The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance - Chap 34
[Stinky Orange]; Look, both sides suffer.
[Not Cicada]: Believe me, this was an accident.
[Stinky Orange]: Do you know that at the critical moment, you abandoned me and ran away on your own, as if you bought a standing ticket overnight?
[Not Cicada]: It doesn’t matter, brother, please listen to my explanation. Your reputation in my family is already bad, just like my reputation in your family is bad.
[Not Cicada]: You have nothing to fear, understand? ?
[Stinky Orange]: The fairy frownsjg
On Sunday afternoon, when Jing Ximing returned to his dormitory, Luo Zhiyu was writing his weekly diary.
“Want to play games?” Jing Ximing pushed the suitcase under the bed and put it away. “Play a few games and then write.”
“It’s not impossible. If you win a round, do your homework quickly.” Luo Zhiyu put down his pen and found his mobile phone from under the pillow beside the bed.
A few hours later, the two teamed up and played more than ten games. After kneeling, scolding and scolding each other, they finally won as they wished.
“I think what he scolded is reasonable.” Jing Ximing was talking about his teammates just now, “Maybe we are the real deal.”
“Nonsense, don’t be led around.” Luo Zhiyu quit the game, “He’s not good at it. Otherwise, how could he be matched with us?”
“Then you’re right.” Jing Ximing immediately changed his stance.
“Get some sleep.” Luo Zhiyu finished filling in his weekly diary, almost unable to keep his eyes open, “There will be classes tomorrow, Monday.”
For some homework, you have to wait until the moment when the homework is about to be handed in, and you see your deskmate taking out the homework from your schoolbag, that you will remember that you didn’t write it at all. For example, Luo Zhiyu in Monday morning reading class panicked when he saw Jing Ximing pull out a Chinese homework from his schoolbag.
He suddenly realized that this weekend, there seemed to be two Chinese homework assignments to be written, one for class practice and one for individual exercises.
He went out with Xiao Yan on Saturday and didn’t even bother with his homework, and he didn’t even remember that he had this homework when he was in the dormitory all day on Sunday.
Luo Zhiyu: “…”
If this is other homework, just copy it. The Chinese homework has a lot of words, and it is quite tiring to make up for it.
No. 1 Middle School pays close attention to their studies. Regardless of whether their grades are good or poor, homework must be handed in.
“You write now.” Jing Ximing is the group leader who collects homework. He tried hard to get a chance for Luo Zhiyu, “It’s morning reading now. You write quickly and concentrate on writing. I will hand it over to the class representative later.”
“Okay.” Luo Zhiyu rolled up his sleeves and picked up his pen, “If anyone bothers me, I won’t be done with him.”
Luo Zhiyu wanted to have an end with Xiao Yan. He just picked up the pen and wrote less than two lines. Xiao Yan knocked on the door of Class 1 (3), carrying two big brooms borrowed from the cleaning staff. Under the attention of the whole class, he walked to Luo Zhiyu’s desk, put one of the brooms into Luo Zhiyu’s hands, and helped Luo Zhiyu hold it.
“Go out and sweep the floor.” Xiao Yan pointed to a row of ginkgo trees that were losing their leaves outside the window, “You will never forget the sin you have made.”
Luo Zhiyu: “…” What are you afraid of?
Luo Zhiyu carried two Chinese homework books and dragged a broom, and followed Xiao Yan out to the cleaning area. Along the way, he “accidentally” stepped on Xiao Yan’s shoes three times, until Xiao Yan, who couldn’t bear it anymore, spanked his butt with a broom. It was barely quiet for two minutes.
During morning reading time, there were only two of them in the area in front of the teaching building. The leaves of the ginkgo tree were spread out in layers on the ground. Luo Zhiyu symbolically waved the broom a few times, symbolically performing the task of “sweeping the floor”. The process is unstructured.
More than ten minutes later, Xiao Yan looked back and laughed angrily.
“Here we come.” Luo Zhiyu stood up straight with a broom in one hand.
“You’re here to cause trouble, right?” Xiao Yan pointed to a piece of land he had just swept, “I worked so hard to pile the leaves that I swept out there, and you swept them away for me.”
Luo Zhiyu: “…”
“Brother.” Luo Zhiyu took a step back with a guilty conscience, “Let’s just pretend that the autumn wind blows by itself. Whether it’s okay or not is none of my business.”
Luo Zhiyu was driven to sit by the flower bed, with a broom at his feet and Chinese homework on his lap. In his ears was the rustling of leaves when Xiao Yan was sweeping the floor, and the tip of the pen in his hand was trying to keep up with the rhythm. , the homework is written quickly.
The small fan-shaped leaves swayed down and landed on Luo Zhiyu’s collar. He reached out to pick them, and the pen in his hand lightly drew a line on his neck, as if leaving a trace of ink.
“Brother Yan, come here.” Luo Zhiyu waved to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan stepped on the fallen ginkgo leaves on the ground and walked towards the flower bed: “Forget it if you don’t work, you still call me…”
He stopped talking. Luo Zhiyu unzipped the school uniform in front of him and was about to take off his coat.
The weather in late autumn was already very cold, so Xiao Yan stopped him: “What are you doing?”
“I accidentally scratched my neck. I can’t see it. Please help me take a look.” Luo Zhiyu loosened the buttons of the lining, opened his collar a little, grabbed Xiao Yan’s hand, and gently Pressing on the back of his neck, “Are there any ink marks?”
Xiao Yan: “…” It’s too much, it’s hooligan behavior.
The skin on Luo Zhiyu’s neck was fair and clean, with no ink marks as he expected. The place where Xiao Yan’s fingertips were pressed was less than two centimeters from the location of the OGA glands. It was too close. Xiao Yan had completed the physiology class of No. 1 Middle School. He knew that this had exceeded the safe distance between Alha and Oga. His fingertips were dyed with a faint peach fragrance, which had nothing to do with pheromones. Alha’s natural instinct almost broke the delicate balance in his heart.
“Nothing.” Xiao Yan gently pinched the inch of skin on Luo Zhiyu’s neck, avoiding the position of the glands on the back of the other person’s neck, as if to warn Luo Zhiyu, and as if to warn himself, he He picked up another ginkgo leaf from Luo Zhiyu’s collar, pushed Luo Zhiyu away gently, and helped him button the lining back up and zipper the school uniform.
When the leaves were taken away, Luo Zhiyu probably felt itchy on his neck. He tilted his head slightly, and his hair swept across the back of Xiao Yan’s hand.
“I’ll forget it, you’re not allowed to do this to other alhas, you know?” Xiao Yan gently swept Luo Zhiyu’s cheek with the ginkgo leaf in his hand.
“Don’t worry, I’m measured.” Luo Zhiyu said, “Xiaohong and Xiaolan will definitely get full marks for those questions next time.”
“Good morning, Teacher Xu.” Luo Zhiyu greeted the passing physiology teacher.
“Good morning, what are you two doing?” Teacher Xu nodded, “Sweeping the floor again?”
The word “again” was very spiritual, and Xiao Yan laughed silently.
“That’s right, teacher.” Luo Zhiyu said, “As you can see, I went out of my way to give back, and by the way, I dragged someone on my back.”
“Just in time, help me bring your class’s printed materials.” Teacher Xu handed a stack of documents to Luo Zhiyu, “I’ll go back to the office directly.”
The word “back pad” obviously gave Luo Zhiyu new inspiration. He suddenly had a whim and decided to try dragging Xiao Yan onto his little pirate ship.
“Stop sweeping.” Luo Zhiyu poured a basin of cold water and pointed to the ginkgo tree above the two of them. “You are sweeping on one side, but the leaves are still falling on the other side. You will never be able to sweep it clean. Let’s sweep the floor.” As long as the time limit is full, no one will accept our results.”
“It’s not impossible.” For some reason, Xiao Yan felt that Luo Zhiyu’s fallacies were becoming more and more reasonable.
“Anyway, it’s time to study. I can’t go back until after morning reading.” Luo Zhiyu gave one of the homeworks to Xiao Yan, tilted his head and looked at Xiao Yan on the left, “Brother Yan, please help me.”
Xiao Yan: “…”
Luo Zhiyu took out a pen from Xiao Yan’s pocket and patted it into Xiao Yan’s hand: “You brought a pen, didn’t you?”
“…It’s risky. I probably won’t be able to imitate your handwriting.” Writing homework is not a problem, as long as the difficulty lies in the font, Xiao Yan explained the risk in advance.
“Write whatever you want and use it to your advantage.” Luo Zhiyu was very generous. “The Chinese teacher has taken leave for the past two days, and all the homework has been graded by others. I handed it in spread out. Who knows what my handwriting looked like before.”
“Okay.” Xiao Yan boarded Luo Zhiyu’s pirate ship.
Someone was willing to help, and the speed of completing the homework was very fast. Five minutes before the end of the morning reading get out of class, Luo Zhiyu’s homework was completed. As a thank you, Luo Zhiyu wrote an IOU at Xiao Yan’s request – —
[On x, month x, year x, Xiao Yan from Grade 2 (3) class helped Luo Zhiyu from Grade 1 (3) class make up homework once. Luo Zhiyu owed Xiao Yan a favor. When necessary, Xiao Yan had the right to use reasonable means way to collect debt. ]
[Promisor Luo Zhiyu]
When Luo Zhiyu returned to class, he had just finished his morning reading, and the class representative was urging him to collect his homework.
“Sure.” Luo Zhiyu turned the homework to the place where he wrote it this time and handed it to Jing Ximing, “Just in time.”
“Awesome.” Jing Ximing reached out and put his homework on the top and handed it to the class representative. They were the last group to hand in, so they naturally placed it on the top of the homework pile.
“Assignments can always be written before they are handed in.” Luo Zhiyu was very proud.
Jing Ximing didn’t have the courage to crazily make up for homework at short notice. He stared at the extra pile of printing materials in Luo Zhiyu’s hand: “What is this?”
The supplementary materials prepared by Teacher Xu for the first grade students are a set of self-test questions, which are used to understand students’ knowledge blind spots and prepare materials for class.
“It has to be handed in after the big break.” Luo Zhiyu pulled out a piece of material and asked the monitor to hand out the rest, “Write it quickly.”
“Why are Xiaohong and Xiaolan here again?” Luo Zhiyu opened the pre-test and saw an acquaintance again, “Oh, this time they are all analysis questions.”
“When analyzing a question, just decide whether it’s right or wrong, and then briefly explain the reasons.” Jing Ximing also started to answer the question, “Write whatever you want, don’t write too much, just understand the question clearly.”
“It shouldn’t be enough to just write them all.” Luo Zhiyu, who had written a few questions, felt that it was not difficult, and there would be no mistakes like last time. “Teacher Xu said it depends on my mood whether I want to write or not. ”
During the break, Xiao Yan went to Director Xu’s office to pick up student union materials. There was no one in the office. Xiao Yan saw a familiar stack of papers on Teacher Xu’s desk next door. The top one, Written with Luo Zhiyu’s name——
[Oga version of the pre-test on physical health class in No. 1 Middle School]
School: xx City No. 1 Middle School||??Class: Grade 1 (3)||??Student answering the question: Luo Zhiyu
1. Xiaohong is an unlabeled OGA, and Xiaolan is an alpha. Xiaohong and Xiaolan talk very affectionately, and even go shopping alone hand in hand.
Answer: No, you should finish your homework before going shopping.
2. In order for Xiaohong to ask Xiaolan to help her with her homework, Xiaohong asked Xiaolan to come close to her and touch the glands on the back of her neck.
Answer: No, Xiaohong is too gangster.
3. When Xiaohong and Xiaolan chat, they sometimes involve some large-scale topics.
Answer: No, it is recommended to beat Xiaolan violently.
4. Xiao Hong always thinks about Xiao Lan. No matter whether it is in class or after class, she gets emotional when she sees Xiao Lan.
Answer: No, if a slap can’t make a sound, there must be something wrong with Xiaolan.
It shouldn’t be x5, the reason should be shorter as it is written.
It shouldn’t be x6, I’m too lazy to write the reason.
It shouldn’t be x7, the reason was taken by Luo Zhiyu.
50. To sum up, shouldn’t Xiaohong and Xiaolan study hard and refuse puppy love?