As soon as classes ended, the City No. 1 High School campus forum became lively.
【The freshmen have started their week of military training! You all must have some thoughts, right? Crazy Hint.jpg】 Hot
1L: I just want to say, please, for the love of God, don’t let it rain hahaha!
2L: +1. I want to go eat some popcorn and watch the chaos. We suffered through a whole week of sun last year for nothing.
3L: I just passed by the field. Someone’s already there……
4L: Who??? We have the entrance exam this weekend. I’ve been studying until my head nearly fell off. How much free time does this person have?
5L: Your campus heartthrob…… I saw him from the window. Looks like he came prepared!
6L: !!! No wonder I couldn’t find him in the Student Council. I’m going to take a look.
7L: Stop messing around. I advise you to go to the cafeteria first, unless you want a huge wave of freshmen fighting you for lunch later.
8L: Exactly. We still have classes this afternoon. I choose lunch. Drooling.jpg
On the sports field, after pulling open the tab on a drink, Xiao Yan didn’t drink it. Instead, he leisurely set the orange soda aside, letting a faint citrus fragrance drift through the air.
He continued resting his chin in his hand as he watched Luo Zhiyu’s reaction, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. His eyes were half-lidded, as though he was thoroughly enjoying the situation.
No wonder this guy had been so reluctant to call a truce yesterday.
Luo Zhiyu’s fist hanging at his side loosened, then clenched again. Taking advantage of the instructor looking away, he gritted his teeth and silently mouthed, “Do you know what you look like? You look like a……”
“Second student in the middle of the first row, ten more minutes.” The instructor frowned. “Stay focused. Don’t let outside distractions interfere.”
Luo Zhiyu: “……”
He wanted to ignore Xiao Yan’s existence too, but this person was just way too damn conspicuous.
After putting down the orange soda, Xiao Yan picked up a can of Coke and shook it at Luo Zhiyu.
The soda had just been chilled in the small refrigerator in the dormitory. Countless tiny droplets of condensation covered the can, and when Xiao Yan opened it, cold air hissed out. Under the blazing sun, it was especially tempting.
This time, it wasn’t just Luo Zhiyu. Even the students in the back rows swallowed.
Focus.
Luo Zhiyu silently repeated the word focus more than a dozen times in his head. His anger steadily accumulated.
He stood perfectly straight, but his eyes wandered around, searching for something he could use to beat someone with later.
“Xiao Yan, what are you doing?”
Following the clues provided by the forum, Fan Yue finally found Xiao Yan at the formation where Class 3 of Grade 10 was training.
The missing Student Council member, Xiao Yan, was sitting properly on the grass, with a row of opened cans of ice-cold soda lined up in front of him.
Fan Yue immediately spotted Luo Zhiyu among the Class 3 students, who looked like he was about to explode from anger.
His face fell at once.
“What did you provoke him for again?”
“I didn’t.” Xiao Yan weighed the last can of peach-flavored soda in the bag. His hand stopped on the tab without opening it, and he said leisurely, “I just happened to come by to see if his uniform fits.”
Fan Yue: “……”
Bullshit.
He had plenty of evidence to suspect that Xiao Yan’s malicious behavior today had been planned since last night.
Fan Yue could only watch helplessly as his deskmate unhurriedly pulled a test paper out of his pocket, cut it in half, folded the pieces into two little fans, and then fanned the fragrance of the sodas toward Luo Zhiyu.
That campus heartthrob’s Band-Aid really wasn’t undeserved at all.
He had brought it entirely upon himself.
“You can sit down. There’s nothing going on in the Student Council today anyway.”
Xiao Yan shifted over to make room for Fan Yue, then took a plastic food container out of the bag. Inside was chilled watermelon that had already been cut into pieces.
“Want some?” Xiao Yan asked.
Dozens of pairs of eyes instantly locked onto the watermelon in his hands.
Fan Yue shuddered and didn’t dare accept it.
“No, no, I’m good.”
“Want some?”
Xiao Yan held the container out and silently asked Luo Zhiyu with his eyes.
Want some?
“You’re finished,” Luo Zhiyu said with a smile.
Fan Yue took a step backward.
“Reporting!”
Luo Zhiyu suddenly shouted.
“Speak.”
The instructor had been paying close attention to the commotion on their side.
Luo Zhiyu steadied himself and said, “Reporting, Instructor. I’m dizzy.”
The kind of dizzy that would only get better after beating Xiao Yan up.
“Really dizzy?”
The instructor had caught more than a few glimpses of this kid silently cursing someone’s mother out of the corner of his eye just now. Naturally, he was only half-convinced when Luo Zhiyu said he felt dizzy.
“Really dizzy.”
Luo Zhiyu nodded earnestly.
“I just finished differentiating less than a week ago. I’m a fragile omega right now, a specially protected person under national priority protection. Instructor, do you see that person sitting on the grass over there? Right now, he looks like he’s flying in the sky to me.”
His skin was very fair. Sweat glistened on his cheeks beneath the scorching sun, and the tip of his nose was slightly red. When he lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled lightly.
He really did look rather pitiful.
Fan Yue: “……”
His instincts told him that a storm was coming.
Should he perhaps stay out of the way?
But Xiao Yan was still sitting there as calmly as ever, holding the container of watermelon.
“Stay calm. It’s nothing,” Xiao Yan said steadily.
“Don’t talk nonsense……”
An omega who had only differentiated a week ago really did need special attention. Hearing this, the instructor became more concerned and decided to verify the situation.
He picked up the roster for Class 3.
“What’s your name?”
“Luo Zhiyu. Zhi as in ‘know my heart,’ yu as in ‘give me peace of mind.’ Zhiyu.”
As he gave his name, Luo Zhiyu gave Xiao Yan a vicious glare.
“Not Luo Zhile!”
The freshmen’s student numbers were arranged according to their admission rankings, so Luo Zhiyu’s name wasn’t hard to find.
It was the very first name on the Class 3 roster.
0301 — Luo Zhiyu
After his name, the instructor found a note in the remarks section.
Luo Zhiyu had completed his differentiation only three days ago.
The morning military training session was about to end. The omega boy who had been full of energy just moments ago now lowered his head and claimed he was dizzy, looking thoroughly wilted.
The instructor completely forgot about the extra punishment and waved his hand.
“That’s enough for this morning. Class 3, dismiss where you are.”
The instructor was a little worried about Luo Zhiyu. He turned around and asked, “Luo, do you want me to have someone take you to the infirmary……”
However, before he could finish, the second-year boy who had opened an entire row of soda cans on the grass suddenly put down the watermelon in his hands, jumped to his feet, and took off running.
And the person who had just been complaining about being dizzy bent down, grabbed a tree branch from beside the flowerbed, and chased after him.
Instructor: “……”
All of Class 3: “……”
Xiao Yan was too damn fast.
Fan Yue couldn’t dodge in time and got smacked on the butt by the tree branch in Luo Zhiyu’s hand. He let out a howl on the spot, the sound positively miserable.
“Don’t run!”
“You motherfucker, you’re finished!”
“I’ll make you regret making the fairy frown!”
The battle was intense.
The fragile omega who had only differentiated a few days ago finally stopped at the edge of the sports field. He yanked off the school uniform jacket from the boy in front of him, weighed the tree branch in his hand, and decided he didn’t like the feel of it.
He immediately abandoned the branch, grabbed the huge broom that the school cleaning lady used to sweep fallen leaves beside the trash can, raised it in both hands, and chased after him again.