The cultivated Omega has become an A

The first day of school at Ming University High School.In the second big class break in the morning, the classroom that had been vacant for the whole summer vacation ushered in a lively new semester.

Class One (1) was full of voices.Almost all the students here are directly promoted from the junior high school. They have been together in the junior high school for three years.Only very few are unfamiliar faces transferred from other schools.

The little sisters in the front row were shoulder to shoulder, talking about the airborne students in the new class.

"See! Alpha? Or Omega? What kind of fairy temperament is that? It's so amazing that I can't even tell it apart! Seriously, what do you think he would be?"

Guan Qilu lowered her trembling voice and looked at the table next to the window in the back row - usually a seat reserved for transfer students. At this time, the object of her attention was sitting.

He was staring at the corridor outside the classroom in a daze, with his fingers inserted/inserted into the black hair to support his head, the ends of his hair were slightly long and scattered around his ears, half of his stunning eyebrows and eyes were lightly covered.Ignoring the tablemate chatting around and sitting in the front and back seats, the appearance of wandering mind formed a small world of its own.

A face that is too good-looking, even if you only look at it from the side, it is perfect.

"I see. It's possible to grow up like that, and you'll know when you smell it."

The short-haired girl at the same table had a cold voice, flipping through the textbook calmly, not interested in the stunning beauty she said, "It may be a B just like you."

"Oh...don't you too!"

In modern society, the differentiation period of teenagers is evenly distributed at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Except for one of their "unresponsible" friends, most of their peers have completed their differentiation in junior high school.

At this age, the first impressions of peers are more or less inseparable from curiosity about sexual characteristics.Guan Qilu scribbled on the sketchbook, making unnecessary fake moves to cover herself and continued to peek behind, "It shouldn't be Beta, how can there be such a beautiful Beta... I haven't heard of it before, you are serious Ever met him?"

"I haven't seen it before. It shouldn't be a direct promotion from the junior high school." Said rigorously and pertinently, "Otherwise, with that face alone, it is impossible to have no name in the school."

Guan Qilu nodded approvingly, took a few more glances and then sighed, raised her hand to pull the low ponytail from the back of her head to her chest, twisting it around her fingers a few times: "Is it... oh."

After being a sister for so many years, one movement is enough to see her mind.Yan Yan put the textbook aside and said casually, "Go and say hello."

The words of encouragement were all in a flat tone, as if she had become accustomed to her habit of falling in love with a pretty face easily.

"Anyway, we will be in the same class from now on, so what are you afraid of?"

"Farewell...I always feel that there is a wall with handsome guys of that level." Guan Qilu hesitated and waited and watched, "I just started school, let's talk about it first."

Before the two of them had time to say anything else, suddenly a familiar loud voice ran up to them from near to far: "What are you two talking about?"

"Handsome guy. Where's Fu Anyang? Didn't he go out together? Why didn't he come back with you?"

"He doesn't like sports. People who never run on the field will come with me. The teacher called him away."

Xia Yutian walked to the table behind the two of them and sat down, stuffed the basketball under the table, pulled up the corner of his clothes and wiped his sweat, "Isn't the first place in the entrance examination to be the freshman representative to give a speech on stage? It should be about the speech."

Sweat volatilizes pheromones into the air, bringing alpha characteristics more prominent than usual after intense exercise.

Throwing him a wet towel rigorously and disgustingly: "It stinks to death."

Xia Yutian chuckled, took the wet towel to wipe off his sweat, and said rather proudly: "My boyfriend likes it so much, come back and smell it on me."

"……gross."

"Single people don't understand."

Guan Qilu mediated with a smile, and changed the subject, "Our young master has such a long head, he can take the first place in the grade after half a year of absence from school."

She, Fu Anyang, and the two who are bickering in front of her are friends who have been classmates since elementary school, and they went to high school at the same school and level.

Last Christmas, Fu Anyang fell seriously ill and suspended school for half a year. He didn't return to the school until before the entrance exam this summer. It stands to reason that he should repeat the third year of junior high school.

The three of them thought that they would be promoted to Senior Brother and Senior Sister, but they didn't expect that he took the exam together and went straight to high school, and even won the first place.

This is probably the power of learning God.

"What grades are you talking about? It's boring. Keep talking about the handsome guy." Xia Yutian stuffed the used wet wipes into the side pocket of his schoolbag, "Which one is aiming at again, let's close it?"

"That, the one by the window." Guan Qilu motioned him to look, "Aren't you handsome? I was so sleepy during roll call in the morning, and I didn't realize until after two classes!"

"It's ok...it just looks difficult, and she looks a bit unfeminine."

"..."

"Just now when I came from the podium, I took a special look at the roster. There are only two people in our class who were transferred from other schools." Xia Yutian said, "Either his name is Ye Jiahe, or——"

Caught off guard, Yan Jing raised his voice and shouted, "Ye Jiahe!"

Not the one by the window.The handsome guy who was called by his name followed the sound and turned his head. When he saw them, he waved his arms generously. He smiled brightly and showed a pair of small canine teeth: "Yo! Squad leader!"

The person who loves to look at handsome guys the most is the first to give up, Guan Qilu puts her hands on her face and tries to escape.

"Help, can you be strict and low-key...Gah!" She could see the figure clearly between her fingers, and she tried her best to be excited and whispered: "No way! His deskmate is also so handsome!"

"..."

"Come on, let's rule out one. The remaining one must be Shen Wenxu."

Xia Yutian chanted the name to himself, rolling three short words on the tip of his tongue, "Shen Wenxu... this name is so familiar. Master's DNA has moved."

"Didn't you just listen to it once during roll call?"

Yan Jing was about to ridicule him for being ungrateful, when from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the person in the center of the topic making a move.

Also attracted by the voice, Shen Wenxu returned to reality from the fugue.The person whose name was called was fine, but Shi Shiran got up, walked across half of the classroom and came to the three of them, showing a smile.

The smile of the breeze and the moon seems to have a soft light.In a trance, even the air here is fresh.

The tone is easy to follow, and it is also warm and pleasant.He greeted politely, "Do you have anything to do with my tablemate?"

"..."

Much more enthusiastic than expected.

Surprised, the three of them exchanged eyes tacitly, and their mental activities were exactly the same.

He looks like the one who talks less and is passive.It would be more reasonable to not like to talk to ordinary people, but it would be surprising to take the initiative to talk to - this person does not seem to have the self-consciousness of being a cool beauty.

It is a painting when it is quiet, but it is so cheerful when it moves.

Strictly answered, "Nothing special, just say hello to the new classmates and get to know each other."

It was only then that he really caught his eye.

She is delicate and thoughtful, and has a particularly keen sixth sense.Although they are the same age and the same school uniform, but I always feel that the person in front of me doesn't look like a serious student.

Even with his outstanding appearance, his demeanor makes people feel good. When he smiles, there is no kindness in his dark eyes that matches his tone.

Just smile expertly.

"My name is Shen Wenxu, and I transferred here just like my deskmate." With such a smile, he introduced himself friendlyly, "I will be a classmate in the same class from now on."

Invisibly dominated by his rhythm, the three also reported their names in turn.

Rigorous and instinctively feel violated.

There was something about him that was different from any normal student who grew up on campus.But she seemed to be the only one among the three present who noticed it, leaving two heartless idiots, one who was fascinated by sex, and the other who thought he was a wingman and was even winking at her.

"The weather is nice and rigorous, let's go outside and bask in the sun."

"..."

Rigorous and unmoved: "What's the sun, there are 2 minutes left before class."

Guan Qilu breathed a sigh of relief.

She is only interested in looking at the handsome guy from a distance, and if she is really left alone, she will be at a loss what to do.Unless you have seen a big cultivation system since you were a child, you are much more comfortable when you get along——

The timing was just right, and she waved to the last person who returned to the classroom: "Fu Anyang! Class is about to start soon."

Just pick the seats at the beginning of school, and the group of four will sit together.Fu Anyang and Xia Yutian are at the same table.

Teachers in high school nag more endlessly than in junior high.He had just come back from the office, and he was being nagged impatiently and blocked, and he didn't pay much attention to who the person next to him was, so he said in a blunt tone, "Excuse me."

— Acting like a real high-cool model.It's hard to look straight at a pretty face at such a close distance.

Such a tone was too unfriendly, and he only realized it when the words came out, and he felt a little uncomfortable.Shen Wenxu didn't mind at all, he still stood there and looked at him happily.

His silhouette was reflected in his eyes, bright and clear.Even the smile became more pure, with a sense of sincerity.

Shen Wenxu stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist, and touched him: "Hello, Fu Yanyan."

**

There was a subtle stalemate in the atmosphere.

The outstretched hand stopped alone in mid-air.Fu Anyang avoided looking away, forced the corners of his mouth together: "Ah... hello."

He didn't have the habit of bumping fists to greet people, and he didn't know who this person was.Whether it's the way he looks at him, or the overly intimate address and gestures, he feels disharmony.

Half a year out of school, he doesn't remember most of the students in the class very much, even before that, he probably wasn't a sociable character, and it's normal not to recognize who he is in front of him.

It is estimated that it is the credit of the three juniors, who were able to chat with others until the beginning of school, even revealing their old background-it was his bottom.

But it really is yours.

The class bell came to the rescue, and the strangers who had come to know each other returned to their seats.Fu Anyang had no time to think about this inexplicably embarrassing episode, before the teacher came, he touched the front seat and said in a low voice, "Precise, I might arrive at class a little later during the lunch break."

The new class has not had time to select class cadres.Rigorous junior high school often served as monitor, strong organizational skills and never fell out of the top five in grades, well-known in the office.The first day of high school came early, and was temporarily appointed by the teacher to be the acting monitor.

"How late is it? I can't release too much water at the beginning of school." Yan Yan reminded, pressing his voice, "Aren't you the freshman representative? Did you forget the meeting in the afternoon?"

"I haven't forgotten. I will be back as soon as possible, but if I really miss the assembly, tell the teacher for me, just say... I went directly to the backstage, and I am practicing my speech."

He put the speech he had communicated just now into his schoolbag and took out another folder.

"I have to go somewhere else for my lunch break."

On the first day of the new semester, Fu Anyang's interest in new classmates was far less than the thin three pages in his hand.

One page is his resume, and the remaining two pages are the lines that he needs for the scene when he auditioned.He has a very tight schedule today. In addition to the opening ceremony, there is also an interview. Fortunately, the interview location is next door to the school, and the lunch break is enough to go back and forth.

The elevator stops at Building No.19.When Fu Anyang entered the door, he attracted a lot of attention. He quickly glanced at the scene, and the pressure doubled.

Today is the first round of interviews.For a role, dozens of teenagers around his age came to audition in the waiting room, and most of them were accompanied by their parents or agents.Competition is fierce.

After signing in, he found an empty chair, and Fu Anyang sat alone in the corner with his schoolbag in his arms, reviewing his lines.

He sat very straight, his back was tight, showing a little nervousness, he took off his school uniform jacket and put it in his schoolbag, and the white shirt on his body was ironed and draped comfortably.Even if he just sits quietly, it is not difficult to see that he is a child of a superior family.

When someone took the initiative to talk to him, he only answered briefly, his brows and eyes curled into a very shallow arc, polite and distant.

Clearly reserved and introverted.The production assistant walked around the waiting room, and it was hard not to notice his existence. After observing his jerky performance in communicating with others, he shook his head secretly, sighing that the pearl was dusty.

The people in front dragged on for a while, and the interviews in order will be slower.Fu Anyang couldn't sit still, and unexpectedly received a voice call.

"Yan Yan, go home early after school tonight. Mom hasn't seen you for a long time, let's have dinner together."

He put it close to his ear and listened, his expression brightened suddenly, he wanted to reply and then canceled it.I thought the venue was too noisy, so I changed it to text and sent: "Okay. I'll go back as soon as school is over."

It's been a month since we last met.

She probably didn't know that high school students had to study by themselves at night.But it doesn't matter, the first day of school is not heavy, just ask the teacher for leave.

He quietly arranged it in his heart, his brows stretched, his eyes shone brightly, and the smile unconsciously revealed was light but sincere and moving.

It's an unforgettable smile that shines even in corners.The production assistant had a panoramic view, and with a thought, he went to the door to check the sign-in list to find his name.

The interview line moved slowly, and when it was Fu Anyang's turn, it was already half an hour behind schedule.In front of the camera, he performed the prepared performance intact, and soon after the end, he received a WeChat message from his assistant, and in the evening he would uniformly notify the results of the preliminary test.

"Is your name Fu Anyang?"

The sister assistant encouraged him gently, "Come on."

Fu Anyang thanked him, feeling that he was in danger.

The few directors and producers interviewed didn't have much comment on him, and the result might not be very good, but I came here with the idea of ​​accumulating experience and seeing the world, and I didn't feel much regret.

The most critical issue right now is to rush back to school as soon as possible to attend the opening ceremony.There was a small traffic jam on the road, so he had to skip the assembly and go directly to the auditorium to prepare. What was worse was that when he ran to the school gate, it was already past the time for lunch break to enter the school.

He was demerited on the first day of the new semester, how could he do such a thing as a freshman representative.

The freshman representative pondered for a moment and decided to climb // the wall.