This Omega is Sweet and Wild

Chapter 2: You don't fight omega? But the omega hit you!

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When Li Cheng took his younger brothers back to the second year teaching building, he was warmly welcomed by all the students in the whole class.

"Brother Li, I heard that you caught the thief single-handedly?"

"Brother Li, is that thief alpha or beta?"

"Is it alpha or beta making a difference to our brother Li? It's not the defeated general of brother Li!"

"The sports committee of the next class also boasted that the thief would definitely be caught within three days. I just took a look and his face turned green with anger!"

"Our brother Li is strong, that kind of bastard can get it done in three or two times!"

Brother Li is long and brother Li is short, and the whole class is full of cheerful dog licking.

Li Cheng was extremely useful, and the grievances he had just received from the principal were forgotten in a blink of an eye.

The one who wins the hearts and minds of the people wins the world. If you look at Li Cheng, there are so many worlds!

Li Cheng's seat is in the last row of the classroom. They have a large classroom space. The seats in the last row are not close to the wall. There is still a few square meters of space behind him. The school arranged this open space for students to arrange reading corners, clothes rails, racks, and handwritten newspapers, but now this open space has become Li Cheng's private back garden, with his sneakers, Sports bags, and dumbbells and protein powder all over the place.

But now, on top of his fitness equipment, a bunch of things suddenly appeared - a huge bouquet, and several boxes of snacks.

Just now, the uncle of the security guard in the logistics department pushed a small cart and sent the pile of things over, saying that someone sent it to the school gate and named it to Li Cheng.

Li Cheng vomited when he saw these things, and he could guess with his toes who sent them.

He instructed his younger brother to unpack the boxes of snacks, which were filled with cookies, candies, and the like. The packages were colorful, and at first glance, they were the ones that omegas liked the most. Li Cheng felt his blood sugar soaring just by looking at it.

As for the bunch of flowers, there was a greeting card on the flower, the handwriting in it was full of claws and claws, and all the radicals were scattered on the ground, like a large-scale dismemberment scene.

Li Cheng's eyelids jumped, and he threw the greeting card to a younger brother: "Read."

The younger brother opened it respectfully and read aloud: "Xiao Mu Dengzi, be my Tian Liyue Yueyue friend! Today I will not wait for you at the door of Mujiao ~ Tao Xin, Tao Xin, Smiley, Tao Xin."

Li Cheng's goosebumps crawled all over his body: "Goosebumps!"

Little brother: "Okay!"

The younger brother Ma Liu'er tore up the disgusting love letter. The words "Wei Rong" were squeezed together at the inscription, and he narrowly escaped the fate of breaking the corpse into thousands of pieces.

The people around were not surprised, and no one took this confession letter seriously.

You know, Li Cheng's five schools in a ten-mile radius, the only time they fell into trouble was on Wei Rong.

Wei Rong went to a sports school. The school and Huacheng No. 1 Middle School were separated by three streets. Before Li Cheng appeared, Wei Rong was the leader of the school. He ate from the east to the west of the snack street without paying penny.

But after Li Cheng entered high school, this little bully with a pretty face quickly nibbled away at several schools around him, and forcibly took a piece of meat from Wei Rong's hand.

Wei Rong became angry, and made a battle post to Li Cheng. The two of them each ordered 20 generals. On a dark and windy night in a certain month, they met in People's Square and fought on the top of the Forbidden City.

For this battle of the century, Wei Rong prepared some bricks, but when he saw Li Cheng for the first time, his heart jumped 180 miles in an instant - and he fell.

Wei Rong's face was red and his ears were red and he asked his younger brother, "Why has no one ever told me that Li Cheng is an omega? He still looks so good-looking?"

He looked at Li Cheng again, twitched, and stammered, "I... I'm a principled person in doing things. I'm an alpha, and I don't play omega!"

Li Cheng smiled and asked, "Oh? Is that so?"

Then Li Cheng flew up without saying a word, and a black tiger came straight to his heart.

The alpha who underestimated the enemy was caught off guard and was kicked to the ground by him.

Li Cheng stepped on Wei Rong's chest, looked at him condescendingly, and sneered: "You don't hit omega? But omega hits you!"

The two sides scuffled.

In the end, Li Cheng won a big victory.

It is not entirely true to say that it was a "big victory", because Wei Rong never fought back, and he looked at Li Cheng lingeringly with a numb and perverted look.

Li Cheng was frightened by that look, and had nightmares for several days in a row.

From that day on, Li Cheng would receive a letter of confession from Wei Rong every three to five, more explicit every time.

To this, Li Cheng had only one answer - "Bah! Stay away from Lao Tzu!"

Li Cheng didn't touch the snacks sent by Wei Rong. He asked them to take the snacks to the classmates to share. Because there were too many, the classes next door also dipped them in and got a lot of potato chips and chocolates. .

As for the bunch of flowers, the class leader gave it to the class teacher with the attitude of using waste, saying that it was a little thought from the whole class.

The head teacher was only surprised but not happy. He sneezed while holding the rose, and left two more math papers that night.

At the end of a tense day of classes, Xiao Yiheng said goodbye to his classmates, packed his schoolbags, and walked out of the door of the classroom.

He thought that after leaving for a year, the relationship between his classmates and him must have become unfamiliar, but he would have thought that when he came back, the eyes of the classmates looking at him became more and more enthusiastic.

But no matter how hot it is, it can't melt the ice.

Xiao Yiheng's pheromone is the same as his character, it is a kind of cold to the extreme, it is a glacier in the cold wind, it is a forest under the snow, it is repulsive and unapproachable.

However, Xiao Yiheng rarely released his pheromones. Only after strenuous exercise, there will be a trace of smell wafting, but it is enough to make people remember.

Before going abroad, Xiao Yiheng was a man of the school. Now that he came back, he was bound to stir up a pond of water again.

Hwaseong No. 1 Middle School is a residential high school, and only a few students with special circumstances can apply for a dorm. However, this kind of problem is not a problem for Xiao Yiheng at all. He said that he wanted to apply for an out-of-home dorm, but the head teacher approved the note without saying a word, so that he could go home and rest every day.

There are not many students who can have the privilege of living outside. Every time after school, the school entrance is deserted.

Xiao Yiheng did not expect that as soon as he walked out of the school gate, he encountered a "good show".

— "Hey, nerd! Where did you get those chips from tm?!"

A grumpy voice sounded. Xiao Yiheng looked around and saw that in the alley outside the school gate, a young man dressed as a hooligan pushed a boy with glasses in a school uniform to the corner.

The boy with glasses was actually not short, but he had a hunchback, thin like a hemp pole, and was put in a large school uniform that looked like a sack, and he looked very unmotivated. He wears heavy glasses, his hair covers his forehead like a pot lid, and the label "Nerd" is plastered all over his body.

"Potato... potato chips?" The nerd shrank into a ball in fright, hugged the potato chips in his arms tightly, and stammered, "It was given by the classmates next door."

The steamy young man with dyed red hair looked like a rooster, and spoke as if he was crowing: "Which classmate in the next class?" He asked, "Did Li Cheng give it to you?"

"No, no!" The nerd was terrified, he stuck his whole body against the wall, shook his head and replied, "Although I know Li Cheng, but Li Cheng doesn't know me, how could he give me potato chips?"

"Fuck! These potato chips were brought back from abroad by Lao Tzu's trustee, and you can't buy them online! I just delivered them this morning, and you took them out at night. If Li Cheng didn't give them to you, you stole them. Yes!" The red-haired hooligan could accurately embed the swear words in every word he said.

He speaks very fast, like a swearing injector, and the three-character classic of national swearing echoes in the alley like a magic voice piercing his brain.

Faced with his questioning, the nerd actually pushed down his glasses and replied stupefiedly: "Student, your logic is flawed. 'It's not... that's...' It can only be used in an either-or state. However, This package of potato chips was given by classmate Li Cheng, and I stole classmate Li Cheng's potato chips. These two conditions cannot constitute a complete binary logic chain. You deliberately ignore other possible situations, for example, in this world There are two identical packs of potato chips. The one I have in my hand happens to be the same as Li Cheng's. Another example is Li Cheng who doesn't like the potato chips you gave, so he gave it to other people, who then forwarded it to him. got me…”

Obviously he was so scared that his legs were shaking, but he was desperate to explain the logic to the hooligan.

The end result was that the red-haired hooligan became angry, raised his hand and gave the nerd a shove.

Hearing a muffled sound, the back of the nerd's head hit the wall, he groaned in pain, and his whole body curled up in pain, it seemed that the hit was not light.

Seeing the escalation of the situation, Xiao Yiheng could no longer stand idly by.

He immediately shouted, "Stop."

His tone was cold, and although his voice was not loud, it was terrifying enough.

The red-haired hooligan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look over. When he saw Xiao Yiheng, who was tall and tall, he was startled at first, but when he saw Xiao Yiheng's school uniform, the tension dissipated instantly.

His tone was mocking: "Yo, here comes another nerdy weak chicken."

Xiao Yiheng ignored his childish provocation. Xiao Yiheng stepped forward, stood in front of the bullied classmate, and whispered, "You go first."

The nerd nodded in panic, picked up the bag that had fallen on the ground, and turned to run.

"Who told you to leave?!" The little rascal grabbed the nerd's schoolbag strap, "I haven't finished asking Laozi, how dare you leave?!"

While threatening, he exudes pheromones without any scruples - he is an alpha, and now, he is using his pheromones to pressure others to submit!

As he expected, the weak nerd couldn't resist his pheromone attack at all, his legs were weak and his eyes were slack.

The little gangster originally thought that the nosy Xiao Yiheng would also be defeated by his pheromone attack, but he never thought that Xiao Yiheng didn't even move his eyebrows - the next second, a cold and frosty smell swept through the sky, such as A blizzard instantly stunned the mad little gangster.

- This is the pheromone of the top alpha.

There is no escape, no resistance, no escape.

The little gangster trembled uncontrollably.

His eyes were splitting, cold sweat dripping like a stream, obviously so embarrassed, but he forced a few words out of his teeth: "You...why are you meddling?"

Xiao Yiheng said lightly: "This is not meddling."

As a member of Hwaseong No. 1 Middle School, he certainly couldn't stand idly by seeing his younger brother being bullied.

But the little gangster misunderstood what he meant.

"I see!" The little gangster gritted his teeth and shook his legs, obviously he couldn't stand up straight under the pressure of Xiao Yiheng's pheromone, but he still raised his soft fist and punched him, "Are you? Have a leg with Li Cheng?!!!!"

Xiao Yiheng: "..."

Xiao Yiheng dodged his attack sideways, and said in a low voice, "I think your logic is really flawed."

The author has something to say: A piece of advice: Don't talk logic to the masters, you can't talk to them!