Pheromone Stealing Guide

The experimental class was not over yet, and the two walked into the empty classroom side by side.

When he stopped in front of his seat to give up his seat to Luo Xiyan, Tan Qingye grabbed the unfamiliar paper on the table, glanced at it roughly, and stuffed it into the table hole with his backhand.

But in the blink of an eye, the same test paper was spread out in front of Luo Xiyan's eyes again.

Tan Qingye glanced at Luo Xiyan without knowing it: "Huh?"

Following Luo Xiyan's gaze, Tan Qingye looked at the pen on the side of the book, and suddenly remembered what he had advised him to study hard.

But when he just scanned the question types of the papers, he found that this set of papers was too basic.Rather than wasting time doing it, it would be better to really sleep.

After being dazed for a moment, Tan Qingye had an idea, picked up a pen and wrote Luo Xiyan's name on the corner of the paper.

The strokes are connected into lines under his hands, elegant and smooth.

After finishing writing, Tan Qingye opened the paper appreciatively, and said while reading: "Luo, Xi, Yan, the names are nice, but there are too many strokes. If you write it a thousand or eight hundred times, your hands will be useless."

"A thousand times?"

Luo Xiyan's voice penetrated into his ears, evoking his buried deep memory like a hook.

He thought of his red knuckles when he wrote, the white paper with dense writing, and the corner of the table that was dripping wet.

A gust of wind blew, and all the memories were scattered by the swaying tree shadows outside the window.

Tan Qingye laid the test paper back on Luo Xiyan's desk, distracted Luo Xiyan's confusion, and smiled relaxedly: "Hey, the name is written for you, let's write the questions carefully."

The corners of Luo Xiyan's lips twitched, and he took out the paper that he had stuffed in from Tan Qingye's table hole, wrote his name on the same position, and handed it over: "Can you write the test properly now?"

Staring at Luo Xiyan's handwriting, Tan Qingye's fingertips approached inch by inch.

This is the first time Luo Xiyan wrote his name.

Tan Qingye rubbed the edge of the brush carefully for a long while before saying hello slowly as if he had broken his defense.

He continued to do it one by one, with a sense of ritual that he would rather be empty than write a wrong question.

Time passed by, and seeing that it was almost time for get out of class to end, Luo Xiyan wanted to see Tan Qingye's progress.However, the moment his gaze shifted, he stopped at Tan Qingye's profile.

His expression has always been agile, or contemptuous, or passionate, or cute, but Luo Xiyan has never seen him serious.

The bell rang on the wall above them, and Tan Qingye was not affected in the slightest, completely different from his usual laziness.

Luo Xiyan even felt for a moment that the state in front of him was what Tan Qingye should have been.

Human voices poured in slowly, and Tan Qingye's attention suddenly dispersed at a certain point.Lie down on the table, as usual.

Suban came to class a few minutes earlier than usual, and wrote the words "5 days before the monthly exam" on the corner of the blackboard with dust-free chalk.

The classroom began to quiet down, and Su Ban put his hands on the blackboard: "The first monthly exam after the sophomore class will be held in 5 days, and I hope to pay attention to it."

"The seat that was supposed to be adjusted will be re-scored this time after the monthly exam." After waiting for the interference of the preparatory bell, Suban continued, "The Academic Affairs Office issued a notice requesting that the seats be selected according to the ranking of the results."

As soon as Teacher Su finished speaking, the whole class fell into a commotion.

Tan Qingye, who was pretending to be asleep, heard the news, got up from the noise and looked at Suban.

"That is to say, students with excellent grades can choose a position first."

Tan Qingye glanced back at Luo Xiyan in a panic.If the seats are selected in order of performance, the bottom-to-last result will obviously make him the most passive one.

Although he is in the same dormitory with Luo Xiyan now, he is stopping the drug now, if he stays away from Luo Xiyan's pheromone for a whole day, he will definitely die.

Around, dissatisfied and criticized everywhere.

There are many people with good grades who work hard, but grades cannot represent everything.But this rule clearly puts the priority of grades on the table.

Teacher Su slapped the table with the lesson plan to make everyone quiet.

"Don't talk, I haven't finished yet. The Academic Affairs Office said that seats are selected according to grades, but they didn't tell me that seats cannot be rotated by week."

The classroom fell into an unnatural silence for a moment.

If the seats are rotated front and back, everyone has the opportunity to sit in the best listening position, and there is no performance discrimination.So in the end, when it was implemented, it probably turned into choosing the same table.

I don't know who understood Teacher Su's meaning first, and the mutual communication caused cheers in the class.

In the boiling, Tan Qingye couldn't relax.

He moved half a body in the direction of Luo Xiyan, almost touching him: "Brother, can you choose me?"

Luo Xiyan staggered the sparkle in his eyes: "Yes."

In Tan Qingye's unbelievable eyesight, Luo Xiyan took out several sets of workbooks and tutorial books from his hand, and put them on Tan Qingye's desk: "The premise is that the monthly exam score will increase by 50."

Tan Qingye's eyes were suddenly clouded, and he backed away.He secretly pursed his lips and said nothing.

He rested his fingertips on the edge of the corner of the book, unconsciously rubbing left and right.

Will fifty people attract the attention of the Qin family?Can he do it now?

Teacher Su hissed several times before suppressing the noise in the classroom.

She opened the book: "Okay, let's not gossip, because you have a deskmate who wants to sit together, let's study hard."

……

After the math class, Tan Qingye took out his mobile phone in a bit of distress, only to find that the group messages of the Luoyuanhui were exploding again.

He didn't bother to scroll through thousands of unread messages.

But the dozens I could see seemed to be posting photos.

He knocked on the group announcement, only to find that the group actually asked everyone to submit an undisclosed photo of Luo Xiyan before 4 pm today, otherwise they would be kicked out of the group.

Faced with this sudden request, Tan Qingye was a little confused.

But speaking of it, he joined this group to help Xia Miao understand Lin Sha.Now that the matter is done, it seems pointless to stay and listen to them complaining about themselves.

Just when he was about to ignore the announcement and wait to be kicked, someone sent a photo.

The photo was so familiar that Tan Qingye clicked it uncontrollably.

Opening the photo, Tan Qingye's gaze was inertially focused on the boy in the middle of the photo.

That was Luo Xiyan when he was young.

He remembered that this photo was taken when they were six years old with other kindergarten classmates. At that time, in order to be next to Luo Xiyan, he squeezed through several people.

Looking at his unsmiling face as now, Tan Qingye couldn't hold back a chuckle.

That soft voice attracted Luo Xiyan's attention, and he paused at the tip of his pen.When his eyes moved over, he saw Tan Qingye smirking while looking at the photo of them when they were young.

The arc of the corner of the mouth touched Luo Xiyan's heartstrings, composing a restless melody in his heart.

Tan Qingye kept the photo and suddenly felt that this group was useful.

He returned the album, found the two photos that he had deleted in front of Luo Xiyan last time and was retrieved by him, cut off the corner of Luo Xiyan, and sent them to the group.

The author says:

This photo was taken when I was still a dog, in Chapter 17.

Remember this photo duck.