Get your pheromones

Xiao Lin's words successfully gave Rong Shiyi some ideas.

He was going to pick a good time to ask Song Ci carefully.

So, when he smelled the same Omega pheromone on Song Ci for the third time, he pulled the man over and asked:

"Did you meet any new friends recently, Omega?"

Song Ci's expression didn't change, he just raised his hand to rub his hair:

"No."

Looking at the dog, Rong Shiyi narrowed his eyes slightly.

But Rong Shiyi is not a messy person,? Song Ci said that he would believe without him, and would not think about those messy things.

Until he smelled Omega pheromone on Song Ci for the fourth time.

He even smelled that this Omega was osmanthus cake this time!

He is sure now,? Song Ci must have something to hide from him.

But Holmes still couldn't find the answer in the end, because Song Ci was sent by the school to Dongcheng for training before he found an opportunity.

The seat next to him was empty, so Xiao Lin moved back to occupy the seat in the main palace.

After Yun Qingqing left, Class Ten also ushered in their new head teacher.

The new teacher is a gold medal teacher who just finished the last senior year of high school. He is a serious middle-aged man.He used to only teach the first three classes, but this time, I don't know what the director told him. He came to be the class teacher for the tenth class for the first time.

The teacher in charge is Wu Jiang. He is rigid and strict. Like Yun Qingqing, he also teaches Chinese.

Rong Shiyi continued to be his Chinese class representative. Every time he gave him homework, he was asked to recite the text, and if he couldn't recite it, he would be fined to copy it ten times.This directly caused this person to be able to memorize long classical Chinese texts that he didn't even want to read before.

The avenues on the campus of the No. [-] Middle School were covered with golden fallen leaves, and the trees on both sides had only bare branches, and were covered by falling snow.

This is the first snow in Jiangcheng this year.

There was a bit of noise outside the window,? I don’t know if it was the students from the second year or the first year of high school rushing out of the teaching building and playing in the open space.

Xiao Lin took a look and enviously said:

"That's great,? They're going to be on vacation in a few days, and we still have to go to class. It's so annoying."

"Who says it's not." Rong Shiyi sighed.

"Hey, when will Song Ci come back?"

Xiao Lin looked out of the window for a while and asked.

Song Ci seldom came to class this semester. It seemed that there was some kind of competition, Rong Shiyi didn't understand it, and didn't bother to ask.

"I don't know." Rong Shiyi yawned, lying on the table and drawing something:

"Our family is so busy that we couldn't get in touch for several days. I almost forgot that I still have a boyfriend."

"Why? Break up directly!" Xiao Lin joked, and then noticed his movements:

"Hey, what are you drawing?"

Rong Shiyi suddenly blocked the paper on his desk with his arm:

"Go away, I won't show you."

"Fuck, you're hiding something from me now, what's there that you don't dare to let me know? Are you secretly writing a love letter to a younger sister or younger brother? There's something wrong, Rongrong."

"Are you bored?"

Rong Shiyi was so annoyed by him that he finally handed him the paper to read.

This is a preliminary design drawing.

Although he couldn't tell what it was, Xiao Lin was greatly shocked.

"What's this?"

"Obviously, it's a sketch."

Rong Shiyi took the paper back and added two more strokes:

"Song Ci's birthday is next week, and I'll give him a whole present."

"Song Ci is not in Dongcheng, how can you give it to him?"

"There is something called express delivery, and the store I'm looking for is in Dongcheng, and it will definitely be delivered on the same day."

"You have never given me a gift so seriously."

"Is the skin I bought every year fed to the dog?"

"It's different!" Xiao Lin wanted to argue, but after thinking about it, he and Song Ci had nothing to argue about, anyway, they couldn't argue.

So he stopped the topic in time, and said:

"So what the hell is this? Can't get it, let me see the head office?"

"In a few days, I haven't drawn this picture yet, you want to see if it's too embarrassing for me?"

Xiao Lin nodded, looking forward to it from this moment.

For no other reason, he really wanted to know what his family Rong Rong would produce in the end after such a big battle for the first time.

Xiao Lin looked forward to it for a week, and finally waited for Rong Shiyi's video in a self-study class next week.

Seeing the two big boys getting together, Su Jinyou on one side also became curious, and leaned over to watch with them.

After the demonstration video sent by the store was over, she was speechless.

She looked at the two straight men who were so excited, but finally chose to shut up silently and returned to her seat.

After Xiao Lin finished watching it, he was so excited to read it again, and directly threw himself into the ground:

"Damn, it's cool, I like it so much."

"What do you like, I..."

"What are you looking at?"

While the two were bowing their heads and chatting, someone suddenly patted Rong Shiyi on the shoulder.

Hearing this voice, Rong Shiyi was shocked.

Sure enough, it was Wu Jiang.

So the representative of the Chinese class who watched the video madly in the self-study class was taken out by the head teacher.

Wu Jiang took him to his office, and first took a few of his texts, and it turned out that the little brat could recite them quite fluently, and this brought about his study problems.

After Song Ci left, the No. [-] class in class [-] had indeed become Rong Shiyi, but that wasn't what Wu Jiang saw.

He took a grade list and put it in front of Rong Shiyi:

"Your logic is a bit ugly."

Wu Jiang has always spoken so directly, Rong Shiyi sighed:

"I also want to give it the whole body. Isn't this a lack of energy."

Wu Jiang seemed a little speechless. After a while, he suddenly mentioned:

"Song Ci has been training in Dongcheng this semester. He is very good. When the results of the competition come out after a while, he can basically be guaranteed to be admitted to University A."

Rong Shiyi was stunned for a moment:

"real??"

University A is the top university in the country, and it is too good to be recommended.

But his dog's grades are so good, wouldn't it be safe to get in without a recommendation?

He may be a little more proud than Song Ci himself, and he almost wrote the words "my family is amazing" on his face.

Wu Jiang might be a little surprised by his reaction.

Of course, his original intention was not just to make Rong Shiyi happy here, so he paused, nodded, and said tactfully:

"Well, the gap between you and him may be a bit big, don't you want to catch up?"

Wu Jiang's words can be regarded as awakening the dreamer.

Rong Shiyi was a little confused.

Wu Jiang poured chicken soup for his soul for ten minutes, but Rong Shiyi didn't listen carefully, his mind was full of the question Wu Jiang raised.

Good guy, A major, if you give him another three years, he won't pass the exam, what can he do to catch up.

He's really not that smart.

Sometimes, Song Ci knew the answer at a glance, and he had to work hard for a long time to figure it out, and it might be wrong.

If Song Ci went to University A, where would he go?

Rong Shiyi has never considered the question of "in the future". He sat at his desk at night and thought about it for a long time. up".

Good guy, he couldn't get into any of the universities near University A, and eight out of ten long-distance couples broke up.

Rong Shiyi felt a dark cloud above his head.

While he was in a daze, a video invitation popped up on his phone.

Rong Shiyi was taken aback, and after clicking on the connection, a familiar person appeared on the screen.

Song Ci wore thin-rimmed glasses and was spinning a pen in his hand, as if he was writing a question.

Rong Shiyi took a look at him:

"What are you doing?"

"Writing a topic."

"All right tonight?"

"Ah."

Song Ci propped his chin and looked at him across the screen for a while, then suddenly asked:

"Aren't you happy?"

"You have seen it all."

Rong Shiyi sighed, he didn't like to keep things in his heart, so he said:

"Today, Lao Wu told me that you were recommended to University A, so I took a look. I can't go to any of the universities near University A."

Seeing that he seemed really unhappy, Song Ci bent his lips and comforted him:

"It's only four years, and we have many more four years in the future."

Rong Shiyi sat up and counted for him with her fingers:

"Four years? You can't go to graduate school after finishing your undergraduate degree? What if you are too good and then do a combined master's and doctoral degree? How many years has it been?"

"I don't like studying that much either."

Song Ci was amused by him:

"At worst, I'll put you in my pocket."

"Come on, time is what I'm worried about." Rong Shiyi sighed:

"Now we are both in Jiangcheng, both in the third middle school, but when you go to a better environment and meet better people in the future, our thoughts will not be at the same level. Let me tell you how many games I won today, you Tell me what competition you participated in and what kind of research you did, and you can’t even talk together, no matter how much you like it.”

Sometimes, he sees things really clearly.

Rong Shiyi finished speaking with a bit of sadness, and suddenly came back to himself, and dispersed the dark clouds by himself:

"What do I want to do? Let's talk about it later. When are you coming back?"

This person's thinking is so jumpy that sometimes Song Ci can't keep up with his speed.

He took off his glasses and thought for a while:

"One month, I may not be able to celebrate your birthday with you."

"It's okay, I can't accompany you either."

When Rong Shiyi said this, he originally wanted to keep it a secret, but in the end he couldn't help it, and gave Song Ci a spoiler:

"Hey, I have prepared a gift for you, it will arrive tomorrow."

"Gift?" Hearing this, Song Ci raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile:

"what gift?"

"I won't tell you."

"You did it?"

"I designed it myself. After working on it for a long time, Datou Xiao agreed after reading it. If you don't like it, I will shoot you to death."

After Rong Shiyi finished speaking, he felt that he couldn't help but slip up when talking with Song Ci, so he waved to him quickly:

"Goodbye, goodbye, I'm studying, come back soon!"

After all, Song Ci hung up crisply and neatly.

"Brother Song, are you calling your partner again?"

Song Ci's roommate poked his head out and asked.

"Well, I was hanged up, I am so miserable."

Song Ci put away the phone half-jokingly, and suddenly remembered a verse:

"Today you said I have a courier?"

"Well, the store sent us downstairs directly. Brother Ren arrived, and suddenly said that he had delivered it a day earlier and wanted to take it back. It was so cold that he had to go here. I thought it would be okay to give it away a day earlier. I got it back for you. Here it is, here."

The roommate got up from the chair, took a box from under the table and handed it to him:

"What is it? It has to arrive tomorrow."

"Probably a birthday present from my boyfriend."

Song Ci took the box and placed it on the table.

The roommate became excited when he heard this, and he hurried over:

"What, let me see."

There was an unstoppable smile in Song Ci's eyes. He opened the box and found another box, a note and a small button inside.

There is only one line on the note:

"Please turn off the lights first."

"Good meeting, I have to turn off the lights, come on."

The roommate hurried over to turn off the overhead light, and Song Ci turned off the desk lamp without any hassle. The room was plunged into darkness, and the atmosphere was full.

Song Ci paused with his fingertips and opened the box.

In fact, when Rong Shiyi said that the gift was designed by himself, Song Ci didn't have any particularly high expectations.

It's not disgusting, it's simply because he knows his family's Rongrong too well.

This person is too straightforward. Last time Rong Zhiqing celebrated his birthday, Song Ci accompanied him to pick out lipsticks, and it took him a long time to dissuade this person from buying Barbie fans.

The expectations were not high, so the moment Song Ci opened the box, he found that it wasn't that bad.

The box is full of red roses, surrounded by some star lights, which reflect some warm light on the red color, which is very moving.

There is also a small card next to the rose:

"Push the button."

"Wow." The roommate only had two words of envy:

"It's so romantic."

However, this romance was shattered the moment Song Ci pressed the button.

Song Ci should not let his guard down easily.

The moment he pressed the button, the originally dark dormitory was illuminated by a layer of colorful glare, with red, orange, yellow, green and blue flashing alternately.

Suddenly a small box rose from the rose box.

The small box slowly opened during the process of rising, revealing the two little figures inside.

The two thumb-sized painted clay figurines were wearing No. [-] Middle School uniforms, with crooked noses and slanted eyes. We could only tell from the color of their hair that they represented Rong Shiyi and Song Ci.

The two embraced each other's shoulders, circling in circles in the box, and at the same time there was a burst of electricity from the music box, and then a happy birthday song was presented.

Colorful glare lights, birthday songs, and villains who keep circling in the box.

Ridiculous and reasonable.

Song Ci looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and helplessly held his forehead.

I really have you, Rongrong.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-19?03:58:29~2021-10-20?03:40:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: -??(?????)?1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Qiyue? 10 bottles; -??(?????)? 5 bottles; a small dumpling? 3 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard