Beta was teased by me

After all, she just took over the warm challenge. Sheng Cifan took her seat in the classroom 5 minutes early. He took out his vocabulary book, opened and closed his small mouth, which was very pleasing to the eye.

After Sheng Cifan had a rare and fulfilling morning self-study, he realized that today is Friday, the day when he changes seats once a week.

The first group is tuned to the second group, the second group is tuned to the third group, and so on, and the last group is tuned to the first group, next to the corridor.

He reluctantly dragged his table and chairs to the first group amidst the cacophony of noise, not liking the current seats.

He basically exists in the classroom in the form of being in a daze, sleeping, and then waking up.The fatal point of being in the first group is that the grade director Gou Feng often passes by the window with nothing to do, checking the attendance and discipline.

Ai Yingying swiped his phone with his head down, and suddenly it bounced up like a corpse, startling Sheng Cifan who was standing on his back and yawning.

"Fuck, Brother Sheng, someone turned you into an Omega."

Sheng Cifan snatched the phone over: "Let me see."

Xie Fei leaned in front of the screen: "Brother Sheng doesn't accept this insult."

Voting post on the top of the school forum - "Jiahe's Sweetest Omega"

There are ten names in the voting options, and Sheng Cifan's name is ranked No. 7. Next to the name is a photo of the deity, which was photographed by the school newspaper during the school sports meeting last year.

Sheng Cifan stood in the first row of the class phalanx, with his hands in his pockets and his bluetooth headset on his left ear. The sun slanted across his side face, and the fluffy gentleness fainted on his pretty face.

Xie Fei got closer, "This photo is really good."

Pull to the top of the post, No.1 - Lu Xiuyang.

The boy in the photo leaned against the tree, with only a distant side face, but he felt chilly across the screen, and his brows and eyes were full of inhumanity.

Sheng Cifan snorted, with a distinct nasal voice: "You Alphas like this?"

Xie Fei shook his head wildly, looked sideways at Sheng Cifan's pretty face, "Anyway, I can't accept Mr. Lu like that, but if it's you..."

Lu Xiuyang suddenly dropped the pen in his hand, got up, skillfully lifted Sheng Cifan's back collar, and pulled him back like a chicken: "Don't pass the cold to Da Fei."

Xie Fei didn't care, his arms were bent, his elbows were deliberately raised, and his posture was extremely awkward on Sheng Cifan's shoulders, "It's okay, our Alpha is strong."

Sheng Cifan shook the person away and sat down on his ass, oh, I'm a virus?

He was arrested and trained for a long time before he came back from playing the game that day. He felt a little cold after the sweat evaporated, but he didn't pay much attention to it at first.Last night, I fell asleep on the desk while doing my homework. The temperature of the air conditioner was a little low, so the accumulated cold broke out completely.

The first period is math class. The math teacher is temporarily busy, so the class representative will send out a copy of the exercises for everyone to study by themselves and hand them in after class.

Sheng Cifan stuffed the paper into the drawer and got down on the ground. It was a good time to catch up on sleep.

The back table kicked his chair, Sheng Cifan didn't want to move, and still left the back of his head unconscious.

Lu Xiuyang clasped the paper between two fingers, and slapped it on Sheng Cifan's table, "Do what you draw, and don't do anything else."

Sheng Cifan lazily opened his eyelids, still leaning his head on his arm, squinting at the paper: "Are the drawn questions more difficult?"

Lu Xiuyang didn't have any mood swings. He raised his hand and touched Sheng Cifan's forehead. Would he talk nonsense even if he didn't have a fever?

"I didn't overestimate your IQ, the ones circled are basic questions."

Sheng Cifan looked like a wolf whose tail had been trampled on. He raised his head "teng", wrote his name in cursive with full of personality on the name column, and hummed a very light laugh: "Who do you look down on?" ?”

Lu Xiuyang supported the table with one hand, fished out the exercises just now from Sheng Cifan's drawer with the other hand, picked up a pen and started answering the questions.

In this way, half of Sheng Cifan's desk was taken up, and the speed of his opponent's writing made his head hurt even more. He poked his elbow to the side and bumped into Lu Xiuyang's wrist, and an unsightly black line ran through most of the paper. , "Sorry, the table is small."

Lu Xiuyang raised his eyelids and met Shang Sheng Cifan's watery eyes due to illness. He didn't bother to pursue it, and returned to his seat to continue writing questions.

Sheng Cifan groaned and chirped twice, with a paper spread wide open in front of him, holding a pen in one hand, and curled up in the other hand, the goddamn only doing circle questions, and the one surnamed Lu was so self-righteous and blatant Whose IQ is crushed?I insist on doing all of them, and start with the big ones!

After setting the flag, Sheng Cifan's confidence doubled, he turned over the paper, and wrote "Solution:" on the first question of the short answer question.

This question is a bit difficult, let me let it go first.

Next question, "Solution:".

Well, this question is not typical, and it will not be tested in the college entrance examination.

Next question, "Solution:".

Huh?Super... super-level questions?

Sheng Cifan pressed the cap of the pen and wrote eight "solutions:" in a row, then suddenly found that there was no next question.

So, he resolutely overturned the flag he set just now, turned the paper to the first page, and started with the multiple-choice questions.

A student in the next group looked at Sheng Cifan as if facing an enemy, and subconsciously moved his chair further away.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Sheng Cifan was still stuck on the ninth multiple-choice question, with an extremely dignified and deep expression.

Ai Yingying had already given up on himself, and simply let himself go. When everyone was still working hard, he took a water glass and wanted to go out to fetch water. He looked at Sheng Cifan and scratched his ears: "Brother Sheng, what are you doing?"

Sheng Cifan didn't raise his head, and cherished his words like gold: "How to do it."

Ai English seems to have misheard: "What?"

A dice slipped out of the palm of his hand, rolled twice and landed on the number three, Sheng Cifan drew a C in the brackets, the action was chic and neat.

Ai Yingying presented his paper: "You copy it, thank you for your kindness."

Sheng Cifan frowned handsomely, with disdain, and it was clearly written on his face that Dad needs to copy yours? ? ?

Ai English: "..."

Sheng Cifan closed the portrait of Confucius in the Chinese textbook, threw the dice again, and drew an A on the paper: "This dice, I just opened it in front of Confucius, isn't it better than you?"

Ai Yingying rubbed his shocked chin back: "It works, whatever you say will work."

Sheng Cifan threw the dice back into his pocket, stretched his legs straight on the bar at the bottom of the table, and lazily stretched his waist, "From today onwards, Brother Sheng will spend 5.00% of your swimming talent on your studies. , massacred some people."

These words were spoken in a low voice, as if the domineering president was confidently and rationally distributing his property, but when everyone was rushing to do homework in a tense atmosphere, these words seemed extremely abrupt.

Some people are incredible, more than forty pairs of eyes slipped over.

Acting squad leader Yang Wu sat in the seat in front of Xie Fei, stretched his head and struggled to look over the obstacle, and landed on Sheng Cifan's calm face: "Brother Sheng, last night Thunder and Lightning blasted your head Yet?"

Sheng Cifan's expression was secretive, "He didn't blow his head, but Ren and Du's two veins are connected."

After all, Sheng Cifan is still a sunny boy. Except for his poor grades, he is gentle and gentle with others. Although he has a dark history of leading a group of sports students to fight against the bullies of the vocational school next door, in the end it is for the reputation of the school. and fight.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, he is not a "god-like existence", but like a light in the boring campus, bursting out laughter in the lifeless class from time to time.

"Hey, Sheng Xiaofan, the coach is calling you." A white sportswear leaned against the window with his head propped up, his eyes fell on Sheng Cifan's table, he was amazed, "It's quite hard work."

Sheng Cifan raised his eyebrows, the white sportswear is the captain of the swimming team, and the sports committee of Class [-], named Xiao Yong, as his name suggests, he is brave and warlike.

When Sheng Cifan first joined the swimming team, he and Sheng Cifan were the most disagreeable.

An Alpha with excellent genes was overwhelmed by a Beta's strength, and the young man's heart was full of arrogance.

The two hot-blooded boys had a big fight over this, and the result was that Alpha was pressed and rubbed, releasing pheromone desperately and in vain.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of Sheng Cifan, pheromone is not even as good as a fart!

Farts can also be used as biochemical weapons, pheromones... It's really not satisfactory.

Because of the fight, the two were caught in the office by the grade director Gou Feng, and they wrote a [-]-word self-criticism. During the period, they plagiarized each other and copied their revolutionary friendship.

After reading the review with a similarity of more than 90.00% on the flag raising platform, they hugged each other.

Gou Feng and the coach are quite satisfied with the results of this review.

"Is there training today?"

Xiao Yong shook his head, glanced at the phone, and looked leisurely: "I just went to drain the water for 5 minutes, and it took me 3 minutes to find you. The coach asked you to arrive in the equipment room within 10 minutes. You should hurry up."

Sheng Cifan: "You son of a bitch."

Xiao Yong: "Father."

Sheng Cifan: ...

With the typical tactics of "killing one thousand enemies and harming oneself by eight hundred", several melon-eaters let out suppressed and flattering laughter.

Sheng Cifan rubbed his sore nose, "Water for 5 minutes, how weak are you?"

Xiao Yong: ...

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Based on the thought that being 1 minute late is also late, and being 10 minutes late is also late, Sheng Cifan simply gave up the idea of ​​running all the way and walked slowly to the equipment room.

Coach Chen saw that he was looking lazy and foolish again, so he was furious: "I asked you to come here in 10 minutes, when is this?"

Sheng Cifan glanced at his watch: "Seven minutes past nine."

Coach Chen took a deep breath: "I have something to do these few days. I didn't stare at your training. You should be more conscious. Talent is good, but hard work in the later stage is more important."

Sheng Cifan said tentatively: "You called me here just for this?"

Coach Chen couldn't deny it: "Otherwise?"

Sheng Cifan twitched his mouth with a toothache, and before he could reply, he was blocked again: "Every day, I fail the exam, I don't know where to go in class, and I am positive in physical education, and the mad dog just scolds me when it catches me."

Sheng Cifan smiled and replied: "Thanks to you, I was not late for this class, but now I am at least 10 minutes late."

Coach Chen waved his hand: "Hurry up and get out!"

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