Get your pheromones

In the past, Rong Shiyi felt that her high school life was quite happy, she went to class every day to catch up on sleep, and joked with teachers and classmates, she was quite at ease.

But because of a man named Song Ci, all these happiness came to naught.

During the big class break, the passionate sports music played from the speakers in the classroom woke up Rong Shiyi's dream, Xiao Lin patted him on the shoulder and asked him to do the exercises between classes, but he was frightened by the blue circle under his eyes when the man raised his face arrive.

"Oh my god, did you steal the chicken last night? Didn't sleep?"

"I met Song Ci on a part-time job last night. I went to the hospital with him. It was too late to go home."

"Song Ci??"

Xiao Lin turned his head, imagining a big scene, and finally asked with a look of horror:

"You called Song Ci to the hospital?"

"Tsk, don't ask me a few more questions."

Rong Shiyi didn't bother to explain to him, he leaned on the back of the chair and stretched, not in a hurry to see that all the students in the classroom had gone out to line up, and even took out his phone from his schoolbag to take a look.

Sure enough, Song Ci sent him a message:

"Come to the flag raising platform, remember to bring a notebook."

Looking at this line of words, Rong Shiyi's face wrinkled together, like a little red bitter gourd.

But reluctance turned into reluctance, he promised that he would never break his promise, so Rong Shiyi began to bend down to find a notebook in the drawer.

But after looking around, there are only a few exercise books in his drawer that have not seen the sun all year round, and countless test papers with red eight-pointed marks on them. How can there be such a high-end notebook.

In the end, it was Xiao Lin who kindly provided him with a small homework book.

Rong Shiyi thanked her, took her notebook and ran towards the flag raising platform, and she saw Song Ci standing there.

Song Ci's height and temperament always stand out in the crowd, Rong Shiyi looked at it from a distance, and remembered the smell of strong wine like his pheromone.

Needless to say, this taste really suits him.

When Rong Shiyi approached, the students of all classes on the playground had already stood up, and the physical education teacher was holding a microphone to organize discipline.

Song Ci saw Rong Shiyi smiling like an old fox, so he waved to him and led him to the end of the crowd.

"Do you know the work of the Disciplinary Committee? You follow me, and you just write down what I say."

Rong Shiyi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, nodded, turned to the first page of the workbook, and paused:

"I didn't bring a pen."

"..." Song Ci glanced at Rong Shiyi like a fool, the latter was hurt by this look, a little unconvinced:

"You only asked me to bring a notebook, but you didn't mention a pen. How could I expect that?"

Song Ci sighed slightly:

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, to express my apology, please bite my finger and write with blood on it."

After all, he really put his index finger in front of Rong Shiyi.

"roll."

Rong Shiyi rolled her eyes angrily, then ran to the freshman's side and asked the discipline committee of the freshman to borrow a pen.

Afterwards, he twirled the pen holder around his fingertips, and was about to go back to find Song Ci, but the man had disappeared.

Looking around, this guy didn't know when he ran back to the big stairs of the teaching building.Rong Shiyi frowned, but still followed.

At this time, the students should have started to do exercises, but the music for radio exercises has not sounded for a long time, and the physical education teacher in front of them is holding hands behind his back, as if discussing something with Song Ci.

The next moment, Song Ci looked back at Rong Shiyi, smiled and said to the physical education teacher:

"I think he's a good fit."

Although he didn't know what the two of them were discussing, Rong Shiyi was sure that what they were discussing was not something that would make him happy.

Sure enough, the physical education teacher waved at him:

"Come to that red-haired classmate, we are short of a boy who can lead the drill, Song Ci says you are suitable."

"?"

At first, Rong Shiyi thought he had heard wrong.

who?Let who?Who wants to stand here and be stared at by hundreds of people doing radio exercises?

"Oh, it's a pity that my hand hurts a bit, and I may not be able to lift it up. I have to trouble Rong Shiyi to do it."

Just when Rong Shiyi was doubting his life, Song Ci made up again with a smile.

Can this be tolerated?This is unbearable!

"Song Ci!!"

Rong Shiyi wanted to quit on the spot, and was about to forcefully throw the notebook in Song Ci's face, but before he even raised his hands, the speakers on both sides played radio exercises.

"National broadcast gymnastics for middle school students..."

The physical education teacher pretended not to see Rong Shiyi's struggle, and pulled him to the middle of the shelf like a duck:

"Hurry up, time is up, you just paddle with the little girl next to you, it's fine."

Rong Shiyi felt that his world had lost its color.

Hundreds of faces in the audience looked at him in unison, while Rong Shiyi looked sideways at the girl next to her, raising her hands, kicking her legs and turning around in circles with difficulty following her rhythm.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the school bully is so cute."

"Damn it, school bully NB."

"Quickly record it, the precious video of early human domestication of wild limbs!"

"Hahahahahahahaha's bamboo shoots have been won by you."

The students who used to do radio exercises like walking dead seemed to have come back to life, whispering to each other, almost all talking about Rong Shiyi.

Rong Shiyi waved his arms resignedly, but his movements were always half a beat slower than the music.

Come on, life is too short.

He closed his eyes, fortunately, the music of radio exercises had come to an end.

The physical education teacher, who was grinning from ear to ear, came over and asked into the microphone:

"Student Hongmao, how is your experience?"

Rong Shiyi glanced at him, then moved his gaze away from Song Ci who was standing behind him with folded arms, and then smiled coldly.

He grabbed the physical education teacher's microphone and shouted in front of hundreds of people:

"Song Ci! You are a bastard!!!"

It's a pity that not many people heard this sentence, because the moment Rong Shiyi roared out Song Ci's name, the sound of the microphone was wisely cut off by the teacher in the broadcasting room.

"Hey, what exactly is the sentence you said the school bully yelled? It really makes people think about it?"

"Could it be, Song Ci, I like you? Otherwise, why would the teacher pinch his wheat? Hahahahaha."

Xiao Lin listened to a lot of discussions along the way, and had a hard time holding back her laughter.

When he returned to the classroom with the large army, his good brother was covering his head with a school uniform jacket, lying on the table and pretending to be dead.

"Good, Rongrong, why you didn't go downstairs with me, so you did something important without telling my brother?"

"Just say one more thing, and I'll let you walk out of this door sideways today."

Rong Shiyi's voice muffled from under the school uniform.

"Don't dare."

Xiao Lin shrank her neck in embarrassment, sat down beside Rong Shiyi obediently, endured it for a long time, but still couldn't help asking:

"Is this your new part-time job? Song Ci's little servant?"

"?"

Rong Shiyi found that things seemed to be developing in a strange direction, so she sat up, wrapped her head with a school uniform jacket, only showed one face, looked at Xiao Lin expressionlessly, and explained:

"He blocked a wine bottle for me last night and hurt his hand. In return, I promised to help him for a week."

"?That's it?"

"if not?"

"You didn't hear how those people laughed at you today. Song Ci is a bad guy. Don't provoke him anymore."

"I made a promise, so I can't go back on my word, right? Anyway, it's only been a week since he tortured me."

Rong Shiyi frowned, picked up his thermos from the table, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

Xiao Lin didn't know what to say, so he simply skipped the topic, opened the curtain and took a look outside, then excitedly encouraged Rong Shiyi to say:

"The weather is fine today. I just watched the stadium and there was no one there. Let's go play basketball with Huazi and the others?"

These words reached the bottom of Rong Shiyi's heart, and the two hit it off immediately, so before the class bell rang, they went out and encouraged a few kids from Class [-] to go to the playground to play basketball.

It's noon now, the temperature is getting hotter and hotter, several boys are sweating from running on the court, and the air is mixed with the smell of Alpha pheromone.

A few people played a few games, and then ran to rest in the shade, Xiao Lin went to the canteen to buy a few bottles of ice water for everyone, when it was Rong Shiyi's turn, this person shook his head and said he didn't need it.

"Laughing to death, Brother Rong is a big health care provider, holding a thermos cup and drinking hot tea?"

Rong Shiyi rolled his eyes at the man, then unscrewed his thermos, and took a sip of hot water contentedly.

Then, he screwed on the cap, took out the barrier agent from his coat, and sprayed it on his neck twice.

"Brother Rong, I'm sad, does this dislike our pheromones?"

Looking at Rong Shiyi's movements, the boy joked.

"Damn, you don't understand this, right? We Rongrong are reluctant to let us smell his pheromones. My God, we don't have to eat every day, and the barrier agent is really indispensable."

Xiao Lin grinning and moved closer to Rong Shiyi, who pushed him away mercilessly.

"Brother Rong, you can't do it, what can you do to get Xiao O's favor if you don't release pheromone?"

The boy who spoke was Yang Zhao, a well-known flower peacock in his grade, who attracted many Omegas with his face and deceptive pheromone smell.

"Fuck you, I'm keeping myself clean." Rong Shiyi gave Yang Zhao a middle finger, and then lazily said:

"As good young people in the new era, we must focus on morality, intelligence, physical education, and labor, and we must not mess with AO relationships."

Several boys laughed when they heard what he said.

After all, Yang Zhao couldn't hold back:

"That's why Brother Rong took the lead in doing radio exercises?"

"Fuck." This matter can't be mentioned, and Rong Shiyi will get angry when he mentions it.

He put down his thermos cup, put it on his waist, walked back and forth twice on the spot, and finally stood in the sun like an oath and said to his brothers:

"Song Ci, dog Song Ci, I forgot if I didn't mention this. If you don't take revenge, you are not a gentleman! When this week passes, I, Rong Shiyi, and Song Ci will be at odds!!"

After he finished these few words, he looked at Xiao Lin and Yang Zhao and the others, but the eyes of this group of people were all looking elsewhere, scratching their hair and scratching their chins.

Rong Shiyi secretly thought something was wrong, turned his head and took a look, and sure enough, he saw Song Ci smiling and looking at him not far behind him.

It's class time now, and Song Ci doesn't know what to do here.

But when he approached, Rong Shiyi could smell the faint smell of tobacco in the spirits on his body.

Rong Shiyi found that he seemed to be particularly sensitive to Song Ci's pheromones. He had sprayed the barrier agent just now, but he could still smell it.

"Can you collect the pheromone?"

Rong Shiyi was already annoyed, but now she has no good temper towards Song Ci.

"Ok?"

When Xiao Lin on the side heard this, he really wrinkled his nose and sniffed, a little dazed:

"No smell?"

"Maybe Rong Shiyi likes me better."

Song Ci responded perfunctorily, took out a notepad from his pocket, counted the number of people, and said sternly:

"There are five people in total. If you skip class to play basketball, your points will not be deducted. Anyway, you don't have a long memory. Another way, go to the teaching punishment station later, will it be okay?"

Rong Shiyi looked at Song Ci in disbelief, only to get this man's signature smile.

He is almost certain.

Song Ci's narrow-mindedness is taking revenge on him!