Sell ​​your pheromones

The holidays are flying fast, spring is coming and autumn is coming, sending away a snow and another year, cicadas are singing loudly, the sun is in the sky, and after entering the third year of high school, monthly exams start to rush behind him again and again, Lu Jianyang's grades are slowly improving, The most recent time it actually squeezed into the top [-] in the city.

"Xiaoyang, I really regret it... woo woo woo woo—" At three o'clock in the morning, Ou Xing talked about pencils with a sketchbook in one hand, and cried to Lu Jianyang with the phone in the other. "I still have 20 sketches to draw, and I'm about to die suddenly." He originally thought that the path of art students would be easier than cultural courses, but it turned out that he was naive.During the training period, everyone got up at [-] o'clock every day and sat in the classroom sketching watercolors until [-] o'clock in the middle of the night. After school in the early morning, there were still [-] chapters of sketches waiting, and I really couldn't bear it.

Lu Jianyang sat at the table with his earphones plugged in and listened to his complaints. His subordinates sorted out the wrong chemistry questions and answered absent-mindedly. "It's quite difficult."

"Xiaoyang, woo woo woo woo—" Ou Xing cried. "When can you come and see me, I want to eat..."

Jiang Jixin's voice came from the phone. "Hey, drink the milk and go to bed."

Ou Xing forgot to shed tears for a moment, it was in the middle of the night. "Are you living together again?" Lu Jianyang and Jiang Jishen lived together in their sophomore year of high school, and they were still minors. Although they could eat sweets, they knew in their hearts that nothing substantial could happen.But it's different now, the lifetime mark has passed, and living together again means that certain things have already started to be put on the agenda.

Ou Xing asked cutely, "When can I be an uncle?"

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Jixin smiled, and touched Lu Jianyang's chin to feed him a mouthful of milk.Lu Jianyang was forced to accept a lingering and milky kiss, wiped the corners of his lips, lowered his head, and calmly lowered his voice. "What are you thinking about? The exam is coming soon. This side is close to the school, saving time on the road. Hiss—" Lu Jianyang took a breath before finishing speaking.

The weather turned hot in May, and Lu Jianyang's pajamas became short-sleeved. Jiang Jixin, a rascal, lay on his back, stretched his hand along the neckline, and pinched his chest.

"Don't make trouble." Lu Jianyang covered his earphones and said in a low voice, "You're on the phone...don't..." Lu Jianyang had already formed a conditioned reflex during Jiang Jishen's repeated teasing, and the corners of his eyes turned red when he touched him.

Jiang Jixin not only didn't listen, but even went too far. He lifted him up and sat astride his thighs, imprisoned him by the back of the chair, and took off his obstructive shirt, without any concealment.

Ou Xing was stunned when he heard the intermittent murmurs over there, the sound of fabric rubbing and the sound of sticky kissing water intertwined, and there was a faint temptation to conceal it.In a trance, he understood why Fan Yu was so attached to Lu Jianyang... too, he would call...

Just when his mind was full of trash and was immersed in it, a shock of electricity woke him up, and Jiang Jixin brought the earphones close to his lips. "Get down to business, hang up."

The earphones were thrown on the ground, the beeping sound cut off the coming wave-like tenderness, Ou Xing held the sketchbook in his hand, his mind was full of mosaics, and he was startled to feel that his face was flushed.

"Damn..." He took a charcoal pencil and ticked off the notebook he couldn't call twice, and muttered. "It's great to have a boyfriend. I'll find one when I get admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts."

The scorching sun is like a fire, and the scorching sun passes through the shade of the trees but cannot drive away the noisy cicadas. The hot wind hits the face, and the college entrance examination is coming as scheduled.The entire campus is filled with the smell of scrolls, and even the wind is full of tension.Parents held up umbrellas and waited at the school gate sweating profusely.In the first language test, a reporter was here early, holding a microphone and preparing to interview the first person who left the test room. Every year, interviews in the test room are a hot topic.

"Here we come—" Half an hour after the start of the exam, a tall Alpha pointed out the school gate because he had handed in the papers in advance.His skin was very fair, and his pupils and hair had an inconspicuous blue under the light.

A group of reporters pushed each other to get closer, and the camera pointed at the face. "Student, why did you hand in the paper so early? Is the question too difficult?" If you hand in the paper early, it's either a king or a bronze, but this Alpha exudes the aura of a top student, and he is expected to be the former.

"No." Alpha shook his head, facing the camera to cooperate with the interview. "It's quite simple, but the thesis of the composition is a bit difficult to find, and it is easy to go astray."

"Then you are too fast at solving the questions!" A reporter grabbed the gimmick and started digging. "So you have written all the essays, can you give yourself a score?"

"0 points. I handed in a blank paper."

This answer was beyond everyone's expectations. The reporter was stunned, pinched the microphone and asked, "Didn't you say the question was easy?"

"It's really simple." Alpha smiled politely at the camera. "But I gave it a walk." While others were sweating profusely, he had already got a through train, so there was no need to take the college entrance examination.

The corner of the reporter's mouth twitched. Fortunately, his classmates were all in the examination room, otherwise this kind of person would have been pressed to the ground and beaten.

"Then you enter the examination room..." Is it to pretend?

"Oh." Jiang Jixin glanced behind him and said casually, "My Omega is a little nervous. I'll send him in."

Good guy, other parents can only send them 500 meters from the school gate, so he sends them directly to the examination room, right?There is really no bottom line for Xueba to show his love. The reporters of several stations almost cut the cord, but this is live broadcast...

The reporter wanted to cry but had no choice but to bite the bullet and remind himself that this was the first person to leave the examination room, and he could not skip it, so he had to end it quickly. "Then do you have anything to say to the parents in front of the TV and the students who are struggling?"

Jiang Jixin said without hesitation: "Study hard and make progress every day."

Reporter: "..." Thank you for your perfunctory.

Two hours later, the master who actually handed in the papers ahead of time appeared on the stage.Qian Xincheng was immersed in his complacency, the question was very simple, 130 points guaranteed.He walked out with brisk steps, and when the microphone hit his face, he still felt comfortable that he was the first person to leave the examination room.

"Student, are you not escorted?"

Qian Xincheng: "Huh?" He was ready to answer related questions, but he didn't expect to be hit hard in the chest first.I want to cry but have no tears, my heart is so cold, I have chosen the essay myself, why should I still be shrouded in the shadow of that dog man Jiang Jixin, he was the only one in the city who was escorted, okay?The reporter asked what questions, and his good mood was completely wiped out. "No."

"Oh." The reporter also found that his question was a bit hurtful, so he hurriedly got to the point. "You are the first person to come out of the examination room normally. Do you have anything to say to the parents in front of the TV and the students who are struggling?"

Qian Xincheng glanced at the reporter, and clearly heard the word "normal" from her mouth, and then was hit violently, it seemed that Jiang Jixin had come.He didn't want to continue the interview, so he pushed the microphone away and dismissed it casually. "Please bring back last year's bright cub age limit skin, and redo the star cub by the way, thank you."

reporter:"???"

It's either love or a game, what happened to this group of top students this year?