The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

The class phalanx in this section of the playground all noticed Luo Zhiyu's existence, and when the instructor was not paying attention, some people looked towards this side.

"You're finished." Xiao Yan mouthed.

"I'll wait." Luo Zhiyu sat in the shade of a tree, slowly drinking his ice soda.

"Is it interesting?" Xiao Yan made eye contact. Luo Zhiyu brought so many sodas and half a piece of watermelon along the way. It can hardly be said that he worked hard. It was desperate. "You really don't feel tired."

Luo Zhiyu generally doesn't hold grudges. Under normal circumstances, he forgets overnight, and under special circumstances, he can only be angry for three days. This is the first time Xiao Yan has seen such an extreme situation that has been remembered for two years.

"Interesting." Luo Zhiyu made a crisp metallic sound on the soda can with his fingertips, "I learned from you."

Now not only the students in the military training were thirsty, but even the instructors of the phalanx also took several glances in Luo Zhiyu's direction.

"A little classmate from No. [-] Middle School." A teacher next door who couldn't stand it came over, "Aren't you going home to do your homework?"

"Don't write." Luo Zhiyu opened another can of soda, "I can write my homework anytime."

The implication is that such immoral things cannot be found at any time.

When Luo Zhiyu looked up, both the instructor and him were stunned.

"Hello, Instructor Xia." Luo Zhiyu curled his lips, "What a coincidence."

"Luo Zhiyu?" Instructor Xia was taken aback, remembering the name of the No. [-] middle school student in front of him.

Instructor Xia was in the No. [-] Middle School at the beginning, and it happened to be the military training of Luo Zhiyu's class. He was deeply impressed by Luo Zhiyu. The alpha student was beaten to the other side of the playground.

That alpha student back then... Calculated his age, it seems that he happened to be a freshman this year!

Instructor Xia was sure and affirmed that he saw "great revenge" and "green out of blue" on Luo Zhiyu's face.

There are still 10 minutes left for U freshman's military training, and Luo Zhiyu stabilized his hatred.

"It's too cruel." A sophomore with ice water in his hand passed by Luo Zhiyu's side, "Our sophomore just sneaked over to drink a couple of sips of ice water, brother, why are you still setting up a stall?"

"It's okay." Luo Zhiyu kindly handed the little half of melon to the comrade-in-arms, "I learned this from others, and by the way draw inferences."

Luo Zhiyu pulled out a small hand-held fan from the corner of his schoolbag, followed the procedure, shook it at Xiao Yan, and turned on the fan switch.

Xiao Yan: "..."

"Big courage." The sophomore classmate gave a thumbs up, "Be careful of being beaten."

"I still have more." Luo Zhiyu showed off a pair of sunglasses and an ice pad.

There was still one minute before the end of the freshman military training, and the voices of the crowd became louder and louder, showing a faint uncontrollable restlessness.

"Oh, so angry, the third year of high school has bullied us all over our heads."

"Give him a good look."

"I'll do it." Xiao Yan took the initiative to accept the task, "I'll teach you a lesson."

"Is it almost over?" Luo Zhiyu asked the new friend he just met, while packing his schoolbag and preparing to run away, "Soda watermelon, please give it to everyone, I'll slip away first."

A whistle sounded in the distance. Luo Zhiyu had too many bits and pieces. When the whistle sounded, the small fan had not had time to clean up. The small pink fan was kindly sponsored by Tang Yuan. He put the small fan away and picked it up. The schoolbag was about to run, but it was half a beat too late, and was pinned down on the grass by Xiao Yan who rushed over from behind.

Xiao Yan pressed him, reached out and took off the pretending sunglasses on his face: "Confiscated."

"It hurts, it hurts." Luo Zhiyu fell on the grass, Xiao Yan's arm was still resting on his head, "It's really shameless, college students are bullying high school students."

The sophomore who came to eat melons: "..."

This villain has no ability to file a complaint first.

"Come here deliberately to cause trouble. I thought you were ready to be bullied." Xiao Yan grabbed Luo Zhiyu's hand and picked him up. Eliminate harm to the people and teach this immoral product a lesson. "Share the soda and watermelon, everyone." Xiao Yan patted the leaves of grass off Luo Zhiyu's school uniform pants, "This unscrupulous guy is my boyfriend."

Classmate 1: "..."

Classmate 2: "Grass."

"No wonder you are so active and took the initiative to accept the task." Someone yelled, "It turns out that you are afraid that we will bully your little boyfriend."

The people here don't know that their pheromone matching is almost zero. They believed it when Xiao Yan said so. Luo Zhiyu had never experienced this kind of fresh feeling in No. [-] Middle School.

"Your boyfriend turned out to be a high school student. I feel so young. How tall is he?" A classmate asked Xiao Yan, "How old is your kid?"

"I'm only one year younger than you." Luo Zhiyu became unhappy, "I'll also go to college next year."

"Go and eat, don't wait for me." Xiao Yan and his new dormmates finished talking, picked up Luo Zhiyu's schoolbag, pushed Luo Zhiyu's back, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, with You settle the score."

Before the word "settlement" was finished, Luo Zhiyu jumped up immediately.

A class of students froze in place in horror, watching a certain college student chase his high school boyfriend halfway across the playground. The two of them ran into the nearest teaching building one after the other, and disappeared.

Luo Zhiyu's long-distance running talent has always been only used in running. It was not until he entered the teaching area that Luo Zhiyu slowed down and slackened his pace. Xiao Yan, who was chasing him, pushed him to the corner of the wall.

"Don't move, let me take a few breaths first." The military training was originally dismissed later than the end of class, and there were very few people in the teaching area at noon. Luo Zhiyu looked left and right, and felt that the possibility of slipping away was Zero, "I'm not running anymore."

"Okay." Xiao Yan didn't believe it at all, and the orange-flavored pheromone wrapped around Luo Zhiyu's neck little by little, and restrained him.

Luo Zhiyu: "..."

Someone who went to college is even more unreasonable than before.

Pheromone is so fierce.

"You figure out how many days you've ignored me?" When Luo Zhiyu's breath stabilized a bit, Xiao Yan began to ask, "I didn't reply to my messages, I didn't answer my calls, I started to reflect on what I did before school started. I'm not biting you again."

"Two and a half days." Luo Zhiyu made a rough calculation, "It's not too long, don't take us high school seniors busy with homework."

"I don't know if you do your homework or not?" Xiao Yan knew this person too well, "I've obviously been thinking about this since a few days ago."

"Okay." The glands on his neck were numb, and Luo Zhiyu admitted, "I can't hide my words from you, I'm afraid I'll tell you about it when I'm happy, so how can I be worthy of coming here back then? What about you who drink ice water, brother, don’t you think so?”

This is beautifully said, and the first half of the sentence will make people feel comfortable. This is a typical Luo Zhiyu-style sugar-coated cannonball.

Xiao Yan had rich experience in dealing with Luo Zhiyu, so he would not be fooled at all, so he ate the sugar coating on the spot and returned the cannonball.

"0301 Luo Zhiyu!" Xiao Yan called out his student number and full name.

"Here." Luo Zhiyu habitually agreed.

"Before you came here, you didn't think about the immoral things you did this year. Can I do it to you again next year?" Xiao Yan urged him to answer, "Have you thought about it?"

Luo Zhiyu really didn't think about it, he is not a person who can think about the future, if the big revenge is avenged, it's good to be happy, who would have thought that he would be able to avenge the wrong in the future.

"Farewell, brother." Luo Zhiyu gave in, "It's not good for us, when will we repay our grievances?"

"That's it now." Xiao Yan dropped Luo Zhiyu's schoolbag on the ground.

Luo Zhiyu was pushed against the wall, Xiao Yan pinched his cheeks, forced him to open his mouth, and lightly bit the corner of his mouth: "Open your mouth."

"Let go." Luo Zhiyu struggled twice, but Xiao Yan freed up a hand, and pressed both his wrists to the wall above his head.

"Brother Yan." Luo Zhiyu begged for mercy.

"No one passed by at noon, there was no monitoring, and..." Xiao Yan seemed to see his concerns, and directly lowered his head to block Luo Zhiyu's unspoken words, "Who cares about you at the university."

Luo Zhiyu felt that a certain person who went to college was really different. He was still struggling at first, and expressed his protest a little, but then he gave up altogether. Don't let him slide down slowly.

"Don't bite." Xiao Yan raised his hand and rubbed the end of his eyes, threatening and coaxing together, "Don't hide, I won't teach you, if you know, use snacks, you can learn anything. Next year you will have a freshman military training, I'll go bask in the sun with you, okay?"

Half an hour ago, Luo Zhiyu's WeChat Moments looked like this -

[Cicada]: [Photo], revenge will be avenged.sunglasses smile.jpg

[Positioning? X City U playground]

[Fan Yue]? Comments: Grass, too ruthless, Xiao Yan must have never thought about today when he caused trouble at the beginning.

[Glutinous rice balls peek-a-boo]? Comments: Hurry up and join the little fan I sponsored, it’s super easy to use hahahaha.

[Zhang Shu is not Mochi]: ...Luo Zhiyu runs quickly, be careful not to be beaten.

[Luo Sixue]: I said why is there no one at home? The third year of high school will start tomorrow. Why did you go to the university town? Is there someone you know there?

[Wall Grass]: Convinced, it's not easy for you, Xiao Yan has graduated, and you went to other people's university to recruit him, is it itchy?

There are a lot of young couples on the university campus, and there are quite a few couples coming and going, but those who come here to find boyfriends wearing high school uniforms, Luo Zhiyu is the only one, and many people look sideways when they pass by them .

As soon as the excitement of getting his revenge passed, Luo Zhiyu began to feel melancholy again.

School starts tomorrow, and there will be no Xiao Yan in No. [-] Middle School. He wants to see Xiao Yan, but he has to catch up with the weekend when he can leave school. There is still a whole year in the third year of high school, which is quite a long time.

The little rascal, whose lips were a little redder than usual, looked Xiao Yan who was sitting across from him up and down, and sighed resentfully.

"Don't sigh." Xiao Yan has never seen him looking downcast. "There is no late study on Friday night. I will go to you and wait for you at the gate of your class. When you look up after class, you can see me outside the window." .”

"Okay." Luo Zhiyu was fine again.

During the whole week of school, Luo Zhiyu was waiting for Friday, and even during class, he stared absently at the table in front of him.

"This table..." The math teacher broke Luo Zhiyu's trance, "Are there flowers on it?"

"That's not true." Luo Zhiyu came back to his senses, "I think about people when I see things."

The seat he is sitting now happens to be Xiao Yan's seat before graduation. Luo Zhiyu used to come here often, and even the window sill is familiar.

teacher:"???"

Teacher Zhang asked Luo Zhiyu, who was seeing things and thinking about people, to go to the corridor to refresh himself. Luo Zhiyu went, and at the bulletin board in the corridor, he saw the messages left by the senior three students of the previous class. Post-it notes, It is what the graduates want to say to No. [-] Middle School and the teachers and students here.

Everyone didn't leave their names, and the content was also varied. Luo Zhiyu found several interesting ones among these notes.

Note 1: It is the orange cat in No. [-] Middle School that frightens me the most, and it is also the orange cat in No. [-] Middle School that makes me reluctant to part.

Note 2: Great, no one will call me Mochi TAT from now on.

Note 3: Wuwuwu deleted the address of Yizhong little by little in the shopping and food delivery app, and changed it to another strange place.

There was also an orange-shaped post-it note, which was squeezed to the edge of the bulletin board, crumbling, and Luo Zhiyu reached out and picked it off.

"I know look at me, look at me! Look at this→→→"

The position pointed by the arrow is a peach-shaped sticker, and I don't know where Xiao Yan came from.

[Cicada]: You are too busy.

[Orange]: I knew you could see it.

Luo Zhiyu, who returned to the classroom, accepted Jing Ximing's cross-examination: "Are you stressed? Why have you been listless recently?"

"Old question." Luo Zhiyu sighed.

"Long-distance relationship?" Jing Ximing remembers that Luo Zhiyu was only troubled by this question, "Looking at your lack of energy, this time you are cross-border?"

To cross a few roads, one or two traffic lights have to be waited, Luo Zhiyu is not ashamed to say this.

Friday finally arrived, but an in-class exam was arranged for the last class on Friday.

[Cicada]: Are you here?

[Orange]: I'm out of school.

[Cicada]: I'll take the exam first, you wait for me.

[Get it]: Your student card has expired, and now is not the time to enter school.

[Orange]: You test yours, don't worry about me, I'll go over the wall.

[Cicada]: Okay, I’ll write faster, and I’ll hand in the paper in advance.

Luo Zhiyu went to the exam with peace of mind.

Since the last senior year of senior high school students graduated, Director Wu has been living a peaceful life recently. The two students with no matching degree finally broke up, and No. [-] Middle School has restored the peace of the past.

Luo Zhiyu is like a standard top student every day, going to and from school alone, and has no place to visit and make trouble.

With Xiao Yan not around, Luo Zhiyu can rest easy.

Director Wu felt that he had accomplished a major event, which was of great significance not only to No. [-] Middle School, but also to Luo Zhiyu and Xiao Yan.The fight between the two students should come to an end here.

In the last class, the whole third year of senior high school is taking exams. Director Wu routinely inspects the discipline of each class.

There was a student leaning against the railing behind the rear door of Class [-] classroom. He was neatly dressed in white and green high school uniform.

Although the back of this classmate looks familiar, but now is the time for the exam on the Friday of the third year of senior high school. It is not suitable for this student to lean on the railing and watch the sunset here.

"This classmate, which class are you in?" The director stepped forward seriously, ready to give a lecture, "Now it's..."

The "classmate" turned his head and smiled politely the moment he saw the acquaintance.

A certain person who graduated in June was standing in the corridor wearing the school uniform of last year's senior year, and the four numbers 0301 on the name tag were clearly displayed, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him appearing here. The students seemed to be pleasantly surprised when they saw Director Wu.

Xiao Yan took the initiative to say hello: "Wow, Director Wu is good."

Xiao Yan: "Director's inspection tour."

His chattering tone was too confusing, the director nodded first: "Well, inspection tour."

10 seconds later.

"Why are you back?!" Director Wu, who had fully reacted, looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, "You've all graduated, are you still fighting?"

Xiao Yan: "?"