Wei Heping squatted on the campus network until zero.
Not only because the "Omega you most want to date" voted until zero, but also because... "Bo Jian Er Middle School Support Club Vice President" opened the second serialization of the president's article on the campus network: "Devil Alpha's Xiaojiao" Wife: Desolate Chairman Runs with the Ball".
The full text of this article has been concisely summarized in the title of the article.
Wei Heping, while updating the president's article serial, waited for the zero to cross, scratching his head and wanting to contact JAC to witness the birth of "One Flower in Second Middle School" together tonight.
Jianghuai, will be crowned king.
On Sunday afternoon, Jianghuai ranked first, with 15% of the votes.
Even if it is Lou who voted for the "Omega I most want to date", whenever Jianghuai appears, there will be a bloodbath. Pull the building from the beginning to the end, a piece of "****".
Some watched the fun, some came to scold JAC, and some came to "popular science" JAC, the Alpha who has already won the "No. The votes of the people are also counted. It is better to invalidate the votes like this. Some people are determined to vote for JAC.
"I don't want to study politics: Have you forgotten what you did in the first semester of Jianghuai High School? You don't think it disgusting to vote for such a thing? Some Alphas who swipe votes are self-respecting, don't fucking think you are the world, a bunch of ****!"
"The best A: @不想学政策, you are not happy with Jianghuai, you fucking went to the school, what are you forcing on the Internet? What did Jianghuai do, I have never seen it with my own eyes, who the hell knows it is true or not, If you were an Alpha, would you come out and fight?"
In the evening, Omega, which came in second, got two percentage points more votes, and then Jianghuai was reversed by five points.
At midnight on Monday, Jianghuai, with 20% of the votes, unlocked a new title: No. 1 in No. 2 Middle School.
Originally, the title reserved for the first place by the poster was "A Flower in Second High School", but the one voted for was an Alpha. After hundreds of floors of discussions, the title of coronation was forcibly changed to "No. 1 in Second High School".
There is no A to stop the direction of the knife.
Wei Heping is very honored.
Jiang Huai entered the back door with his bag on his shoulders. A few eyes glanced at him quickly, and then quietly retracted.
Jiang Huai went straight to find a seat.
Bo Jian raised his eyelids, hooked the stool at the front table with the back of his foot, sat down, and stuffed his schoolbag into the belly of the table. Today is Monday, it is a sunny day, and it is not cold in the early morning. Jiang Huai put on the school's long-sleeved jacket to cover his arms. The pigtail is bent behind the head.
It looks cold and cool.
"Front table." Bo Jian heard himself calling softly.
Jiang Huai leaned back, tilted his head slightly, and pointed his chin at him. It's just short of writing "Fart, let go".
Last night, he and Jiang Huai made a video call, and Jiang Huai fell asleep on the English paper when he wrote Gestalt. Bo Jian waited for more than ten minutes, but before Jiang Huai woke up or woke him up, he turned off the video first.
Now he uses this incident to find a topic: "Did you finish your English paper last night?"
Jiang Huai woke up last night, it was past ten o'clock. He pressed a few creases into the surface of the paper. The video is also off.
Ah Cai never entered his room, nor called him. When Jiang Huai entered the living room, he saw two buckets of small cup noodles. One cup was thrown into the trash can after eating, and the other cup was placed on the coffee table untouched, with a ham sausage on top. This is what A Cai left for him after dinner by self-reliance. Ah Cai has already fallen asleep.
The progress of Jianghuai's English test paper stopped at the first question of the second volume.
He glanced at the books lying flat on the corner of Bo Jian's desk. Last time "Das Kapital" I still knew the words on the cover, but this time I don't know the words on the cover... U, Ulysees. I don't know what it is.
"No." He said sparingly.
"Would you like me to write it for you?" Bo Jian asked.
Jiang Huai turned his face away this time. He didn't believe that Chairman Bo still had such kindness, so he raised his brows: "Oh, what's the matter, this is, you can still..."
A girl poked out of the back door with beautiful hair, almost waist length.
She looked at Jiang Huai, her eyes crooked: "Jiang Huai."
Bo Jian glanced at it indifferently, and closed his eyes.
Ni Li handed over a cup of milk tea, Jiang Huai secretly glanced at the color... green. Definitely not caramelized. Ni Li smiled and said, "I brought you a cup of matcha, and added chocolate chip biscuits."
Jiang Huai took it and lowered his eyes: "Thank you."
Ni Li and Jiang Huai were classmates in junior high school, but during the three years of junior high school, she and Jiang Huai almost never spoke.
She is different from Jianghuai. In school, Jiang Huai is a boy who can attract attention without doing anything. Courageous and wild, the teacher can't train him, and he has a good appearance. There are many girls who have a crush on him in school.
It's just like a JAC refrigerator, no one cares about it, so very few people dare to confess.
But she is ordinary, timid, so timid that she is almost weak, follows the rules, and obeys others in everything.
Most of the time, she stayed quietly in the corner.
keep quiet. remain silent. Stay cowardly.
Jiang Huai always treats her alienated. Ni Li knew that even as a friend, she was not qualified for Jiang Huai.
Jiang Huai held the matcha tea and lowered his hand: "I quit sugar recently, so don't give away these."
Ni Li clenched her hands, her voice lowered: "Then, what do you want?"
Jiang Huai's eyelids are drooping, even the lines at the ends of his eyebrows are sharp, so dark that no impurities can be found. It seems that he is very unreasonable and hard-hearted: "No. Don't come to me."
Ni Li's hands were quietly twisted behind his back.
"I..." Ni Li opened her mouth, but after a long moment of silence, she lowered her head and said, "It's not troublesome. It's just casual, and it's not a favor. If you need my help in other places, I..."
She looked down. But Ni Li could feel that Jiang Huai's eyes were on her. It is difficult to talk to Jianghuai. Except for his few friends, Jiang Huai could hardly smile. Like a frozen popsicle. When others come over, they will only freeze together with him.
Jiang Huai said, "You don't owe me anything. So there's no need."
Ni Li blurted out: "How could I not owe you?"
"If it wasn't for your help, I would have been expelled from school a long time ago," he said. "Even if I helped you, you would have helped me back. That's fine."
Ni Li's hand twisted behind his back was trembling: "Jiang Huai, this is different! How could it be the same, you..."
When students come and go in the corridor, some people often look sideways at Jianghuai.
Jiang Huai moved his right arm and interrupted her: "Go back."
Ni Li bit her lip tightly. She glanced at Jiang Huai, then lowered her head again: "Okay...then I'll go back to class for self-study first."
Wei Heping went out the back door. He glanced at the drink in Jiang Huai's hand, then at Ni Li's back: "Ni Li came to see you again?"
Jiang Huai inserted the straw in with a "poof", and said "um" expressionlessly.
Wei Heping didn't know Ni Li well, not even a single class in junior high school. Not to mention JAC. On the day they graduated from the third year of junior high school, Wei Heping and Qin Yuhe made a bet on WeChat behind Jiang Huai's back: after the summer vacation of the senior high school entrance examination, they would show Jiang Huai their junior high school graduation photos. Apart from the two of them, Jiang Huai could still name a few people. He bet twenty, Lao Qin bet ten.
Later, both he and Lao Qin lost the bet.
Because JAC refused to cooperate. Old Qin guessed that this was probably because Jiang Huai could no longer call out any of them. Both of them underestimated the height of Jianghuai's ruthlessness and ungratefulness, and they lost in a mess.
Jianghuai is a real powerhouse.
The real strong are all single. Jiang Huai followed his word, and in the three years of junior high school, Wei Heping had never met Jiang Huai with any Omega or any girl who had spoken more than five sentences, not to mention the sparks of love. Except for their forty-five-year-old married female head teacher.
But for such a real strong man, others told Wei Heping that Jiang Huai became angry because of his failure to pursue Omega, and did an extremely stupid thing. Not only was he sent home by the school to reflect, but he would also be expelled from school in all likelihood.
This is not what Jianghuai told Wei Heping himself. It was Wei Heping who heard it from others.
The story of Jianghuai and Song Jun was spread all over the school, and there were several versions of the rumor that it was fart. Everyone pretended to know the truth, but Wei Heping didn't know it.
Because Jiang Huai didn't tell him personally.
Wei Heping called Jiang Huai countless times and asked him what was going on countless times.
Jiang Huai finally said taciturnly that Song Jun had done something bad to Ni Li.
What is the bad thing, Wei Heping didn't ask again.
As long as Jiang Huai speaks, he doesn't care whether there is cause and effect, as long as Jiang Huai speaks, he will believe it.
Before Wei Heping's gaze could be removed from Ni Li's back, it was stuck on the face of a tall woman walking from the corner of the corridor. The woman is as thin as a stalk, with sunken cheeks and thin and large lips. A mean look.
This bitch, Wei Heping, has nightmares and ghosts at night, and he doesn't even want to dream of her.
Wei Heping was shocked, and tugged at Jiang Huai's sleeves: "Fuck, brother Huai... Come into the classroom, that bitch Liu Yuxiu is here!"
But Jiang Huai didn't move his head: "Liu Yuxiu won't teach you now, you're afraid of shit."
Behind Liu Yuxiu followed Liu Chang, who followed suit. Liu Yuxiu stopped at the front door of Class Two's classroom, pointed at Liu Chang and said a few words. Liu Chang nodded submissively and hurried into the classroom.
Liu Yuxiu turned her head and happened to catch a glimpse of Jiang Huai. She slashed Jiang Huai in disgust, turned around and left.
Jiang Huai returned to his seat with the straw in his mouth.
Bo Jian has already started writing the paper. With a focused expression, the thin white wrist is lined with yellowish curly face. The long legs are bent under the belly of the table, as if they can't be put down.
Jiang Huai glanced at him, thinking that it's not unreasonable for this dog to fascinate so many Omegas. Jiang Huai slept until the bell rang for the second class as usual, and slowly opened his eyes.
The classroom drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and the light was very dark. A projection screen was put down on the blackboard and a movie was playing. The music class in high school is a tool class. At the end of the middle term, the music teacher retires intermittently.
School has just started now, and the music teacher is still on duty, playing classic movies in the class.
Jiang Huai stretched his waist. Walking over from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of someone sitting at the same table.
The deskmate turned his head slightly and glanced at him.
Jianghuai: "?"
"Bo Jian? When did you come in?" Jiang Huai asked.
Before Bo Jian could answer, Jiang Huai asked unfriendlyly: "What are you doing here?"
"I came in while you were sleeping." Bo Jian replied one by one slowly, "Your tablemate is not there, it is more convenient to watch a movie in the front seat."
"Oh." Jiang Huai responded, picking up the matcha cup, "I don't watch movies."
Then Jiang Huai got up and went to Bo Jian's seat.
Bo Jian turned to stare at him: "..."
Jiang Huai has already hooked away Bo Jian's stool with the back of his foot, and sat down.
Bo Jian still turned his head, and when Jiang Huai sat down, Bo Jian asked, "Then can I take your seat too?"
Jiang Huai didn't bother to raise his head: "Whatever."
So the front table and the back table became the back table and the front table.
Jiang Huai flipped through the "Ulysses" on Bo Jian's desk, pushed it aside when he couldn't understand it, and drank milk tea with a straw in his mouth.
Usually don't notice it. But after adjusting the position, Jiang Huai found that Bo Jian's shoulders were much wider than his. The neat school uniform shirt is held up like a clothes support, and it will not be tight or loose. Just right.
The buttons are fastened to the top, which can show the demeanor of a good student.
Jiang Huai bit the straw and pulled the jacket to the top with no expression.
Bo Jian propped his head, and the nib of the pen smoothly traced a section of the rusted fence on the white paper of the notebook.
The tip of the pen stopped at the last stroke. Bo Jian paused for a few seconds, carefully sketching a bird on the top of the fence. Just like that day, Jiang Huai jumped from the top of the iron mesh gate and landed on the painted metal fence with his knees bent.
There is a phenomenon in psychology called the suspension bridge effect. The more dangerous the situation, the easier it is to be tempted.
But it's not some fucking psychological effect that blinds people.
It's just that man is inescapably attracted to things quite different from himself.
Especially those who follow the rules and are framed in rules and regulations.
Jiang Huai looked up the meaning of "Ulysses" on his mobile phone, and Ulysses casually flipped through two pages. The title page is handwritten with the letters "BJ" in cursive. In the upper right corner of the desk is a pile of neatly packed English volumes. Jiang Huai turned a corner slightly, and happened to turn to the composition page.
At first glance, Jianghuai almost thought it was a printed answer.
Pen ink is darker than printing ink. Jiang Huai stared at it for a while, making sure it was handwritten.
Bo Jian tilted his head slightly, quietly looking at Jiang Huai to peek at his paper.
While peeping at his paper, Jiang Huai tugged at the back of Bo Jian's shirt without looking up and asked, "Chairman, do you usually exercise?"
"exercise."
"Oh. I see."
Bo Jian raised the corners of his lips: "How did you tell?"
Jiang Huai looked up: "Your back has a good skeleton."
The author has something to say: Chairman: Bah, I thought you were trying to picture my muscular figure ^·