After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

The campus idol Fu Shiyan and the campus bully Zhong Xun are facing each other online.

The eyes of the melon-eaters who had just finished watching the last flower delivery show suddenly lit up again.

Everyone knows that these two have always been difficult to deal with, especially the school bully Zhong Xun, who has always regarded Fu Shiyan as a sworn enemy.

Fu Shiyan's fans scattered among the onlookers unconsciously began to worry about whether their brother would be bullied by the school bully who was always used to domineering.

However, what they never expected was that the school bully who seemed to be on the verge of every day was actually at a disadvantage in this top Alpha confrontation, and was easily cornered by the seemingly thin school grass.

Their national younger brother raised his arms calmly, and lightly pressed his palm against the wall behind the school bully, leaning down slightly, as if whispering something in the school bully's ear .

From the distance and angle of the melon-eaters and fans, it was impossible to hear the specific content of the conversation between the two, but only a glimpse of Fu Shiyan's terribly handsome side face and slightly parted lips.

He went up!

He went up! !

The fans who were terrified for their brother one second were all blown up into fireworks the next moment.

Looking at the scene in front of them, they unexpectedly feel a little bit good?

People who watch a good show and don't think it's a big deal even took out their mobile phones, and they are bound to fight live on the front line of eating melons.

However, Zhu Zhouyang, who was hovering anxiously at the door of the class and observing the situation here, was not as beautiful as the people who were about to boil. He walked around in circles like sitting on pins and needles, wishing to stick his eyeballs to the two people in the corner .

Do you want to go?

Should he take the initiative to help?

Although the boss has not issued clear instructions, the situation in front of him is obviously so serious that he has to take action!

Just when Zhu Zhou Yang was still hesitating, the class bell rang suddenly at this moment, and the bald dean walked out of the office with a ceramic teacup in his mouth, his full voice matched with the music flowing on the radio. The intense sound of the piano hitting the keys hit the eardrums of everyone in the hallway, "I've been so lazy on the first day of school, didn't everyone hear the class bell? Why don't you hurry into the classroom for class?"

For the first time in Zhu Zhouyang's life, he felt that the bell ringing in class that seemed to urge the Death Squad to go to the battlefield was simply the sound of nature. It was also the first time in his life that he felt that the bald head teacher and head teacher was finally so pleasing to the eye.

Fearing the coercion of the iron-blooded dean, some of the people who were happily eating melons retreated quietly and sneaked back to the classroom. There were also fans who resolutely refused to surrender to the power and secretly left clusters in the elongated sleeves of the school uniform to cover them. The light and shadow of the mobile phone flash.

Zhu Zhouyang mentioned that the heart in his throat had not yet landed safely and returned to its original position, and then the extraordinarily loud voice pierced through the gathered crowd, "Those two boys hiding in the corner, did you hear that?" ?”

!!!

Zhu Zhou Yang almost didn't bring up the breath hanging in his chest.

The September autumn wind that leaked in through the half-open window brought the roar of the teaching director and the background piano BGM into the narrow corner, diluting the strong fragrance of lilies gathered at the tip of the nose, and taking away Zhong Xun felt an uncomfortable clear breath several times.

The extremely familiar melody lingered in his ears, and Zhong Xun's slackened consciousness due to the pheromone gradually returned. In a trance, he vaguely caught a glimpse of a gloomy look in the smiling eyes of the boy opposite him.

Just for a brief moment, fleeting.

"Although it's a bit regrettable, I can only find another time to talk about it."

At this moment, Fu Shiyan finally realized that the distance between the two of them was too close. He put it down gently before he calmly supported Zhong Xun's arm on the wall, and the warm breath sprayed over, as if nothing had happened. The rising tone almost made Zhong Xun think that the sense of disobedience he felt just now was just his own illusion.

Until now, the invisible sense of oppression has only receded a little bit.

"Fu Shiyan and Zhong Xun?"

The dean didn't care much at first, and most of the other students obediently entered the classroom under his urging, only the two nail households who were specially named were still standing there as if they hadn't heard them. The more he felt that something was wrong, he stretched out his hand to lift the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and after barely recognizing the figures of the two people according to his memory, he quickened his pace in shock, and the ceramic teacup in his hand was also rattled.

Although it is a class that is only taken over by division, he has heard about Zhong Xun's mischievous deeds as early as last year when he first entered the school in the first year of high school. That Fu Shiyan who took special care of.

...When these two alphas of the same sex who are in their prime of youth get together, nothing will happen, right?

The director of teaching immediately made up a horrible scene of fighting in his own brain, and he didn't dare to delay for a second, and rushed over in a hurry, but the key object he was so worried about just stepped forward lightly. He took a step forward and blocked the other perpetrator behind him without any trace, "Excuse me Director Cong, we will go back right away."

"...Are you alright?"

The dean hesitated for a rare few seconds, and his sharp eyes shot/shot/shot the two of them from head to toe like X-rays.

Fu Shiyan was still wearing the gown he had given a speech in the school auditorium just now, and the black satin surface was not stained with even a speck of dust, but Zhong Xun, who was opposite him, had a slightly flushed complexion, and there was nothing else. Other abnormalities, there is no smell of pheromone leakage in the air.

Fortunately, it seems that they still know how to measure, and they didn't slap each other's pheromones on each other's faces in public. Things haven't developed to the bad point he imagined.

What a fortune in misfortune.

"It's just that I was asking the deputy monitor for some advice, and the conversation was too speculative for a while so I didn't notice that class was already in session."

"Vice monitor, don't you think so?"

Fu Shiyan turned around inadvertently, and the pink petals hanging from the bouquet in his arms touched the cuff of Zhong Xun's school uniform vaguely, and kicked the ball to his side easily.

Zhong Xuncheng reflexively moved to the side, reluctantly cooperating with his performance, and nodded stiffly.

"..."

For the first time, the teaching director began to question whether he had some terrible auditory hallucinations because of his age. He raised his head in disbelief, and the lid that was vainly covering the ceramic cup almost fell off due to a large movement. On the ground, "You are really because..."

"Director Cong," but Fu Shiyan interrupted him as if he couldn't understand the atmosphere at the moment. He waved the bouquet in his hand, and his smile was as clear as the petals of a lily. The flowers for me, it doesn’t look good for me to just bring them into the classroom like this, and the vase in your office, Director, doesn’t look too good, why don’t you just take it back?”

"...the next time is not an example."

The teaching director really couldn't figure out the temper/nature of this little ancestor. Seeing Fu Shiyan's overly bright smile in front of him, he rubbed his sore temples with a headache, and reluctantly took the bouquet from his arms. The delicately packaged lilies sighed, "Okay, since it's all right, you all go back to class."

Zhong Xun understood in his heart the reason why the dean came over in such a hurry, although Fu Shiyan was not the only one who was credited with explaining in time, but if it was any other teacher wearing colored glasses, he might not care about what happened and 21 indiscriminately. Give yourself a bad reputation.

His favorability for this seemingly vicious dean increased a bit.

However, before Zhong Xun stepped out steadily, the teaching director caught him off guard and stopped him from behind, "Zhong Xun, wait for me."

He coughed lightly, and cast a serious glance at the messy khaki hair on the top of his head, "Let me remind you one last thing, you must get rid of your hair after you go back today, or you won't be able to come to class tomorrow." .”

……

The reality that Zhong Xun didn't want to face the most was put on the table again at this moment, he could only show an embarrassed yet polite smile, "I see."

The dean was a little bit guilty, and he took a deep look at the calm Zhong Xun. This well-behaved campus bully in front of him seemed to be a little different from the fierce image in the rumors?

"Then I hope I won't see your point deduction item on our class's discipline inspection sheet tomorrow."

Do you really know how to repent or pretend to be good, anyway, you will see the real chapter the next day, so the dean no longer struggles, just waved his hand, and waved away the doubts accumulated in his heart, "Okay, both of you go back to the classroom .”

The originally noisy corridor suddenly became silent because of the class bell and the dean's driving away. For a while, only the footsteps of two people's soles on the tiles could be heard.

There was a staring gaze from the dean behind him. Seeing that he was about to reach the door of the classroom, Fu Shiyan moved closer to Zhong Xun calmly, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Does the deputy monitor need..."

Although it was just a few simple contacts, Zhong Xun had probably mastered the routine of dealing with this unreasonable male protagonist, and he also calmly pulled away from Fu Shiyan again, "No need. "

"Hey, obviously I haven't said anything?"

Fu Shiyan's position at the moment happened to be against the direction of the halo from the window, Zhong Xun couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, he could only vaguely feel that clear gaze falling on him.

"...Anyway, no need."

Zhong Xun nodded at him slightly indifferently, and lowered the corners of his eyes.

Even though Zhong Xun has not heard the specific content of the so-called request that Fu Shiyan mentioned before, given the stumbling block that the original owner had made to Fu Shiyan before, as long as the request is not too excessive, he should agree to it. Chance and Fu Shiyan were completely cleared up.

Apart from that, Zhong Xun doesn't want and will not have any other unnecessary involvement with him.

The author has something to say: the budget failed, the hairstyle can only be changed in the next chapter [? 】If the space is enough, the next chapter will be dropped【! 】

You may not believe what awsl said 800 years ago, I wrote half of this chapter, and then finished it yesterday, and wrote it until five o'clock in the morning [. 】Then when I was editing the article, I found a point to write. After discussing the plot with my friends, I was going to rewrite it. I didn’t finish it until now. It’s too difficult. I haven’t written my homework yet, and the sports video hasn’t yet. Recording me is too difficult. Why do contemporary college students still have to do their homework? 1551

Thanks Hych for the nutrient solution! Mua! ! !