My wife is a top alpha, what should I do

"You are so kind?"

Song Yu thought he heard it wrong,? A while ago, he looked like a rooster with fried hair, but today he suddenly wilted?

Rong Shi's face was calm: "Helping others is the pleasure, the responsibility is,? It should be."

"What kind of responsibility do you have?" Song Yu sneered, the more he did this, the more he didn't believe it, "You want to give up the competition?"

Rong Shi: "Yes."

With whom?

Song Yu leaned closer to him, lowered his voice, "Did he say something to you?"

Approaching suddenly, the cold light fragrance accompanied by the faint smell of alcohol filled Rongshi's nose, but when he sniffed carefully, he couldn't smell the aroma of alcohol anymore.

The light fragrance should be the smell of Song Yu's toiletries, which is better than the taste of designing mechs.

Rong Shi: "I didn't say anything, I just suddenly realized."

Song Yu—a question mark on his forehead: "What did you realize?"

Rong Shi: "For a person like me who is destined not to have a wife, it's better not to delay him."

Song Yu: "..."

What the hell is this stimulating?

Song Yu: "You suddenly have no fighting spirit,? Am I bored?"

Rong Shi: "..."

Is it more fragrant to grab?Are you three years old?

After class, I will go to Qianfan's office to deliver materials.

When he walked out of the teaching building, he tilted his head and looked at Song Yu with a serious expression: "Think about it yourself, the reply is free today, and the price will be charged according to the quotation from tomorrow."

Song Yu: "...a quotation?"

Rong Shi: "I can't give away his information for nothing."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Yu to figure it out, he turned around and walked towards the Political and Education Office.

Soong Yu was left behind—personally messy in the spring breeze.

When Rong Shi said to withdraw from the competition, he didn't believe a word, but the other party did hold a lot of information about Tutu.

It's absolutely safe to refuse, but you won't get any information from Tutu.

The risk is high if you agree, but maybe you can know something about Tutu.

Want to bet?

Walking through the corridor, from the corner of the eye, I saw Song Yu still standing there, Rong Shi half-closed his eyes, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

Not to mention anything else, with so many years of friendship, how can he be the only one who has a headache?

As the evening approached, the sunset glow shone on Qianfan's desk through the office window.

When Rong Shi knocked on the door and went in, he saw a stack of documents piled up in his hand, and he was buried in the approval process.

"—Don't worry too much when you're old." Rong Shi put the documents brought over on his desk, and sat down across the desk.

Qian Fan rubbed his eyebrows, pretended to be angry and said: "If you don't make trouble for me, I will definitely be able to relax a lot!"

Yong Si: "I've been very honest recently."

"Say it again?" Qian Fan laughed back angrily, "I don't know who secretly held a mecha design competition in Star Wars. Do you know how many people ask me for you every day?"

Yong Si: "I'm just a layman."

Qian Fan's voice was cool, "But people just like you as a striker."

Rong Shi: "..."

The document sent this time is the activity plan for the new students in the next month, planned by the student union, and reported to the dean for approval.

It is said to be approval, but it is just a formality, basically it is what the student union decides to do.

Qian Fan flipped through two pages, and suddenly remembered another thing. He opened the lower left drawer, and there was a separate folder inside.

"Take it and have a look." Qian Fan handed it to him, "You heard about this last time, it's about the fact that the Royal Academy and our military academy will jointly host the Star Survival Competition."

Rong Shi took it over and opened it, and the first page was a red-headed document, notifying the military academy to organize the selection of personnel to participate in the competition at the Royal Academy.

There are many requirements for the selection of personnel below. In the ten points, they must either have special skills, have good grades, or have a background. Anyway, the "three noes" personnel declined.

"We're not willing to unite yet!" Qian Fan snorted angrily, "They're really used to so many demands."

Said to be a union, the military academy does not have any rights, and the implementation of all competitions is in the hands of the Royal Academy. All they can do is to find the best students and send them all the way to the Imperial City to be abused by the noble children of the Royal Academy. .

"You and Song Yu must participate." Qian Fan added.

When I heard about this last time, I was thinking, this is a good opportunity to go to the imperial capital, and I have to think about how to participate in this competition without alarming anyone.

There is no need to find an excuse to participate now, but the other party forces them to participate, which is a bit subtle.

Rong Shi: "Did you explain the reason?"

Qian Fan threw the documents in his hand on the table and leaned against the back of the chair: "Because you ranked first in the monthly exam."

It's a bit mixed when it's time to mix, but every time I can mix it to the first place where the quality is not good.

This saves trouble, when he opened the time item, the start time happened to be the day when he and Song Yu had an appointment to fight.

Looks like this has to be postponed.

The competition venue was set up on the A08 satellite near the imperial capital, a third-level danger zone, and it was a desolate star often used by the Royal Academy as an event venue.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qian Fan thought he was unhappy.

"I rejected this, but the attitude of the higher-ups is tough. This competition will be used to review the educational achievements of the military academy in the past two years. You must be mentally prepared to go. I will try my best to help you get benefits."

Rong Shi: "Above?"

Qianfan scratched his hair irritably: "On the top."

Qian Fan's father, Qian Li, was one of the top three generals, even though he is retired now, he still has a very strong say in the military department.

Things that even Qian Fan can't do anything about, don't need him to say, Rong Shi can guess some of them.

If it was the royal family, then the opponent's target should not be him.

Rong Shi: "Then let's participate, I don't want to embarrass you."

Qian Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but joked on his face: "Yo, so obedient?"

Rong Shi: "If you let you grow two more white hairs, Professor Qin will definitely take me to his laboratory for tea."

"Where do you go for tea?"

Just as he was talking, Qin Lin opened the door and came in with a thermos in his hand.

"Fanfan, I brought soup, drink some before work."

"You're so old, isn't it nasty?" Qian Fan laughed and cursed, and got up obediently to greet him.

Qin Lin: "The meat is old, it won't numb anymore."

Now Qian Fan was really angry: "You fucking think I'm old?"

Qin Lin: "...I don't, don't talk nonsense."

Listening to their daily bickering, Rong Shi's brows and eyes softened, and the little hairy face of the kitten flashed before his eyes unconsciously.

He once imagined that the most happy ending between him and the kitten would be nothing more than such ordinary happiness.

Now he fantasizes that the best ending for him and the kitten is that the two of them hold hands and are carried into the hospital together as patients.

Qin Lin waved to Rongshi: "When I was young, you can also drink some, today's soup is light, and you won't have a nosebleed after drinking it."

Rong Shi: "..."

Rong Shi got up: "No need, there's still something to do later."

Qian Fan sipped the soup, jokingly said: "They all have wives, don't be shy, drink soup to replenish your body."

Rong Shi: "..."

The wife who opened the blind box is just a decoration, and it can't be used. What's the point?

Rong Shi: "Let's drink it for someone like you who has a husband."

Qian Fan: "..." You brat!

When he opened the door, he suddenly thought of something and looked at Qin Lin.

"Professor, if you are free recently, I would like to take Mianmian to visit your place."

The last time I had 01 give me a Mianmian physical examination, it showed that all the indicators were slightly off.

The effects of stopping the drug gradually came out.

"Okay, just tell me one day in advance." Qin Lin agreed, "Mianmian is not feeling well?"

Rong Shi didn't elaborate: "Then this Saturday, I want to measure his body index."

Ordinary physical examination AI can do the physical examination, and there is no need to go to the research institute for examination.

Qianfan suppressed this question, but didn't ask it out.

In the evening, Rong Shi sat at the desk, flipping through the physics exercise book that Jiang Huai gave him.

No matter how many times I read it, or even finished all the questions in the original book, I still didn't get any clues.

Was it really just given to the wrong person?

Rong Shi recalled Jiang Huai's expression at that time, although there was no flaw, his intuition told him that there were secrets in this exercise book.

"01, where's the scan result?"

[The scan showed normal, no strange substances. 】

After thinking about it for a long time without a clue, the terminal suddenly rang.

Seeing that it was a special attention object from Star Wars, he scratched it away.

【Tutu, are you coming at night? ] This is the first time that the kitten asked him whether he was online or not.

Time to reply to the past.

【Come right away. 】

As soon as he played the game, Rong Shi's hand was held.

The kitten seems to know where he will choose to log in, and has been waiting here for a long time.

After thinking about Song Yu and the kitten completely apart, Rong Shi successfully let himself go.

There is no way to hold hands after meeting, so it is better to enjoy the last few days of doomsday carnival.

Rong Shi shook his hand and opened a training room casually: "How do you know I'm here?"

The kitten smiled, "Based on our tacit understanding for so many years, it's not difficult to guess."

Going to the imperial city to participate in a competition, Rong Shi thought of Song Yu's three-legged cat kung fu, and planned to give him a special training.

Although he doesn't intend to win any awards, his kitten must not be bullied.

"Tutu, you—"

"I recently learned—a new set of self-defense techniques—"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Rong Shi: "You speak first."

The kitten said cautiously: "Has anyone been pestering you lately? Like that big, black-haired, hideous alpha?"

Rong Shi: "..."

You are the one with the hideous face.

Rongshi was silent for two seconds at the right time, sat down cross-legged, with a melancholy expression on his face: "It used to be, but now it's gone."

The kitten immediately sat down next to him: "Before? Who? Why is it gone now?"

Seeing the kitten's curious eyes from the corner of the eye, Rong Shi said softly, "I'm a bamboo horse, he's tall and handsome, he's always been the most perfect alpha in my mind—"

"Just him?" Kitty disliked it to death, "Tutu, you need to enlarge your vision, don't just limit yourself to your neighbors, his kind can only be considered qualified at best, it has nothing to do with being perfect."

Rong Shi: "..."

Rong Shi sighed, and continued: "Two days ago he suddenly said that he would never love again and wanted to keep a distance from me. What do you mean by that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the kitten's eyes were bright, and his whole face was radiant.

Kitten: "He really said that?"

Rong Shi nodded slowly: "Yeah."

Kitten: "Great!"

Rong Shi: "OK?"

"Cough, it's better to keep some distance between adult omega and alpha." The kitten hugged his shoulder and leaned closer, "It's not your fault, don't need to be sad."

Rong Shi: "..." You are quite close.

Not long after going offline, Rongshi heard a knock on the dormitory door.

Before he walked out of the bedroom, the terminal rang, and it was expected to be sent by Song Yu.

"Old man, open the door!"

Rong Shi stayed on the word "old man" for two more seconds, turned off the terminal and walked out.

"If you don't sleep at night, why are you knocking on the door?" Rong Shi's face was sullen, and his voice was very weak.

Song Yu: "I agree to what you said."

Rong Shi glanced at the time: "It's past 12 o'clock now."

Song Yu: "You can set the price as you like."

Rong Shi nodded, feeling very good.

The fish is hooked and slaughtered.

The author has something to say: Rong Tutu: I'm not a wife anyway, so it's okay to tease her a bit.

later--

Rong Tutu: Brat~ Don’t ignore me~

It will be updated earlier tomorrow night to make up for the missing words today.