Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

"Get up quickly and read it to everyone~" Teacher You couldn't wait to knock on the podium with the pointer.

Wen Jing thought of the scene where he was bumped by Mr. You a few days ago, and his body trembled involuntarily.

So what the hell is the second paragraph?

Has he brought any English books? ? ?

Wen Jing was about to find a book in the drawer when he saw a textbook pushed over from the left side of his bare desktop.

Fu Xingxian was tapping on a certain passage of text with his fingers.

Wen Jing calmed down and said, "Thelastthirtyyearshaveseen..."

Before the pronunciation of the last word was finished, Teacher You clapped his hands.

"Look, take a look, people sleep in class every day, and the spoken pronunciation is like this. Really, you people don't have that brain, so don't learn from others and don't listen to class, play mobile phones, play games. Come on, Wen Jing, you Translate this paragraph again."

Wen Jing was about to sit down, but was ordered to stand up again, and blurted out to the textbook: "In the past 30 years..."

Teacher You pointed at the whip: "Zhang Shan, Wen Jing is checking his phone."

"Ah?" Zhang Shan glanced blankly to the left, then suddenly realized, shaking his head desperately, "I didn't look."

Where's the time to look at your phone?Finding the answer at the speed of light is not so fast.

"That's right. In your class, someone finally did a homework. They all use that little monkey to search for the questions. The things they write are all the same. What's the use of writing? Wen Jing doesn't read anything. Your translation speed is fast, which is much better. Let you write a composition, use all grammar indiscriminately, the sentence structure is messy, and you don’t speak human language at all...I learned it in the stomach of a dog.”

Teacher You started babbling again and again. He didn't pay much attention to the way of protecting his voice. After a long time in class, his voice was really disturbing.

The rest of the classroom didn't dare to show their anger, and stopped their small movements, for fear of being found out, which would make this torture last longer--U2 is a very dedicated teacher, and he will not dismiss the class if he can't finish it that day , Unless the teacher of the next class is standing at the door, he will consider leaving.

Finish scolding sooner and finish sooner!Otherwise, you won't even be able to go to the toilet.

Wen Jing got the right to sit down and let out a breath.

Thanks.He nodded to Fu Xingxian.

Fu Xingxian put his face in his left hand, frowned and glanced at him, and opened his thick notebook with his right hand.

After a while, a pink sticky note was handed over: "I underestimated your English level. Is it okay to get a total score of 550 at the end of the semester?"

Wen Jing: ...

The exclusive study plan is constantly updated according to the actual situation, should he say Goodjob!

There was no other trouble in this class. Teacher You only dragged the class for 5 minutes before dismissing the get out of class, kindly leaving some time for everyone to let the water go.

Fu Xing went out leisurely.

Wen Jing sat on the seat for a while, pinched his nose and began to rummage through his schoolbag, taking out a medicine bottle.

The doctor said that if I really can't bear it, I can take two tablets to relieve the discomfort.

Wen Jing poured out two pills and threw them into his mouth.

With a bang, a sour and bitter smell filled his mouth, and he almost didn't spit it out. He quickly unscrewed the cup and swallowed the medicine mixed with water.

The pill was a bit big, and it stuck in his throat, and he couldn't survive. He drank a whole glass of water to succeed, and the smell was still there when he hiccupped it.

Wen Jing blushed after taking the medicine, his neck was thick, and he leaned on the back of the chair doubting his life.

Did the medicine cure him or make him sick?

Still feel nauseous after eating.

He clutched his neck and retched several times.

Someone sat down next to him and put a bottle of purified water on his desk.

"I just bought it, drink it."

Wen Jing sat without moving, looking at Fu Xingxian.

"Aren't you going to drink?" Alpha raised his eyebrows, and put the water on Wen Jing's table, "You don't look well."

He stopped looking at him, picked up another bottle of water, unscrewed it, and poured it into his mouth with his head raised.

Fu Xingxian's neck is slender, the sternocleidomastoid muscle is obvious, cast a clear shadow, and his Adam's apple rolls up and down.

It's just a drink of water, no matter how handsome he looks.

Wen Jing's eyes flicked across his arms, and the white shirt of the school uniform could not block the strong biceps.

He remembered the dream in the morning and looked down at his sleeve.

He has thin arms and legs, and his shirt sleeves are of course empty.The collar is open to 2 buttons, but it is not sexy, and only the shallow ribs on the chest can be seen.

He raised his head again, wanting to see if the opponent's chest muscles could also hold up the shirt, but accidentally met the opponent's eyes.

Fu Xing put the water bottle into the drawer in his hand, stared at him and asked leisurely, "What are you looking at?"

"No, nothing." Wen Jing lowered his head.

"I feel bad today? What did the doctor say?"

In fact, it is not uncomfortable anymore, as long as he is around, the uncomfortable feeling will be much better, and the smell of medicine in his mouth will not be so disgusting.

But this discomfort made him even more uncomfortable.

He took a breath, picked the thumbnail of his left thumb with his right hand, and felt a little uncomfortable: "Are you treating everyone like this?"

"No," Fu Xingxian opened his brown notebook, "other people are not in my plan."

Wen Jing didn't understand.

The taste of medicine is still spreading in the mouth.

He stared at the pure water on the table for two seconds, reached out and unscrewed the cap, filled a small half of it, and took a deep breath.

"I don't really like to rely on others." The first sentence came out, and it seemed that the entanglement was not so entangled. "You take care of me like this, which makes me a little awkward, and I feel that I am useless."

Fu Xingxian turned his head to look at his expression seriously, and when he looked at it, a smile appeared on his face.

He tilted his head: "You are very cute."

Wen Jing frowned: "What do you mean?"

Fu Xingxian stretched out his hand suddenly.

"What are you doing?" Wen Jing dodged in a daze, but he couldn't dodge, feeling his hair being rubbed.

"do not know."

Fu Xingxian's expression was inexplicable, and there seemed to be some waves hidden under his calm eyes.His fingers ran across the top of the hair, passing through the hair in a detour, and the temperature of the pads of the fingers was transmitted to the scalp.

The hairs on Wen Jing's body stood up suddenly, remembering what the doctor told him: "Alpha is extremely possessive. Especially if the pheromone fit is high, it may be difficult for him to resist your attraction, and he may even make irrational actions. Things that hurt you..."

Wen Jing was terrified, he was hesitating whether to run away, but felt his head was empty.

Fu Xing took a long distance away and sat upright on his seat, exuding a cold and alienated aura all over his body, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Alphas are very dangerous. If you don't want to ask me for help, I suggest you don't ask others. Most adolescent Alphas can't fully control their pheromones. Once they get emotional, they may do some irreversible things."

He picked out a pen from the pen case, wrote a few times on the notebook and found that it was red, frowned, threw the pen back, and changed to a black fountain pen to continue working on the questions.

I never looked at Wen Jing again.

The scenery is inexplicable.

But what he said to the doctor was similar, and it made sense.

In the following geography class, the teacher followed the script very much, and the voice of the speech hardly fluctuated too much. He can be called a master of hypnosis.

There was a large area in the classroom. Someone was playing games with his head down. He closed his eyes and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he found that the screen was black and white.

Wen Jing tried very hard to attend the class, he decided not to sleep during the day - who knows if he will dream again, embarrassing.

However, man is not as good as God, and his willpower cannot match the biological clock. His head slowly descended bit by bit, and his body slowly approached his left side, the side with the light grass and woody fragrance.

Before his head fell on Fu Xingxian's shoulder, he was supported by a big hand and pushed away.

Wen Jing felt the warmth through the thin material of the school uniform shirt, and heard some small sounds, and opened his eyes in a daze.

On the slanted desktop in front of him was a stack of A4 papers with chemistry practice questions printed on it, with a sticky note on it: "Lie down and sleep or do the questions"

……

Good service.

Wen Jing leaned on the table and sat upright, staring at the practice questions in a daze, and suddenly found a few question types that he hadn't seen before.

He regained his energy immediately, took out the chemistry book he hadn't seen for a long time from the drawer, read the basics carefully, and counted.

When get out of class was over, he had already done more than a dozen questions.

Wen Jing turned his head and asked, "Do you have an answer? I'm right."

"Let me see." Fu Xing stretched out his hand.

"I can correct the answer." Wen Jing covered the exercises and didn't want to let go.

"Let me check your level." Fu Xingxian glanced sideways, "There are also those arranged yesterday, give them to me too."

Wen Jing lay down on the table to cover the topic: "I'll see for myself."

Fu Xingxian looked at him directly: "I don't know your level, how can I give you a question."

"Don't bother you." Wen Jing stared back.

Staring and staring weakened his momentum, and he, the recipient of help, seemed not very polite.

Wen Jing pulled his bangs irritably, and messed up his hair: "I like to handle my own affairs by myself, I really don't want to cause trouble to others, sorry."

"Children." Fu Xingxian didn't know what to think of, and smiled lightly, "I'm not good at psychological counseling, so I suggest you learn politics and human social attributes in advance."

"Huh?" Why did it get involved with politics, Wen Jing has no interest in that subject at all.

"Man is the product of society, his life is social, and his production activities are also social."

...have no idea what he's talking about.

Fu Xingxian looked at Wen Jing's bewildered expression, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Anyway, it's impossible for you not to cause trouble for others. If you think it's troublesome for me, just do something for me."

Help each other, not cheat!

Wen Jing was enlightened.

His entanglement today is actually unnecessary, as long as the relationship between him and Fu Xingxian is defined as helping each other and maintaining clear boundaries, then it is not a problem.

The question now is...

"Do you need my help?" Wen Jing put on a business smile with eight teeth.

Fu Xingxian glanced across his face, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then shook his head: "No."

Wen Jing: ...

The author has something to say:

feel tricked

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The political content comes from the key points of political courses on the Internet. I haven't read it for many years, so there should be no misunderstanding...