I got up in the morning, but I didn't expect it to cool down during the day.He stayed in the student union office for most of the day, and he didn't feel anything when the air conditioner was turned on in the room. When he came out, he almost froze like a dog.

The hot water splashed on the bathroom tiles, and the damp water vapor slowly evaporated.

Sun Zhaole quickly took a hot bath, changed clothes, put away the sweater and hat, and checked the latest news.

He quickly slid across the various work groups that kept refreshing messages, and clicked on a chat window with a pure white profile picture.

Lagrange: I'm here.

Sun Zhaole was slightly surprised, he didn't expect the other party to come so quickly.

Broken paintings collect scrap copper and rotten iron: I am happy.

He looked in the mirror, smiled unconsciously, and went out the door immediately after making sure that he was dressed properly.

It was already dark outside, and the cold wind was blowing. Sun Zhaole squeezed through the gate again and plunged into the night.

The so-called netizen face-to-face, online dating rushes now, he is going to meet "Lagrange" now.

What they met was an elegant western restaurant with high-end and exquisite decoration, and beautiful piano music playing in the hall.Whether it is a customer or a waiter, they speak and walk in a very soft voice, lest they destroy the harmonious atmosphere here.

"Welcome, how many gentlemen?"

As soon as Sun Zhaole entered the door, a waiter with a sweet voice greeted him. This restaurant is on the university's When Can Food Street. He had already reserved a table here, and waved his hand to reject the waiter, "I have a reservation."

The waiter persevered based on the principle of enthusiastic service and thoughtful service: "Okay, sir, what is your table number, I will take you..."

Sun Zhaole interrupted her impatiently: "No need, I can go by myself."

It wasn't the first time he came to this restaurant, he knew the interior arrangement, and he was familiar with the way to find the corresponding table.

Table No. 28 is behind the partition, and someone is already seated, and it seems that they have been waiting for a long time.

The man was wearing a shirt and trousers, with short hair and broad shoulders. Even when he was sitting, he could feel that he was tall. The butterfly bone under the shirt was slightly protruding.

It is estimated that he has a good face, and many girls nearby are secretly looking at him.

But I don't know if this person didn't realize it, or he was used to this kind of gaze. He completely ignored the reaction of others, and just casually put the straw on his fingertips and turned it around.With his back to Sun Zhaole, he hasn't noticed his approach yet.

Sun Zhaole hesitated for a moment, then walked over more firmly.He tapped on the table with his fingers, and said with displeasure: "Uncle, you are sitting in the wrong place, please move over."

"..." Qin Ye looked up at him, then took out his mobile phone, clicked on a QQ data card that Sun Zhaole was very familiar with, and said calmly, "Are you a broken painter?"

His tone was too serious, and Sun Zhaole had the feeling that the other party was scolding him.But he didn't have time to complain, the unreasonable absurdity and the desperation of being deceived occupied his brain.

"Aren't you an Omega?! Are you really Lagrange?"

The music played in the western restaurant and the voices of the people talking softly seemed to stop for a moment, and they each cast their eyes of surprise, condemnation and exploration.

Qin Ye then clicked on the page of his own data card to show him, killing the last illusion in Sun Zhaole's mind.

Sun Zhaole didn't care what other people looked at him, he was all focused on the data card displayed by the man in front of him, and wanted to yell: "You are Lagrange? Fuck! You are a liar!"

Some indifferent eyes quickly retracted, and the gossip and curious eyes were more glued to them-this is a typical scene of being cheated in online dating at a glance, how interesting it is!

Qin Ye frowned, "Sit down and speak softly, you're disturbing others."

Sun Zhaole is impatient and has a bad temper, how could he sit down now.

He has been with "Lagrange" for three months. "Lagrange" is obviously an Omega, how could he suddenly become an Alpha?

His lips were straightened, the muscles on the sides of his face were tense, his eyes were burning with anger, and the emerald-like color began to flow, forming a whirlpool-like storm.

The illusion was disillusioned too quickly and the gap was too great. Sun Zhaole felt like a volcano was hidden in his body. It was about to erupt, and the dangerous silent period before the eruption made people feel flustered and irritable.

What are you doing? !

Qin Ye couldn't comprehend his emotions, but seeing that he couldn't calm down, he asked very considerately, "Do you want to go outside to calm down?"

Sun Zhaole looked at him aggrievedly, his lips twitched a few times, wanting to say something, and finally said with a bitter expression on his face, "Come out!"

After the two Alphas who were suspected of having failed in online dating and had superior looks left one after the other, there was a lot of discussion in the restaurant.

Who doesn't love a good show?

Sun Zhaole, who was walking on the street, was not in such a happy mood. The cold wind at the end of February allowed him to regain a sliver of sanity, that's all, it couldn't stop him from angrily asking Qin Ye: "Why are you lying? It's fun to play with people? Eat Are you full or too idle?"

The cold wind was quite fierce, and Qin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Sun Zhaole's hair that was blown up by the wind and was as messy as his master in the air. He could understand the child's anger and anger because he hoped to fail, but——

He asked inexplicably, "When did I say I'm an Omega?"