Pheromone dependence

On Friday morning, as soon as Yu Lan went to the classroom empty-handed and sat down, Xu Jiayan leaned over and said to him, "Tomorrow we will take the exam in Xiaoyue!"

Yu Lan didn't respond at all: "Oh."

Monthly exam, once every two weeks, a small-scale exam that many students are unwilling to face—no matter the process or the result of the exam, it is very painful.

But to Yu Lan, it was neither painful nor itchy.

Anyway, his grades are very stable every time, and his name must be among the bottom ten in the grade. As for the exact bottom number, it depends on the performance of other students.

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As an outstanding physical education student, Yu Lan has no idea about the culture test, and sometimes she just doesn't take the test.

Xu Jiayan is different from him. His grades in the class have always been in the middle, hovering around the undergraduate admissions line, and he is the easiest to be targeted by the teacher.

He didn't talk to Yu Lan all day long, buried his head in a temporary hug, swam in the ocean of knowledge and frantically reviewed.

Yu Lan lost a revolutionary comrade-in-arms who was not doing business, and was extremely bored, lying on the table and continuing to read his cartoons.

A gust of wind blew in from outside the window, rolled up a thin pink petal, and landed on his table with a wisp of light fragrance.

The first test is Chinese. It starts at 10:30 in the morning and ends at [-]:[-], two and a half hours.

With one hand in her trouser pocket, Yu Lan walked through the corridor and found her examination room.

He was wearing a short-sleeved summer school uniform, revealing a thin, overly white arm.

This is the first exam for the second year of high school entrance, and the exam room is arranged according to the final exam results of the previous semester.

Yu Lan walked into the classroom and took a look around, there were still those familiar faces and old friends.

——From the first year of high school, it was the tail of the rubbing crane, and the second year of high school was still the same group of people, basically unchanged.

Yu Lan glanced at her seat number, pulled out the chair, and sat down by the window.

He turned his head and looked out the window, thinking whether he should sleep for two days or hand in the test in advance to do something else.

"Hi Yulan!" Suddenly someone called him.

Yu Lan turned her head in a daze, and saw an unfamiliar face. He didn't remember any relationship with this person.

The man sat down on the table in front of him familiarly, and said gratefully: "Last time I copied your answer to the English multiple-choice question and scored 42 points!"

Yu Lan: "..."

As expected of a resident talent in their classroom, it is courageous to dare to copy his answers.

Yu Lan was silent for a few seconds, Gao Leng nodded, and said reservedly, "You're welcome."

After a while, everyone in the examination room arrived one after another, and there were a few omgeas in the classroom who had been secretly looking at Yu Lan.

Yu Lan could feel the gazes falling on him, but she didn't intend to pay any attention to him, since the day he became an alpha, he was used to being watched.

When it was almost eight o'clock, the invigilator came and handed out the Chinese papers, including three papers for the composition.

Yu Lan casually looked down at the paper, with a carbon pen twirling in her hand.His fingers are slender and flexible, and the black carbon pen seems to be spinning and dancing between his fingers, unable to fall off, casting colorful and flickering shadows on the table.

The exam bell rang in the classroom. Yu Lan unscrewed the cap of the pen, wrote her name and student number, and then looked at the snow-white scroll and meditated for a while.

He calmly wrote the previous fill-in-the-blank and multiple-choice questions. However, when he was able to write ancient poems silently, he always wrote the first half of the sentence but could not write the second half, so he became a little irritable. I don't even want to read the composition.

His patience has never been very good. He can't do this kind of boring and unrewarding thing, and he will get bored soon.

Yu Lan put on the cap of the pen, pushed the paper out, straightened her back, and sat on the chair for a while.

The invigilator immediately looked at him warily.

The sunlight gradually became stronger, and the light refracted through the glass was particularly dazzling. It fell on the young man's black and soft hair, with a layer of light golden color.

Yu Lan buried her head on the table, buried her face in her arms, and fell asleep until the next bell rang.

In the next math test, Zhou Mian and Yu Lan handed in the paper together.

The two walked out of the examination room almost at the same time.

——Zhou Mian handed in the papers ahead of time after finishing writing, and Yu Lan handed in the papers ahead of time after being blindsided.

Because the school divides the examination room according to the results of the second year of high school entrance, the two people are at the two extremes of the best and the worst, and the classrooms are also located in the south and the north.

When Yu Lan walked out of the examination room with her pockets in her pockets, there was no one in the corridor, and the students in the classroom were all busy writing.

Yu Lan's long legs dangled past the classroom window and walked to the toilet.

Then I heard the sound of splashing water inside.

Yu Lan glanced over casually, and her footsteps stopped suddenly.

... He saw Zhou Mian.

The boy bent down slightly, his legs stood straight, and the side body line drew a very beautiful arc.

He is washing his hands under the tap.

Zhou Mian has thin wrists, long fingers, fair skin and well-defined joints, which is indescribably beautiful.

Transparent drops of water fell drop by drop along his drooping fingertips, carrying an indescribable taste.

Another drop of water fell down, and Yu Lan unconsciously made a swallowing movement, her throat tightened inexplicably.

His eyes lightly fell on the back of Zhou Mian's neck. From Yu Lan's perspective, he could see a slender and fair curve.

Yu Lan knew that Alpha's glands were hidden under that layer of soft and delicate skin, and all the smells came from there.

It is the place where the fragrance of peach blossoms on Zhou Mian's body is the sweetest and richest.

...if only I could bite into it.

Yu Lan himself was startled by this thought in his mind, feeling a little uncomfortable. He rubbed his fingertips lightly, turned around and wanted to sneak away.

Pretend no one has been there.

Zhou Mian just turned off the water valve at this time, took out a dry paper towel, and at the same time inadvertently glanced sideways.

The two looked at each other properly.

Yu Lan: "..."

He clearly didn't do anything, but somehow he felt nervous about being caught on the spot.

Yu Lan stood stiffly on the spot, considering whether to turn her head away with a high-handed attitude, or to tease him with a cheap mouth like before.

Just when he was hesitating, Zhou Mian took the initiative to walk towards him.

"..." Yu Lan clearly felt that the hairs on the back of his neck were a little fried.

I don't know what's going on, since he smelled Zhou Mian's pheromone last time, and when he saw this person again, he always... couldn't control some of Alpha's instincts.

But Zhou Mian is clearly also an alpha, which is so strange.

Zhou Mian asked, "Have you handed in the paper?"

Yu Lan nodded, and replied confidently, "I'm done."

As for how many points to give, that is the matter of the marking teacher.

Zhou Mian didn't say anything, but said lightly: "Yes. There is an exam in the afternoon, go back early and rest."

Then brushed past him.

Yu Lan suddenly thought that Zhou Mian never seemed to get angry in front of him, or even lose face.

Even if he went too far last time, when the two meet again, Zhou Mian is still gentle and calm.

It reminded him of some kind of jade with warm and delicate texture and cold temperature.

Yu Lan couldn't help opening her mouth: "I..."

The word was bitten lightly, and Yu Lan was not sure if he had made a sound, but Zhou Mian heard it, stopped and turned around, making a nice nasal sound: "Huh?"

Yu Lan didn't know what he wanted to say.

Facing Zhou Mian's uncontrollable abnormal reaction in the past few days, he felt very at a loss.

Never had it before.

Yu Lan's Adam's apple rolled, her voice was hoarse: "It's okay, it's nothing."

Zhou Mian didn't speak, but looked at him for a few seconds with dark eyes under long eyelashes, turned and left before Yu Lan could speak again.

Seeing him walking away, Yu Lan let out a long breath.

At the end of the two-day exam, during the evening self-study, the classroom was full of complaints: "This time the math is too difficult, I didn't do the last few small questions of the next two big questions, is this the second year of high school mathematics! I just shut myself up."

"Don't talk about it, I feel that I may have done wrong three-dimensional geometry."

"Ahhh, the letter girl is willing to give me seven days without dinner in exchange for a pass in physics!!"

Yu Lan heard the mourning of the classmates in the class, and she couldn't resonate with them at all.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same - as a scumbag who only takes 30 points in the test each time, the difficulty of the test paper has nothing to do with him, and Yu Lan doesn't feel the slightest turmoil in her heart.

During the last evening self-study, Xu Jiayan turned to look at his deskmate, and saw Yu Lan writing something quickly.

He leaned over curiously, and saw this sentence at a glance: "I have a deep understanding of #[email protected], please?&* supervise my performance, from now on @#?%..."

A few words were written too abstractly, like a dog crawling, and it was impossible to see what was written.

Oh shit, Xu Jiayan thought to himself, a freshly released review paper!

——Tomorrow is the favorite Monday again. As a resident vvvvip member who is a regular project of the flag-raising ceremony, Yu Lan's "speech draft" has not yet been finished.

Xu Jiayan remembered that he had sworn a few days ago that he had said "reform" for a week, and then turned around and started to go back to his old business again. He couldn't help laughing, but he didn't dare to provoke Yu Lan, so he cleared his throat and asked, "What's wrong with you?" How many words do you need to write?"

"Three thousand." Yu Lan said without raising her head.

"How much have you written?"

"Two thousand and five." Yu Lan moved her fingers, and said vaguely: "I'll finish writing soon."

Xu Jiayan clenched his fists: "Come on!"

Early the next morning, the flag-raising ceremony began on time.

Zhou Mian did not give a speech this time, nor was he a flag bearer, standing at the front of the class.

When Yu Lan walked out of the class holding the self-criticism book, her gaze casually glanced over and saw a girl standing beside Zhou Mian.

They seem to be members of the student union too, quite white and beautiful, the two of them don't know what they're talking about, they're a little close.

Yu Lan paused, looked away lightly, and walked up to the rostrum expressionlessly.

I don't know what's going on, but today's school bully seems to be in a low mood, without the arrogance of "even if Dad comes up to read the review, you have to applaud me".

With a weary expression, Yu Lan read the [-]-word self-criticism in a calm manner, and then announced, "It's over."

He turned around and stepped down.

"..." Scattered applause sounded belatedly below.

Yu Lan threw the review paper into the trash can, lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

When going down the steps, he didn't pay attention to stepping on the air. He suddenly lost weight, leaned forward, and his arms flapped twice in the air, ready to start a free fall.

"Be careful."

He staggered down a few steps, and at the last moment, he missed the ground, instead, he threw himself firmly into the arms of a person—almost smashed into it with a bang.

Yu Lan subconsciously hugged the man's body with both hands, and forced her entire face to cover his chest. Before Yu Lan stood up, a scent that was almost breathtaking lingered in her nostrils.

Elegant and fragrant, like a season of peach blossoms in full bloom.

...It's Zhou Mian.

Yu Lan stood up straight as if struck by lightning.