Master Zhang is as resolute in his work as always. After only one weekend, a grade-level punishment list was posted on the bulletin board.
"Fuck? Tang Shasha has been remembered? What's going on?"
A group of students watching the excitement surrounded the bulletin board on the first floor. It may not have attracted so much attention if other people were punished, but Tang Shasha served as the Minister of Literature and Art Department and was in charge of major literary and artistic activities in the school. Many students knew each other and had a lot of energy.
During the lunch break, students who have just finished eating must pass through the bulletin board when they return to the teaching building, and they are all surrounded by it. Those who are informed will give popular science to those who do not, and those who have been popularized will be given to later popular science:
"Hey, I heard that it has something to do with Yang Yile. She released a rumor that Yang Yile was a hooligan."
"Is that a rumor? I take it seriously... Why did she do this? Yang Yile has no grievances with her."
"You don't know this, right? Tang Shasha has a crush on a new alpha student from the Literature and Art Department. She shows affection to others every day, and everyone in the department knows it. As a result, the student ignores her and just talks to Yang Yile. When you get close, Tang Shasha will be jealous."
"Be jealous and spread rumors? It's too disgusting..."
"It's very pleasing, I've long seen her disliked. She's just a minister. With such a big official authority, she's an omega, and she's worthy of riding on an alpha's head?"
"Speaking of Tang Shasha's dismissal, who is the new Minister of Literature and Art?"
"It seems to be in Class 1 of the second year of high school. I forgot what it was called, just that special mother's alpha."
"I'm relying on him? That's not much better. What's going on with Master Zhang? It's all monsters and ghosts..."
"Boom!"
The can fell into the narrow trash can with a perfect parabola, Jiang Yao turned his head: "How about it, brother, right?"
Yin Che was expressionless: "You threw it in the wet trash can."
Jiang Yao: "?!"
After picking out the can from the pile of instant noodle snack residues, Jiang Yao immediately ran to wash his hands. He didn't dry his hands after washing, but flicked the water droplets on his deskmate's face, and asked, "Cool" Isn't it cool?"
Then Yin Che kicked him from one end of the corridor to the other.
"Isn't that your brother?" Someone from Class 3 saw two people passing by outside the corridor, shouting, "Yin Ze, who is the person he kicked? I don't think I've seen it before?"
"Crack!" Yin Ze threw the pen, got up and left with a dark face, "He kicks anyone he likes, it's none of my business."
"… "
After Han Meng was promoted to the Minister of Arts and Culture, he immediately posted on his Moments "Dad's talent can finally be used to great effect!" and accompanied by countless heart and star emojis, Chen Yingying replied with a blank-eyed emoji: "Embroidered boxing ".
Minister Han took office as a new official. He was proud of the spring breeze. With a big hand, he swept the freezer of the canteen and invited all the students in Class 1 to eat ice cream.
Zhang Ke took a bite of the chocolate-flavored ice cream, and before he could swallow it, he said, "Old Han is awesome! It's really giving our squad leader a face!"
His teeth were covered in dark chocolate, and he looked like a fool.
Chen Yingying couldn't bear to look directly: "Can you talk after eating... Hey, why don't you give me one of the surnames Han?"
As soon as Han Meng finished delivering the ice cream, she carried the big bag to Chen Yingying's side, took out the last packet from the bag, and threw it on her table: "How can I forget you, Mr. monitor, I am today, thanks to you. Cultivation, no, I deliberately bought the most expensive box of cookies in the canteen to honor you."
Chen Yingying nodded: "Eunuch Han is still sensible, Xiao Kezi, learn a little bit."
Zhang Ke suddenly felt that the ice cream in his hand was not sweet: "Damn, this box of cookies is more than fifty yuan! I want to eat it too!"
Han Meng smiled: "You eat your fart."
Jiang Yao got a strawberry-flavored one, and glanced at his table at the same table, it was vanilla-flavored.
"How about we switch? Eating strawberry-flavored ice cream is not alpha."
Yin Che wanted to say why you didn't say this when you were wearing rabbit ears, but now he has no energy, so he lies on the table and covers his stomach: "Take it, I won't eat it."
Jiang Yao lowered his head: "What's wrong? Did the squad leader's aunt infect you in the morning?"
Yin Che turned his head, a few tufts of hair on his forehead curled up: "Go away, it's not because of you."
"What's wrong with me?"
"I just kicked you after eating and exercised vigorously."
"..." Jiang Yao really wanted to press his hair down, but in doing so, he estimated that he would be pushed to the ground first, so he had to say, "Okay, my fault, pour you a cup of hot water."
Jiang Yao picked up his water glass and walked out the back door.
Yin Che was stunned for a while, thinking that he should take the water glass back, and he never let Alpha touch his things.
However, the way Jiang Yao's knuckled fingers held his water cup was inexplicably good-looking, and when he shook his head, the water cup was taken away.
… Forget it, Jiang Yao has already touched a lot of his stuff anyway. His stationery, his handicrafts, the tables and chairs in his bedroom.
Even his hair, his cheeks.
Except for the poking at the face at the beginning, the touching later... seems to be his acquiescence.
The water dispenser is located at the stairway of each floor. Students in far away classes are unhappy that they come to pour water every class. They usually fill up a large cup with water during the lunch break and reserve the water for the afternoon.
Yin Che's cup is also quite big, it's the kind of thermos that is sealed and thick, and the temperature can't be felt. Jiang Yao had to pour hot water for a while and then cold water for a while to ensure that the temperature is hot enough without burning his mouth.
The bunny kicked up people to live as a tiger, in fact, it was a paper tiger. After running for two steps, his stomach hurts, and he said that he was exercising vigorously... Jiang Yao wanted to laugh when he thought about it.
Sure enough, it's still a small beta in essence, and it doesn't have much combat power.
Just as he was estimating the water temperature, another person came next to him, but he didn't pour the water, just staring at the cup in his hand.
"What are you doing with my brother's cup? Got permission?"
As soon as Jiang Yao heard this lofty tone, he didn't have to look up to know who it was: "Pour water for your brother, he is not feeling well."
"How is it possible that he was fine at home on the weekend."
"I was angry with his younger brother. When I heard that my brother was uncomfortable, my first reaction was not to care but to question. If I wanted to, I would die of anger."
"..." Yin Ze is not stupid, "Don't scold me around, you think you know my brother very well after being at the same table for a month or two? He's thick-skinned, no matter how much I say, he won't be What's going on, just pretend to show you outsiders, and let you sympathize with him."
Jiang Yao felt that there was no need to talk too much with this rebellious young man, and replied coldly: "I am happy to sympathize with him, want you to take care of it?"
"Who do you sympathize with?"
The third voice suddenly sounded from behind, and the water glasses in the hands of the two alphas shook.
Yin Che stood behind them and looked at Jiang Yao: "Who wants your sympathy?"
It was the first time Jiang Yao saw him look like this. No, he saw it once on the day of the school registration. When he was kicked to the ground, Yin Che also had this look.
Angry, sharp, alert, and a little more disappointed than last time.
I don't know why, this vague disappointment pierced into Jiang Yao's heart like a needle, and it hurt a bit.
Yin Che's nameless fire came inexplicably, and suddenly exploded: "Did I ask you to pour the water? Do I need you to sympathize with me?"
He grabbed back the cup in Jiang Yao's hand, and the full of water was scattered in the violent shaking, and the ground was a mess.
During the last class in the afternoon, it suddenly started to rain.
It hasn't rained so much since the fall. The leaves of the plane trees outside the teaching building were smashed by the bean-sized raindrops one after another, and piled up under the trees. I couldn't survive this autumn. I exchanged my sacrifice for the coming year. Fertile soil for new life.
The math teacher was explaining trigonometry problems on the blackboard, and the students below were all gloomy. Maybe they were worried about how they would go home without an umbrella. Maybe they were thinking that the clothes on the balcony of the bedroom had been washed in vain, or maybe they just couldn’t understand the teacher. write something.
Another mountain of waste paper was piled up on Yin Che's table.
Jiang Yao persistently threw small notes on his desk and threw most of the class without any self-knowledge.
It's just that broken word, I can't understand it when I open it, so it makes sense to throw so much
He didn't want to open it either.
At noon, he acted too stupid and didn't want to face it.
After meeting Jiang Yao, he seemed to be getting more and more wrong. Laugh at boring things and get angry at meaningless things.
It must have been infected by Jiang Yao, a big idiot.
"Puff!" A certain big idiot was signaling to him, quite persistently trying to attract his attention.
Yin Che's pen paused for a while, only a little bit moved by this spirit of reluctance.
Forget it, it's not a big deal, give him a chance.
Yin Che turned his head slightly and gave him a look at his tablemate.
Jiang Yao smiled brightly, and enthusiastically opened a page of the draft to him.
Perhaps he finally realized that relying on his ugly words could not impress his aloof tablemates, Jiang Yao changed his strategy and drew an ugly picture: on a blank scratch paper, he drew two hands holding hands with a black pen. The stickman, one reads "Che" and the other reads "Yao"—this is what Yin Che can barely identify.
Above the two stick figures, a red pen was used to draw a red, bright and bright heart.
No matter how you look at it, Che?loveyao.
"… "
Using the word big fool to describe Jiang Yao underestimates his strength, Jiang Yao is obviously a 24k pure fool.
"It's touching, right?" The pure idiot moved himself there, "Brother knows I said something wrong, I'm sorry, don't be angry. Good brother, listen to me, hold hands, walk with me, and create a happy life, oh oh~ "
… and even fucking sing.
Does this idiot know what this song is called
Yin Che stretched out his hand and tore up the scrap paper, if it was seen by others, it wouldn't be the end.
"What are you doing? This is a painting that symbolizes our friendship!" Jiang Yao hurriedly took away the draft and moved a little bigger.
"Those two in the last row! What are you doing!" The math teacher Chen Shumei roared, and everyone in the classroom looked over.
Jiang Yao's outstretched arm froze in the air, holding the draft book in his hand, Yin Che struggled to grab it and almost threw himself on top of him.
"… "
"… "
All of the classmates suddenly had a kind of understanding smile on their faces, but because the target was Yin Che, they tried to suppress it, and they looked weird.
Jiang Yao: "It's not what you think."
The expressions of all the classmates were even more strange.
Chen Shumei walked down from the podium holding the chalk head and hit Jiang Yao's forehead with the nearest straight line distance between two points: "What is it? The teacher is working hard on the topic above, it's fine if you don't listen, you are still there Let's play around and be a teacher blind? What is so beautiful, take it out for everyone to see?"
Jiang Yao closed the draft: "No way, teacher."
"Still talking back?!" Chen Shumei never liked when someone challenged her authority, she pointed her hand out, "Stand outside! Stay after school, I can only leave if I say go!"
Jiang Yao obediently obeyed the order and went out through the back door with the draft. Yin Che finally had a clear ear, picked up the pen and continued to take notes on the blackboard. When he looked up, he found that the math teacher was staring at him:
"And you, get out! Pretend to write what you write."
"… "
So two people finally stood outside the classroom door of Class 1.
Jiang Yao: "As expected of my good brother, enough loyalty!"
"Go away." Yin Che was very annoyed, "Don't pull me in next time, the math teacher doesn't like me at all."
"Ah? Why? Isn't your math score okay?"
"Yang Yile is the first in the class in mathematics, isn't it because he was told that he shouldn't be the class representative?" Yin Che leaned against the wall, his back was cold, and there was an airtight rain curtain in front of him, "Do you think being an omega and a beta is very important? Is it easy? For some people, omega equals weakness and beta equals mediocrity.”
"Do you think it's easy to be an alpha?" Jiang Yao said, "Look at Han Meng, he was appointed as a minister by the teacher, and there are so many people who question his ability. It's also difficult for us as alphas, we don't look good enough. If the pheromone is not strong enough, it will still be despised. What is born, where can you make sense?"
Yin Che hooked his lips: "Yes, it's not easy for everyone, it's really not easy to live in this world."
This sentence has a bit of emotion, Jiang Yao guessed that his tablemate should want to talk about life, so he leaned against the wall and looked up at the gloomy sky at a forty-five degree angle: "Our life is about Like this sky, although it will be covered by dark clouds for a while, I believe that as long as we work hard and be positive, we will be able to break through the layers of dark clouds and welcome the bright sunshine! Come on, Yin Xiaoche!"
"… "
As soon as the bell rang, a group of students who had already packed their schoolbags rushed out from the back doors of each classroom, like wild horses running away.
Chen Shumei was afraid that the two undisciplined people outside the door would slip away quietly in the chaos.
The person is still there, but... the posture has changed to what it looked like in the classroom just now.
Jiang Yao held up his draft book high: "You keep kicking? You bastard, do you think I'm out of temper? If you mess with me again, I'll make a hundred and eighty copies of this page and paste them all over your dormitory, reminding you all the time that we They are good brothers..."
Halfway through, my hand was suddenly empty.
Jiang Yao groaned in his heart and slowly turned his head - facing Chen Shumei's black face like Guan Gong, which was comparable to a thriller.
"Good brother, isn't it?" Chen Shumei tore off the page with a "Zi La" and scolded them in front of both of them. Yin Che tactically leaned back and saw the two stick figures holding hands swaying in front of him.
"Come on, just follow this picture, go to my office hand in hand, and let all the teachers see how deeply you two are brothers!"
"… "
"What are you doing stunned? Didn't you fight so hard just now? You're ashamed now? Do you know what's wrong?"
Yin Che didn't say anything, with a stinky face that didn't care about Lao Tzu's business, Jiang Yao was afraid that he would contradict the teacher, so he said first: "I know it's wrong, teacher, let's go with you, don't hold hands, Yin Che doesn't like it. Someone else touches."
"Oh, eldest young master? It's so precious, you can't touch it?"
Yin Che's face stinks even more.
Jiang Yao thought that he only said something inappropriate at noon, and he was left out for an afternoon. The math teacher was so ridiculed that he couldn't have the powder keg explode
"No, teacher..." Jiang Yao wanted to explain a few words, but suddenly felt his sleeves being pulled.
He lowered his head and saw his deskmate pinching the cuffs of his school uniform jacket with two slender, white fingers.
"… "
It's like a child in a crowded amusement park, who is afraid of getting lost and grabs the parent's clothes. But he was afraid of being laughed at by other children, so he could only pinch a small corner secretly.
Huge fucking cute.