The two days last weekend were under the gloom of Yao Jin's dominance. When going to school this morning, Jin Siming did not ride in her father's driver's car, but instead rode a newly bought bicycle. I was racing along the way, and I felt much better when I rode to school.

As soon as Jin Siming entered the school gate, he attracted a lot of attention.

"Wow, did you see the girl who just rode a bike? She is so handsome, the bike is so cool, and her legs are so long!"

"I see, it's a pity that she can't see her face clearly when she wears a hat, but she just looked at her profile and feels so beautiful, she should be an Alpha."

"You are not differentiated, and you can't perceive pheromones. How can you be sure that someone is Alpha?"

"Because I saw the suppression sticker on her neck. She is so tall and must be Alpha. However, there are not many Alpha girls in our school. There is no name for those who look good like her. It is really unscientific. ."

......

After the crazy transformation of Su Xiaohang and the others on Saturday, Jin Siming wore a sporty outfit today with a white T in a loose waistcoat and casual shorts underneath. If she changed it, she would never wear this style, but now such a simple and handsome style is quite suitable for her. Feeling the degree of eye-catching along the way also shows that Su Xiaohang's suggestion is indeed correct. It's just that boys and Alpha used to pay attention to her, but now she clearly feels that most of the people who sneaked at her along the way were girls and...male omegas.

When she walked to the classroom with a face full of spring breeze, many of the seats in the back row were vacant.

Because it is the second year of high school, there is not as much pressure as the graduating class. The boarding students and day students in the class account for almost half. Most of the boarding students will come to the classroom early to study early, while the day students usually wait until breakfast is finished. Come back before the first class. It’s ten minutes before the first class, and the class hasn’t arrived yet. The more active students in the front row have begun to recite words in a low voice to prepare for the first English class teacher’s random check and dictation, and the back row The classmates who were still digesting their breakfast, formed a clear distinction.

Jin Siming's seat was in the last row. As soon as she walked in through the back door, she heard her deskmate Su Xiaohang tripping with Douding at the front table again.

"Ah, Mingbao, you are here~" Su Xiaohang immediately abandoned the bean curd and leaned in front of Jin Siming, "Our Mingbao is really the best to wear like this! Today's Mingbao is a refreshing orange soda flavor. I have to take a picture and record it..."

Seeing that Su Xiaohang was about to take a photo with his phone again, Jin Siming held her down, "Su Xiaohang! Are you starting again? Don't take pictures of me after you have said so many times!"

"Isn't it a sneak shot? Isn't this an honest shot in front of you? And I'm helping you record the beautiful green time." Su Xiaohang struggled a few times, and saw that he could not get rid of his strength at all, so he began to pretend pitful.

"I didn't allow you to shoot me upright, and I will find out next time, and I won't copy your homework in the future."

As if being pinched by seven inches, Su Xiaohang immediately withered: "Okay, what is a beauty in front of homework? You can do it if you don't take pictures in the future..."

Jin Siming was happy, and from time to time he gave her homework, "I like to hear these words. Let's take the homework."

Su Xiaohang was busy copying homework, and the surrounding area was clean in an instant.

Jin Siming also took out his English textbook and planned to write down all the words to be silently written in the first class in 5 minutes. It's not that she is arrogant. For S-class Alpha, her unforgettable memory is not unusual.

She concentrated on memorizing words, but she always felt her eyes fall on her, and she looked around but couldn't find the source.

"The small report in the third row from the left looked at you three times, the arts committee in the sixth row in the middle gave you two glances, and the only male omega little green tea in the class looked at you four times. Mingbao, you really Thank me for remodeling your clothes. I, Su Xiaohang, will be the woman who helped you ascend the Alpha throne of the school." Su Xiaohang, who is busy copying homework, does not seem to be so attentive. All directions.

"...What nickname do you have for others? Focus on it, and I will study the committee members to collect the assignments." Jin Siming disgusted, but he was pleased by these words in his heart. After all, beautiful people Most of them are narcissistic, and Jin Siming’s criteria for making friends since childhood is that whoever says she is good-looking, she has a good impression of.

"Yao Jin hasn't come to class yet?" She has been paying attention since entering the classroom. Yao Jin's seat has been empty and couldn't help asking.

"Why are you caring about her suddenly? You won't make up anymore!" Su Xiaohang looked startled.

Jin Siming glared at her speechlessly, "It's never been better, where is the reconciliation?"

"Then you ask her..."

Jin Siming was anxious: "Can't you ask?"

"Of course... OK, that, she was not there when I arrived in the classroom, she should have not come." Knowing that Jin Siming would blow up his hair when he mentioned Yao Jin, Su Xiaohang immediately became obedient.

In fact, Jin Siming asked about Yao Jin, just wanting to be more beautiful with her. She thinks that she can definitely beat Yao Jin today and become the visual center of the class, sweeping away the shame of Zhuangshan on Saturday!

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there. In the next second, Yao Jin appeared at the front door of the classroom wearing the little skirt that she smashed with her last time.

Jin Siming squinted his eyes.

Yao Jin must be deliberate to wear this skirt, right?

As soon as Yao Jin entered the classroom, many people took the initiative to greet her. She is a well-known socialite, good sociable, and also a core figure in the more active circles in the class. There are hardly any gangsters in the school, except for Jin Siming.

However, in Jin Siming's view, everyone has their own likes and dislikes, and it is impossible to have a good relationship with everyone. If there is, it must be a black-cored white lotus like Yao Jin who does not refuse to come and is false.

Seeing Yao Jin's figure dealing with a group of people, Jin Siming let out a cold contempt.

But suddenly seeing Yao Jin looking towards her back row, she quickly averted her gaze.

......

"Jingjingjingjing..."

In the blink of an eye to the second break, Jin Siming got up and went to the bathroom.

When passing through the corridor outside the classroom, as expected, she saw Yao Jin being surrounded and chatting by a few people who were not in her class.

If the corridor is an important social occasion for school students, then Yao Jin must be a frequent visitor here. Jin Siming is the exact opposite of her. Unless someone is looking for her, he will rarely stop in the corridor. She thinks that meaningless social interaction is a waste of life. Isn't it fragrant to sit in your seat and read comics and novels? The most important thing is that the corridor at the entrance is narrow enough. Three people walked side by side. It was barely enough. There were so many people standing there and making trouble. What she hated the most was this kind of occupying the way. Every time she passed by, she would worry about being caught Where did the flying out "human flesh bomb" hit it.

Now the corridor has been gradually occupied by students coming out of the classroom, she has to go through it quickly, otherwise there will be more people in a while.

However, she had just walked to the back door of the next class when she was stopped by a girl.

"Classmate...can you call Zhong Qian from your class for me?"

A sweet-looking girl with Qi Liuhai blocked in front of Jin Siming, looking at her shyly.

Jin Siming was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about who Zhong Qian was for a while, he was relieved when he thought that the people in his class hadn't recognized them all. However, no one had ever asked her to act as a substitute service before, and she was still anxious to go to the toilet, so she said: "There is no teacher in the class, you can go in and find it yourself."

Who knows that the girl listened, blushing and still blocking her: "I...I'm not too embarrassed to go in, can you help me?"

Seeing more and more people in the corridor, Jin Siming became anxious, "You have a lot of business, let's do it." After saying that, she shouted the name to the class, turned her head and passed the girl and left.

Little did she know that after hearing her words, the sweet girl's face was not only red but also a little white, biting her lower lip tightly, her face was injured.

This scene happened to be watched by Yao Jin on the side.

Gao Mei leaned into Yao Jin's ear and whispered: "I used to think that Jin Siming's personality was annoying, but after she split into Alpha, she was still so straight, but she was pretty cute. That omega girl obviously has a good impression of her, so she came here specifically. Didn't you strike up a conversation? She didn't even notice it."

Yao Jin smiled, with a hint of teasing in her upturned eyes: "This is the first time I have seen her being accosted by an omega. She used to be straight to those boys. It's probably this kind of contrast that makes you think of her. You have that kind of cuteness out of nothing."

"You two really have a **** hatred. Speaking of which, the boy from the vocational high school is still harassing you lately? If he is too much, let Yang brother help, I am afraid..."

Hearing Gao Mei's concern, Yao Jin was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I can solve it."

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