Perhaps it was the night that eased the relationship between the two of them. Two weeks after the start of school, Jiang Yao had no more confrontation with him at the same table.
Everyday small fights are inevitable. Sometimes there is a disagreement, and the noise becomes big, and the surrounding students will also notice. Over time, the first impression of Jiang Yao in Class 1 has gradually changed.
"Jiang Yao, yes, how dare you confront Yin Che and look down on you." Zhang Ke said admiringly.
In the free time of physical education class, alpha basically went to play, and beta and omega mostly watched.
The weather was very hot, and the slightest movement made me sweat. There were still two classes in the afternoon. If the clothes were sticking to the body, it would be uncomfortable. Jiang Yao didn't join in the fun, and found a bench next to the playground with Zhang Ke.
After two weeks, he and his classmates were almost all familiar with each other, and he no longer deliberately concealed his true nature. A class of students now know that this new transfer is not a dead house. Although his appearance is ordinary, his personality is quite sunny, and occasionally a little dark.
After just looking around, there were only two vacancies on the bench Yin Che was sitting on. Zhang Ke hesitated and did not dare to go there. Jiang Yao sat directly next to Yin Che and waved at him: "Come on, Zhang Ke, I I don't eat people at the same table."
Yin Che's face was quite stinky: "You met me."
Jiang Yao looked down and saw that the corners of the two school uniforms were touching.
"… "
Jiang Yao pulled back one centimeter of the hem of the school uniform: "It's hard to serve, and you're not friendly to your classmates at all... Hey, are you hot? The buttons are so high?"
There are many school uniforms in No. 1 Middle School, such as long-sleeved and short-sleeved formal sportswear, etc. Most of the students wear them according to the season and occasion, while Yin Che has only been wearing a white school uniform shirt, buttoned to the top, since the beginning of the school year. Physical education classes are also not changed.
If it wasn't for knowing that the Yin family was rich, I would have thought that he only bought this set of school uniforms.
"It's not hot." Yin Che frowned, "Sit down and don't get so close to me."
"No, Zhang Ke also wants to sit over there. If he goes over there, he won't be able to sit down anymore. Move to your side."
"don't want."
"If you don't come, then I have to come." Jiang Yao leaned on him.
Yin Che immediately stood up and frowned, "Are you sick?"
Jiang Yao asked with a smile, "Do you have medicine?"
A bronze player like Yin Che, who didn't even have a few words to swear at people, couldn't beat Jiang Yao's golden rank at all. After holding it for a long time, he finally turned around and left angrily.
Zhang Ke was dumbfounded and couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding: "Jiang Yao, you are really fierce."
Jiang Yao hadn't heard this title for a long time. He felt very cordial and waved to him: "Come and sit, little brother."
Zhang Ke sat down and said, "It's hard for you to sit at the same table with him after being beaten by him. Yin Che has a really weird temper. We usually stay away from him."
See it. Jiang Yao was pulled into class 1 a few days ago, and found that there was one less person, and he didn't need to flip through it. The one with the smallest number must be Yin Che.
"Actually, he's not that scary, just a beta. With so many of you, are you afraid of being bullied by a beta?"
"But his family is rich. What if he asks his dad to kick me out of school if I mess with him? I don't dare to take this risk."
Jiang Yao imagined the appearance of Yin Che's bullying... I really can't imagine it.
"He will not."
"Are you sure? Where did you draw that conclusion?"
"That's how it feels."
Zhang Ke glanced at him suspiciously, and put the person in front of him into the "weird" category. However, the degree is slightly lighter than that of Yin Che, so it can be ignored for the time being.
"Even if he doesn't move out of his father, he still has an alpha brother. What if his brother comes to avenge his brother?"
Jiang Yao couldn't help but laugh.
his brother? It's good that his brother doesn't help you to bully him together.
Speaking of Yin Che's younger brother, Jiang Yao was a little curious: "What's his younger brother's name? What grade? I met him last time, and he looks okay."
Zhang Ke's eyes widened: "Is it alright? Your tone is not small. His younger brother is the famous school grass of our school, Yin Ze from Class 3, you don't know?"
Oh, it turned out to be the rival in love who robbed him of his omega resources.
"I really don't know."
"Then your news is too closed, listen to me more in the future, and gain insight." Zhang Ke rarely has a moment to show his superiority, "Yin Ze is the most popular alpha in our school. Rich, handsome, and an omega who likes him can circle the playground ten times!"
"There aren't that many single omegas in the entire West City, right?"
"Ahem, didn't I use exaggerated rhetorical devices, taught by Old Wu, did you listen to the class well... This is not the point, the point is that Yin Ze's popularity is really high, and the pheromone is strong, making a group of small fans I'm so dizzy, even an omega like our squad leader can't be spared."
Zhang Ke looked around and locked a position: "Well, our physical education class happens to be with class 3, you see, the place with the most people must be Yin Ze playing there, and the one who dances ecstatically next to us is not our class leader. ?"
Jiang Yao followed his line of sight. There were several circles of people under a certain basketball hoop. There were more people than other venues. There were no people playing at all. There were only bursts of excited cheers.
Chen Yingying was not tall, she stood on the outside and stood on tiptoe hard, and she didn't know if she saw anyone. Han Meng next to her seemed to mock her a few words, so angry that Chen Yingying jumped up and hit him, Han Meng laughed, said something to her, and then squatted down. Chen Yingying raised her legs unceremoniously, and sat on Han Meng's shoulders. She was lifted up, her vision suddenly widened, and she finally saw the situation on the field, and she waved her arms more vigorously.
Jiang Yao retracted his gaze, turned his head, and saw Yin Che standing under the tree on the other side of the playground, with no one around.
The shadows of the trees reflected mottledly on his face, blurring his expression, but his eyes were obviously also directed towards the basketball court.
Brother and younger brother, one is the most popular student in the whole school, and the other is the most excluded student in the whole school.
Interesting.
After the third week of school, in addition to the normal class hours, the school has added an additional club class, which is scheduled after school every Friday.
No. 1 High School has a wide variety of clubs, and it is stipulated that each student must sign up for one club every academic year. The leaders of each club will focus on a certain day to show the club, attract more members, and apply for more club funds. It is called "Hundred Regiments Battle" among students.
In order to find a leisurely society, Jiang Yao followed Zhang Ke and the others to visit the scene of the Hundred Regiments Battle during the lunch break.
The boulevard in the school is the best place for display. It is open and cool. There are tables of various clubs on both sides. Those who come early occupy the best entrance. They have already started shouting. In order to attract attention, there is nothing strange The slogans of morality can be shouted out:
"Don't miss it when you pass by! The basketball club is recruiting new members! In our club, you can be teammates with the best alpha in the school, or you can be friends with the most handsome alpha in the school. You can shoot with your head up, and pick up soap with your head down. .Basketball club, mammoth's choice!"
"Hey, are you tired of the greasy alphas in reality? Are you tired of the contrived omegas around you? Join the anime club! If it's a paper man, it will definitely surprise you!"
"If you want to know the latest news of No. 1 China, and want to be the king of public opinion in No. 1 China, the news agency is your best choice. We will report the most cutting-edge news and spread the most explosive gossip with a serious, hard-working, and diligent attitude. Don't worry about making mistakes, because our slogan is: from this agency, no responsibility!"
Jiang Yao passed by and asked Zhang Ke, "Which company do you report to?"
Zhang Ke: "Like last year, the news agency!"
Jiang Yao nodded: "I guess so too."
I visited the booths of several clubs, the slogans were very attractive, and the activities were colorful, but Jiang Yao wanted to find a club that had no activities, which was difficult to find.
Halfway through, a few of the classmates who accompanied him all had their favorite clubs and went to fill out the registration form, leaving him alone to move forward.
Walking around, I glanced at random and saw Yang Yile sitting in front of a club with a sign that said: Sketch Club.
"Wow, math class representative, can you still draw?" Jiang Yao walked over and flipped through the picture book spread on the table.
Yang Yile blushed without complimenting him: "The painting is average..."
"Humble, obviously very good, both artistic and rational, amazing."
"thanks… "
"Are you the president?"
"No... The president has something to do. I'm here to help." Yang Yile bit his lip, as if gathering his courage, "Jiang Yao, don't you like anime? Our club is very suitable for you... Do you want to sign up?"
Jiang Yao smiled: "No, I'm really bad at painting, and I don't have much interest in it, just appreciate it."
Yang Yile looked a little dejected: "Well... okay."
"It doesn't matter, someone will definitely sign up."
"Hopefully... If there are less than ten people recruited this semester, the club may be abolished next semester... "
"Ah? Why?"
"The school stipulates... that a club needs at least ten people to form. This semester, several senior sisters and seniors in our club have left the club in their third year of high school. Now I only have six left. Today I recruited three, and there is still one..."
Yang Yile lowered his eyes, pitifully.
Jiang Yao's desire to protect omegas arises spontaneously in his heart.
There shouldn't be many activities in the sketch club, I guess it's quite busy, he can sign up and go in there to recharge...
Just thinking about this, a man suddenly trotted over: "Sketch Club, right! I finally found it!"
Yang Yile's eyes lit up: "Classmate, do you want to sign up..."
His voice gradually weakened.
Running over is an alpha.
It looks like a freshman in high school, full of vigor, and with a bit of childishness that has not faded, he said cheerfully: "Yes, yes, I like to draw! I also joined the literature and art department. But I just started learning and I can draw well. Not very good, are you willing to accept it?"
Yang Yile hesitated a bit: "Classmate... If you sign up, you can't change it for a year..."
Alpha is usually not a character who can draw and draw, almost all sketch clubs are omega and beta, and no alpha has ever joined.
The alpha insisted: "I won't change it! I won't change it in the future. It's another matter if I retire in the third year of high school, and I will definitely not retire in the first year of high school and the second year of high school!"
"Really?" Yang Yile smiled happily, "Then... you are here, fill in your name... "
"it is good!"
One of the two people bowed their heads to fill out the form, and the other approached to introduce the situation of the sketch club, and their heads were together.
Jiang Yao, who missed the opportunity to show his alpha power, had to keep going.
The more you get to the end, the lower the popularity of the club, and there are many fewer students around to ask for details.
The voices of the people are getting weaker, and the cicadas are getting louder.
At the very end of the stall, it was already beyond the confines of the boulevard. There was no shade from the trees, and the blazing sun in late summer was shining directly on the face, making people unable to open their eyes.
Jiang Yao raised his hand to block the light, barely seeing the road ahead.
After taking two steps, he stopped.
—The man sitting in front of the stall at the end, with his eyes closed, was facing the sun, his fair complexion was almost translucent.
He sat there alone, as if he didn't need anyone to accompany him.
A gust of wind blew through, raising his soft hair, fluttering lightly.
It seems that wings will be born in the next second, spread out with the wind, and fly to the brightest place in the sun.
like an angel.