The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

It was him.

Luo Zhiyu instantly understood the meaning of yesterday's series of "fairy frowning".

Every time Luo Zhiyu saw Xiao Yan, it was as if he had stepped onto the big stage in Zuan. The first sentence he called must not be the other person's name, but "your mother".

This is instinct, always prior to consciousness, and this time is no exception.

Looking at this man's gloating smile, Luo Zhiyu became angry: "Your mother..."

Before the word "的" came out, Xiao Yan quickly reached out and pressed the microphone in front of Luo Zhiyu.

A row of school leaders: "..."

The opening of "I am your mother" was so shocking that all the teachers and students in the auditorium of No. [-] Middle School were in an uproar, and some people laughed loudly.

Principal Zhang cleared his throat, coughed twice, and the auditorium gradually became quiet.

"Alumnus, you said it yourself, we must be united and friendly." Xiao Yan nodded to the principal and others on the other side, reopened the microphone in front of Luo Zhiyu, and signaled him to continue talking with his eyes.

There was also a Band-Aid slantedly pasted under his right eye, which was Luo Zhiyu's masterpiece during the group fight the day before yesterday.

Luo Zhiyu gave Xiao Yan a blank look, finally remembered his name, and continued the freshman representative's opening speech.

"I'm Luo Zhiyu from Grade 3 ([-]) class, and I'm a freshman in Grade [-] this year."

It never occurred to him in his dreams that the object of his fights since he was a child was in the same high school as him, and he was also an outstanding student representative just like him.

The opponent is as good as he is.

The freshmen's speech is only a short 3 minutes. The reading of the manuscript is too disciplined and does not conform to Luo Zhiyu's philosophy of life. If he wants to speak, it must be out of the manuscript.

If it wasn't Xiao Yan who appeared on the seat next to him, he probably had already led all the freshmen to look forward to the future under the approving eyes of all the teachers.

And now-

"The reason why I appear here is because of my high school entrance examination scores." He faced all the students, but the words he said were all for Xiao Yan. He picked up the paper cup on the table, took a sip of tea slowly, and then Nodding his head, after finishing the pretense, he slowly uttered the last two words, "Very tall."

Xiao Yan: "..."

The No.1 speech is an unwritten rule of the school, but Luo Zhiyu was the first to expose this unwritten rule.

Sitting in the first row, Qiu Yi, the head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-], stared dumbfounded at Luo Zhiyu on the stage. Luo Zhiyu, who was quite normal on the phone yesterday, was in full swing on the rostrum.

The conventional speech routine is to humbly first, then to look forward to the final encouragement. Luo Zhiyu made his own opinion after seeing Xiao Yan, and directly ate the self-humility link.

The students in the auditorium wanted to hit someone.

"It's him, Luo Zhiyu, the beating tone is definitely him."

"Labor and capital are not convinced!"

"I shouldn't be deceived by his face, woo woo woo."

"The scumbag feels hurt."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the man was ashamed of the commotion in the auditorium, and put his index finger between his lips to signal everyone to be silent.

"Maybe you think I'm bragging." Luo Zhiyu turned to look at Xiao Yan, "But every word I said is the truth."

"This is the end of my speech." Luo Zhiyu said, "I hope everyone can have a happy high school life."

Sporadic applause erupted from the audience.

Xiao Yan smiled, clapped his hands twice, and said in Luo Zhiyu's scorching gaze, "The school motto of No. [-] Middle School is unity and friendship."

"As a student representative of the second grade in high school, I am honored to be sitting here." Xiao Yan started his speech similarly to Luo Zhiyu, but he also started to unscript at the end, "Since you are here in the Municipal No. [-] Middle School, you must continue to work hard. Otherwise, who knows who will be sitting in my position next year."

"Finally." Xiao Yan turned to look at Luo Zhiyu on the right, "On behalf of all the sophomore students, welcome to the first graders."

The principal is very happy that the students can compete in their studies, but Luo Zhiyu is not happy. He was played like a monkey by Xiao Yan all day yesterday.

"First grade kid" Luo Zhiyu glared at Xiao Yan, and quietly ground his teeth: "Don't let me see you again."

"I can't guarantee it." Xiao Yan got off the rostrum, and went to the backstage with his friends from the student union.

"The little overlord of the Luo family really gets angry when he sees you." Fan Yue is an alpha, and he is familiar with Xiao Yan, and basically understands the "deep hatred" between Xiao Yan and Luo Zhiyu.

Xiao Yan still finds it interesting when he thinks of yesterday's chat.

"Why do you always provoke him?" Fan Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"This time he delivered it to the door himself." Xiao Yan said, "I reminded him."

"It explodes at one o'clock, don't you think it's interesting?" Xiao Yan handed the phone to Fan Yue, "Look."

In Xiao Yan's WeChat chat box, there is a series of messages sent by Luo Zhiyu just now.

[It’s not cicada]: The fairy frowns.jpg

[It’s not cicada]: You are nothing.

[It’s not cicada]: I should have known it was you.

[It’s not cicada]: You have been a bad embryo since you were a child.

[It’s not cicada]: Bah.jpg

[? ? ? ]: Luo Zhiyu, we will all belong to the same school from now on, if you don’t see each other when you look up, why don’t we stop fighting?

[It’s not cicada]: Get out, who wants to see you without looking up.

[It’s not cicada]: Labor and management will detain you to death.jpg

[It’s not cicada]: I promise to stay away from you.

The harsh words of the two big bosses before the start of school caught the attention of the reporter from the city newspaper. The reporter immediately expressed his surprise and gave full play to the unique professionalism of journalists, writing a new article at noon.

[Follow-up report: Students surnamed Luo and students surnamed Xiao who previously had zero pheromone matching appeared at the opening ceremony of No. 0 Middle School in the city at the same time. Netizens: [-]% fate. 】

The opening ceremony ended with the applause of all the students. Today's campus news and a few new posts appeared on the campus forum.

【How to evaluate this year's opening ceremony? 】hot

1L?RT, what do you think?

2L: Crazy calling Ban Luo Zhiyu, a freshman (3).

3L: Luo Zhiyu is a real bully hahahaha, the opening ceremony that deserves to be included in the school history, blindly guessing that the one he wanted to scold should be Xiao Yan, but was pinched off by the school grass.

4L: After reading the pictures in the city newspaper, Xiao Yan and Luo Zhiyu sitting together are so eye-catching, I want to have a look at this couple.

5L: Back to the fourth brother, there is no way for them to match, 0% pheromone matching, the relationship is still so bad, sitting in the front row feels like they almost fought on the rostrum.

6L: That's right, let's break up, anyone can fall in love, but the two of them can't, you have to believe in science.

7L: Luo Zhiyu is an omega?So do I have a chance?

8L: I think you guys don't understand him...

9L: Can't wait to see how next year's Commencement Ceremony goes.

Luo Zhiyu was sitting on the steps outside the auditorium in a daze. Jing Ximing was not feeling well in the morning, so he didn't come to the opening ceremony. Now he stayed in the dormitory and asked Luo Zhiyu to bring him lunch.

[Wall Grass]: Your real name is Rui Sibai, you became famous so fast.

[It’s not cicada]: The fairy frowns. jpg, blame me for being too good.

[Wall Grass]: I'll leave the lunch to you. I'm covered in pheromones now, so it's not convenient to go out.

[It’s not cicada]: Don’t worry, I promise to buy the best food for you. I already have basic information about the cafeteria.Little dinosaur super confident.jpg

[I don’t know]: I’m going to change into a military training uniform first, the size of the clothes is not right, and then I’ll go to the cafeteria.

According to the tradition of No. [-] Middle School, high school freshmen have a week of military training before the official start of school. Luo Zhiyu got the military training uniform last week and didn't have time to try it on. Only yesterday did he find out that he took the wrong size of the clothes.

Luo Zhiyu found the student activity office all the way, knocked on the door, and the teacher who opened the door was a teacher he didn't know.

"Changing clothes, right? There are no ready-made ones." The teacher was filling out the form with his head down, and he saw his intention at a glance, "Go to the room over there and have someone from the student union measure your size, shoulder width, collar length, waist and bust Hips, they know which size to take, and then register for you, in case you make a mistake again, you have to make a trip.”

"Can I measure it myself?" Luo Zhiyu asked.

"I'm not sure about the measurement." The teacher said, "Those sophomores are idle, let them come."

Luo Zhiyu took the ruler from the teacher, walked to the designated room, and pushed open the door.

A man in red school uniform got mixed into the blue school uniforms in the room. The five alpha students holding buckets of instant noodles obviously didn't expect anyone to come in at this time. Ten eyes blinked and stared at the school opening ceremony just now. Luo Zhiyu, who became popular on the Internet.

"Omega?" The leading student remembered the profile of the boss.

"En." Luo Zhiyu nodded, shaking the tape measure in his hand, "Who's coming?"

"It's not good for us to come..." Fan Yue showed embarrassment, this young master who had just split didn't seem to know the difference between AO.

"Senior sister and the others went to eat, there is no one else now, so how about it..." another alpha had an idea, and shouted towards the back room, "Xiao Yan, come out and help me."

"That's right! Why didn't I expect that!" Fan Yue slapped the table, "The pheromone match between the two is 0%, absolutely pure."

Luo Zhiyu: "???"