Pay Attention to Me

Zhang Jiaozhu acted vigorously and vigorously as always, and after only one weekend, a grade punishment list was posted on the bulletin board.

"Damn it? Tang Shasha has been recorded? What's going on?"

A group of students watching the excitement surrounded the bulletin board on the first floor.If other people were punished, it might not attract so much attention, but Tang Shasha, as the head of the art department, is in charge of various cultural activities in the school. Many students know each other and eat melons with great enthusiasm.

It's lunch break time, students who have just finished eating must go through the bulletin board when returning to the teaching building, and they are all surrounded here. Those who know the knowledge will give the science popularization to the uninformed, and those who have been popularized will give the science popularization later:

"Hey, I heard that it has something to do with Yang Yile's incident. She spread the rumor that Yang Yile was gangstered or something."

"That's a rumor? I still take it seriously... Why did she do this? Yang Yile has no grudges against her."

"You don't know this. Tang Shasha fell in love with a new alpha student from the literature and art department. She showed her kindness to him every day. Everyone in the department knew about it. In the end, the student ignored her and just talked to Yang Yile. Tang Shasha will be jealous if you get close."

"Spread rumors because of jealousy? This is too disgusting..."

"It's so satisfying. I've been displeased with her for a long time. She's just a minister with such great authority. She's an omega, so she's worthy to ride on the head of an alpha?"

"By the way, Tang Shasha has been dismissed, so who is the new Minister of Literature and Art?"

"Looks like it's from Class 1, sophomore year. I forgot what it's called. It's just that fucking alpha."

"Am I relying on him? That's not going to be any better. What's the matter with Master Zhang? He only picks demons and goblins..."

"Boom!"

The can fell into the narrow mouth of the trash can with a perfect parabola, and Jiang Yao turned his head: "How about it, brother, can you cast it correctly?"

Yin Che said with a blank expression, "You threw it in the wet trash can."

Jiang Yao: "?!"

After picking out the soda can from a pile of instant noodles and snack residues, Jiang Yao immediately ran to wash his hands, and without drying them, he splashed the water on the face of his deskmate, and asked in a particularly embarrassing way: "Is it cool?" Not cool?"

Then he was kicked by Yin Che from one end of the corridor to the other.

"Isn't that your brother?" Someone from Class 3 saw two people passing by fighting outside the corridor, and shouted, "Yin Ze, who is that person he kicked? I don't seem to have seen him before?"

"Crack!" Yin Ze threw away the pen, stood up and left with a dark face, "He can kick whoever he likes, it's none of my business."

"..."

After Han Meng was promoted to be the Minister of Literature and Art, she immediately posted in Moments, "Father's talent is finally ready to give a big punch!" along with a small emoticon of countless love stars. ".

Minister Han took office as a new official. He was proud of his spring breeze. With a wave of his big hand, he swept up the freezer in the canteen and invited all the students in Class 1 to eat ice cream.

Zhang Ke took a bite of the chocolate-flavored ice cream, and before he could swallow it, he said, "Old Han is awesome! You really give our monitor a face!"

His teeth were covered with dark chocolate, and he looked like a fool.

Chen Yingying couldn't bear to look directly at her: "Can you finish eating before talking... Hey, Han, why don't you give me one?"

Han Meng just finished distributing the ice cream, and walked to Chen Yingying with a big bag, took out the last package from the bag, and threw it on her table: "How can I forget you, squad leader, I have today, thanks to you Cultivation, no, I specially bought the most expensive box of cookies in the commissary to honor you."

Chen Yingying nodded: "Eunuch Han is still sensible, little kid, learn a little."

Zhang Ke suddenly felt that the ice cream in his hand was no longer sweet: "Damn, this box of cookies is more than [-] yuan! I want to eat it too!"

Han Meng smiled: "You eat fart."

Jiang Yao was given a strawberry flavored one, and glanced at his tablemate, it was vanilla flavored.

"How about, let's change? Eat strawberry ice cream, it's not alpha."

Yin Che wanted to ask why you didn't say that when you were wearing rabbit ears, but now he has no energy, lying on the table, clutching his stomach: "You take it, I won't eat it."

Jiang Yao bowed his head: "What's the matter? Did the monitor's aunt's pain infect you this morning?"

Yin Che turned his head, a few locks of hair on his forehead were sticking up: "Get out, it's not because of you."

"What's wrong with me?"

"I just kicked you after eating, and I'm exercising vigorously."

"..." Jiang Yao really wanted to push his hair down, but if he did that, he would be pushed to the ground first, so he could only say, "Okay, my fault, I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

Jiang Yao picked up his water glass and left through the back door.

Yin Che was stunned for a moment, thinking that he should take the water glass back, since he never let alpha touch his things.

However, the way Jiang Yao's bony fingers held his water glass was inexplicably beautiful, and the water glass was taken away as soon as he shook his head.

...Forget it, anyway, Jiang Yao has already touched many of his things.His stationery, his handiwork, the table and chairs in his bedroom.

Even his hair, his cheeks.

Except for the poking in the face at the beginning, the subsequent touching... It seems that he acquiesced.

The drinking fountains are located at the stairs of each floor. Students in classes far away are not happy to come over to pour water every class. They usually fill up a large cup with water during lunch break to reserve the amount of water for the afternoon.

Yin Che's cup is also quite big, it is the kind of thermos cup that is tightly sealed, and the temperature cannot be felt, so Jiang Yao had to pour hot water for a while and then cold water for a while to ensure that the temperature is hot enough without burning his mouth.

The bastard kicks people to live like a dragon, but in fact he is just a paper tiger. After running for two steps, his stomach hurts, and he said it was strenuous exercise... Jiang Yao wants to laugh when he thinks about it.

Sure enough, it is still a small beta in essence, not much combat power.

Just as he was estimating the temperature of the water, another person came by, but he didn't pour water, just staring at the cup in his hand.

"What are you doing with my brother's cup? Have you given permission?"

When Jiang Yao heard the superior tone, he knew who it was without raising his head: "Pour water for your brother, he is not feeling well."

"How is it possible? He was fine at home on weekends."

"I was so angry with his brother. When I heard that my brother was uncomfortable, my first reaction was not to care but to doubt. If I wanted to, I would be so angry."

"..." Yin Ze is not stupid, "Stop scolding me around, you think you know my brother well after being at the same table for a month or two? He has a thick skin, no matter what I say, he won't Seriously, I will pretend to show you outsiders, so that you can sympathize with him."

Jiang Yao felt that there was no need to spend too much time talking with this rebellious young man, so he replied coldly, "I would like to sympathize with him, what do you want?"

"Who do you sympathize with?"

The third voice suddenly sounded from behind, and the water glasses in the hands of the two alphas shook.

Yin Che stood behind the two of them, looking at Jiang Yao: "Who wants your sympathy?"

It was the first time Jiang Yao had seen him look like this, no, he had seen it once before the journal opened, when he was kicked to the ground, Yin Che also had this look.

Angry, sharp, guarded, and a little more disappointed than last time.

I don't know why, this faint disappointment pierced into Jiang Yao's heart like a needle, and it hurt a bit.

Yin Che's unexplained anger came out of nowhere, and suddenly exploded: "Did I ask you to pour the water? Do I need your sympathy for me?"

He snatched back the cup in Jiang Yao's hand, and the full water spilled out while shaking violently, making a mess on the ground.

During the last class in the afternoon, it suddenly began to rain.

There has never been such a heavy rain since the beginning of autumn. The leaves of the sycamore trees outside the teaching building were dropped one by one by the raindrops as big as beans, and piled up under the trees. They failed to survive this autumn. Fertile soil for new life.

The math teacher explained the trigonometric function problem on the blackboard, and the students below all looked sad, maybe they were worried about how they would go back without an umbrella, maybe they were thinking that the clothes on the balcony of the dormitory would be washed for nothing, or maybe they just couldn’t understand what the teacher was saying. write something.

Another mountain of waste paper piled up on Yin Che's desk.

Jiang Yao persisted in throwing small notes on his desk, throwing most of the class, without any self-knowledge.

As for the broken characters, I couldn’t read them even after I opened them. So it makes sense to throw so many?

He didn't want to open it either.

At noon, he acted too stupid and didn't want to face it.

After meeting Jiang Yao, he seemed to be getting more and more wrong.I will laugh because of some boring things, and I will also get angry because of some meaningless things.

It must have been infected by Jiang Yao, a big idiot.

"Push!" A certain big idiot was signaling to him, very persistently trying to attract his attention.

Yin Che's pen paused, just a little bit, only a little bit moved by this spirit of perseverance.

Forget it, it's not a big deal, give him a chance.

Yin Che turned his head slightly, and gave his deskmate a look.

Jiang Yao smiled brightly, and enthusiastically unfolded a page of the draft book for him to read.

Perhaps because he finally realized that he could not impress his aloof deskmate with his ugly words, Jiang Yao changed his strategy and drew an ugly picture: on the blank draft paper, he drew two hands holding hands with black pen. There are stick figures with "Che" written on one and "Yao" written on the other—this is something Yin Che can barely make out.

On the top of the two stick figures, a red, bright, love heart was drawn with a red pen.

No matter how you look at it, Che? love Yao.

"..."

Using the word "big fool" to describe Jiang Yao is too underestimating his strength, Jiang Yao is clearly a 24K pure fool.

"Is the painting touching?" The pure idiot moved himself there, "I know I said something wrong, I'm sorry, don't be angry. Good brother, listen to me, hold hands, walk with me, create a happy life, oh~ "

... talking and talking and fucking singing.

Does this idiot know what the name of this song is?

Yin Che stretched out his hand and tore up the draft paper. It would not be the end if others saw it.

"What are you doing? This is a painting that symbolizes our friendship!" Jiang Yao hastily removed the draft book, and his movements were a little louder.

"Those two in the last row! What are you doing!" Math teacher Chen Shumei roared, and everyone in the classroom looked over.

Jiang Yao's outstretched arms froze in mid-air, holding a draft book in his hand, and Yin Che tried his best to snatch it, almost throwing himself on him.

"..."

"..."

Suddenly, a knowing smile appeared on the faces of all the students in unison, but because the object was Yin Che, they tried their best to suppress it, showing a strange expression.

Jiang Yao: "It's not what you think."

The expressions of all the students became even weirder.

Chen Shumei walked down from the podium holding the end of the chalk, and hit Jiang Yao on the forehead with the shortest straight-line distance between two points: "Isn't that what? The teacher is working hard on the lectures, you don't have to listen, you are still there." Playing around here, are you blind as a teacher? What is so beautiful, show it to everyone?"

Jiang Yao closed the draft book: "No more, teacher."

"Still talking back?!" Chen Shumei never liked anyone challenging her authority, she pointed her hand out, "Stand outside! Stay after school, I can only leave if I say go!"

Jiang Yao obeyed the order obediently, and went out through the back door with the draft book.Yin Che finally cleared his ears. He picked up a pen and continued to take notes on the blackboard. When he looked up, he found that the math teacher was staring at him:

"And you, get out! Pretend to write what you want to write."

"..."

So two people finally stood outside the classroom door of Class 1.

Jiang Yao: "Worthy of being my good brother, he is very loyal!"

"Get out." Yin Che was very annoyed, "Next time, don't drag me if you want to die. The math teacher doesn't like me in the first place."

"Ah? Why, isn't your math score okay?"

"Yang Yile's math score is the first in the class. Didn't he be told that he shouldn't be the class representative?" Yin Che leaned against the wall, his back was cold, and there was an airtight rain curtain in front of him, "Do you think being an omega and a beta is very important?" Is it easy? In the eyes of some people, omega equals weakness, and beta equals mediocrity."

"Do you think it's easy to be an alpha?" Jiang Yao said, "Look at Han Meng, who was appointed as a minister by the teacher, and there are still so many people questioning his ability. Our alpha is also very difficult, because we are not good enough a, If the pheromone is not strong enough, you will still be despised. Where can you justify something that is born?"

Yin Che pursed his lips: "Yes, it's not easy for everyone, it's really not easy to live in this world."

This sentence was a bit emotional. Jiang Yao guessed that his deskmate wanted to chat about life, so he also leaned against the wall and looked up at the gloomy sky at a 45-degree angle: "Our life is like this Although the sky will be covered by dark clouds for a while, I believe that as long as we work hard and be positive, we will be able to break through the dark clouds and welcome the bright sunshine! Come on, Yin Xiaoche!"

"..."

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, a group of students who had already packed their schoolbags rushed out from the back doors of each classroom like wild horses running wild.

Chen Shumei was afraid that the two undisciplined people outside the door would take advantage of the chaos and sneak away, so it was rare for her not to delay the class today, so she went outside the classroom to check the situation.

The person is still there, but... the posture has changed to the way it was in the classroom just now.

Jiang Yao held up his draft book: "Are you going to keep kicking? You bastard, think I have no temper? If you mess with me again, I will make a hundred and eighty copies of this page and paste it all over your dormitory, reminding you all the time, we The two are good brothers..."

In the middle of speaking, my hand suddenly became empty.

Jiang Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head slowly - he was facing Chen Shumei's black face like Guan Gong, comparable to a thriller.

"Good brother, right?" Chen Shumei tore off the page with a "Zi La" sound, and yelled at the two of them.Yin Che leaned back tactically, and saw the two stick figures holding hands dangling in front of his eyes.

"Come on, just click this picture, go to my office hand in hand, and show all the teachers how much brotherly love you two have!"

"..."

"What are you doing in a daze? Didn't you fight very vigorously just now? Are you ashamed now? You know you're wrong?"

Yin Che didn't say a word, with a stinky face that didn't care about my business, Jiang Yao was afraid that he would contradict the teacher, so he said first: "I know I'm wrong, teacher, we're going with you, so don't hold hands, Yin Che doesn't like it." others touch."

"Oh, young master? It's so precious that you won't be allowed to touch it?"

Yin Che's face became even more stinky.

Jiang Yao thought that he only said something inappropriate at noon, and then he was left out all afternoon. The math teacher made such a mockery, why don't you bastard explode the powder keg?

"No, teacher..." Jiang Yao wanted to explain a few words, but suddenly felt his sleeves being pulled.

He lowered his head and saw his deskmate pinching the cuffs of his school uniform coat with two long, white fingers.

"..."

Like a child in a crowded amusement park, afraid of getting lost and holding on to his parents' clothes.But he was afraid of being laughed at by other children, so he could only secretly pinch a small corner.

Giant fucking cute.