I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

In those days, Ning Huabi rarely had some free time, and made a video call with Zhuang Jin.

Zhuang Jin restrained himself a little in front of his mother, and managed to say a few good words: "My side is doing well, and work is going well. Xiaoyan has been quite obedient recently, and hasn't caused any major trouble."

He did not sue his brother. Ning Huabi, who will never catch up with the hot spots, will never see those gossips that have been deleted.

Ning Huabi sighed, remembering that he saw the name of his youngest son on the roster of the Design Innovation Competition.

She really wanted to see Zhuang Yan get better, but she didn't dare to hold out too much hope.

Ning Huabi asked again: "Have you met Xiao Yan recently?"

Zhuang Jin laughed: "No, I don't want to see you. Xiao Yan has been making excuses to act like a spoiled child to me, but I haven't planned to forgive him yet."

Ning Huabi laughed, and said gently: "Then you can handle it yourself, I have other projects to be busy in a while, and take care of my brother by the way, okay?"

"Row."

These all happened in places that Zhuang Yan could not see.

As expected, the popularity of the matter itself went down very quickly. After a few hours, even the posts were no longer found on the forum.

The other friends didn't ask much, they just sent Qin Heyu as a representative to ask Zhuang Yan if nothing happened.

Qin Heyu blushed, and said eagerly: "That's nothing, it doesn't mean anything else. Anyway, we are friends, don't think too much, just say if you need help, anyway, I will definitely stand by your side."

Zhuang Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "It's really nothing."

"…real?"

Zhuang Yan pointed to the back of her neck: "You will know it by smelling my pheromone."

Qin Heyu got stuck: "Oh."

Zhuang Yan hummed. But thinking of last night, looking at the back of Alpha on the terrace through the glass window, I feel a little flustered and cramped.

It just so happened that Qin Heyu didn't know how to speak.

After a few seconds, Zhuang Yan coughed lightly, and randomly asked a question: "Do you want to review?"

Qin Heyu nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yeah!"

Near the end of the term, there are more and more students in the library, and it is hard to find one.

Both Zhuang Yan and Qin Heyu are people with strong self-control. After discussing with each other casually, they decided to study in the dormitory.

Chen E also got busy, but there was no one there. According to 408, he was catching up with some work matters, and planned to save a free time later to deal with some personal matters.

408 reminded: "Xiao Yan, do you have any special plans for the winter vacation?"

Zhuang Yan: "Yes."

He booked a ticket to Bojiang Starfield in the middle of next month, and planned to go to Changlin Middle School to take a closer look before continuing to think about the next architectural design.

After all, he is already an adult, and the Federation has maintained good law and order over the years. It is not uncommon for an Omega to travel alone.

408 replied with a smiley face.

"receive."

Qin Heyu dragged Zhuang Yan to brush up the questions, reviewing space modeling and force calculation in a disgruntled manner. It is said that the failure rate of this course has been high all year round, and Xiao Qin's eyebrows are almost bald with worry.

"Xiao Yan, I originally wanted to get all A's, but now I realize the reality, I don't deserve it. I beg the professor to give me a B+ for my serious review!"

Zhuang Yan put down his optical brain and took out a piece of draft paper.

"Don't worry," he comforted. "Actually, this is the test site of Chapter 6. You can pass it by applying the transformation formula. I will show you step by step."

…

Between the sea of ​​books and the sea of ​​questions, time passed day by day.

With not much time left before the exam, Qin Heyu finally had enough anxiety. I'm tired of destroying it, I don't care what I do in the exam, I've been reviewing for so long anyway.

He began to look forward to the winter vacation with Zhuang Yan: "The starship has been booked, and I will go home the afternoon after the exam!"

Zhuang Yan: "Yes."

"I told you before that there are many strange specialties in my house. I will bring you some dried meat for you to try when I come back from the holiday. By the way, Zhuang Yan, do you want to stay in the central star?"

Zhuang Yan thought for a while: "I set aside a week to prepare for the competition, and the rest of the time should be here."

Qin Heyu: "Then I wish you success."

Zhuang Yan smiled: "You too."

"Yeah." Qin Heyu paused, and then said, "Responsibility should also go smoothly!"

"..."

In fact, Zhuang Yan didn't dare to think too much, but maybe the communication based on responsibility has gradually undergone some subtle changes.

It's like a jar of peach blossom water buried under a tree, and when it is left slowly, the wine smells.

On the day the exam ended, Qin Heyu became a happy bird, humming a song and taking a taxi to the airport.

Zhuang Yan went back to the dormitory to pack up the study materials, and then turned out the design drafts that had been put aside temporarily, and prepared to work hard from the next day.

408 sent a message: "I have ordered the colonel's starship, and he also needs to go back to the Bojiang Starfield."

Zhuang Yan's heart skipped a beat for a moment, and he typed a reply on the optical brain: "Understood."

408 said: "I probably passed a few days later than you, and came back a few days earlier. Xiao Yan, do you want me to book a hotel for you?"

Zhuang Banquet: "I've ordered it myself."

408: "Which one is it?"

Zhuang Yan looked for the order with lowered eyes, and sent it after finding it. 408 sent an emoticon as usual, indicating that it has been checked.

Zhuang Yan knew that Chen E was busier than ever during this time.

408 once mentioned intentionally or unintentionally that Alpha spent more than ten days in a row, even going back and forth with the military at the training ground, and didn't even have time to go home.

Zhuang Yan thought, then let me not bother him.

So before the trip, the test scores were almost down, and they hadn't met a few times seriously.

The starship to the Bojiang star field left in the evening.

Zhuang Yan packed his luggage and all the necessary materials in advance. In the waiting room, he lowered his head to activate the optical brain, explained his whereabouts to his relatives and friends, and reported his safety by the way.

Qin Heyu replied quickly: "Bon voyage, be safe!"

Chen E even sent a word "um".

But until the boarding announcement sounded, there was no reply from Ning Huabi and Zhuang Jin. Zhuang Yan sighed softly, turned off the optical brain screen, and dragged his luggage to the gate.

at the same time.

Zhuang Jin turned on the screen and glanced at the news.

Heh, Xiao Yan worked really hard to participate in the competition. For the sake of design, he ran to such a remote place by himself.

Zhuang Jin was a little relieved, thinking that his younger brother might really be sensible.

But when I think about it, I feel wrong——

Knowing that there was no reply, why did Zhuang Yan keep sending messages?

Has he actually been seen through by that little bastard...!

…

It takes two or three days from Central Star to Bojiang.

Zhuang Yan didn't go out much, and the waiter delivered all three meals to the door. In addition to eating and sleeping, he dug out the previous drafts and school materials, and slowly changed the design at his desk.

The afternoon of the third day.

The starship sailed into the airport, and outside the window has been transformed into an old and dilapidated city scene.

This planet is almost at the development level of Central Star thirty years ago. Zhuang Yan dragged his luggage to land, followed the signs to find a place at the airport, and then took a taxi to the hotel.

It is already considered one of the best hotels in Bojiang Starfield, but it is still incomparable with the student dormitory where Zhuang Yan lived before, it can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

Zhuang Yan is actually not picky, as long as the room is clean and the security facilities are complete, it is enough for him.

On the first day of landing, the long-term travel was exhausting, so he simply washed and rested early.

After Zhuang Yan washed her hair, while waiting for her hair to dry, she hesitated and sent a message to 408: "It's summer here."

The season is completely different from Central Star, remember to remind Chen E to bring more cool clothes.

408: "Got it, I will always pay attention to the weather forecast!"

Then I don't know what to say.

It's strange, it feels unnatural to meet each other, and it still feels unnatural not to meet each other.

Zhuang Yan closed the dialog box, treated herself like an ostrich, and dawdled in the pillow for a while with her face stuffy.

Come to think of it, this is actually quite normal, isn't it?

For example, if it's just ordinary friends, such as Qin Heyu, who want to come to the same place as me—

Then when he was chatting, would he remind Qin Heyu how to wear clothes?

...that must be!

Well, that's right.

This reason is too legitimate, Zhuang Yan tried his best to calm down and raised his head.

The optical brain began to vibrate again.

It was a video call, Zhuang Yan glanced at the name on the screen, shook his hand, and almost threw his brain on the ground.

After two or three seconds, the button was pressed to connect.

The Alpha on the opposite side didn't even show any impatient expression. The man's forehead hair was soaked with sweat, his face was slightly tired, and he looked like he had just finished training.

His tone was very light: "Are you here?"

Zhuang Yan replied softly: "I just arrived at the hotel not long ago."

"Go to Changlin Middle School tomorrow?"

"Well, I plan to go there and take a look first."

Zhuang Yan glanced at the itinerary sent by 408 before. The day after tomorrow, Chen E will also leave for the Bojiang Starfield.

He was on the starship of the military department, which should be much faster than his own. He didn’t stay in a hotel when he came. 408 noted on the form that Chen E had a small house in a remote urban area, and he could stay there just by hiring someone to clean it.

That should be the legacy left by his mother Xie Ruyun during her lifetime.

Chen E didn't say much, but just sent the contact information of Wen Xuan, the principal of Changlin Middle School.

Zhuang Yan was stunned, his eyelashes trembling and he raised his face, making a nasal sound to express his confusion.

"She is my mother's former colleague, and she can be regarded as half an elder."

Chen E paused, his tone seemed indifferent, "If you need help, you can contact her directly."

"…Ok."

Before going to bed, Zhuang Yan took a look at Wen Xuan's contact information.

Her name looks ordinary, and it is hard to think of the tough alpha women in interviews and videos.

He just thought it was a bit too serious, and he couldn't figure out what Chen E was thinking.

Zhuang Yan hesitated, saved the number, and did not contact Wen Xuan directly.

According to information, Changlin Middle School is located in the suburbs between the two cities. There is a small river behind the school, and there are desolate wastelands on both sides.

The land is cheap and the scenery is good, but the traffic is not very convenient. There are only two or three scheduled shuttle buses every morning and evening for students and teachers to come and go.

Zhuang Yan woke up early in order to drive the car.

The car was full of passengers, two or three students leaned against the back of the chair to sleep, but most of the others were silently reviewing their homework with optical brains in their hands.

The original intention of Changlin Middle School was to give impoverished students the opportunity to receive education, so tuition fees are free.

I heard that principal Wen Xuan has very strict management, and the teachers pay close attention to their studies. Unexpectedly, this atmosphere is already very strong before I arrive at school.

After arriving at the station, Zhuang Yan got off the bus.

The campus is very narrow, and the teaching building is only separated by the width of an aisle, and it can already touch the wall.

The stadium is sandwiched between the school gate and the building, occupying a small area, which is used as a venue for student activities and school meetings.

There are people coming and going on the campus, and the students are in a hurry. Zhuang Yan's appearance is tender, and he blends in it very naturally.

He came to the back of the teaching building and looked at the targets to be rebuilt in the plan. It is said that in the future the Education Bureau will allocate a little more land and move the fence back to make room for reconstruction.

Zhuang Yan measured twice with his footsteps back and forth, but in fact the planned land was not that big.

But it is enough, his design can plan this limited space well.

He was thinking so seriously that he didn't even pay attention to the students nearby, who had gradually returned to the teaching building, preparing for morning reading.

The bell for the morning reading has not yet rang, and the whole school was immersed in a silent and solemn atmosphere at that time.

Looking down from the window on the third floor, Wen Xuan could see Zhuang Yan at a glance.

The leaves of the banyan tree are layered on top of each other, most of the boy's body is outside the shade of the tree, his skin is as white as glaze - this should not be a clean color that can be grown in a remote star field, and his behavior and temperament are not ordinary, at least he is a child from a middle-class family .

She frowned and said to the teacher beside her, "This is not a student from our school."

The teacher quickly said, "I asked the security to drive him away."

"No, the kid doesn't look like a reporter either."

Standing by the window, Wen Xuan looked at Zhuang Yan carefully: "He should come from another school. Mr. Xu, please go down and ask him to come up."

Teacher Xu nodded.

"I have nothing else to do now, I want to talk to him."

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