Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

Fu Xingxian stood on the last step of the stairs, this time without glasses.

The amber eyes were exposed in the sunlight without any cover, and there seemed to be dots of light in them.

His eyes moved down slowly.

Wen Jing felt as if his lips were being scanned, and his sense of presence was extremely strong.

I was about to ask him what to watch, but I heard him say——

"Wenjing?"

The voice is mellow.

Wen Jing suddenly felt that his name sounded nice.

He rubbed his inexplicably itchy fingers and raised his eyebrows: "Fu Xingxian?"

Fu Xingxian smiled lightly: "See you tomorrow."

Then he walked down the steps, nodded to Zhang Shan naturally, and walked towards the direction they came from.

Wen Jing frowned.

This person already knew his name, whether to deduct points for him or not depends on whether old man Liu will drag him to do the test again.

He turned his head to look at Zhang Shan, but saw that the big man didn't know where to put his hands and feet, he was more nervous than being scolded by U2.

Wen Jing: "...what are you doing?"

"Hey, president! The president greeted me just now!"

Wen Jing silently looked at Fu Xingxian's back, feeling a little disgusted with the stupid big man next to him.

They are obviously about the same height, but Fu Xingxian makes Zhang Shan look like a clumsy bear, the kind whose IQ seems to be much lower.

Zhang Shan didn't know that Wen Jing was complaining about him, and his voice was distorted with excitement: "Brother Jing, do you know the president?"

"do not know."

"Then how did he say to see you tomorrow? Hey? The president has entered Lao Liu's office. Isn't our head teacher going to substitute for a class?"

Wen Jing was stunned.

Zhang Shan smiled, and tiptoed to follow: "I'll go and listen."

For the first time, Wen Jing felt that this person's gossip was an advantage.

After a while, Zhang Shan came back, and when he went upstairs, he beeped endlessly:

"The president is really in charge, and is planning to organize a One Belt One study group."

"Those Omegas are so happy to know? I don't know who can have this luck."

"I feel that the president is a little special to you. He smiled at you just now..."

Wen Jing walked into the classroom and threw his schoolbag on his back: "I like him so much? Are you an Omega?"

Zhang Shan shook his index finger: "It has nothing to do with gender. You don't know how many A's and B's there are in the president's support club. Everyone belongs to Mu Qiang."

"Okay, okay, I'm going home." Wen Jingdu walked to the door of the classroom, and waved his hands casually behind him.

As long as this guy doesn't go to Lao Liu and sue him for crimes, he doesn't bother to care about other things.

"Hey, brother Jing, wait a minute, when did my sister say I'm going to treat you to a meal..."

"Don't ask me, let her take care of herself first, don't be deceived again." Wen Jing left the next sentence and disappeared in the corner of the corridor.

In front of the window of the office, Teacher Liu looked at the back of Wen Jing leaving alone on the playground, patted Fu Xingxian on the shoulder, and sighed: "This child is very hard, you should try to get along well."

Golden rays of light leaked from the gaps in the gradually dissipating dark clouds, and water droplets fell from the camphor branches and leaves from time to time.

"Isn't it delicious? It's very sweet." The speaker threw the other half of the cherry into his mouth and licked the cherry juice on his finger, "Why don't you talk."

The mottled light and shadow of the big tree fell on the man's face, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be shrouded in a mist of light and darkness, and the outline could not be seen clearly.

Wen Jing looked away from the other party's rosy lips, lowered his head and hummed nonchalantly.

"Another one?"

Wen Jing: "I..."

"I Need to be myself, I can't be no one else..."

Drums, electric guitars, and the hoarse voice of the lead singer with the smell of tobacco and alcohol cut through the silence.

Wen Jing woke up from the wet dream, opened his eyes and found that he was still sitting on the gaming chair, the computer screen in front of him had been left open all night, and the half-read "Advanced Penetration Testing" was spread out on his lap.

He pressed the ringtone of his cell phone, stretched his sore neck, got up to wash and went to school.

Even though it was time for early reading, there were not all people in the classroom, let alone few people studying.One by one sat staggeringly, eating breakfast, playing with mobile phones, and even dressing up in front of the mirror.

On the last row of tables belonging to Wen Jing, there was a white plastic bag, which contained steaming soy milk and sauced meat buns, and a note was pasted on it, with beautiful handwriting:

"I heard from Zhang Shan that you don't eat breakfast all the time, which is not good for your health.——Zhang Yan"

Wen Jing turned his head and took a deep breath, his nasal cavity was instantly filled with the smell of the blocker from the nearby Omega.

The artificial strawberry flavor drives away the broccoli and coriander flavors on the note, but the steamed buns and soy milk are more powerful, and the strong flavor is still squeezing into the nose...

Wen Jing held his breath and looked at Zhang Shan, who was bowing his head and pressing his phone, and choked out a sentence: "Thank you, but no need, take it away."

Zhang Shan put down his phone: "Eat, you're welcome. You've done our family such a favor by bringing you some breakfast. And...hehe~"

He suddenly crossed the aisle, squatted next to Wen Jing, and whispered: "I feel that my sister is interested in you."

Wen Jing complained about his incompetence, and all the threads in his brain were resisting the suddenly ten times stronger taste of broccoli.

He leaned back a little, and said with difficulty: "You should replenish the blocking agent."

"Fuck you! Push the tower!" Just as a classmate yelled, Zhang Shan didn't hear clearly, and moved closer: "What did you say?"

!!!

Omega's sense of smell is really amazing.

Wen Jing hasn't finished his differentiation yet, so he can smell it very clearly. In such a rich broccoli smell, there is a hint of coriander mixed in. The source should be Zhang Shan's school uniform collar.

He suspected that the kid's sister might have straightened his clothes in the morning.

Wen Jing stretched out his hand to push him away, but retracted it halfway.

He didn't like the smell of broccoli at all, he didn't like it very much recently.

Before Wen Jing suffocated, the head teacher walked into the classroom.

"Pause the morning reading, there is something to announce... Zhang Shan! What are you talking about without early reading? Go back to your seat!"

Zhang Shan looked back, and saw that the group of guys were all pretending to hold up the books, cursed in a low voice, and sat back.

saved.

Old man Liu is a good man.

Wen Jing took a deep breath, filled his lungs with fresh air, and almost couldn't spit it out.

It's a strong steamed stuffed bun flavor. How come I didn't find the flavor of sauced pork stuffed buns so strong and crumbled.

He frowned and reached out to tie a knot in the plastic bag.

"The school approved the plan of the Belt and Road Study Group. The members of the student union will be the representatives first, and we will try it out for a period of time to see the effect. No one in our class joined the student union, so we invited a foreign aid."

Teacher Liu looked outside the classroom door and beckoned.

The students in the classroom raised their heads one after another.

Who is it, so mysterious.

The author has something to say:

He's coming, he's coming.

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Wake Up Ringtone, Oasis "Supersonic"

The Chinese version of "Advanced PenetrationTesting" is called "Penetration Testing Master".