The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

What nonsense, can 0% still be used like this?

"What can I help you with?" Xiao Yan's voice was tired, he half-closed his eyes and pushed open the door, leaning on the door frame, seeing Luo Zhiyu was startled first, then saw the soft ruler in his hand, he suddenly understood, Chong Luo Zhiyu raised his chin, "What did I say, look up and see you down."

The classmate surnamed Xiao, the representative of the outstanding second-year high school student whom he met in the morning, stood in front of him in his school uniform crookedly, looking like he had just woken up.

Luo Zhiyu: "..."

"Don't pinch, don't pinch, there is no one else for now." Fan Yue has no other specialties, but is good at making friends, "You two make do."

"Forget it, I'll measure it myself." Luo Zhiyu turned to leave, but someone grabbed the other end of the tape measure in his hand.

"Come back." Xiao Yan pulled the tape measure in his direction, "I'll measure it for you, the student union is serious about work, without personal feelings."

Xiao Yan: "Don't be angry."

Jing Ximing was still waiting for lunch in the dormitory, Luo Zhiyu wanted to go back early, Xiao Yan had already said that without personal feelings, Luo Zhiyu would blow up at one point, but he was not hypocritical.

"They're both high school students. If you have something to say, don't fight. You two must not fight." Fan Yue reminded again.

The five alpha boys from the student union went to the back room with the instant noodle bucket in their hands, and there were only the two of them left in the room.

"Luo Zhiyu, do you want military training tomorrow?" Xiao Yan gestured for him to raise his hand, and put a soft ruler around his waist through the school uniform, "Did you rest after the division that day?"

Luo Zhiyu snorted dissatisfiedly as an answer. When he was just born, his second gender was predicted to be omega. Differentiation was like a cold to him. He had a fever and went to the hospital to go through a process. Physical changes , he has not realized yet.

The position of his waist is a little sensitive, and he would be ticklish when touched by others. When Xiao Yan measured his waist, he kept his mouth shut and refused to speak.

It was the first time that two people were so close without fighting.

"Do you want to take off your school uniform?" Xiao Yan asked him.

"Ah?" Luo Zhiyu was taken aback.

"It's more accurate this way." Xiao Yan wrote down a number on the laptop, "There may be a little error through the school uniform, and it won't fit properly at that time."

Serious work, Luo Zhiyu was very cooperative, unzipped the school uniform, took off the school uniform jacket, folded the school uniform jacket representing the first grade into a square shape, and placed it neatly on the table next to him, wearing it alone Uniform white fall sports shirt.

Luo Zhiyu’s name and class are written on the rectangular metal nameplate under the collar of the school uniform. Xiao Yan’s eyes stopped for a moment on the words of Class 3. He was also in Class 3 ([-]) last year. Except for the name, he has the same one. school uniform.

"Hurry up." Luo Zhiyu urged, "I have something to do later."

Xiao Yan responded, motioning him to raise his hand again, Luo Zhiyu did as he did, the tape was close to him and circled around, gathering in front of him, Xiao Yan tightened the tape slightly, his hands stopped The position of his heart: "Student Luo Zhiyu, you don't need to hold your breath, just be in a natural state."

"Oh..." Luo Zhiyu held his breath for a long time before his chest heaved.

The sleeves of Xiao Yan's school uniform were rolled up a little because of his movements. When Luo Zhiyu lowered his head, he could just see a small scar on his right wrist, which was light in color, like a faintly visible peach petal. When Sui saw Xiao Yan for the first time, he pounced on him and bit him.

Since then, the two have feuded.Every time Xiao Yan sees him, he must provoke him first, and every time it is Luo Zhiyu who strikes first.

The memory of being three years old is too far away, and Luo Zhiyu never imagined that this scar would last so long, no wonder Xiao Yan held grudges.

Xiao Yan withdrew the tape measure, noticed his gaze, and looked down at his wrist: "Remember?"

"Do your job." Luo Zhiyu became fierce, "You keep asking questions, you have a lot of trouble."

"Okay, okay." As expected of Luo Zhiyu, he exploded at one point, Xiao Yan compromised, "Turn around."

Luo Zhiyu turned around, with his back to Xiao Yan, and the slightly cool soft ruler pressed against his neck, bit by bit the skin around his neck.

Before the collar was measured, Xiao Yan's hands stopped: "Should I close my eyes?"

A pheromone blocking patch was pasted on Luo Zhiyu's glands on the back of his neck, completely covering up the sweet peach smell before, probably because he thought the white blocking patch was monotonous, so he painted a panda on it head.

"Why do you close your eyes? What else do you want to measure with your eyes closed?" Luo Zhiyu accused, "Is the panda head I drew not good-looking?"

Xiao Yan didn't know how to explain it to him. Luo Zhiyu's parents were busy with work and were away for a long time. Both her sister and brother were alphas, and only Luo Zhiyu was an omega. He just finished differentiation and hadn't even attended high school yet. In physiology class, it seems that they don't know that it is extremely impolite for Alpha to stare at Omega's neck.

"Hurry up." Luo Zhiyu was in a hurry, and if he continued to babble, the cafeteria would run out of food.

0%, Xiao Yan said silently in his heart, the soft ruler in his hand circled around Luo Zhiyu's neck, tightened it slightly, leaving a space of one finger's width at the gland behind Luo Zhiyu's neck, and then loosened the ruler , remember all the data.

"Let's go." Xiao Yan sat in front of the computer to submit the data, and waved away people, "Leave the dormitory number, and someone will send it to you probably tonight."

Luo Zhiyu had already jumped far away with his school uniform in his arms.

Fan Yue walked in with the bucket of instant noodles in his hands, and found that Xiao Yan was the only one left in the room.

"So fast?" Fan Yue gave two thumbs up, "0%, it's absolutely safe."

Luo Zhiyu's dormitory was on the first floor, and there was a small balcony between the two of them. When he pushed the door, Jing Ximing was putting inhibitors on his arm.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was adjusted very low, Luo Zhiyu handed the lunch box to Jing Ximing, and lay down comfortably on his bed.

"Omega is so good." Jing Ximing picked up the lunch box, "The estrus season catches up with the start of school, so I don't need military training anymore."

"It's really good." Luo Zhiyu agreed very much, "Only we have a dormitory for two people, and they all have four-person dormitories."

In today's society, omega only accounts for 15.3% of the total population. They are rare and precious. The treatment of omega in school is naturally better than that of alpha and beta. In his mouth, after chewing twice, the smile gradually disappeared.

Luo Zhiyu: "..."

Luo Zhiyu: "It's so unpalatable."

Jing Ximing: "You are right."

Jing Ximing: "Then it's over, is this the most delicious dish in No. [-] Middle School? That's it?"

Luo Zhiyu was also taken aback, he ran across half of the campus in a hurry, and bought this?

"Wait a minute." Luo Zhiyu opened WeChat and picked out the outstanding student representative of the second year of high school.

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

[Excellent student representative of the second year of high school]: Fairy frowns.jpg

[Excellent student representative of the second year of high school]: Running so fast, report your dormitory number.

[It’s not cicada]: Building 3, 101.

[Excellent student representative of the second year of high school]: OK, received.

[It’s not cicada]: Come back, did I let you go.

The other party is typing...

The other party is typing...

[Excellent student representative of the second year of high school]:? ? ?

[Not knowing]: [Picture] Stewed strawberries with banana, fried shrimp with mango, baked cucumber with cheese?Fairy frowns.jpg

[Excellent student representative of the second year of high school]: Pfft.

[I don’t know it]: “Pfft” and it’s over?What are these things you recommend to me? !

[Excellent student representative of the second year of high school]: I really didn't expect you to buy it.wipe sweat.jpg

[It’s not cicada]: You’re done, I’m not finished with you.

"What's wrong?" From Jing Ximing's perspective, Luo Zhiyu's smile gradually turned grim.

"Arguing with an idiot." Luo Zhiyu put down his phone and the dark dishes in his lunch box.

Xiao Yan stopped replying to messages, and Luo Zhiyu didn't need to think about it to know that this person must be gloating.Fortunately, the two people in the dormitory have enough snacks, so they won't be hungry.

Jing Ximing hadn't been active for the past few days, and lay down to rest after eating. Luo Zhiyu tiptoedly opened his drawing board bag, set up the drawing board in the dormitory, and sat for the whole afternoon.

In the evening, the screen of Luo Zhiyu's phone on the table lit up.

[Excellent student representative of the second year of high school]: Come out to get takeaway.

[I don't know]:?I didn't order takeout.

However, he still stood up, raised his hand to wipe the gouache on his cheeks, took the key and went out. Outside the dormitory area of ​​Building 3, Xiao Yan was standing by the wall against the sunlight, holding a Several bags.

"Take the clothes away." Xiao Yan handed out a bag to Luo Zhiyu, "We are busy studying in the second year of high school, and no one is willing to give it to you."

"Thank you classmate Xiao." Luo Zhiyu said thank you without emotion, turned to leave, but was stopped by Xiao Yan again.

"This is for you." Xiao Yan handed him another bag, which contained packed meals, "It's my fault for the cafeteria."

Luo Zhiyu took the bag dubiously, was hooked by the smell of the food, and didn't curse out in disappointment.

"I've been pinched for so many years, and I'm tired too." Luo Zhiyu found a step for himself, "Why don't we just stop fighting, and we will be ordinary classmates from now on."

Xiao Yan probably didn't expect him to figure it out, he was slightly taken aback, as if he was a little regretful, he smiled and turned to leave: "Let's talk about it later."

He was also holding a huge transparent plastic bag in his hand, which contained a whole watermelon and many cans of soda.

"I can't hold you to death." Luo Zhiyu yelled at Xiao Yan's back in his heart. If he doesn't stop fighting, he won't stop fighting. They are all in the same school. He doesn't believe that Xiao Yan can come up with other tricks.

It wasn't until the next afternoon that he realized what Xiao Yan's bag was for.

The sun was scorching hot, and the first-year high school students participating in military training stood neatly in square formations, shouting loud slogans, and the bell for the end of class came from the teaching building not far away. Luo Zhiyu watched a familiar figure come from the playground. At the other end, he walked all the way to the front of the phalanx of Class One and Three, and stood still.

Luo Zhiyu: "..."

Xiao Yan carried the bag from yesterday and sat cross-legged on the grass, resting his chin, staring at him motionlessly.

"What do you think of your mother?" Luo Zhiyu cursed with his mouth.

"In the middle of the first row, add 5 minutes to the military posture." The instructor immediately saw the movement here.

Luo Zhiyu: "..." Grass, how idle is this person, and I came here to provoke him.

The temperature in early autumn is very high, and the military training uniform is not breathable. Luo Zhiyu's cheeks are full of sweat, hot and thirsty, and he can't move. He bites the tip of his tongue, trying to divert his attention from the heat and thirst. state transferred out.

Xiao Yan unhurriedly took out a can of iced soda from the bag, shook it in front of Luo Zhiyu's eyes, curled the corner of his mouth, grabbed the buckle of the soda with his slender fingers, and pulled it open with a bang ring.

The cheerful little bubbles of the orange soda jumped in the air, and Luo Zhiyu felt that he was not far from going crazy.