Get your pheromones

Rong Shiyi didn't know why so many people were looking at him.

He was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't think much about it. He locked Song Ci's position and walked over there.

Song Ci was talking to the physical education teacher, Rong Shiyi didn't want to go up and disturb him, so he waited for a while until the two of them finished talking before going over and tugging at Song Ci's sleeve:

"Song Ci, come with me."

Rong Shiyi didn't want to apologize with so many eyes around her, it was too awkward! !

But who would have thought that when he said this, the physical education teacher who hadn't left beside him whistled to him and Song Ci with a strange expression, and gave him a thumbs up by the way.

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Rong Shiyi felt that everything that happened around him today was extremely strange.

He dragged Song Ci to a small corridor beside the playground. There were some ivy hanging around here, which separated the sight of those people in the distance a bit, and Rong Shiyi felt more at ease.

Song Ci leaned against the pillar behind him, glanced at the cherry blossom drink in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Don't you want to drink these?"

Another fanboy fangirl gave it to him, yet he still accepted it.

"Yeah, I don't drink."

Rong Shiyi raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, turned his eyes away, looked up at the graffiti on the corridor, and handed him the drink:

"It's for you."

These three words popped out, and the atmosphere between the two froze for a moment, terribly embarrassed.

Song Ci looked at the bottle, then raised his eyes to Rong Shiyi, and raised his eyebrows slightly inexplicably.

Rong Shiyi added very unnaturally:

"I said behind your back this morning that it was my fault. I didn't mean anything else. Don't be angry."

He was uncomfortable all over, and he was holding the powder for a long time without being picked up by anyone, so he took it back angrily:

"You're used to it, don't forget it."

"Who said no."

Song Ci grabbed the drink before he took it back.He looked down at the bottle for a while, and laughed twice.

He originally wanted to tease Rong Shiyi whether he was confessing to himself, but for some reason, he didn't want to poke it out for a while, so he swallowed the words back.

The advertisement for this drink went viral a few days ago, attracting a group of young couples to show their love and confess their love. It was also dubbed "Confession Juice".Everyone knows that giving this thing is [-]% a courtship.

Take this apology, it really belongs to him.

"Tell me, who gave you an idea."

Song Ci didn't think this would be written by Rong Shiyi alone.

"Grapefruit." Rong Shiyi was very honest.

"Grapefruit? Su Jinyou?" Song Ci smiled inexplicably, and looked up at him faintly:

"It's so intimate."

"Isn't it normal? We are all friends. Isn't it very close when I call you?"

"What did you call me?"

"Dog Song Ci."

After Rong Shiyi finished a big event, his tense mood relaxed:

"Take my drink and I'll take it as you accept the apology, next time you have to give me a lecture. Don't waste time with you, the big head asked me to play ball."

"Yeah." Song Ci paused, feeling that he still needs to be reminded, so he shook the things in his hand:

"Remember, don't give this to others next time."

"I know, I know, why are you acting like a princess?"

Rong Shiyi didn't think about anything else, but thought that Song Ci was some kind of strange habit of "what I have that others can't have":

"I don't have anyone else to give it to me. I'll just give it to you. I'll go first."

He waved at Song Ci and walked out of the corridor by himself.

Song Ci stood there without moving, only watching the little red hair go away.

He looked at the bottle in his hand again, feeling a little helpless.

People can be so stupid, it really depends on talent.

Over there, as soon as Rong Shiyi went out, he was stared at from all directions, making his whole body uncomfortable.

These people are really, what's wrong.

At this time, there are not only Class Ten taking physical education class, but also Class Eight, and there are students from lower grades and Omega elective courses further away.

They stared straight at the corridor and waited to eat melons. After a while, they saw the little red-haired man coming out alone.

"I'll go, the confession juice in his hand is gone."

"Send it out?"

A group of people watched eagerly. After Rong Shiyi, another slender young man walked out of the corridor slowly as if taking a walk.

Careful people noticed that his eyes had been glued to Rong Shiyi's body. After a few minutes, he raised his hand, unscrewed the bottle of pink drink in his hand and took a sip.

"He drank it! Sister, my heart is dead."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Lever L L L L L L t t t h e t i o n t h i t i o n t h i t i o n t i o u t i o n a school.

"You can love! Why can't you love? The school bully showed his love in public. He's so bold. He loves him so much."

Rong Shiyi himself knew nothing about his love story with Song Ci.

He trotted back to the basketball court to play with Xiao Lin and the others, but when he went there, a group of tall boys surrounded the basketball hoop, and it seemed that there was a conflict.

"Damn it, who is it? Your family opened this basketball court. Who are you showing it to?"

Sloppy is holding a basketball in his arms, and is standing in front of class ten, arguing with the person opposite him.

Rong Shiyi pushed aside the crowd and squeezed to the front, just about to ask what happened, when Xiao Lin stopped her.

Xiao Lin understood him, so he lowered his voice and explained:

"It's from Class [-]. We played well in the first half, but they asked us to give way, saying they wanted to play the whole game."

"Isn't there a venue next to it?" Rong Shiyi frowned.

"The basket is broken and hasn't been repaired."

"Hey, the school bullies are calling, want to fight?"

Someone from class [-] noticed the red hair, so he stood forward.

This man had short mohawk-style hair, and Rong Shiyi remembered that his name was Yu Xun.This person is inexplicable, seems to always find Rong Shiyi not pleasing to the eye, and the previous few encounters between the two ended in an unpleasant situation.

Rong Shiyi didn't bother to pay attention to his sarcasm, and only talked about the facts:

"Brothers, there are not many of you, can't you play halftime?"

"We want to have a more formal competition within the class, so I'm wronging you." Yu Xun shrugged.

"Damn it, why? You don't deserve the noble class [-] at halftime? You drove us away, where the hell are we going?"

Ma Hu slapped the basketball in his arms hard on the ground, making a dull sound on the ground.

"Why don't I trouble you to make room, why are you so angry." Yu Xun clicked his tongue twice:

"Hey, I suddenly remembered. Did your class get kicked out by the cultural festival? Laughing dead, there is no room to play, so let's save it for more reading, otherwise this time it's a cultural festival, maybe next time the sports meeting will be all over the place." I won't play with you anymore."

"That's right, there's nothing you can do in your class other than a few bastards who can fight and scare people. Think about it, you can only play ball. Otherwise, what are you doing? Study? The school keeps this class to reduce Social trash hahahahahahaha..."

There were some people in the eighth class who laughed and chimed in.

The matter of the cultural festival touched the pain point of the Shiban people, and no one refuted it for a while.

"Oh shit."

Rong Shiyi couldn't help swearing, he clenched his fist, and wanted to hit Yu Xun's face twice now.

"Rongrong!"

"Little Red."

But just as Rong Shiyi was about to go, Xiao Lin grabbed him, and another voice stopped him.

Yun Qingqing carried a lot of milk tea in her hand, she put the milk tea on the ground, and walked to Class Ten by herself.

She is not tall, thin and small, but when she stands in front of her students, she gives people a very reliable feeling:

"Students, the students in our class come first. If you want a bigger venue, you can talk about it. Isn't it inappropriate to engage in discrimination?"

Although Yu Xun and the others were arrogant, Yun Qingqing was the teacher. When they met her, they restrained somewhat, but their attitude was still not good:

"Little teacher, what we are telling is the truth. Don't meddle in the matters between the students, right?"

"I'm the head teacher of Class Ten. I think what you said just now was a little too much. I hope you can apologize to my students."

Yun Qingqing is an Omega, but when she faces two or three Alpha boys who are much taller than him, she does not lose her momentum at all.

"The little teacher who just graduated is fun."

Yu Xun laughed twice:

"Poor students are poor students. The school's resources cannot be distributed fairly. Just like a cultural festival, garbage should be moved out of the way. Am I wrong? Why do I have to apologize?"

"I won't treat you today..."

"Well, that makes sense."

Before Rong Shiyi finished speaking, she was interrupted by a lazy voice.

Song Ci just went to smoke a cigarette, and when he came back, he saw these two groups of people were at war and didn't know what they were doing. He came over to take a look, and just heard Yu Xun's words.He walked over slowly, and when passing by, the classmates took the initiative to make way for him.

Song Ci walked slowly to Rong Shiyi's side, put his arm on his shoulder, and then raised his chin at Yu Xun:

"A poor student is a poor student? If you can say such a thing, you must have excellent grades. But if I remember correctly, you don't seem to be the number one in the third middle school. Who is it, tsk, let me think about it?"

Saying that, Song Ci pretended to think about it seriously, then raised a nasty smile, with a slight tail tune:

"Ah, it turned out to be me."

Depend on.

Originally, Rong Shiyi was still furious, but when he heard this sentence, he lost all anger.

It is worthy of Song Ci.

Yu Xun couldn't hold back for a moment.

He was the one who wanted to use the grades first to overwhelm others, but if you think about it carefully, how much better is Class [-] compared to Class [-]?

He clenched his fist and was about to retort, but Song Ci stopped him with a look.

Song Ci held back the smile at the corners of his lips, his eyes were cold, and his whole body was filled with the oppressive feeling inherent in a powerful Alpha.

At that moment, Yu Xun could only smell a very aggressive smell of spirits, the pheromone was so scary that he staggered for a moment.

Song Ci just looked at him condescendingly, like a predator at the top of the food chain showing its fangs to the offender.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Get out of the way, trash?"