AA mutual teasing notes

The rainy season came a little earlier this year.

The library windows were open, and the wind and rain blew in, wrapped in flower petals, and spread the floor in pieces.

Yan Qi glanced out, closed the window, and leaned against the bookshelf into the shadows.

Shen Qing poked her head next door, then retracted: "President, they seem to be talking about you."

"Ok?"

Yan Qi looked out from the gap in the bookshelf.

On both sides of the self-study table by the window sat several students facing each other, both men and women.

He took a quick glance, only to see an acquaintance among a bunch of unfamiliar faces, Lin Jiayu, the study committee member of the same class.

Lin Jiayu covered his face with a book in his hand, and said mysteriously, "Have you heard? Those two have split! Both are Alpha."

It sounds like a sentence without beginning and end, and it is not clear which key word the others are grasping to crack the code: "Could it be that you are talking about President Yan and...?"

"Ye." Lin Jiayu nodded affirmatively.

"real?!"

The students who were far away moved their chairs over: "Is the news reliable?"

"It's about what happened last night." Lin Jiayu continued, "Just grab any boy in the same dormitory building as them and ask them, they will know."

"I happened to go to the balcony to dry clothes, and saw a crowd of people escaping from the opposite building, all wearing pajamas and shorts. I didn't know that I thought there was an earthquake!"

Yan Qi heard him speak vividly, raised the corners of his mouth in a shallow arc, and continued to read his book.

Then Shen Qing continued: "President, you and God Ye are really good. They split up at the same time in the middle of the night, and the pheromones were still fighting. It was scary. Last night, the dean brought the security team over and couldn't get into the dormitory. I have been waiting all night."

"I didn't expect that either." Yan Qi said.

When he was splitting up, in his sleep, he sensed another wave of pheromone and instinctively wanted to overwhelm him.

After waking up, I found that the mobile phone that had been turned to silent had thirty missed calls, all of which were from the dean.

Finally, after some mediation, the school informed him and Ye Yang to go home for two days, and then move back to the dormitory after the pheromone was relatively stable.

Shen Qing lowered his eyelids with his index finger, showing him the bloodshot eyes: "I haven't slept all night, you are half responsible, President."

Yan Qi turned a page of the book: "Then?"

"Then—" Shen Qing unzipped her schoolbag, "I have so much homework this weekend, I'm sure I won't be able to finish it."

He rummaged in his bag, found the crumpled simulation paper and exercise booklet, and handed it to Yan Qi under his nose: "Save the child."

Yan Qi rolled his eyelids and looked over.

His eyelashes are dense, and his eyes tremble slightly when he moves. The pair of pupils underneath are light-colored. When he looks at people, he is cold and careless, and even his eyelashes are as if frosted.

Shen Qing looked into his eyes, and subconsciously curled her fingers.

Compared with Ye Yang, the president's good brother who sent the previous school bully to the hospital just after entering school, the president himself can be regarded as low-key, but he is by no means a talkative character. Jumping towards the president, now I only dare to look at him secretly, pretending to appreciate a vase of flowers.

When he thought about it this way, he was a little timid. Just as he was about to take back the wrist that was handed out, Yan Qi stretched out his cold white fingers, flipped through the exercise book and the simulation paper, and said without any ups and downs: "I will take my paper later. you."

It took two seconds for Shen Qing to realize that Yan Qi meant to share his answer with him.

Shen Qing almost knelt down to him: "Thank you, president, long live the president!"

The president didn't argue, and continued to read.

Shen Qing probed again: "Then you read this, the exercise book?"

Yan Qi guessed that he would ask this, without raising his eyes: "I only owe half of it."

It's left to find another one.

Shen Qing understood the meaning of his words as soon as she heard it, her thoughts diverged and she thought of another culprit, her throat moved suddenly, she opened her mouth and closed it again.

He wanted to live another two years.

The sound of the rain outside the window was getting louder, Shen Qing tilted his head to the side, and looked at the cover of the book in Yanqi's hand: "Hey President, what book are you reading? Is it good?"

Yan Qi lifted the book up, held up the cover for him to take a look, and then put it down again: "This semester's literary evening, the drama club's program."

A Midsummer Night's Dream, a comedy by Shakespeare.

"Oh." Shen Qing continued to look at the page of his book, "This time the president is also participating?"

Yan Qi looked up at him and shook his head.

This semester's cultural evening is scheduled for mid-May. The program prepared by the student union is a chorus, and he is in charge of conducting it.In addition, the party venue layout, finishing work, and other club programs must come to him to report and arrange.

There was no time for drama rehearsals.

The current president of the drama club is a freshman in high school, named Zhou Yilan. It is said that after the previous president graduated, many old members left, and one or two of the remaining ones didn't care about their affairs, so they pushed the newcomers to this position.

It was her first time to prepare a performance for a cultural gala, and she was not familiar with the rules, so she picked a script that lasted more than an hour. However, the gala was held from 7:10 to [-]:[-], and it was impossible to allocate such a long time for a program.

Yan Qi suggested that they change the script, but Zhou Yilan said that they had already rented the costumes.

He had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and asked them to cut and modify the script and reduce it to less than 10 minutes.

One day after that, Yan Qi received Zhou Yilan's WeChat reply again, saying that no one in the club was willing to take on this job, and because of this, the quarrel was very unpleasant, and he sent him a crying emoji.

"So," Shen Qing pointed to the book in his hand after listening, "Are you going to do it yourself?"

Yan Qi lowered his eyes and said, "Try."

"Our president is still a good person." Shen Qing held the back of his head and leaned against the bookshelf, "I won't bother to care about them if it's changed."

Yan Qi didn't answer, and his eyelashes fanned a silhouette under his eyes.

Shen Qing didn't want to bother him any more, she went shopping by herself, but didn't find any books she was interested in, so she went back to the original place and turned on her mobile phone to connect to the campus network and browse the school forum of No. [-] Middle School.

As soon as the layout was loaded, the screen was full of keywords such as Chairman, Ye Shen, Differentiation, and Alpha.

Yan Qi and Ye Yang have always been very popular in the school, and it became even more outrageous after the division. For example, the most popular Alpha voting post in the ABO section, the administrator only added their names to the options in the morning. Both surpassed the original number one.

On the bar chart of voting statistics, they are like two twin towers that rose overnight. Compared with them, the original No.1 is at most a small one-story house, and the remaining Alphas are even more miserable, springing up unevenly like mushrooms after rain.

Shen Qing glanced at the Omega in the forum who were pleading for her husband, and then at the president himself who was leaning casually in the shadow of the bookshelf, his throat moved, and he swallowed it again.

Yan Qi noticed his hesitant expression: "Huh?"

Shen Qing asked: "President, do you have a favorite Omega?"

"No."

"Then what type of Omega do you like?"

"have not thought."

"... Then you think about it now?"

"Do not."

Shen Qing heard that his tone was a bit cold when he uttered the last word, and hurriedly added: "I understand, I understand, our president is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't have that kind of worldly desire."

Yan Qi slightly raised his eyebrows, indicating that the rainbow fart had been received, and he could shut up now.

Shen Qing let out an "ah", squatted down, leaned against the corner and continued to swipe her phone.

With a swipe of the screen, a headline popped out of the wall-climbing confession posts in the ABO section——

Chairman Yan and Ye Shen both split into Alphas. Is it due to fate or God's will?Is Zhuma CP really BE?

Shen Qing's eyes lit up, and he immediately clicked in to watch.

-2L: So I'm not alone!The bamboo horse stocks that have been knocking on for a year have fallen to the limit, and I am so sad that I haven't moved a word of my homework now.

-3L: Who said that the price limit has been lowered, and the bamboo horse stocks will rise for me!Doesn’t double A feel emotional, sisters?We have to stand up!

-4L: Good guy, I don't understand, what are the two Alphas doing, fighting bayonets?

-5L: The interaction between these two usually looks like a close buddy. If AO is still a little bit possible, now that both of them have differentiated into Alpha, it must be a dead end. Let's accept the reality.

……

Shen Qing slid her finger down and found that it was already the last page.

He stopped at the reply interface at the bottom, looked up at one of the male protagonists in the center of the topic next to him, endured it, but couldn't hold it back, and asked again: "President, you and God Ye have a good relationship?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"I'm just a little curious, if one of you differentiates into an Omega, will it...?"

Yan Qi knew what Shen Qing was going to say, so he interrupted directly: "No, I don't have that kind of thought about him."

Shen Qing let out a disappointed "Oh".

He had seen Yan Qi and Ye Yang together, and it was indeed a normal way of getting along with male buddies. He was surprised that Yan Qi had to say something about Ye Yang.

But thinking about the two most handsome boys in the school, it's quite exciting to get together. Hearing that Yan Qi rejected it so categorically, I'm a little disappointed.

He cannot be disappointed alone.

Shen Qing swiped the screen twice, typed a line on the reply interface and sent: Wake up, they are impossible, the CP you knocked on is already BE!

"It seems to be raining." Lin Jiayu looked out the window, put away the book, "Let's leave quickly, there may be a traffic jam later."

A few students next to him got up one after another, while packing up their books, they did not forget to continue the previous topic.

"I heard that Ye Shen was invited to participate in this cultural gala by Talking Drama Club. If it is true, then they will definitely win the first prize of this gala."

"It's not like God Ye rarely comes to class, how did they invite him?"

"Then I don't know, forget about him, if Ye Shen really comes on stage, I will definitely record the whole process." The boy put the chair back, and then added, "There is also the chorus of the student union, I heard that the chairman will conduct it."

Lin Jiayu raised his arm and bumped into him: "Remember to send me a copy after the recording. I want a close-up of the president, the high-definition one."

"It's still high-definition, you might as well hold up a magnifying glass to see him!"

A few people walked through the bookshelves laughing and joking, Lin Jiayu caught a glimpse of someone in the shadow by the window from the corner of his eye, and turned his head to look while chatting.

The dark green curtain was blown by the wind, Yan Qi pressed his fingers between his brows, raised his eyes from the page, and met his gaze.

"..."

Lin Jiayu's left hand and left foot stepped out at the same time.

Before he had time to think about why the president was here, he quickly turned his head away from Yan Qi's field of vision, and walked to the mirror for checking his appearance!

Twisting the hair that hasn't been washed for two days can cook a dish.

Lin Jiayu suddenly had no love in his life.

Ah, I really want to die.

The president himself didn't notice this at all.

His thoughts were still stuck in what they said just now that Ye Yang participated in the performance of the drama club.

As they said, Ye Yang seldom came to class, and he basically didn't participate in club activities. When he first heard that he was participating in a drama, Yan Qi felt a little strange.

He knew the repertoire performed by the drama club, but he didn't know the specific personnel arrangement. If Ye Yang participated in the performance, there was a high probability that it would be the leading actor.

Then the problem is coming.

Yan Qi looked at the scene where the hero and heroine kiss in the book.

Should this part be deleted or kept?

He wasn't sure if Ye Yang went to the drama club to pick up girls. He took out his phone and was about to send a message to ask, when he suddenly saw a tube of translucent liquid lying on the ground in front of the bookshelf, which looked like an inhibitor used by Omega.

Yan Qi thought of Lin Jiayu who had walked hand and foot together just now.

Lin Jiayu is an Omega, so he should have fallen behind.

Yan Qi walked over to pick it up, the phone rang at the same time, and a group message popped up.

Tan Jie @了你。

Tan Jie is a classmate of Yanqi Junior High School.

He opened it casually, and found that it was a small group created by some buddies in junior high school. They heard that he and Ye Yang split up somewhere, and they were talking about it in the group.

The latest one is from Tan Jie:

What are you going to do during the susceptible period? @言祭@叶扬