The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

Chapter 4: 0% way of getting along

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Just after class, the campus forum of No. 1 Middle School became lively.

[High school freshmen have started the military training week, do you all have some ideas? Crazy hint.jpg] hot

1L: I just want to say, don't rain hahahahaha!

2L: +1, I want to eat melons and watch the fun, we couldn’t get a week of sunshine last year.

3L: I just passed the playground and someone has gone...

4L: Who? ? ? On the weekends for the school test, I end up reciting my endorsement. How busy is this person

5L: You school grass... I saw it from the window, it looks like it came prepared!

6L: ! ! ! No wonder he can't be found in the student union, I'll check it out.

7L: Stop it. I advise you to go to the cafeteria first, lest there will be a whole new wave of newcomers trying to grab lunch with you.

8L: Yes, there are classes in the afternoon, I choose lunch. Drool.jpg

On the playground, Xiao Yan didn't drink the drink after pulling the tab, but slowly put the orange soda aside, letting a faint orange scent waft in the air. He continued to hold his cheeks to observe Luo Zhiyu's reaction, the corners of his mouth puckered. She smiled and half-squinted her eyes, as if she was enjoying the current state.

No wonder this person was reluctant to stop the fight yesterday, Luo Zhiyu loosened and clenched his fist hanging by his side, while avoiding the sight of the instructor, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth silently: "Do you look like a..."

"The omega in the middle of the first row, add another ten minutes." The instructor frowned, "Be focused and don't be disturbed by the outside world."

Luo Zhiyu: "..."

He also wanted to ignore Xiao Yan's existence, but this person was really, too dazzling.

After Xiao Yan put down the orange soda, he picked up another can of Coke and shook Luo Zhiyu. The soda had just been frozen in the small refrigerator in the dormitory, and there were many small water droplets on the can. Braving the cold air, it is particularly attractive under the scorching sun.

This time it wasn't just Luo Zhiyu, even the classmates in the back row swallowed.

Concentration, Luo Zhiyu recited the concentration in his mind more than ten times, and his anger value gradually accumulated. He stood up straight, but his eyes wandered around, searching for something that could be used to beat people later.

"Xiao Yan, what are you doing?" Fan Yue followed the clues provided by the forum and finally found Xiao Yan at the square of the first (3) class of high school.

The missing student council member Xiao Yan was sitting upright on the grass, with a row of open ice pops in front of him.

Fan Yue saw Luo Zhiyu who was about to explode with anger in the third class at a glance, and immediately collapsed: "Why are you provoking him again?"

"I don't have it." Xiao Yan weighed the last can of peach-flavored soda in the bag. He put his hand on the clasp of the soda and didn't open it. He said slowly, "I'll drop by to see if his clothes fit."

Fan Yue: "..." Fart.

He has sufficient evidence to suspect that Xiao Yan's immoral behavior has been premeditated since last night.

Fan Yue watched helplessly as his deskmate unhurriedly took out a test paper from his pocket, cut it in half, folded it into two small fans, and poured out the scent of soda in Luo Zhiyu's direction. Fan the past.

The Band-Aid on the face of a certain school's grass is really not wrong at all, it's all self-inflicted.

"Sit down, the student union has nothing to do today." Xiao Yan moved Fan Yue to a place and took out a fresh-keeping box from the bag. In the box was a sliced iced watermelon.

"Do you want to eat?" Xiao Yan asked.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the watermelon in his hand, Fan Yue shivered a bit, but did not dare to answer: "No, no, no."

"Do you want to eat?" Xiao Yan asked Luo Zhiyu silently, holding the fresh-keeping box. "Want it?"

"You're done." Luo Zhiyu smiled.

Fan Yue took a step back.

"Report." Luo Zhiyu suddenly shouted.

"Speak." The instructor has been paying attention to the movement on their side.

Luo Zhiyu calmed down and said, "Report the instructor, I'm dizzy." The kind that needs to beat Xiao Yan to get better.

"Really dizzy?" The instructor caught a glimpse of this child greeting other people's mothers from the corner of his eye just now. Hearing that he was dizzy, he was naturally dubious.

"It's really dizzy." Luo Zhiyu nodded as if he had something to do with it, "I just finished the differentiation, it's been less than a week, and now I'm a fragile omega, and it's a key national protection target. Instructor, do you see that man on the grass over there? , I now see him as flying in the sky."

His skin was very white, sweat beaded on his cheeks under the scorching sun, the tip of his nose was a little red, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly when he lowered his head, which was really pitiful.

Fan Yue: "..." Intuition tells him that the mountains and rains are coming, whether he wants to avoid the limelight, but Xiao Yan is still holding the fresh-keeping box like nothing.

"Steady, it doesn't matter." Xiao Yan sat firmly.

"Don't talk nonsense..." The omega, who had just been differentiated for a week, really needed attention. The instructor listened to him and paid attention to it. He planned to check it. He picked up the roster of the third class: "What's your name."

"Luo Zhiyu, know my heart and give me peace of mind." Luo Zhiyu reported his name and gave Xiao Yan a stern look, "It's not Luo Zhi!"

The student numbers of the freshmen are ranked according to the order of admission. Luo Zhiyu's name is not difficult to find, it is the first in the third class.

0301? Luo Zhiyu

The instructor found a line of remarks after his name. This was the third day that Luo Zhiyu had just completed the differentiation.

It was almost time for the military training in the morning. The omega boy who was still in good spirits lowered his head and said that he was dizzy.

The instructor forgot about the additional penalty and waved his hand: "Let's be here in the morning, the third class of students will be disbanded in place."

The instructor was a little worried about Luo Zhiyu, turned around and asked, "That, classmate Luo, do you want someone to take you to the infirmary..."

However, before he finished speaking, the sophomore boy who had opened a row of soda cans on the grass suddenly put down the watermelon in his hand, stood up and ran away, while someone who was still dizzy just now called out, bent down and picked up the watermelon beside the flower bed. A branch was pushed out.

Instructor: "..."

All members of the third class: "… "

Xiao Yan jumped too fast, Fan Yue couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by the branch in Luo Zhiyu's buttocks.

"Don't run!"

"Fuck you, you're done!"

"I made your fairy frown!"

The battle was fierce. The fragile omega that had just been differentiated stopped at the edge of the playground, pulled off the school uniform jacket of the boy in front, and weighed the branches in his hand. Feeling that the hand was not good, he immediately gave up the branches and picked up the trash can. The big broom that the school cleaning aunt used to sweep the leaves next to the school chased after him with the broom in both hands.