The last class in the afternoon was physical education, and it was rare that it was not invaded.

After the students of class A gathered, they ran for 800 meters, and then they were free to move around.

This class of class F is also a physical education class.

It is very common to bump into the same physical education class and invite other classes to play a friendly basketball game together. It's just that Class F has made an appointment with Class A eight times, and it's not necessarily that they can agree to the last time. --Class F has many sports students, but class A is not very good at basketball. There are four or five basketball fans in total. Others are more about aerospace, Olympia, and technology enthusiasts.

After that, Class F didn't like to invite Class A very much. I felt that these top students looked down on them.

But today, Ji Songfei always remembered Cen Yao, who ignored him, thinking about how he had to ask clearly what the current situation of the Cen family was. If he offered help in a timely manner, Cen Yao would not be so indifferent by then.

So Ji Songfei took the initiative to invite people from Class A to play a friendly match.

"Do you really want to fight?" The sports committee looked embarrassed.

"Well." Ji Songfei didn't care about the game at all, just to find a justifiable excuse.

The sports committee turned around and went to discuss with class A students, stumbling and stumbling together eight people. Five played, three came off the bench.

Wang Weichu's tablemate heard the movement, and couldn't help but turn around and say to Wang Weichu, "Anyway, it's our class and the F class fighting. You won't be thinking about cheering Ji Songfei for a while, right?"

Wang Weichu shook his head embarrassedly: "How could it be?"

The tablemate smacked his lips and said, "You might as well cheer for Cen Yao."

"Cen Yao?"

Wang Weichu looked in the direction of the stadium.

Cen Yaozheng was talking to the sports committee. The sports committee was a female Alpha who was shorter than Cen Yao. Hearing her talk, Cen Yao turned his body slightly, lowered his head, opened the zipper of the school uniform with one hand, and took off his loose jacket with one hand.

Wang Weichu quickly looked away.

In a bunch of Alphas, how did Cen Yao, the Beta, inserted?

What's even more strange is that Wang Weichu felt that Cen Yao looked more like Alpha than Alpha.

Ji Songfei had already guessed that Cen Yao would be a substitute for Class A.

When Cen Yao was younger, he would ask himself like Alpha, and he could always be seen on the court and in the swimming pool. It's just that his face is so good-looking that most people think that he will differentiate into an Omega in the future.

"Alright?" The physical education teacher came over and asked. Today he came to referee himself.

The players on both sides responded: "Okay."

The PE teacher nodded, whistled, and served.

The Alphas were swaying their hormones on the court, and soon Wang Weichu heard the familiar cheers and screams outside the court.

Cen Yao sat on the substitute chair, motionless.

Wang Weichu couldn't help but glanced at it, thinking in his mind, if Cen Yao and Ji Songfei came on the bench for a while, wouldn't Cen Yao and Ji Songfei fall together? Alas, I've watched a lot of idol dramas recently. Everyone seems to fall down and hug each other at any time... Wang Weichu's eyes flashed, and then he suddenly landed on Cen Yao's long legs.

His legs are very long...

Ah, but the leg length is not necessarily good.

On the court, the center of gravity may become unstable.

Wang Weichu's thoughts were flying around in his head, and the half-time break had already begun there.

Soon, a substitute came on.

Cen Yao's unfamiliar face immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Ji Songfei greeted Cen Yao, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard the screams that became more and more excited in his ears, and felt the eyes cast on Cen Yao.

As in the past, Cen Yao's appearance and temperament can always become a shining point in the crowd.

The light in Ji Songfei's eyes is getting brighter and brighter.

...It is such a person who can stand with him Ji Songfei.

"Bam-"

The sound of basketball slamming into the hoop.

Ji Songfei instinctively turned his head to look.

The ball went in.

"Ji Songfei, what are you doing?" his teammates shouted in dissatisfaction.

Ji Songfei shook his head and suddenly regained his senses.

That goal was scored by Cen Yao.

Ji Songfei couldn't help but look at Cen Yao again, Cen Yao stood there, his eyes fell on him, but he was cold and without a trace of emotion. Ji Songfei shivered for no reason.

The progress of the game gave Ji Songfei no time to think more. He hurriedly closed his eyes, turned his head and threw himself into the game seriously.

In the first half, Class A and Class F played 23:99.

Class F felt that he was quite watery.

But the idea didn't last long...

Ji Songfei couldn't get another goal, and Cen Yao scored one after another. He is tall and straight, and when he takes off and throws the ball, he has long legs and long hands, and even his neck is slender. Ji Songfei could clearly hear it, and there were more voices shouting "Cen Yao, come on".

In the end, Wang Weichu didn't shout for anyone's cheer.

Thinking that Class A and Class F were fighting, he didn't buy water for Ji Songfei.

After one game, the score was finally fixed at 101:99.

Wang Weichu's tablemate stared at the scoreboard with straight eyes, and murmured, "The new classmate's physical strength is amazing..."

Wang Weichu: "Huh?"

"Grass!" Before his tablemate could be happy, he suddenly slapped his leg and tugged at Wang Weichu's sleeve: "Whoever is looking for your Ji Songfei again."

Wang Weichu took a closer look, and Song Yi went to Class F with the bag to distribute water and snacks.

It's really more timely than the operator's text message.

Wang Weichu was speechless.

"Cen, Cen Yao?" The surprised voice of the same table rang in his ears.

Um?

Wang Weichu vaguely felt a little hot wind approaching. He turned his head to look, and saw Cen Yao slowly approaching him, with a school uniform jacket on the bend of his elbow.

Wang Weichu looked at Cen Yao and felt a little uncomfortable, ... um, his legs were soft and his hands were soft. It was like a sudden heat stroke.

How did he come here?

Wang Weichu thought about it and looked at the white T on Wang Weichu's body. Bai T was already soaked with sweat, and pressed against his chest, revealing a faintly shaped muscle. Wang Weichu immediately remembered the photo on Ji Jin's phone...

"Is there any water today?" Cen Yao asked him.

His voice was slightly hoarse.

"...No." Wang Weichu responded dryly. After answering, he still felt a little guilty. Cen Yao helped Class A win, and he seems to have given Cen Yao a bottle of water. But why did Cen Yao come to ask him for water? Should the sports committee have water?

Wang Weichu twisted his neck stiffly and went to see the sports committee.

At the other end, Ji Song flew away, sweating profusely, and even a little buzzing in his head.

The teammate's voice was in my ear: "Cen Yao is very good, isn't he?"

"Yeah, he used to be good at playing. But I didn't expect him to be even better now... It seems that he didn't practice less when he was in England."

"That's not right!" Someone shouted next to him, "Why do I feel that Cen Yao was targeting Ji Songfei on the field just now?"

Ji Songfei's face turned green, and he denied it without thinking, "Impossible!"

When people like someone, they will always subconsciously first generate the illusion that the other person likes them. In Ji Songfei's heart, even if Cen Yao didn't say anything at the age of twelve or thirteen, he should have a good impression of him in his heart. What's more, now, Ji Songfei is quite a man in school, and he was born Alpha again. Ji Songfei thinks he is excellent, how can he accept that others don't like him, or even target him?

Another person wondered: "Brother Ji, look, why is your sweetheart talking with your boyfriend again?"

Ji Songfei looked up.

Cen Yao went to Wang Weichu's side again.

At the other end, the sports committee members came around in time, smiling all over their faces.

"Thanks to you just now... Cen Yao, I can't see it. Your game is so good and your physical strength is awesome. This bottle of water is for you..."

Cen Yao glanced at it: "No need."

Then he looked at Wang Weichu: "When will I go to your house?"

hmmmm? ? ?

Wang Weichu's tablemate and the sports committee all showed a strange look, and then stared at Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu opened his mouth, and his cheeks were a little hot unconsciously.

He always felt that Cen Yao's words were a bit strange...

But the invitation was what he said.

"Has the get out of class bell rang?" Wang Weichu asked.

The sports committee stammered for a while: "I've already played, but everyone is watching the court and not paying attention."

"Then, then now... let's go."

"Yeah." Cen Yao responded and picked up the schoolbag that Wang Weichu had put aside very naturally.

Because this was the last class, when Wang Weichu came to the playground, he took down his schoolbag by the way, stuffed it with books and papers, and stuffed it so bulging... and Wang Weichu's stainless steel water cup, which he thought was quite heavy.

No... Shen or not, Cen Yao shouldn't be here to carry it.

"Where's your schoolbag?" Wang Weichu asked.

"I didn't take it."

Cen Yao's tone was too cold, making it difficult for Wang Weichu to ask further questions.

He stared at Cen Yao's hand eagerly, his fingers were slender and strong, and he was holding his strap as if he was very relaxed, with no intention of letting go.

Ugh.

Wang Weichu had no choice but to go out just like that.

"Cen Yao followed Wang Weichu." Song Yi said.

Ji Songfei's face turned greener, and he turned back and glared at Song Yi.

Song Yixin said what's the use of staring at me, didn't they still run away together?

Ji Songfei quickly took out his mobile phone and called Cen Yao, but he didn't answer after a few calls.

Outside the school gate, Wang Weichu asked, "Don't you need to answer the phone?"

Cen Yao didn't blink: "No."

"Oh."

Wang Weichu felt that this person was really cold, and he had to rely on his brother.

The two took the bus directly to the Wang's house.

The Wang family was located in a townhouse. After the two got out of the car, they walked all the way to the gate of the villa. This was the easiest time Wang Weichu had ever returned home. After all, the bag is carried in someone else's hand.

He took out the key and opened the door.

"You're back?" Brother Wang heard the voice and rushed over from the living room immediately.

Brother Wang saw his younger brother first, and then saw the much taller teenager behind his younger brother.

Brother Wang's throat choked, and his arrogance subconsciously weakened: "What's this guy called?"

"Cen Yao."

"Ah, classmates, please come in."

Brother Wang greeted people in.

Dinner was quickly put on the table, and the meal was so embarrassing that no one spoke.

After eating, Wang Weichu first found out his homework and went upstairs with his arms. Brother Wang sat stiffly below, wanting to have a battle of wisdom with Cen Yao.

"Student Cen, how old are you?"

"Nineteen." Cen Yao lifted his eyelids suddenly, and the bottom of his dark eyes concealed a black like thick ink that could not be dissolved.

"Oh..." Brother Wang's wisdom was stuck in his throat.

Brother Wang had to lower his head and pretend to play with his mobile phone, and sent a text message to Wang Weichu by the way: [Brother, you are a very powerful rival in love! 】

Wait until Brother Wang finishes sending the text message before raising his head.

What about people?

In the first world, Cen Yao lived in the Wang family for a period of time, and he knew the structure and layout of the Wang family too well. At that time, only Wang Weichu was left in the Wang family.

Cen Yao went straight to Wang Weichu's study and knocked on the door.

"Come in, there is no lock." Wang Weichu said.

He thought it was his brother, but when he turned around, he realized it was Cen Yao.

Wang Weichu hurriedly put away his mobile phone, for fear that others would find out and speak ill of him behind his back.

"What are you doing?" Cen Yao closed the door and slowly approached.

"...chemical, chemical papers."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wang Weichu always felt that the temperature in the air seemed to have risen, and there was a strawberry...sweet fragrance that slowly spread.

Wang Weichu twitched the tip of his nose.

Does the smell seem to come from him?

Huh?

"I didn't bring a schoolbag." Cen Yao said.

Wang Weichu was confused, but he still remembered that Cen Yao had said this at school. He said, "I know."

"I might not be able to turn in my Chinese homework tomorrow." Cen Yao got closer, stared at him and asked, "Can the class representative be accommodating?"

"...No, no." Wang Weichu suddenly smelled a stronger pheromone.

It was as if the lid of a box for storing smells was suddenly opened, and the smell rushed in and could not be stopped.

Outside the study, the Wang family was the center of the circle and spread to all directions... Brother Wang, the nanny of the Wang family, and the driver all shivered instinctively, and even knelt down on one knee.

in the study.

Cen Yao stood beside Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu's mind was completely stunned, and the feeling of weakness in his hands and feet when he was on the court came again.

He seemed to smell the hormonal sweat on Cen Yao's body.

No, no, not sweaty.

It's a wine taste.

Intense, intoxicating, powerful.

Wang Weichu opened his mouth, but a moan overflowed instinctively in his throat. He was startled and quickly covered his lips.

No... what about the good Beta?

Wang Weichu saw Cen Yao stretch out his hand to support the back of his neck in his blurred vision, with a touch of intimacy and eroticism, and even seemed to rub it, as if he had touched his glands there... But I'm not Omega. Wang Weichu thought in a daze, and then heard Cen Yao indifferently say: "Thank you for inviting me home. When I was studying abroad, no one wanted to invite me home."

Wang Weichu instinctively asked, "Why?"

"Because I was in the classroom when the omen of differentiation appeared, the pheromone was released, and the whole school fell down. So I returned to China."

"But obviously I didn't smell it before..."

"There is a pheromone lock." Cen Yao bent down and got closer to him.

Wang Weichu was so soft that he slid down the chair.

Cen Yao wrapped his arms around his waist, then raised a hand close to his face: "Now it's broken."

On his wrist, a metal ring broke in the middle.

Wang Weichu's pupils were slightly dilated, and he asked in a low voice, "Will... how?"

"Omega's pheromone promotes Alpha differentiation, and Alpha's pheromone promotes Omega's differentiation."

Downstairs, Brother Wang walked on a horse.

He suddenly remembered-

Everyone is the same. When they reach the age of eighteen, they will enter a differentiation period.

Nineteen means...he's done dividing.

Grass!

That's not a Beta, that's an Alpha!

That's not a rival in love, that's an Alpha who wants to mess with my brother's pheromone and can turn a whole lot of it!

Brother Wang shed a series of tears of wisdom.