Mr. Jing, he slipped away with his ex's cub

The school motto monument is not a vertical monument, but a sculpture in the shape of a book. More than 3 meters wide and several meters high, the school motto is engraved on the opened pages.On the left is "honesty and progress, down-to-earth", and on the right is "daring to explore, self-improvement". As a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder in the middle, Huang Chen chose to stand in the middle of this axisymmetric sculpture.

Turn your back to the main entrance, face the stele and think about your mistakes.

Jing Cheng had just pulled him over and left. Before leaving, he said "You're going to die" against his ear. His cold fingers just pressed against the back of his neck, and the temperature might be as cold as the water in Pianhuan River.

But he has had cake, and he speaks like cake.

Students in uniforms walked by one by one, and Huang Xing, who was fishing and overturned, kept his eyes on the school motto of the No. 800 Middle School. A few minutes later, Jing Cheng once again pulled a person over, and poked at Huang Xing's side: " Each person writes an [-]-word check and gives it to me before morning self-study."

"I'm a freshman, can I have a discount?" Huang Xing said hastily.

"Why give you a discount?" Jing Cheng pushed down the frame of the mirror and pointed his middle finger.

"Because I conform to the school motto." The slender middle finger made Huang Xing silent for a moment, and then he chose a reason that even if he was beaten, he would not be beaten too badly, "I am brave enough to explore, and I want to explore dyeing my hair. "

The boy who was just brought over looked sideways at Huang Xing. It was not difficult to understand from his eyes, he felt that Huang Xing was very courageous.

"Really?" Jing Cheng smiled and pressed close to Huang Xing's ear, "He's 800, you're 1500."

When he was talking, the smell of cake floated into his sense of smell. Huang Xing's nose was so sharp that he couldn't escape anything. He smelled that it was a new product from Shiman Cafe, ebony wine mousse, which was specially put on the light pink cake. I picked a fresh velvet flower.Jing Cheng must have eaten it secretly.

Suddenly, Huang Xing's eyes turned red.

Jing Cheng was about to turn around: "Why? Crying even when you're writing an inspection?"

"It's okay." Huang Xing's mood was turbulent again, it was only because the glands that were dividing caused the hormone fluctuations.

Everyone is born with a gland, just at the back of the neck. The beta glands stop developing as they differentiate, while the alpha and omega glands prepare to wake up, causing varying degrees of emotional problems.Huang Xing has serious emotional problems.

"Are you okay?" Jing Cheng didn't expect him to cry in front of the school motto monument.

"It's okay..." Huang Xing said it was okay, but buried his head in Jing Cheng's neck, and took a quick sniff, "I just feel that no one loves me, no one understands me..."

Damn, what's the situation?Disintegration at the school gate?Jing Cheng hugged his shoulder helplessly: "Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you."

"You're sick!" Huang Xing sniffed again.

"Okay, okay, you cry, you cry." Jing Cheng was even more helpless, he was also uncomfortable before Da Le broke up, but it didn't turn out like this. There was no reaction before the beta split, this kid will either be an alpha or an omega in the future, judging by his tearful posture, ninety-nine percent will be an omega.

"If you don't wear alpha to death during the estrus period, you won't be able to go out in less than a week." Jing Cheng is like a ruthless comforting robot.

"No one in the whole world understands me." Huang Xing gasped at his collarbone, "I rode so hard just now, and you didn't praise me."

Jing Cheng looked at the sky, let out a long sigh, and patted him perfunctorily, his voice was full of skill and emotionless: "It's so fierce, come on, hurry up."

The fluctuations came and went quickly, and it was over in 2 minutes. After Jing Cheng left, Huang Xing opened his schoolbag and found that there was no composition paper prepared.

"Brother, do you want paper?" The tall man next to him asked.

"This question sounds like I'm going to the toilet, here are some papers." Huang Xing said, and took the papers from the buddy next to him who destroyed his center formation.

Well, it's more like going to the bathroom.

"A new transfer student? I'm in Class 2, Senior [-], which class are you in?" the tall man asked again.

"Grade 4, Class [-]." Huang Xing bit off the cap of the pen, a light blue glass pen, the sharp nib just left a small dot on the composition paper, and then stopped.

This pen is too precious to be used.So he changed to a ballpoint pen and asked the side: "Jing Cheng is our school's discipline committee?"

"Yeah, don't mess with him. It is said that he has a special background, and he can mix black and white very well!" The tall man said while writing, and stopped to think after writing a few words.

Huang Xing just finished crying, checking the book as smoothly as writing prose. "How open is it?"

"It is said that he steps on one foot, and his two legs are spread at a large obtuse angle." The tall man said with certainty.

"It's easy to divide." Huang Xing nodded, I believe it. Generally, the school's disciplinary committee members are top students, because this position also has to deal with alpha and omega disputes. It is equivalent to an administrator and can increase social activity points. Now key universities They all consider social activities, "But why is he so fierce..."

"Is it fierce?" Another greeting came from the base of the ear.

Huang Xing's thoughts were all on the inspection book, and he had no time to think about what was behind him: "It's fierce, you don't know him..."

When he said the word "he", he recalled that the voice was familiar to his ears, as was the cake smell of ebony wine mixed with velvet flowers.He didn't dare to turn around all at once, for fear of meeting those eyes that carelessly raised his eyelids.

Turning his head to the left centimeter by centimeter, his neck seemed to be controlled by a gear. Huang Xing first saw the terrified expression of the tall man, then saw Jing Cheng's squinting right eye, and a meaningful smile.

"I'm afraid you'll cry again, so you won't be allowed to write 5000 words, write 3000." Jing Cheng's right index finger hooked the back neckline of Huang Xing's T-shirt. on the back of the neck.

After he left, the neighbor next door was very sympathetic: "You are finished."

Huang Xing swallowed his saliva. "I am done."

During the rainy season, the weather tends to be foggy, and even on sunny days, it is always shrouded in a blue sky. When the blue color fades and turns to green and white, a new day officially begins, and the bell for morning reading resounds throughout the campus.Jing Cheng helped the guard to close the sensor door of the No. [-] Middle School, and walked towards the teaching building with the cake box.

The teaching building is a V-shaped building, the depression of the V is a basketball court, and the protrusion is a sunken large playground.Below the playground are multimedia classrooms and an indoor gymnasium, a small fountain to the south, and a white corridor shaded by wisterias to the north, next to the student cafeteria.

Jing Cheng plucked a wisteria flower, put it under his nose and sniffed lightly, the fragrance of the flower was deserted.

Class 4 of the third year of senior high school is in chaos. The class teacher Du Teng has not arrived yet, and the students are crazy. Alpha and alpha were fighting, omega and omega were discussing whether to buy inhibitors for the exam or buy inhibitors, only beta honestly turned over the book and worked hard on his career.

Except for the 5th group, each group has 6 seats, and Jing Cheng sits in the 5th place in the 7th group.He was originally in the sixth group, but it was raining from the window, anyway, he was the only one in the last row, and he could sit however he wanted.As soon as he sat down, Nan Jin in front of him spun around and sat next to him, showing off with his right wrist stretched out.

"Look." A string of small jasmine buds was tied around her wrist.

"Secretly went to the small flower bed to pick it again? Be careful that the teaching office will catch you." Jing Cheng took out the small cluster of wisteria flowers in his pocket, and put a piece of fragrance in Nan Jin's palm, "Take it."

"I just like to smell the fragrance of flowers." Nan Jin put it away lovingly, obviously taller than Jing Cheng, nestling next to him like a tired bird returning to its nest, "Brother Xiao Cheng, this is yesterday's soda money."

A handful of steel coins were placed in the metal table bucket, tinkling and clanging.Jing Cheng glanced at it: "Come on, just give me back your pocket money? Your parents won't give you money for meals next time. Let me see what you buy bread with."

"I still have some savings." Nan Jin was thin, twisting the flower buds with his fingers, "Brother, I remember you also liked flowers when you were young."

"I liked it before the age of 9, and I hated it after the age of 9. I met a little girl who sold roses on Whale Island. She was very beautiful. I bought her flowers because of her beauty, and bought her soda and cotton. Sugar, take her to play in the amusement park. She also wants my amusement park stickers, I said you will be my wife when you grow up, I will give it to you, she agreed, I said the next day we will be at the entrance of the amusement park See, I set up a written proof, but she let me go, eating and drinking for free and whoring for free. My stickers are limited!" What happened 11 years ago, Jing Cheng is still filled with righteous indignation, "Stop talking, the more you talk, the more angry you will be. this is for you."

"What?" Nan Jin had no money for breakfast, "Cake?"

"It's from Shi Manman's house. I ate two pieces, and I'll give you the rest as a snack." Jing Cheng rubbed Nan Jin's face, "Get ready for class."

"Thank you brother." Nan Jin went back carrying the cake box and sat in front of Jing Cheng.As soon as he sat back, Du Teng came, holding a large triangle plate and holding a thermos cup in his hand.The figure is quite tall and straight, with a little beer belly.

"Go back to your seats! I have good news for everyone today!" Du Teng touched the wig on top of his head.

There was no sound below, and the students stared at the podium one after another.Only Jing Cheng lowered his eyes, flipping through "Infinite Mathematics" on the desk, guessing the type of questions in the next issue.

"What's the matter, old class?" A classmate below couldn't hold back, "The social activity class has been cancelled?"

"No way! Is this month's monthly exam cancelled?"

"Is there a sports meeting?"

A series of answers failed to guess correctly, Du Teng was very satisfied with the effect of his tricks, touched his elastic beer belly and said: "Neither of them, today our class..."

"There must be a transfer student!" The next student named Su Yu stepped in, not only breaking his barrier, but also stealing his limelight as the head teacher.

"Hey, Su Yu, let the teacher announce such important events in the future, don't rush everything first." Du Teng clicked his tongue, "If you do work within the system in the future, you have to take care of the leaders."

"What do you do in the system? I hate leaders and meetings the most. I will be a freelancer in the future, eating, drinking and having fun every day." Su Yu dimpled from a smile, and sat on a sideways swaying.Du Teng continued to build momentum for the new students, looking at the front door: "Now applaud the new students, Huang Xing!"

Huang Chen?Jing Cheng, who hadn't raised his head all this time, looked away instantly. Maybe this is the narrow road to Yuanjia?He looked towards the front door of the classroom. The brat who was crying at the door had already changed into his school uniform. He walked into the classroom neatly with a backpack on his back, with pink hair.

As soon as Huang Chen entered the classroom, he looked for Su Yu first, and vaguely, an unfriendly look fell over him.

After looking back, um, it was a slap in the face.What kind of luck is this? I live next door to Slapface, was designated as an orphan by his grandfather, became a means of transportation, and is still in the same class.

But he's so good-looking, take another look.This is not a question of being unbearable, the main thing is to look good.

Su Yuzheng happily notified the group with his mobile phone that Huang Xing was coming, and even took a pen-hold shot very decently: [The little drumstick is here, look at Fenmao!Love it! ]

Jiang Xin: [Your school uniform is ugly enough. ]

Yu Zhe: [Take good care of the only omega in the group, don't let the dog alphas pounce.He was punished by us when he was a child, and he was dragged away by strange children when he wore women's clothing to sell flowers. ]

Jiang Xin: [But can Xiao Su take good care of Huang Xing?A gourmet-style a?Xiao Su is mad at us. ]

Su Yu couldn't bear this kind of naked humiliation. Just when the friendship between the three of them had been fighting for more than ten years in the group and was about to collapse, Su Yu glanced at Huang Chen again, and didn't know what was wrong. The buddy stood on the edge of the podium, blushing.

On the last seat of the fifth group, Jing Cheng raised his eyebrows on the right, unhurriedly licked the ebony wine cake drawn by his fingers, and took off the pink velvet flowers on the cake, tilted his head to look at Huang Xing while opening his eyes. Open your mouth, put a whole flower on the tip of your tongue, and roll it into your mouth.

The flowers have been soaked in sugar water and are a bit sweet, Jing Cheng looked at the invisible Neptune with red eyes on the edge of the podium and smiled.

Fishing, fishing each other.

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Jing Cheng: When md was young, there was a girl who lied to me by selling flowers!

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