The whole school thought I was in love with alpha

Cheng Wanlin also saw the content on the phone, and finally knew why Mr. Xiao wanted him to be the team leader.

It turned out to be for this link.

Huo Jue's face turned dark beside him.

There is a feeling of being coveted by everyone and about to be pried into corners at any time.

Huo Jue looked around the playground, but couldn't find the person he was looking for. He took out his mobile phone in his pocket, found a classmate from the Propaganda Department on WeChat, and sent a message involuntarily: [The photo has been deleted. ]

The classmate on the opposite side was inexplicable when he received this message at first, until he saw who sent it to him.

He understood it instantly, but when he realized the content of the message, the hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

He replied: [But, Brother Jue...the other classes have photos, if your class doesn’t have them, it’s not so good QAQ]

Huo Jue thought for a while, and didn't intend to embarrass the other party, so he typed with one hand: [Then change it. ]

The over there was very obedient and replied: [Okay, okay, which one should I change? ]

Huo Jue rubbed the edge of the phone with his fingers, and glanced at Cheng Wanlin not far away.

At this time, the classmates around him had already left.

Huo Jue walked to Cheng Wanlin and stopped.

It is low-key cedar sandalwood that has a pheromone smell close to alpha in the back.

Cheng Wanlin turned around: "What's wrong?"

Huo Jue smiled and said nothing, then stretched out a hand and pressed Cheng Wanlin into his arms.

Cheng Wanlin's eyes went dark, and he felt his forehead hit a hard chest, and the tip of his nose was filled with alpha's domineering breath.

Before he had time to resist, he heard the "click" of the camera shutter.

Cheng Wanlin pushed Huo Jue away forcefully, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing all of a sudden?"

Huo Jue lowered his head to look at the photo he took just now, he felt pretty good, it was good because Cheng Wanlin didn't show his face.

He casually sent the photo to his classmates in the Propaganda Department: [Just this one. ]

The other side quickly replied: [Received. ]

Cheng Wanlin asked, "Who did you send the photo to?"

Huo Jue said: "It's okay."

Cheng Wanlin just wanted to say something.

Huo Jue lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "We've done more intimate things, so what's a hug?"

Cheng Wanlin suddenly remembered what Huo Jue did to him in the school infirmary.

He was ashamed to think about it for a while.

Especially when Huo Jue was holding him, he confessed without holding on for long, and was ridiculed afterwards.

Even a capable man can't bear it.

Huo Jue originally said that what he said just now was just casually, but when he saw that Cheng Wanlin's ears suddenly turned red, and the smudge to the top of his neck turned into light pink, he immediately thought about it too.

Huo Jue's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Neighbor..."

"Stop talking about that...!"

Cheng Wanlin was about to stop him, but at this moment, wailing came out one after another from the playground.

Cheng Wanlin looked around in confusion.

After Huo Jue was interrupted like this, his mind cleared up a lot.

He unhurriedly took out his phone and opened the voting interface for the Jiagao Games.

Opening the interface of Class Seven, the photo was still the one from the beginning, so Huo Jue refreshed it manually.

At this time, the picture on the interface was loaded for a second, and the picture was changed when it appeared again.

It's no longer Cheng Wanlin's solo photo with a blurred background, but a blurry AV image quality as if his hands are shaking too much, with content that can't be seen clearly.

They could only see the profile of a face with another crouching over its broad shoulders, and then nothing else.

However, as long as the interested students take a look at it, they will know that it was clearly taken by Huo Juechou shamelessly hugging Cheng Wanlin.

And deliberately only show them the back of the head, which is clearly the rhythm of swearing sovereignty!

Although the back of the head is also very beautiful, compared with the first one, this photo is like 40 years of instant famine.

The students trembled after seeing it, made hateful voices on the playground, and left passionate messages one after another.

"Someone, you are too cruel! Woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"You don't have [heart]."

"Don't say anything, I will start squatting in the grove tomorrow, and I will squat until I graduate. I don't believe I can't find any clues."

"I'm with you upstairs."

"You have the ability to take pictures, you have the ability to mark! Someone, you pay me back!"

When Huo Jue saw the last message, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

return?nonexistent.

Cheng Wanlin is his from the inside to the outside, and he won't give you a single hair.

Here, Chen Xingyuan and Yang Tu told what Cheng Wanlin had said to the students in the class who were going to participate in the competition next time.

After listening, everyone nodded and said yes, and made fists to express that they would do their best.

However, for some reason, the students in Class [-] found that the students in other classes fell into a depressed mood unanimously from a certain moment.

They didn't care so much, anyway, everything went according to plan.

There are fewer events in the final than in the preliminary round, and Cheng Wanlin and Huo Jue were away for a while in the morning, so there are actually not many remaining unfinished events.

In this sports meeting, Chen Xingyuan didn't have much confidence at first. Although Huo Jue came to save a game in the middle, the effect was very satisfactory, but because of Xiang Lin's incident, Cheng Wanlin and Huo Jue were involved, which immediately affected the whole class. Morale, originally he wanted to give up.

However, after listening to Cheng Wanlin's analysis, he gradually calmed down.

Even if there is only a little chance of winning, you must fight for it, because only if you fight for it will you have the possibility of winning.

The classmates in the class obviously thought so too.

Soon, as each project ended, the scores of their class began to accumulate steadily.

Cheng Wanlin glanced at the project list that Chen Xingyuan brought over, and calculated it in his heart.

Stable.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Min finally appeared on the playground.

At [-]:[-], all the items were compared.

The teachers of each class asked the monitors to organize a gathering. Cheng Wanlin and Yang Tu were still the team leaders, standing at the front of the class.

After the assembly, the headmaster said a lot of words as the closing remarks like the opening ceremony.

Qiao Min got the ranking of this sports meeting from the relevant teachers, stepped onto the podium and started announcing it.

"No.1, Class [-], Senior [-]. Congratulations."

The voice fell, and the playground was quiet for two seconds.

Then Chen Xingyuan took the lead in applauding in an instant, and the students realized at this moment that they broke out in neat applause, they really did it!

Counterattack first! !

Everyone also knows how good Class [-] was at the beginning, and how difficult it was after a while. Getting this result is the result of everyone's hard work and not giving up.

Under the influence of this atmosphere, the students in other classes couldn't help applauding.

Of course, this applause is not to celebrate the first place in the seventh class.

It's to satirize those traitors in my class who were dazzled by the beauty (school) color (grass) and voted crazy online for class seven, which resulted in their class not getting reward points and turning their elbows outward!

After two days, Xiang Lin's matter quickly became clear.

The results of the final examination at the hospital showed that Xiang Lin had taken some omega aphrodisiac and then pretended to be in heat.

In the end, Xiang Lin was expelled from the school, and Xiang Lin's head teacher was demoted to the first grade of senior high school. He was classified as a first-level major teaching accident and his professional title was revoked within a few years.

After the sports meeting, it was not long before the monthly exam.

After the exam, everyone went to see the grade list.

What surprised everyone but made sense was that Cheng Wanlin was still number one in his grade.

Huo Jue is second.

But this time the gap is smaller than last time, only 0.5 points away.

While worshiping the great god, the students knelt down to Cheng Wanlin.

Cheng Wanlin found that Huo Jue never studied hard in the evening self-study before, but now he can maintain the same frequency with him, learning from beginning to end.

Cheng Wanlin studied from the very beginning, even though he was still at the bottom of the school at that time, his goal was to be the first in the grade.

One thing to do is to be the best.

But now he found that he has a second goal, he wants to surpass Huo Jue.

In the last final exam of the second year of high school, Cheng Wanlin prepared the inhibitors in advance the night before the exam.

However, at night when he had just taken a shower and was sitting on the bed studying inhibitors, Huo Jue knocked on the door of his room suddenly.

By coincidence, Cheng Wanlin hid the inhibitor under the pillow, and then went to open the door for Huo Jue.

After entering the door, Huo Jue could smell the faint aroma of pear blossoms in the air.

He moved out the lines prepared in advance: "Have you heard of the osmosis review method?"

Cheng Wanlin asked, "What do you mean?"

Huo Jue suddenly realized that the pear blossom fragrance in the air was not the smell of shower gel, but the smell of pheromone emitted from omega.

He approached Cheng Wanlin, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "The infiltration review method is—we sleep together—knowledge will seep from my head with high concentration into your head with low concentration, and then you will test alright."

"How about it, isn't it great?"

Cheng Wanlin: ...

Great for your size.

He just wanted to say something, but the next moment he was really pushed down on the bed by Huo Jue.

Cheng Wanlin's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to sit up immediately, but Huo Jue forcibly pinned his wrist, unable to move under him.

Huo Jue said hoarsely: "Don't move. If you move again, I can't guarantee that nothing will happen."

Cheng Wanlin said, "Auntie is downstairs..."

"I know."

After Huo Jue finished speaking, he lowered his head and sealed Cheng Wanlin's sweet lips. Originally, he just wanted to taste it, but he still couldn't hold back and began to suck it.

During this period, Cheng Wanlin didn't know when he bit off Huo Jue's mouth, and he tasted a trace of blood.

After a while, Huo Jue finally let him go, got up and said, "Sleep well." Then he left the room without looking back.

Cheng Wanlin's heart was beating like thunder, and it took him a while to react. He went to touch the inhibitor under the pillow, but couldn't find it.

He took a look and found that the inhibitor was discovered by Huo Jue at some point and thrown into the trash can.