Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

Fragmentary footsteps came from the corridor outside the classroom.

Fu Xingxian was wearing a full school uniform, turned his head sideways, whispered to another boy in a dark blue T-shirt, and walked in.

Fu Xingxian turned his head and saw the boy sitting next to him, he stopped in his tracks.

Wen Jing lay lazily on the table, wearing a pair of familiar glasses, the mirrors reflected light, making it hard to see clearly.

Before Fu Xingxian had any reaction, the expression of the boy next to him changed.

"Wen Jing? Why are you sitting here? And..."

Halfway through his speech, he looked at Fu Xingxian and didn't continue.

Wen Jing looked at him with his face propped up: "There should be people sitting in front of you, is there anything special about your seats?"

As soon as he adjusted his movements, the white light reflected by the glasses flashed past, revealing the eyes that had been hidden just now, and the playful smile in the eyes.

"Wen Jing," Fu Xingxian said in a flat voice, unable to make out the tone, "come with me."

After speaking, he walked out without giving others time to react.

"Damn it..." The boy was dumbfounded, walked over a few steps and lowered his voice, "Don't you know that he doesn't like others to touch his things, we usually don't even touch his desk."

People in other classes may not know it, but everyone in the first class knows it—their student council president usually seems to have a good temper and is easy to get along with, but that's only limited to ordinary social distance.If you get too close, it won't work.

The last row of their class was not full, and Fu Xingxian happened to be alone, keeping a distance from the others.

Wen Jing stood up: "Oh, what's your name?"

"Hao Xuesen."

?

Wen Jing wrinkled his nose: "You are in class one, I know you are a good student."

Hao Xuesen: "...you go, you will lose your temper in a while."

Wen Jing: "Huh? Have you ever seen him lose his temper?"

Hao Xuesen opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that the sunlight next to him was blocked, and the surrounding light was a little darker.

Turning around, Fu Xingxian came back.

"What are you waiting for?" Alpha, who is more than 1.9 meters tall, stood at the door, looking here with heavy eyes.

"Come on, come on~" Wen Jing patted Hao Xuesen on the shoulder, "Thank you."

He happily followed out.

Hao Xuesen froze in place.

Fu Xingxian glanced at him, and the air pressure around him dropped again.

The air is thin, he's going to run out of oxygen...

Wen Jing followed Fu Xingxian along the corridor, passing the teacher's office, and came to the corner on the other side of the teaching building.

There are a few labs here, but the school has just started to report, there are no experimental classes, and no one comes over, and the surroundings are quiet.

Fu Xingxian turned around, took off the glasses from his face, put them on his own face, and knocked on the frame of the glasses.

Wen Jing leaned against the wall and folded his arms: "Wow, Mr. President! Don't you bring your mobile phone to school? Haha!"

"The president of the student council has to set an example." Fu Xingxian seemed to be manipulating something while pinching his glasses, "but it's impossible not to use a mobile phone at all."

Wen Jing covered his stomach and laughed: "No wonder I can't use it during the holidays... Hahahaha! I really should let Lao Liu see it, he said last time that I..."

Fu Xingxian took off his glasses and walked up to him: "If you tell him, I won't set permissions for you."

"Huh? What authority?" Wen Jing looked up.

Fu Xingxian squeezed his glasses, placed them on his nose, and stroked the hair on his ears that was pressed by the glasses legs.

A light yellow progress bar appeared in front of Wen Jing's eyes.

The glasses shook twice, and the text refreshed.

"Iris reading successful."

"New user added successfully."

"Give me permission?" Wen Jing was surprised, "This is not you..."

"I don't wear it all the time, you can play with it when you're bored." Fu Xingxian leaned against the wall next to him, and the two stood side by side.

"You have quite a lot of this kind of equipment in your home. I guess you will be interested, but I just forgot to tell you... When I first met you, the glasses you were wearing were also smart?"

"Yeah, yes." Wen Jing focused on the content displayed on the glasses, "Wow, your glasses not only look good, but also have many higher-end functions than mine..."

"Wen Jing." Fu Xingxian tilted his head to look at him, "Are you going to sit at the same table as me?"

"Of course! If you don't sit with my brother, who will you sit with? Could it be that you don't want to?"

Fu Xing paused for a moment: "Will you keep a little distance during school?"

"Why?" Wen Jing wrinkled his nose, "Suddenly dislike me? Oh~~"

His ending was elongated and twisted, and he nodded exaggeratedly: "I understand, you are afraid of collapse. You must look like the president in the school, and look like the prince in the group..."

Fu Xingxian: "That's what it really means. Some jobs are difficult to do if you are too gregarious... But can you forget about the prince?"

"Hahahaha! Don't mention it~" Wen Jing rubbed against him, and the two shoulders touched each other, "But I still want to be at the same table! I did it last semester, and I can do it this semester!"

"……Fine."

Fu Xing rubbed his head, "Go back after playing with glasses for a while?"

"Hmm." Wen Jing turned to Fu Xingxian and pressed a hidden button on the temple of his glasses.

Click.

The handsome face of his brother's prince was photographed.

Wen Jing clicked send, and checked the effect on his mobile phone.

Pixels aren't bad, that's...

Wen Jing frowned, and his voice was very serious: "Brother, tell me the truth, you took the photo of me skipping class when I was caught by Lao Liu?"

Fu Xingxian: ...

"it's me."

Wen Jing: "Wow! It's actually you!"

Fu Xingxian: "... At that time, I just wanted to find someone to ask who you are, but I didn't expect it to spread everywhere, even the teacher saw it."

Wen Jing hummed: "You took such a good-looking picture of me, you will take all my pictures from now on!"

Fu Xingxian:? ? ?

This skin child.

Fu Xingxian smiled lightly: "Okay."

Wen Jing played for a few minutes, looked at his watch, and returned the glasses to Fu Xingxian, "Let's go, or Lao Liu will catch me and nag me again."

Before they could walk out of the small corner, they heard someone talking on the other side of the corner.

"...Let me try it now, the feeling of being hugged by the president!"

???

Wen Jing stopped in his tracks and looked at Fu Xingxian with a black question mark face.

Fu Xingxian was even more dazed, looking at him innocently.

"I...no.have." He mouthed.

"Wait a minute." Wen Jing also mouthed, stopped in front of him, and poked his head out secretly.

The two Omega boys hugged each other, the one in yellow rubbed against the chest in green, and the knuckles that grabbed each other's shoulders turned white, looking very hard.

He took several deep breaths, and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, that's the smell! Ah... If only I could be hugged by the president."

Another person snorted: "It's a dream, don't even think about it..."

His eyes looked sideways casually, and he shut his mouth suddenly.

The direction in which the green clothes stood was facing Wen Jing's probe.

He and Wen Jing met eyes.

Wen Jing shook his left hand behind him, signaling Fu Xingxian not to move, and walked out directly.

"What are you two playing? How did I hear you say president?"

"Wen, Wenjing..." Green Clothes said in a nasty way, "Well, I didn't do anything, he was the one who hugged me!"

Huang Yi stood looking straight at him, and suddenly smiled: "Brother Jing, if you don't tell the president, I will tell you."

Wen Jing made an OK gesture: "Why did I tell him this, I'm just curious."

The yellow clothes took out a familiar spray bottle from his trouser pocket and shook it: "The school group said that the blocker used by the president is this brand. We all want to use the same type as the president, but it's so expensive, so we put together a list. Everyone takes turns."

The green clothes were dumb: "He sprayed himself saying he didn't feel anything, and insisted on spraying me, pretending that it was the president who hugged him."

The yellow clothes hammered his chest: "Isn't it normal to like the chairman? If you don't like it, you won't buy it with us..."

Wen Jing suddenly realized, and nodded slowly: "No wonder, I also smelled this smell in front of the bulletin board today."

Yellow clothes: "Yes, yes, many people have used it."

Wen Jing: "How many of you fought together? How much is each person? Let me see if it's worth it."

Yellow clothes: "There are at least five or sixty people... Do you want it too? There is a contact person, how about I push his business card to you?"

Wen Jing took out his mobile phone: "OK..."

Before the words fell, footsteps suddenly came from behind.

Fu Xingxian remained expressionless, grabbed his collar and dragged him towards the classroom: "Stop making trouble, let's go."

Wen Jing was dragged back a few steps by him, and shrugged his shoulders to the two students embarrassedly: "I really didn't tell him, he heard it himself."

Then he turned around and walked away side by side with Fu Xingxian.

Yellow Clothes & Green Clothes:  …

The green clothes hammered the wall: "Oops."

Huang Yi looked excited and bumped him with his arms: "We came here because there are few people here. What do you think they were doing there just now?"

The green clothes were hanging on the wall, life would be better than death, and there was despair in his voice: "Wen Jing is A, right? What can two A's do?"

Huang Yi: "They walked past just now, and I feel that Wen Jing's body smells the same."

They have used this blocker before they know how strong the smell-covering power of this product is. Basically, after spraying it, they don't want to smell other smells.

That is to say, if two people who have also been sprayed with this barrier agent are too close, the smell will be superimposed, and the smell will be stronger.

"Who said Wen Jing was A?" Huang Yi narrowed his eyes, "You see, he had a good temper just now, isn't he different from the school bully in the rumors, except that he is a little taller, and he is not particularly A? See? Come and ask someone."

He lowered his head and took out his phone, opened Xiaoqun, and suddenly found a bunch of people swiping the screen.

"Fuck, someone posted a post in the school post bar..."

"Huh? What is it?" Green Clothes leaned over, "Let me see!"

When passing by the teacher's office, Wen Jing was still complaining to the Alpha next to him with his head tilted: "Why did you come out so fast? I haven't asked the names of these two kind-hearted classmates..."

While talking, he started to laugh, clutching his stomach: "Oh, I can't do it hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Brother, you are so welcome! The feeling of being hugged by the president..."

"What? You want to try too?" Fu Xingxian said with a cold face.

He wears glasses and a school uniform, and when he makes this expression, it's special...how should I put it?There is a sense of abstinence, gentle scum!

"I don't just want to," Wen Jing licked his lips, approached him and lowered his voice, "If it wasn't for school now, I would just hit you and push you down!"

Fu Xingxian: "...you control yourself."

He took a few more steps and asked, "Do you like this? You have the same taste as a lot of people."

"Huh?" Wen Jing was stunned, "I never thought about it."

Fu Xingxian sighed: "Okay, you don't care, just go back to the classroom."

Wen Jing looked at his back thoughtfully.

He said so, he probably didn't like it very much.

It was reported that nothing happened today.

Lao Liu came to the stage and babbled for a while, collected his summer homework, and adjusted his seat.

In view of the fact that the personnel of the first class did not change much, most of the other people liked the original position and did not change much.

Teacher Liu: "The others are just like this...Wen Jing, where do you want to sit?"

Wen Jing patted the table: "I'll just sit here."

A lot of people turned their heads, and Hao Xuesen's horrified eyes swept back and forth between the two of them.

Fu Xingxian sat upright with his eyes downcast, without speaking.

Teacher Liu: "Wouldn't it be too far back?"

Wen Jing: "No problem, no problem, I will sit with the president~"

Although it was beyond the expectations of others, the seat was set just like that.

After everything has been explained, the partnership can basically be broken up.

According to Wen Jing's experience, the highlight of the day's report is the gathering of classmates who have not reunited for a long time to chat and spank.

It's just the first class... A group of people lowered their heads to do the questions in a hurry, as if what Lao Liu said just now was not "you can go home when you have nothing to do", but "start the self-study".

Wen Jing faced the quiet classroom, not knowing what to say.

He lay down on the table, leaned close to Fu Xingxian, and whispered, "Aren't you... just going home?"

"It wasn't like this before. Your grades improved so fast last semester, I guess they were nervous." Fu Xingxian looked sideways, "Want to leave?"

Wen Jing: "Auntie asked me to eat, and said she bought me new clothes, so I should hurry back and try them on."

Fu Xingxian: "..."

He hadn't heard of it.

Recently, he often feels that Wen Jing is his parents' son, and he picked it up.

A person suddenly came in from the front door of the classroom: "You... then who... the school grassroots! Does the school grassroots belong to this class?"

The students who were busy reading and doing the questions just now raised their heads and looked at the guy who spoke.

The boy looked very flamboyant, his hair on both sides was shaved, and the hair on the top of his head stood up. He was wearing a black T-shirt with a golden lion with its teeth and claws printed on it.

Wen Jing heard someone whispering:

"Who is this?" "I haven't seen it before, isn't it from our grade?" "Why is the president called the school grass? It's strange."

It is indeed strange.

The school grass is all voted for by everyone for fun, and it is also a joke when it is said, and it is not serious at all to call people.

In particular, the image of Fu Xingxian in the Dexin Center, first of all, he is the president of the student union, which makes everyone awe; second, he is the god of learning, and all the students are convinced by his achievements; and then there is his family background, which everyone envies when mentioned.On the contrary, he is a school grass... No one calls him that at all, so it's not worth mentioning.

"Where's the schoolboy?" The boy didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, and put his hand on the door frame with great momentum, "I have something to do with him!"

The other students all turned their heads and looked at Fu Xingxian.

Their president sat there quietly without any movement.

Wen Jing was lying on the table, looking at that person from the gap in the crowd, he seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

After all, they are alumni, right?

He pushed Fu Xingxian: "I'm looking for you, why don't you go and see?"

Fu Xing glanced at him leisurely, and he could see a little bit of fun in those eyes.

He sighed, stood up and walked over with a cool voice.

"What's your business?"

Not to mention his height, standing in front of the boy in the black T-shirt, he was a head taller

The black T-shirt was a little flustered, took a step back, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here? Where's the schoolboy?"

???

The whole class was at a loss.

"Aren't you looking for the school grass?" Hao Xuesen propped his face on the table, and turned the pen a few times with the other hand, "He is the school grass."

"Hey!!" The black T-shirt was shocked, "How could it be you???"

The other students were all happy.

"Otherwise who do you think it is?"

"Are you new here? I don't even know this."

Originally, they were all busy with the preliminary exam, and they were afraid that Wen Jing would overtake them. They were all very nervous. Who knew that such a fun thing would happen suddenly, and it was just to adjust their emotions.

The only one with a bad face in the classroom was Fu Xingxian.

His face was deeply contoured, he wore gold-rimmed glasses, he frowned and folded his hands, he looked much more mature than others, and he also had a sense of alienation and oppression.

"No, no, I'm not saying you're not handsome." The black T-shirt was frightened by his aura, "I just didn't expect...fuck, Wen Jing is not a school girl."

He lowered his head and carefully walked around Fu Xingxian, poking his head: "Wen Jing is from this class, right?"

All eyes turned back again.

"Why, you are still looking for me?" Wen Jing stood up from the last row.

"Brother Jing!" The black T-shirt's eyes lit up, "I came to see you after passing the Dexin exam. I'm in Class [-], Grade [-] now!"

Wen Jing scratched his head: "Who are you?"

"Have you forgotten me? My junior high school is also in No. [-] Middle School, one level lower than you." The black T-shirt ran to him and sat down next to him.

"When you were in the second year of middle school and Zhang Shanpang beat up those gangsters, I happened to pass by and heard you threatening them, wow! You are so handsome! I have decided since that day that you are my idol!"

???

Everyone's sights were repositioned again, and Wen Jing, who was in the focus position, looked bewildered.

"Why do you make me look like a school bully? I'm not that kind of person!"

"That's right, it's not a school bully. If you are so powerful, you must at least be a..." The black T-shirt scratched his head and couldn't think of any suitable words for a while.

Suddenly, a shadow fell beside him.

Fu Xingxian knocked on the table and said coldly, "Please let me down, this is my seat."

The author has something to say:

Another sudden second update!

Smart glasses are made up by me. In reality, smart glasses don't have so many functions.