Chapter 1: Flag raising ceremony

I like your pheromone
Text / lead road star
In Ningcheng at the end of September, the temperature gradually turned cold.
It was raining outside the window, and the sky was dull. It was the weather that was suitable for sleeping late.
The students in the back row of the classroom have already been half-finished. In the first paragraph, Jia Yan, who was the first to fall down, squinted at the moment and chatted with the goddess on WeChat.
Goddess Jiang Qingming is a student of the art class. They have been chatting for a while, and the two are still familiar. Jiang Qiyan said that he will give him milk tea in the next class. Duan Jiayan’s tiredness is mostly scattered, and the lips are bent out a little.
Just after finishing the word, Duan Jiayan always felt that someone was watching himself. He subconsciously looked up, just opposite the physics teacher on the podium.
In the first physics class in the early morning, most of the students could not resist the sleepy, and the teacher was used to it. What surprised him was that Duan Jiayan did not fall down, and even the mental condition was not bad. He taught Duan Jiayan more than a year. Suffered.
"Hey! Duan Jiayan, it’s you," the physics teacher smiled. "You answer this question."
Duan Jiayan stood up and stared at the big screen of the classroom. It seemed that all the questions were: "I choose c?"
Physics teacher: "..."
In the classroom, there was a faint sneer, and Song Yi, who was sitting next to Duan Jiayan, laughed and died: "Hahaha, are you sleepwalking? The teacher asks you to explain the problem-solving ideas."
"Sit down," the physics teacher patted the podium: "Everyone is up to the spirit, and there are ten minutes to go to class."
It was at this time that a loud noise came from the back door of the classroom.
"...Lu Ge, the back door is closed."
"Knocking on the door? Is this physics? The old temper is good, and I will not say anything when I see the disciples knocking on the door."
"The squad leader is there for a stop, and the old singer smiles."
"In class time, what to do." The voice of the boy came from behind the door, and some faint: "Sit on the ground is not the same?"
"My water and my mobile phone are in the classroom..."
"You are stupid? I changed seats only yesterday. Now I am sitting in the back of the classroom, Duan Jiayan."
The voice just fell, the boy who spoke at the beginning looked at the back door a little taboo, but then thought of something: "Lu Ge is not afraid of him."
Outside the door, Chen Yue smiled and said: "Do you want to die two sentences? You are afraid of being a primary school student."
When the bell was ringing, the physics teacher on the podium said that the class had become awkward, and that the class had opened the front door.
Chen Yue of Tuen Mun looked at the mouth of the physics teacher's mouth, and the hippie smiled loudly: "Feng teacher is good!"
"Going to play?" The physic teacher's gaze passed over the young boys' sleek hair, and they didn't have to think about what they were doing.
At the beginning of the road star escape class, the teachers of the ten classes were shocked, thinking that this one had finally learned to break.
Later, I found that people only relax occasionally, and they still take the first grade when they study. The teachers of the ten classes are basically used to the style of the young master. As long as there are no problems with the results, they are hardly managed.
Chen Yue also has no guilty feelings: "It is still your best to know our students. This is not too sleepy in the morning, activities, so that the brain will follow."
He said this in a serious way. There was intermittent laughter from the class. Chen Yue liked this kind of limelight. He wanted to be poorer. The person behind him gently licked his calf, meaning that he would not block the road.
Chen Yue closed his mouth and walked forward.
"Lu Xing resigned," the physics teacher said to the tallest male student: "This week, your physics is the first grade. The test paper is not difficult. You can get a full score to prove that you really have worked hard and deserve praise.

Hearing that he said so, Chen Yue looked back at the strange words.
On the road dog, have worked hard to learn physics? Lao Feng taught him more than a year, still do not understand this is a talented player?
How do you think how funny, a few boys around you also laughed hard, but the face of the person who was praised did not change, and the long eyelashes fell.
"Thank you, teacher."
It’s quite like that.
The young boy who just finished exercising has a vigorous vitality. Although he was in the second year of high school, Lu Xing’s shoulders were already wide, and the muscles of his arms embossed clear lines when he took the book.
Song Yi, next to Duan Jiayan, saw the tide: "The squad leader is so handsome, ah! Today, this handsome face has also lived in my heart!"
Duan Jiayan smiled and didn't smile: "I live in your heart, how can you still not?"
"I live in my heart, I will see enough. There are so many people who like him. I really fall in love with him. I am not vinegar or exhausted..." Song Yi said, probably also by this imaginary beauty. When I got there, the words turned: "If he smiles at me, I can't do it at all."
Duan Jiayan was too lazy to care for him and got out of the classroom.
There were a lot of students coming and going in the corridor. Duan Jiayan looked bored at the hanging orchid hanging from the previous floor and suddenly heard someone calling his name.
Duan Jiayan turned back and his eyes lit up.
Jiang prayed with two cups of milk tea, looking at him with a smile. The girl's long hair dyed with maroon was tied into a ball head. She was coated with lipstick, and the large school uniform was a small white sling.
From small to large, Duan Jiayan prefers to singularly glamorous girls. Song Yi once laughed at his eyes on picking girls for ten years.
Duan Jiayan gave a light voice and smiled at her: "How come two cups?"
"One cup for you, one cup for your squad leader."
Her voice just fell, Duan Jiayan's smile, a few points: "Luxury?"
Jiang Qi Nian did not notice his emotions: "Half sugar is yours, and the three-part sugar is your squad leader. Don't take it wrong. He doesn't like to drink sweet."
Seeing that Jiang Qiyan had handed the milk tea to his eyes, Duan Jiayan could only accept it. Jiang prayed: "He accepted me and said, thank you."
Duan Jiayan took two cups of milk tea into the classroom.
His gaze swayed in the classroom, and he eventually fell in love with the window, the fourth row of seats.
The boys sitting there were tall and long legs, and they looked very good. Song Yi had previously blown the face.
In all fairness, it is quite handsome.
It is under pumping.
Duan Jiayan’s faceless expression of milk tea on the Lu Xing’s desk:
Jiang Qiu Nian gave it to you.

I don't know when, the classmates' eyes continually gathered here, and Lu Xing resigned.
He is a single eyelid, the eyelashes are very long and dense, and there is always a careless sense of alienation when looking at people.
The boy’s slender fingers turned a circle of tea cup cover:
I don’t drink this.

Duan Jiayan is patient: "This is a three-part sugar, not sweet."
Without waiting for the road to resign, he added: "Don’t drink yourself and throw it."
Seeing that he put down the milk tea and left, sitting next to the road star, Chen Yueen screamed and leaned forward.
The same classmates, everyone feels more or less, Duan Jiayan does not like Lu Xing. Chen Yue inserted the earphones, did not listen to the sentence that the Jiang prayed to send, and glanced at such an incredible scene, people have a little bit of awkwardness: "The end of the world is coming? I actually saw Duan Jiayan to give you water. Road dog, you said Is this cup of water poisonous?"
Lu Xingzhen suddenly laughed.

What are you laughing at?
Chen Yue is inexplicable:
Is it really poisonous?

"Not poisonous." Lu Xing resigned, touched the physics problem that was not heard in the last lesson, and prepared to read it for a while. "I just think that he is like that, very funny."
To be honest, Duan Jiayan’s previous posture is more like provocation than sending milk tea.
Seeing him coming back, Song Yi endured forbearance, and couldn’t help but wonder: "Where are you coming from the milk tea?"
Duan Jiayan's tongue tipped the top of the gang: "Jiang Qiu Nian gave him."
"..." Song Yi didn't know what to say for a while.
Song Yi and Duan Jiayan have known each other for several years. Duan Jiayan is a beta, and his family is in good condition. His family is very loose with him. Although he is not so good at learning, he wins a good face and is used to the wind.
After going to high school, I don’t know what kind of evil I have hit. Duan Jiayan’s girl who likes it basically likes Lu Xing. After so many times, Duan Jiayan suddenly regarded Lu Xing as a big enemy of life, but he still could not remove this threat.
Song Yi once felt that if Duan Jiayan was not facing the road star, according to Duan Jiayan's character, he might have used violence to solve the problem.
Duan Jiayan’s cell phone shook the earthquake. Jiang Qingnian asked him on the WeChat whether he had accepted the tea.
Duan Jiayan grinds his teeth and returns to it. He looks at Song Yi: "You said, Lu Xing resigned and I... huh?"
Unlike Duan Jiayan, Song Yi is an omega, he is far more clear than Duan Jiayan's road star as an alpha attraction. Although Duan Jiayan is very attractive, this thing removes the appearance, the standard garbage second ancestor.
However, Song Yi must not say this. To put it this way, he estimated that he would be beaten by Duan Jiayan, who lacked the concept of abo gender in his mind.
Song Yi has a hundred ways to spoof beta: "Oh, of course, you are better, you are more approachable, the squad leader is destined to be the alpha I can't get, and the sisters can see it."
Duan Jiayan: "..."
I can't help but hear this sister, Duan Jiayan asked: "When did you males become popular sisters?"
The views of the ancestors of the Song Opinions were diverted, and the hot iron was hit: "Our men are more popular, you know what--"
Duan Jiayan suddenly blinked and his momentum was amazing: "I am approachable?"
Song Yi: "..."
Duan Jiayan was vented, and he lazily poked the tea that Jiang had prayed for, and said to himself: "I am so approachable, would you like me to die?"
For a moment, Song Yi was a little bit loved by him.
It will be a moment.
On Monday, the flag-raising ceremony was held at the playground.
Duan Jiayan was late, and when he walked toward the team of the 20th class, there were girls who secretly watched him.
"So, the ten classes are really handsome."
"Duan Jiayan has grown very handsome."
"Not a punk, the results are so bad..."
The boys are tall and fair, but his eyes are still red, and his forehead is scattered. It is late at first glance.
"The students who haven't entered the list are running!" On the flag stage, the grade director shouted with a microphone: "Don't go slow, go faster, and rush to your class as soon as possible."
Duan Jiayan turned a deaf ear and slowly moved to the end of the ten classes. His former person was Song Yi, and Song Yi was no better than him. It was two or three minutes earlier.
"Early and short," Song Yi turned back and licked a box of yogurt in his mouth. The speech was vague: "Why didn't you wear a school uniform?"
Duan Jiayan screamed: "Forgot."
Song Yi’s voice just fell, and students who checked the discipline went to their class. They were two girls. Song Yi thought that Duan Jiayan was to be remembered. They didn't care much about it anyway, but they didn't expect that Duan Jiayan didn't know what the wind was, and smiled and teased there: "Classmates, good deeds, can't remember my name?" what?"
The girl had to draw a fork behind his name. Hearing this, hesitated for a moment.
Another girl whispered her voice. At first, the girl looked at her companion and looked at Duan Jiayan. She didn’t know what to do for a while.
When Lu Xing resigned, he saw such a scene.
Duan Jiayan did not know what was said, and the girl in charge of the discipline was red. Duan Jia has a good derivation, his eyebrows are very heavy, his nose is high, his lips are light, and his smile is always lazy and distracting. It is a sentimental and affectionate appearance.
Before Chen Yue reminded Lu Xing to resign, Feng Ji stayed in their class for too long, and may draw the attention of the grade director. The class teacher is not there. As a squad leader, he has to find a way to let the wind discipline leave.
Chen Yue also made a joke like a slap in the face, after all, Lu Xing did not manage things when he was flat. He did not expect that the other party really went to the last row.
His arrival broke the stalemate of several people: "Now go to the classroom to take the school uniform?"
The two girls saw him and looked at each other with a look of shame in the eyes of each other.
One of the girls whispered: "The flag-raising ceremony has not yet begun, yes, yes..."
Lu Xing resigned to Duan Jiayan: "You go to the classroom, Chen Yue has a school uniform on the seat, you wear him first."
Duan Jiayan and his invisible moments, inexplicable, the last string in Duan Jiayan’s mind suddenly stabbed in the attitude of the other side.
The breath of "I want to do things" is spread from Duan Jiayan, and the boys licked their eyes and smiled.
"I have an ankle, it is not convenient to take it. I may have to get worse when I go to the classroom." He said, while he was on the road to the star: "The squad leader, otherwise you will give me the uniform and help the students who have difficulties." ?"
Even if everyone in the class knows that they are not in harmony, Duan Jiayan is rarely so positive on the same road.
The confrontation between the two grades is more than ten classes, and the students in other classes can't help but look at it.
Lu Xing’s words greet Duan Jiayan’s line of sight and do not evade.
The pressure of alpha in the adulthood is enough to make the back of the body cool, and Duan Jiayan is not affected by it. Song Yi will give him a sigh.
The short paragraph is a real coward.
He used to think that Duan Jiayan was worried about the background of Lu Xing's remarks, and he was sitting in front of people with his tail. He didn't expect it to be when it broke out.
They have not had no small frictions in the past, but they are usually unilaterally looking for things, and Lu Xing’s words basically ignore him.
Song Yi always felt that in the mind of the squad leader, Duan Jiayan may still be a child, and the children will not be able to control it. But this time it’s different. This time the bear child has tried to scatter on the parents’ heads –
Lu Xing’s resignation was there, and the alarm bell in Song Yi’s heart had already sounded 10,000 times for Duan Jiayan.
Under the gaze of everyone, the road star evoked a corner of his lips, and his eyes were a little joke.
"Oh, I have a bad cold, and I may get worse if I take off my clothes."
It was raining. Objectively speaking, the playground was very cold.
Song Yizheng felt that this was like a deja vu, and he saw Lu Jiayan, who had only worn a sweater on his way. He looked loose: "If you take off your sweater, do I change the uniform with you?"