They said I'm not an alpha

The pages of the book are blown by the wind, the afternoon light shines into the glass.

In a corner of the library, the floating curtains slowly fell, and the young man sitting across from him lowered his brows and eyes slightly, as quiet as a painting.

"Have you finished writing the topic?"

The young man raised his eyes, his brows were a little sullen, and he didn't know how many times he said this sentence today.

"not yet."

Justu looked at him in a daze.

Yuan Yunlang tapped the book in front of him with his hand, his fingers were slender and white enough to reflect light under the light.

Justu pulled the book towards him: "Write it now, write it here."

They have been in the library for a week since he asked Yuan Yunlang to teach him how to study.

Seemingly seeing that he was absent-minded, Yuan Yunlang got up: "I'm going to buy something to drink."

"I also want........"

"You finish the question first."

"Go" was blocked by him before he finished speaking.

Justu poked back and forth on the question with a pen, and even painted black all the small closed blocks of the text in the question.

So much so that Yuan Yunlang frowned again when he saw the title of this question.

Justu laughed and said that if he didn't do this in his school days, his youth was incomplete, so he forced Yuan Yunlang to also black out a question.

A thin layer of water mist condensed on the outer wall of the lemon soda. After a topic was finished, a circle was drawn on the part where the soda and the table were in contact.

"Why is this question done like this?" Justu slammed his chin on the table, wondering as he held the question with outstretched arms.

No one cares about him.

Justu's arms were raised, and the booklet was placed on top of his head, like a wall clock that could jump out of birds.

"How do you schoolmasters grow their brains?"

"Want to know?"

Justu sat up straight and nodded vigorously: "Think about it!"

"If you want to, finish the question first."

Us's image of a puddle of slime limp on the table again.

"I can't buy food by doing these questions, and it will reduce my sense of happiness."

When Justu can't concentrate, he likes to have nothing to say.

"But it can make mechas." Yuan Yunlang said seriously.

"I don't want to make mechas!" Justu took a sip of lemon soda, "Mechas are more fun than building mechas, look at those mecha engineers, one of them has engine oil on their faces, how can there be Omega?" like!"

"Many Omega in the Federation adore mecha engineers."

"We are an empire, not a federation."

"There are many empires too."

"All right, all right." You Situ and Xueba were really asking for trouble, "Let me learn from me."

Yuan Yunlang showed no expression: "It's for you to learn, not for me."

Justu fully agreed, and after writing a "C" under his hand, the pen was still tilted upwards, which he thought was very stylish.

There are chasing and slapstick students on the playground, and the eraser dropped by the table is picked up by the next table. Time seems warm and harmonious at this moment.

"Graduating soon."

Justu murmured looking at the shady trees in late summer outside the window.

"Yeah." Yuan Yunlang was still reading his book "Mecha Systematics".

"Can we still see each other often after graduation?"

Yuan Yunlang put his hand back as he was about to turn the page: "Every graduate from the mecha class enters the mecha department."

"But if it's not in the same department, it shouldn't be common to see each other." Justu said, "The mecha department is not small."

"I know that Sarpi in my class is going to the mecha engineering team, and Yu Renmin is going to the equipment maintenance team. They said that they are not in the same training area as the mecha department headquarters, and they don't usually see each other at all."

"Where are you going?"

"Me..." Justu thought for a while, "It should be the most common mecha department? I want to go to the battlefield."

It's rare that Justu isn't asking questions all the time.

This time it was Yuan Junlang who asked him questions.

"Why do you want to go to the battlefield?"

"For the glory of the empire!" Justu pretended suddenly, and then smiled, "Actually, it's not that noble."

"Because I read a book when I was a child. The protagonist in it has no parents like me. He also chose to become a soldier and was reused. Do you know why he can be reused?"

Yuan Yunlang asked cooperatively: "Why?"

"Because his chief said that such a person with no relatives or friends will not leave much in this world, and if he has no ties, he will naturally be more brave on the battlefield."

"Isn't it because of ties that you will be more brave? Only when you win can you go back to see your family."

"No, that doesn't necessarily require victory." Justu shook his head, as if he was the officer in the story, "Deserters can also see their families."

The profile of Justu's face was illuminated by the setting sun, and his pupils showed a sense of transparency under the light: "A person who is not bound will never become a deserter."

"Did the doctor say anything? When will your illness be cured?" You Situ looked at Yuan Yunlang holding the medical record, and asked with concern.

"Not sure yet." Yuan Yunlang clenched the medical record in his hand slightly, "But my mother asked a friend to find a special medicine to treat my illness, and when the medicine arrives, I don't need your pheromone."

"That's pretty good, so I don't need to follow you every day to give you pheromones after graduation." Justu breathed a sigh of relief as if relieved.

He raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck: "It's just for him to take a vacation."

"But what kind of disease do you have? Why do you need Alpha's pheromone? I haven't seen it before."

"There is no medical name yet."

Justu said "fuck you": "Then you have some very rare disease!"

He leaned closer to Yuan Yunlang, as if he was looking at some rare animal: "Then will you be arrested for some experiments?"

Yuan Yunlang said seriously: "It's possible."

"If I disappear suddenly one day, I may be arrested for experiments."

Justu wrote it down carefully: "Okay, okay, I will definitely call the police when the time comes."

I have to say, Justu is really easy to deceive.

Justu always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell where the problem was.

It seems that it was after Yuan Yunlang went to the hospital for an examination last time and came back.

This uncomfortable feeling reached its peak during self-study in the library.

In addition to Yuan Yunlang sitting across from him, there was another person beside him.

"Lu Yuyu, if you don't know anything, you can just ask me." Yuan Yunlang said to her.

Lu Yuyu nodded, and took out a textbook with a beautiful book cover and a lot of other things from the pink schoolbag.

Omega is really troublesome, her things alone can fill half of the table, Justu complained.

There are a lot of pencil cases, textbooks, reference books, pencils, pens, and watercolor pens.

And her schoolbag seems to be a bottomless pit, and she can't finish all the things.

And what a little bit of glue.

To cut out the question that Yuan Yunlang wrote to her with small art scissors, and then use an adhesive tape that looks like a correction tape. You Situ tentatively called it an adhesive tape, but in fact it was Lu Yuyu who corrected his little bit of adhesive tape. , and then paste it on the notebook.

You Situ felt that the dots of glue were really useless. Wouldn’t it be good to stick them directly with glue? And why did they still need to stick them? Wouldn’t it be over if they just folded the book in half?

He found a pen from a corner of his schoolbag, bit off the cap, and drew on the book.

Coincidentally, the pen that accompanied him through more than a semester died heroically today and ran out of ink.

He looked at the light for a long time to make sure that there was no ink left in the pen holder.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something handed over from the side.

Justu took it and said thank you.

Although Omega is a bit too particular, I have to say that this pen is really easy to use, a hundred times better than his three pens that cost five yuan.

If possible, he would actually like to ask Lu Yuyu where he bought the money.

But inexplicably, the courtesan didn't ask.

Justu has been depressed for the past two days, but he doesn't know why.

Kicking stones at the door of the library, one kick flew away, and landed far away at the feet of another person.

Looking up, Yuan Yunlang, who was wearing a school uniform, was looking down at the stones flying to his feet.

"Is Lu Yuyu still here today?"

"Come."

They go to the sixth floor for self-study every day, and the higher floors are less quiet.

While climbing the stairs, the two of them talked one by one.

"Oh."

"Will she study with us all the time?"

"Ah."

Justu felt a little inexplicable.

There is a feeling that the secret base I discovered is occupied by other children.

Not too happy.

"Did she ask to come with us?"

Yuan Yunlang said "Yes" and said, "She also wants me to teach her to study."

"oh, I see."

He didn't know what he was fighting for.

If he can let Yuan Yunlang teach him, then others can also let Yuan Yunlang teach him.

"Xueba is everyone's public resource" This is obviously what he often talks about.

But obviously he came first.

Yuan Yunlang's lectures to him were written in a notebook, and Lu Yuyu's lectures were also chatting and laughing with her.

"Did you agree when she asked you to teach her?"

"Ah."

When Yuan Yunlang agreed to teach him to study, he served tea and poured water, beat his shoulders and pressed his back, how could Lu Yuyu agree so easily.

Justu felt very unhappy, but it was not simply unbalanced, he couldn't describe that feeling.

"Aren't you hot in school uniform in summer?"

"hot."

"Then why don't you take off your coat?" Justu felt hot looking at his long-sleeved coat.

"Because I'm not wearing a summer uniform inside."

This is an excellent speech by Miyoshi students.

Justu went up and snatched his schoolbag: "Take off your clothes quickly, no one in the library will read them."

Yuan Yunlang took off his coat as he said.

The man was wearing a white shirt underneath.

"?? Do you have long sleeves and a coat in summer? Are you sick or am I sick?" Justu couldn't believe it.

"got used to."

"Then do you want to roll up your sleeves? It will be cooler."

"No." Yuan Yunlang refused.

I don't know if it was because of Lu Yuyu's affairs, but he just wanted to find fault with Yuan Yunlang.

"If you tell me to hold it up, just hold it up! How old are you and you can't lose your arms?"

As he spoke, he tugged at Yuan Yunlang's sleeve.

At first Yuan Yunlang just pushed You Situ a little bit, but he didn't expect this person to get worse, and his whole body was about to hang on him, as if he wouldn't stop until he pulled his sleeves up today.

The two were about to wrestle on the stairs.

"You let go!"

"You relax first."

"Isn't it just rolling up your sleeves? Isn't it going to eat you? What are you afraid of!"

"Didn't you say, 'Isn't it just rolling up your sleeves'? Then it's fine if you don't roll up your sleeves?"

Good guy, you really deserve to be a top student, and now you can still talk to him like this.

Justu was still thinking about how to refute Yuan Yunlang.

Hearing only a "hiss——", Yuan Yunlang's shirt was torn off a section of sleeve by him.

Then the pattern on the arm came into Justu's eyes.

"Damn!" Justu exclaimed in surprise.

There was a huge tattoo on Yuan Junlang's arm, which extended upwards and was covered under the clothes where the sleeves were torn.

Looking at the pattern of the pattern, only part of it should be left out, and it is estimated that there is a larger body tattoo on the body.

The co-author of this National People's Congress does not wear short sleeves in summer, and he does not roll up his sleeves when he dies because he has tattoos on his body.

Justu was still in great shock, when a familiar female voice came from under the stairs.

"What are you doing~" Lu Yuyu was holding onto the escalator and looking up.

Almost subconsciously, You Situ hurriedly put back the coat that had just been taken off Yuan Junlang's body.

When Lu Yuyu came to this floor, what he saw was You Situ grabbing Yuan Yunlang's collar.

"Are you... fighting?"

Both of them were out of breath, and there was still a little sweat on their foreheads.

Coupled with this action and the big movement just now, it really looks like a fight.

You Situ patted Yuan Junlang's chest with his hand on his collar: "No, I'll help him pat the ashes."

Yuan Yunlang looked down at him, as if acquiescing to his words.

"Eh? Then what is that white ball in your hand?" Lu Yuyu tilted his head and looked at the hand half-hidden behind Justu.

You Situ was startled, the half sleeve of Yuan Junlang's white shirt that he tore off was still in his hand!

He shrank his right hand back again, and suddenly sneezed: "It's snot paper! Why do I have rhinitis again!"