After the pheromone changed to A, I changed to O

After Xia Zhihong comforted Tang Shaohong on the phone, he quickly hung up the phone and rushed to the playground.

Today is the last day of the military training, and it is also an important day to officially display the results of the military training. In addition to the leaders of the Imperial Military Academy, there are also many big figures and celebrities outside the school. Among them, He Tingjun is undoubtedly the most famous.

That is Marshal He Tingjun, one of the four great marshals of the empire!

When Xia Zhihong arrived, the teachers and students of the whole school had almost assembled, and the students of Class [-] of the Mecha Department had arrived early, waiting for him eagerly.

Seeing him coming, the students in Class [-] of the Mecha Department were very excited: "Instructor Xia! Have you heard? Marshal He will be here today!"

"Marshal He! It's that Marshal He! He's been my idol since childhood!"

"Damn it! I'm going to be so excited that I won't be able to stand in a military posture!"

Xia Zhihong knew about this a long time ago, but he was too calm to avoid the suspicion of not reporting what he knew, so he could only squeeze out three points of bewilderment, three points of surprise and three points of joy: "Oh? Is that so?"

In fact, his heart is very calm: Heh, I already knew, not only did I know that your idol is coming, but I will soon become a family with your idol!

"That's Marshal He! Marshal He, oh, oh, oh!"

"Marshal He is really coming and I'm going to die!"

"I wonder if I can ask Marshal He for an autograph..."

"Are you a star chaser? Hahahaha get lost!"

Everyone was laughing and playing to hide their nervousness. They were not too nervous to rehearse in front of the school leaders. After all, they had already rehearsed once before, but Marshal He meant something completely different to them. That was He Tingjun!The idol they have admired since childhood!

Xia Zhihong glanced at the group of nervous little bastards, thought for a while and still didn't try to appease them, after all, there is pressure to be motivated.

Soon, the drill was about to start, and the leaders entered the arena one after another. He Tingjun, who was wearing a military uniform, also appeared on the stage.

He Tingjun was wearing a black marshal's dress, lapel lapel, collar and cuff buttons inlaid with gold trim, a hat with a large brim, and black military boots. He looked heroic and majestic.

The school leaders headed by Principal Zheng surrounded He Tingjun like a group of younger brothers. The teachers and students in the audience were even more overwhelmed by He Tingjun's majesty. He Tingjun.

Xia Zhihong also looked up at He Tingjun on the stage. Although he had known He Tingjun in private, he was still surprised by He Tingjun's aura and coercion when he saw He Tingjun in this way.

He Tingjun looked down at the teachers and students in the audience, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath wherever their eyes went, but soon, they found that He Tingjun's gaze was scanning the crowd, as if he was looking for someone.

They suddenly became curious, is Marshal He looking for someone?Marshal He is looking for someone!

They are so curious!

Xia Zhihong suddenly noticed that He Tingjun's gaze fell on him. He raised his head to meet He Tingjun's gaze, and suddenly his scalp tightened. It was so majestic that he even felt as if thousands of troops were attacking him.

However, in the next second, He Tingjun smiled at him, and the strong sense of oppression was instantly resolved, so he blinked at He Tingjun.

The students in the first class of the mecha department beside him were excited in an instant: "Ah, Marshal He is looking at us!"

"Marshal He smiled at us!"

"We must be too good!"

Xia Zhihong tried his best to pretend to be calm, not to raise the corners of his mouth.

He Tingjun's gaze quickly moved away, and then paused not far away, then he sneered, his eyes filled with anger.

The students in Class [-] of the Mecha Department trembled suddenly: "Why did Marshal He sneer at us?"

"Did we do something wrong?"

Xia Zhihong subconsciously turned his head to look at He Chuanhan, but saw that although He Chuanhan straightened his back and stood upright, his eyelids were half down, covering the eyes in his eyes.

He came to his senses in an instant, it seems that the person He Tingjun sneered at just now was He Chuanhan...

The relationship between the father and son is also very confusing.

He sighed secretly.

Inexplicably, Class 1 of the Mecha Department, who got He Tingjun's eyes, performed exceptionally well in the next rehearsal, performed supernormally, and the level was beyond the charts, and won the No. [-] class in the final rehearsal in one fell swoop.

Xia Zhihong felt relieved and gave them a positive look.

The students in Class 1 of the Mecha Department were calm at first. After all, this was just a No. 1 military training exercise. It was no big deal, but when they knew that Marshal He would present them with the No. excited.

"Damn it! Is Marshal He going to give us an award! Marshal He will give us an award in person?!"

"Ah, the certificate touched by Marshal He! Can we get a buff if we touch it!"

"Who will get the award on stage?"

……

Xia Zhihong turned to look at He Chuanhan.

The corners of He Chuanhan's lips moved slightly, he silently stared at Xia Zhihong, pointed to his nose: "Me?"

Xia Zhihong nodded and said softly, "Go."

He Chuanhan paused, straightened his back and walked towards the stage, and soon he stood opposite He Tingjun.

When the two looked at each other, He Tingjun's eyes were suddenly cold, and a powerful majesty spread instantly, and the students in the audience trembled instantly, what the hell!What a powerful aura!As expected, he is Marshal He!

The students in Class [-] of the Mecha Department were stunned, what's going on?When did their class He God offend Marshal He? !

He Hanchuan looked back without fear, his gaze was equally aggressive, as the two looked at each other, there seemed to be sparks bursting out, and the two powerful auras collided together, making the people around them tremble even more .

"Absolutely... He God is worthy of He God! That aura has not been suppressed even in front of Marshal He!"

"Fuck! Is this the pinnacle duel between two strong A's?!"

Xia Zhihong heard the students in Class [-] of the Mech Department whispering next to him, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. But of course, the scene he imagined Marshal He teaching his son to be a man didn't happen. After their eyes collided for a moment, He Chuan Han quickly took the certificate from He Tingjun, turned around and stepped off the stage without any regrets.

However, the moment He Chuanhan and He Tingjun passed by, the corners of He Tingjun's lips moved slightly, as if he had said something.

He Chuanhan's face remained unchanged, and he continued to walk forward.

Xia Zhihong didn't understand lip language, so he could only raise his eyebrows.

Soon, He Chuanhan stepped off the stage and returned to the team of Class [-] of the Mecha Department. When passing by Xia Zhihong, he hooked the corners of his lips to Xia Zhihong, revealing two small canine teeth.

Xia Zhihong was poked for no reason, and the bite marks on the back of his neck suddenly started to itch, and he almost wanted to reach out to scratch, but fortunately, he realized in time that this was a public place, and forcibly suppressed it.

The bite mark left by He Chuanhan yesterday is still on his neck, and it is estimated that it will not be removed in the next few days. The only thing that makes Xia Zhihong happy is that the instructor uniform he is wearing today is a high collar, which can perfectly cover his neck on the traces.

"This year's military training is coming to an end..."

Xia Zhihong turned around and glanced at every student in Class [-] of the Mecha Department, a smile suddenly appeared on his tense face.

"Congratulations, the military training is over, but your college career has just begun."

The students in Class [-] of the Mecha Department suddenly let out a cry of liberation, all kinds of ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh howling.

"Okay, disband on the spot!"

Xia Zhihong smiled slightly: "I used to say this every day, and today is the last time."

The students in Class [-] of the Mech Department immediately shouted in unison: "Yes! Instructor!"

But they didn't scatter like birds and beasts as soon as they disbanded like in the past. Instead, they all moved towards Xia Zhihong: "Instructor Xia! Let's have dinner together later! There is pork ribs and seaweed soup in the dining hall today!"

"Go, go! You go! What kind of canteen are you eating! Of course you are going to have a big meal outside!"

Although Xia Zhihong first set up a very dignified image of an instructor in front of the first class of the mecha department, basically everyone was pushed down by Xia Zhihong to the ground and rubbed hard to teach them to be human, which made them suffer for a long time, but After getting along with each other for the past two months, they have gradually lost their feelings due to abuse, and even developed a slight affection for Xia Zhihong.

Xia Zhihong smiled and said, "Don't call me instructor, just call me senior."

The students in Class [-] of the Mecha Department immediately changed their words in a polite manner: "Hello, Senior Xia!"

"Senior Xia, let's have dinner together later!"

"Senior Xia..."

Xia Zhihong was surrounded by these little bastards, they kept arguing with each other, making him dizzy, and the chaotic and complicated alpha pheromone made him feel uncomfortable all over.

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached into the crowd and forcefully pulled him out.

Xia Zhihong looked up and found that it was He Chuanhan. He Chuanhan had one arm around him and one arm to keep the other little bastards out.

He Chuanhan looked down at Xia Zhihong, blinked his eyes and asked with a smile, "Senior Xia, can we have dinner together later?"

Xia Zhihong just wanted to get rid of this group of bastards with mixed and chaotic alpha pheromones, so he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll pick a kid who performed best in military training to have dinner with me."

The students in Class [-] of the mecha department were disappointed for a moment. The best kid in military training?Who else but He Shen?

well!Can't fight but can't fight!

He Chuanhan smiled with two small canine teeth.

Xia Zhihong waved to the students of Class [-] of the Mecha Department, then turned around and followed He Chuanhan away.

The two walked towards the dining hall, but as they were walking, He Chuanhan was suddenly stopped by someone. Xia Zhihong looked up and saw that it was Principal Zheng.

Principal Zheng wiped his sweat with a paper towel, and said to the two with a smile: "This time, Mecha Squad [-] performed well, as expected..."

He gave He Chuanhan a meaningful look, then turned his head to look at Xia Zhihong: "Of course, the instructor also contributed a lot. He deserves to be the number one professional in our mech department."

Xia Zhihong showed a professional smile: "Hi principal, thank you principal."

He Chuanhan also nodded to Principal Zheng.

Principal Zheng looked at He Chuanhan with a smile: "Student He, I have something to do with you, can you come here?"

He Chuanhan subconsciously looked at Xia Zhihong, Xia Zhihong had no choice but to say: "You go, let's talk about the meal next time."

A hint of reluctance flashed across He Chuanhan's expression, obviously he wanted to have dinner with Xia Zhihong more than chatting with Principal Zheng.

Xia Zhihong waved at He Chuanhan, turned around and went to the dining hall alone.

He originally thought about rushing to the canteen now, maybe he could have a meal with the elementary school students from Class [-] of Mecha, but on the way to the canteen, he met an unexpected person head-on.

Wen Xiaoxiao took off his military training uniform and put on a school uniform. He looked slender and thin, with a tight waist. He was obviously much thinner than before. When he saw Xia Zhihong, his eyes turned red: "I'm sorry, instructor. About my parents... I really didn't know at first, if I knew, I would definitely stop them."

"Why are you here?" Xia Zhihong didn't doubt Wen Xiaoxiao's words. After all, when he helped Wen Xiaoxiao before, Wen Xiaoxiao's attitude looked like a normal person, not as if she harbored resentment towards him... these days There are bear children, and there are always bear parents.

Wen Xiaoxiao looked at Xia Zhihong with red eyes: "I came here specially to find you today, to apologize for my parents, they also know they were wrong..."

Xia Zhihong understood it as soon as he heard it. It seems that after Wen Xiaoxiao's parents were reprimanded by General Wen, they knew that they had kicked the iron plate and panicked, but he didn't want to see them, so he had to borrow Wen Xiaoxiao's mouth Come and apologize to him.

How should he complain about the parents, self-righteously standing up for the children, but in the end, they kicked the iron board and let the children clean up the mess for them.

Seeing Wen Xiaoxiao's bewildered expression, Xia Zhihong smiled and said, "Forget it, you can go back and have a good rest."

Wen Xiaoxiao looked at Xia Zhihong eagerly: "Instructor, have you forgiven my parents?"

Xia Zhihong shrugged: "There is no forgiveness, just forget it."

Wen Xiaoxiao: "This..."

Xia Zhihong said in a calm tone: "I won't trouble them either." Unless they take the initiative to trouble me.

Wen Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Xia Zhihong with a blushing face, "In order to repay my apology, let me ask the instructor to have a meal."

"The military training is over, you don't need to call me an instructor, just call me a senior," Xia Zhihong said flatly, "There is no need to eat, I..."

Wen Xiaoxiao suddenly became anxious: "Then how can I do it! Senior, you have helped me so much, at least let me treat you to dinner!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came in: "If all the people who have asked the senior to help have to treat the senior to dinner, then those who want to treat the senior to dinner can line up from the eighth district to the thirteenth district?"

As soon as the words fell, Han Jingke approached the two of them, and he also changed out of his military training uniform. As an o dressed as an a, his figure was thinner than the average alpha, but his height surpassed that of an omega like Wen Xiaoxiao.

"It's like me, first come, first served, and you still have to wait behind me." Han Jingke walked up to Xia Zhihong, and gave Wen Xiaoxiao a look like you are the oldest.

Wen Xiaoxiao took a step back subconsciously. He looked at Han Jingke hesitantly, and subconsciously felt hostile towards Han Jingke's appearance, which was as delicate and good-looking as an omega but not quite like an alpha: "How can I be the same as you? I am an omega!" Can an alpha invite an alpha to eat and an omega invite an alpha to eat, can it be the same?

Xia Zhihong: "..." Sorry, with all due respect, everyone here is actually an omega!

Han Jingke really sneered: "What about omega? Are you noble because you are an omega?"

Wen Xiaoxiao choked for an instant, and he glared at Han Jingke: "You are such an alpha! Straight to a cancer! You will definitely not be able to find an omega in the future!"

"If I can't find it, I can't find it. If I'm looking for an omega, you're the only one. I'd rather die alone." Han Jingke sneered, and suddenly looked at Xia Zhihong. "Compared to an omega like you, I'd rather With an...alpha like Senior Xia!"

Xia Zhihong, who was watching, was suddenly cueed, and couldn't help showing an innocent expression.

"You, you, you!" Wen Xiaoxiao was so angry that his face turned tomato-colored, he looked at Xia Zhihong in disbelief, and then at Han Jingke, "You like alpha? Are you gay? Are you a pervert? "

Han Jingke said coldly, "Does it matter to you if I am gay?"

Wen Xiaoxiao jumped up angrily: "Senior Xia! Listen to him! He likes Alpha! He's a pervert!"

The corner of Xia Zhihong's mouth twitched, he didn't understand why he suddenly fell into the Shura field of three omega, obviously all three of them were omega... Wait, when did he take it for granted that he is an omega? !

"He's just joking," he looked at Wen Xiaoxiao and sighed helplessly, "Forget about eating, it's just my duty, even if it wasn't for you, I would help, so that's it."

Wen Xiaoxiao opened her eyes wide and looked at Xia Zhihong. As a person who has lived a smooth life because of her looks since she was a child, she even suddenly wanted to be a game anchor on a whim. Ping Yi has become a popular anchor, he has basically never experienced this kind of rejection and frustration in his life.

...Well, not long ago he was rejected by another anchor on Starnet.

Feeling aggrieved and humiliated, Wen Xiaoxiao bit her lips, unwilling to use her trump card: "You are an alpha, I am an omega, there is no chance between us..."

Xia Zhihong was very straightforward: "It seems that there really isn't one." Even before, the omega he liked was Deng Enfei's type.

Wen Xiaoxiao's eyes gradually turned red, he gave Xia Zhihong a pitiful look, and turned to leave.

Xia Zhihong didn't stop him, and watched Wen Xiaoxiao leave helplessly.

Wen Xiaoxiao paused as she walked, but Xia Zhihong still didn't catch up, so he could only stamp his feet and really leave.

Han Jingke slowly gave Xia Zhihong a thumbs up: "Expert whore identification."

Xia Zhihong's expression was blank: "No way, he didn't do anything."

Han Jingke sighed: "Only an omega can understand an omega... You may not be very proficient in doing o, but you will understand later."

Xia Zhihong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Han Jingke curled his lips: "That guy suddenly treats you so courteously, what could be the reason?"

Xia Zhihong shrugged, never mind, anyway, they won't have any intersection in the future.

Han Jingke wanted to invite Xia Zhihong to dinner. Xia Zhihong originally thought that the canteen would be fine, but Han Jingke thought it should be more formal, so he dragged Xia Zhihong to the Internet celebrity restaurant.

Han Jingke booked a private room, and the two of them ate and chatted in the private room, confiding in each other's hearts. Only then did Xia Zhihong know that Han Jingke had lived in the thirteenth district since he was a child, and only moved to the eighth district a few years ago. He makes money by playing games on Xingwang, but unlike anchors like Xia Zhihong, Han Jingke does not make money by playing games live, but by playing materials in games.

Xia Zhihong said with emotion: "No wonder your level is good, but your ranking in the arena is so low."

Although "God of War" is mostly pvp players, there are also many pve players. It is indeed a way to make money in the game, but it is obviously not as fast as live broadcasting, and it takes a lot of time to do repetitive things. The enthusiasm for the game is gone.

"Why don't you be an anchor? Your level is still good."

Han Jingke, who was affirmed by Xia Zhihong, couldn't help but smiled, but he quickly shook his head: "It's not convenient for me to show my face."

"It's not convenient to show your face?" Xia Zhihong looked at Han Jingke's face with some doubts, "What's wrong with your face?"

Han Jingke said vaguely: "In short, it's not very convenient..."

Xia Zhihong shrugged and didn't ask any further questions, but he still reminded Han Jingke: "This time the full-server competition will show his face." Unlike the previous regional competitions, this time the full-server competition has stricter requirements, and he will enter the finals. All teams need to show their faces to prevent proxy fights.

Han Jingke smiled and said, "Now...it doesn't matter."

Xia Zhihong suddenly became even more puzzled. Before, Han Jingke didn't want to live broadcast because it was inconvenient to show his face. Why doesn't it matter now?

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the door of their box: "Young Master Ye! Hurry up! This is your punishment!"

"Come on, come on! Knock on the door! Tell the first person who opens the door!"

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Then there was a burst of booing laughter.

Xia Zhihong suddenly felt bad, and soon, someone knocked on their box door.

Xia Zhihong: "..."

Didn't want to open the door.

However, seeing that no one answered, the knock on the door became louder and more urgent. Xia Zhihong was so annoyed that he stood up and prepared to dismiss the people outside the door.

As soon as he opened the door, a slightly familiar yellow-haired man with a short hair appeared in front of him, and he gave him a slightly greasy wink: "Can you let me open the door of your heart?"

Xia Zhihong: "..."

The person outside the door was silent for a second, then suddenly shouted: "It's you?!"

This yellow-haired cutout was obviously Ye Zhou who had been pestering Xia Zhihong for most of the day in the Mecha Club.

Xia Zhihong was about to close the door with a blank face, but Ye Zhou suddenly stepped forward and yelled, "You came just in time! Several of my buddies are here today, do you dare to fight us?" burden?"

Xia Zhihong raised his eyebrows: "Are you planning to fight by wheel? Go up one by one and fight until you win?"

Ye Zhou was at a loss for words for a moment, but soon he shouted loudly: "We can pick a representative to fight with you!"

Xia Zhihong wanted to refuse at first, but he changed his mind: "Okay, then I will also choose a child to be my representative."

The whetstone delivered to the door was not in vain, so he turned to look at Han Jingke.

Han Jingke: "..."