Is there something wrong with Alpha marking Alpha?

English class is generally not a surprise, and the fact that the class bell didn't ring has no effect on Yu Chengsong. He is leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone, drinking yogurt while feeling the burning eyes of his deskmate who occasionally looks over.

I didn't think before that the more you drink the yogurt today, the better it tastes. It's so delicious.

Their English teacher is a female Alpha with a straightforward personality. When they entered the door, they saw a group of sick students knocking on the podium first, "Hey, hey, I read the time correctly, why are you still sleepy in the second class!"

Someone replied feebly: "Because the last class was biology..."

No one dares to sleep in biology class unless they don't want to live.

The English teacher laughed angrily: "Did you not sleep last night? The school self-study class is reserved for you, enough to do homework, why do you stay up late and feel sleepy? Is it a waste of time playing games or having a puppy relationship? Come on, Yu Chengsong, talk to the teacher about it."

This kind of situation where the teacher suddenly comes down to justice, and it even falls on the particularly awesome students in the class, has the effect of making the students wake up instantly and start to eat melons with a lot of energy.

The English teacher said that the whole class seemed to be electrified, and they all turned their heads to look at the last row by the door.

Yu Chengsong didn't even have time to take off the yogurt in his mouth, and his hand was still pointing at the phone screen. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and raised his hand: "You continue, I won't continue."

There was a low laugh in the class.

After Yu Chengsong finished speaking, he unplugged his earphones, put his mobile phone into the desk, and looked at the blackboard with a look on his face that I was a good student.

When the English teacher looked at him, he saw the new transfer student, "Ouch", and said with a smile, "It's a new transfer, right? It looks like an honest boy. You can sit with Yu Chengsong." It's so eye-catching, fortunately, Lao Li put you two behind, otherwise the whole class wouldn't have to attend the class, and I couldn't get enough of you two."

Yu Chengsong glanced to the side, and Yin Guchong smiled at the English teacher. His expression was more flattering and less aloof, just rightly humble and polite.

I will be the first to disagree that Beijing Film Academy will not record you in the college entrance examination next year.

"It's Yin Gu, come to my office and ask me if you don't understand anything, Yu Chengsong knows where I am," the English teacher said, "Okay, class!"

"stand up!"

"Hello teacher--"

The English teacher lectures vigorously, so quickly that you can pick up a pen and go straight to the next question. Yu Chengsong is too lazy to listen, and he can't play with his mobile phone. He is so bored that his hair grows.

At times like this before, he would look at the empty tables and chairs next to him to pass the time in a daze, but now he habitually looks in Yin Gu's direction.

In fact, he just wanted to find a target to be dazed with, but he found out uncontrollably after a while that this person really didn't attend the class.

It looked like he was concentrating on the blackboard, but based on his experience as a top student, Yin Gu had nothing in his eyes, he was distracted, and he still walked a long way.

Similar to his current behavior, except that Yin Guzhao's dazed target is the blackboard.

I just want you to get along well with your deskmate, that is a good boy...

Lao Li's words flashed in his mind, and Yu Chengsong felt that he was considered a good boy even if he was rounded up.

How fresh, Director Han was moved to tears when he found out.

Yu Chengsong felt that he was observing very covertly, he didn't even turn his head, and his peripheral vision landed on Yin Gu one after another, but after falling for a few minutes, Yin Gu suddenly turned his head and asked him what's wrong with his eyes. .

So sharp...?

"What level of Alpha are you?" Yu Chengsong asked.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that this question was not appropriate. The privacy of things like grades can be big or small for Alpha, just like some people don’t mind publicizing that I am 18cm, and some people don’t want to go around. I embroider like needles...

The two of them had known each other for a few hours and asked this, no matter how they thought about it, it was abrupt.

Yu Chengsong knew that he should say "I'm joking, you go to class" at this time to change the subject, so as to make each other less embarrassed.

But he didn't want to, hey, dad just wanted to know.

Seeing Yin Gu's Ruifeng eyes widening slightly, Yu Chengsong grinned. The bloody smell on Yin Gu's body could not be smelled at all now, but he had an intuition that it was not real blood, but Yin Gu's pheromone.

Bloody pheromones?Too rare.

He wanted to be sure.

As for whether Yin Gu would be angry or not, it was beyond his consideration.

Lao Li is right, it's not that he has no EQ, he just doesn't want to use it...

Don't think I'm being straightforward, and I don't think you're being serious—this is Yu Chengsong's way of doing things.

How to be happy how to come, simple, and need to beat.

Yin Gu's reaction was somewhat expected by Yu Chengsong, he didn't show any anger at all, the smile on his face was still perfectly fitted, glanced at the empty yogurt bag he threw on the table, and said softly— —

"you guess."

Yu Chengsong narrowed his eyes.

Everyone is like this, the more you don't tell me, the more I want to know, the rebellious psychology makes him feel like a kitten is scratching his heart, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't understand.

He has always been very kind to himself, and he will do it directly if he has any ideas, and he is determined not to lose his desire.

Yu Chengsong thought for a while, then took out the only piece of Wangzai's milk candy from his pocket, put it on Yin Gu's table, and tapped it, "Come on, I've lost everything."

Yin Gu took the candy, looked carefully before turning his head to look at him.

Yu Chengsong also looked at him.

After a while, Yu Chengsong leaned over and put his ear next to his mouth, and heard the man speak in a nice voice.

"The level is..."

Yu Chengsong pricked up his ears.

"The king has 26 stars, [-] in one game, I can take you with me, and I get a [-]% discount at the same table."

Lying—trough—?

Yu Chengsong tried his best not to slap the yogurt bag on his face, took a deep breath, leaned back to his seat, and smiled: "No, my family is poor, I prefer to be self-reliant."

Yin Gu curled his lips and nodded, as if I understood you.

Yu Chengsong faked a smile back.

If this bastard is a good boy, he will live broadcast and eat shit.

Hold.

In just one day, Yu Chengsong completed the 3D impression of his deskmate. Starting from the English teacher, every teacher who entered the class had to praise Yin Gu's smiling face for three or two minutes. If it's good, I have to step on him a few words.

Yu Chengsong had a fucking feeling that I was the only one in the world who knew what kind of bird it was, but I couldn't tell.

As a key high school, No. [-] Middle School also has evening self-study, but it implements a voluntary system very wildly. The number of people who leave when the school bell rings is almost two to three than those who stay.

Yu Chengsong is the "two".

It was rumored that their school was very poor when it was founded, and the location it chose was not very good. It was on the edge of Xiyuan City, showing the dilapidation and unrulyness of the urban-rural fringe everywhere.

Three steps out of the school gate, all kinds of grilled cold noodles, fried skewers, and fried rice carts hit the face one after another. There is no need to mention that it is unhygienic. The strong smell of seasoning and oily smoke makes the sense of smell sensitive The top Alpha frowned.

Yu Chengsong walked out of the hardest-hit area with long legs, and pulled the zipper up to his chin. The corners of the black clothes made his face extraordinarily white.

It was still cold in the north in March, and the wind made his face hurt. He took out his mobile phone and picked out a soothing pure music, and opened the unread messages on WeChat while wearing headphones.

Zheyuren: I haven't had a thick line in front of you for a week, do you miss me?

Rain Breaker: Enchanting.jpg

He's a good man: I miss you so much that my heart is broken. Will my darling come tomorrow morning?

He’s a good guy: Ouch, so cute.jpg

Rainbreaker: Must come!Say hello to father!By the way, let's see if my mother has appeared.

Rain Breaker: Dazzle you with my cuteness.jpg

Yu Chengsong laughed: "This idiot."

He's a good guy: Come on, Dad has a surprise for you.

Zheyuren: I know about this, you mean the transfer student, I heard Dayu said that he looks good, is your deskmate?

Rainbreaker: Huh?Why?

Zheyuren: What about people?

Zheyuren: This is not a fucking surprise from you, is it my father?Reply message?

Yu Chengsong looked at the black screen of the mobile phone, and deeply felt that this thing is a power bank companion, it can't hold on for a day, it's a waste thing.

But many times you have to allow waste to exist, it is like a benchmark that you are useful, or someone can be so useless, bringing infinite joy to your life.

For example, Yu Chengdi's child.

Yu Chengsong pushed open the door and saw his unlucky younger brother squatting awkwardly at the door to change his shoes. His school uniform trouser legs were rolled up, his knees were red and swollen, and soil particles were still stained.

The little cripple's leg was already flawed, and it was really worse.

If you fall like this and have to go out, don't you feel bad for the elder brother?

"Hey," Yu Chengsong's hoarse voice couldn't hide his full smile, he reached out and pressed Yu Chengdi's head, laughing so hard that his eyes almost closed, he sneered mercilessly, "Who is this, Who is this unlucky child, how can someone bully such a piece of trash that can't even get into our house? Is no one in charge? Is there anyone? Huh?"

"Don't touch me!" Yu Cheng opened his hand with the first slap, like a wounded little hedgehog, staring at his elder brother with bright red eyes, full of disgust, "I don't need you to dislike me!"

"Oh~" Yu Chengsong leaned against the door, nodded in agreement, stretched out his hand to poke his shoulder and almost poked his unlucky brother, "I didn't say you use it, why are you still angry, it's brother Is it bad for you?"

Yu Chengdi is 10 years old this year. Malnutrition makes him more than half a meter shorter than his elder brother, and he can't move a single hair of Yu Chengsong, so he can only stare at him viciously, gnashing his teeth: "Yu Chengsong, you How annoying! You are more annoying than her!"

When he grows up and differentiates into Alpha, he must trample Yu Chengsong and that brat under his feet!

"Have such a high opinion of me? I'm so touched," Yu Chengsong raised his eyebrows, "Let me reward you with a ghost story tonight. Do you want to hear the midnight bell or the old corpse in the mountain village?"

Yu Chengdi was afraid of ghosts, and trembled just hearing the name. Looking at the bright smile on his brother's face, he felt scarier than the evil ghost crawling out of the TV. He stood up and ran to his bedroom without changing his shoes, as if Followed by the man-eating scourge.

"Hey, why are you running? Don't you like my brother telling you other things? Do you like to listen to Kayako? She is a beautiful woman, and she likes to crawl out of your bed." Yu Chengyi limped and ran in a panic, Yu Cheng and Song Xianting followed leisurely.

"what--"

The mother suddenly pushed the door open and knocked Yu Chengdi out, Yu Chengsong reached out to catch it in time so he didn't fall to the ground.

"Frizzled! Didn't I ask you to buy milk tea for Yuan Yuan? Why haven't you gone out yet? Is your leg limped or broken! I'm asking you! I'm asking you! Trash!"

The hostess of the house was wearing pink silk pajamas that were out of season, which was incompatible with the cold air in the home where the heating had just been turned off. She was too thin to support the pajamas, like a pair of skin supported by bones.

The melon seed face was so thin that the eye sockets were sunken, the lips were bruised, and he stared at the second son's face distortedly, and slapped him, "Trash! Don't you want to buy it? Don't you want to give Yuanyuan a drink!"

No matter how much he hated her and how much he wanted her to disappear, Yu Chengdi still didn't dare to move when facing his angry mother. He could only open his eyes wide and watch the hands approaching in horror, as if in pain. And the lessons came early, making him tremble with pain.

Fear is deep in the young heart, and it will never be taken off or erased in this life.

A larger hand grabbed him by the collar and yanked him like a hero, pulling him out of the quagmire of fear.

He bumped his back against brother Yu Chengsong's leg, and it hurt a little.

Yu Chengdi gritted his teeth, moved his back slightly, and denied it in his heart.

Yu Chengsong is always so indifferent, no hero looks like him.

"We, Yuanyuan, want to drink milk tea?" Yu Chengsong pressed Yu Chengdi's head with one hand, and blocked his mother's slap with the other. The back of his hand turned red instantly, and he smiled at his mother, with a playful light in his eyes.

"Brother, buy it. His second brother's little lame leg will be cold when he buys it back. Don't worry, elder brother will definitely not poison. Yuan Yuan will live a long life, and he will definitely not be like that person... right mother?"

After he finished speaking, Yu Chengdi started shaking again.

How can there be such a deadly hero!

My mother's face turned from red to purple to white, and finally withdrew her hand abruptly. Her voice was sharp and hoarse, with unconcealable depression and hatred: "Yuan Yuan wants to drink from the newly opened restaurant on Dongchuan Street. The milk tea from the store, hurry up and buy it."

"Oh, this is not guaranteed." Yu Chengsong took off his schoolbag and hung it around Yu Chengdi's neck, patted his pale face, "Put it in my room."

After finishing speaking, regardless of my mother's ugly face, I went straight out the door.

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The author has something to say:

The author squatted on the balcony and bit his rice spoon and said: I don’t have anything to say about the king’s platinum rank or a friend playing on behalf of me.

[Help the old cuties in distinguishing the members of Yu Chengsong's family - Yu Chengsong, the wicked elder brother, Yu Chengdi, the unlucky second younger brother, and Yu Chengyuan, the mysterious third younger brother. (It doesn't matter if you can't remember, I can't remember the supporting role when I read the article, light a cigarette and look at the sky.jpg)]