Every day I want to end the Alpha hair loss

When Le Wangjiang once again became famous in the forum, he was also troubled by one thing.

Le Wangjiang supported his head with his hands, and looked at Jiang Feiyu with lowered eyes.

His pair of mint green peach blossom eyes were a little cold and indifferent, as well as a bit cool.

Anyone who is stared at by him like this can't bear to make noise, but Jiang Feiyu seems to have no feeling, she lowers her head slightly and continues to write Lewangjiang's [-]-word self-criticism.

Seeing Jiang Feiyu ignoring him directly, Le Wangjiang finally moved first.

He kicked Jiang Feiyu, neither light nor heavy, but it happened to attract Jiang Feiyu's attention.

"Hey." Le Wangjiang said, "Sitting here Tang Buping and they dare not come to me anymore."

Liang Yutian came here just now, but before he knocked on the window to signal Le Wangjiang to open the window for him, his eyes met Jiang Feiyu.

So Liang Yutian ran away without saying a word, and even sent a text message to Le Wangjiang while running

[Brother Le, from now on we will meet again by fate. 】

Le Wangjiang felt a little upset when he thought about it.

Why are everyone so afraid of Jiang Feiyu?

This old dog doesn't even know how to fight, he just says "points deducted" rigidly, what is he afraid of?

Jiang Feiyu responded, turned her head and continued writing the review.

Just when Lewangjiang was about to kick him again, Jiang Feiyu quietly replied, "Very good."

Le Wangjiang: "?"

He knocked on the table, clasping his slender fingers on the table, in stark contrast to the wooden table: "What did you say?"

Jiang Feiyu pressed the tip of her teeth lightly, and did not answer any more to annoy Le Wangjiang.

But he answered it in his heart

In this way, only he can stand by his side.

During self-study in the afternoon, Lao Zhu informed the class about the National Day performance.

Because Fengman High School is a private high school, the teaching is different. In addition, the senior high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination have their own test scores + ordinary scores.

In recent years, the pressure on minors has increased sharply, and there have been many suicides. It is precisely because of this that the direction of education has gradually tilted, from the initial score to the current comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, beauty and physique.

Therefore, even in the third year of high school, they can still participate in such big events as performances and school sports.

It's just that there is no such operation as ranking overtime and grading. After all, they only focus on participation.

The entertainment committee member of the first class is Meng Tao, a girl, not tall.

Meng Tao stood on the podium: "This year's class division, everyone is not familiar with it, so is it okay to just vote to decide the performance?"

Although she is not tall, she looks small and cute, and her big eyes are also very beautiful, so most of the people in the class don't have any objections to her.

Meng Tao wrote down "stage play", "singing and dancing", "cantata", "poetry recitation" etc. on the blackboard, and crossed out the items they were not interested in under the suggestions of his classmates, and finally left the stage play And sing and dance.

The way to vote is to draw orthographic characters on a piece of A4 paper, and pass them from the last group to the first one. When it is passed to Jiang Feiyu, the singing and dancing are just equal to the stage play.

He finished writing the last word of the self-criticism, and first handed the self-criticism to Le Wangjiang.

Lewangjiang was playing a game, he glanced at it, but didn't notice that Jiang Feiyu was staring at him from the corner of his eye, he just pushed back the self-criticism: "You go and hand it in, I don't want to hear Lao Zhu whispering in my ear, bother."

Jiang Feiyu nodded lightly, before returning her attention to the voting paper.

He squeezed the pen in his hand and looked at it, not in a hurry to draw the mark.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally made a stroke of singing and dancing.

But in the end, it was the stage play that won out.

Le Wangjiang didn't care about these things. When Meng Tao announced the result, he had just finished playing the game. As soon as he looked up, he met Meng Tao's eyes.

During the week when Jiang Feiyu was not in the class, he basically got acquainted with the more active people in the class.

Meng Tao happened to be in the line of people calling him brother: "Brother Le! Is the hero coming?!"

Le Wangjiang raised his stool legs, shook his lips and said, "I'm not interested."

Meng Tao: "No! You can't be uninterested! With your face, you'll instantly kill everyone when you go out."

"So." He smiled lazily: "Give others a way out."

"Don't. You are the grassroots of our class. If you don't get in, who can get in?"

Jiang Feiyu was sitting next to him, but none of these people cue him.

This feeling of superiority made Le Wangjiang's tail cock up.

Check it out.

Sure enough, he is still more popular than Old Dog Jiang.

Le Wangjiang was in a good mood, so he agreed directly: "Let's say it first, I won't act in silly fairy tales."

Meng Tao nodded again and again: "As long as Brother Le is willing to come, whatever you say is what you want!"

They were excitedly discussing what script to act in, but Jiang Feiyu looked like an outsider, with lowered eyebrows and eyes calculating.

Le Wangjiang didn't get involved either, and just listened quietly with his head propped up. He didn't know what happened, but his eyes naturally turned to Jiang Feiyu.

"Hey."

Le Wangjiang chuckled lightly: "Are you unhappy that Meng Tao didn't call you the male lead?"

Jiang Feiyu ignored him, which made Le Wangjiang even more sure that Jiang Feiyu was upset because of this.

The smile in his eyes was real: "You call me brother, and I will give you this position."

Jiang Feiyu stopped the tip of her pen without turning her head: "Who cares?"

His tone was a bit cold, Le Wangjiang was taken aback.

But before Lewang Jiang Chong could get angry with Jiang Feiyu, Meng Tao came to the rescue first: "Is the president going to play?! We can play the whole double male lead!"

She said: "Anyway, you won't participate in the programs produced by the student union every year. Don't waste the last happy time in high school!"

Le Wangjiang: "?"

Isn't Old Dog Jiang excluded?

Jiang Feiyu raised her eyes and looked at Meng Tao: "Two male leads are fine."

His tone seemed to be softened a bit, but he didn't seem to: "But with me, there can't be other Omega and alpha."

most……

Only him and Le Wangjiang.

Meng Tao seemed to be very familiar with him: "It's okay, I understand! Anyway, there are not many other things in our class but a lot of ba!"

Hearing this, Le Wangjiang was upset again.

Why did he feel that Jiang Feiyu, an old dog, had a higher status than him?

The people in the first class are very talented.

So in the end they only finalized the theme and general direction, and Ye Xinlu, the study committee member, wrote the script.

When school was over, Jiang Feiyu went to hand in the self-examination, and Le Wangjiang sat in his seat and waited.

Tang Buping packed up his textbooks and came over: "Brother Le, let's go?"

Le Wangjiang didn't speak immediately, but Tang Buping urged him again.

He paused, and asked, "Brother Le, are you waiting for someone?"

"...No." Le Wangjiang got up and put the books neatly into the desk: "Let's go."

He just remembered that the community where Jiang Feiyu lived was near the back gate of the school, and Jiang Feiyu would take that road to go home.

In fact, someone from Lewangjiang will come to pick you up, and you can go through the front and back doors.

However, the road next to the back door of Fengman North Campus is a bit narrow, and it is not easy to park. The most important thing is that there are always hooligans wandering around in that area, so generally everyone goes home through the front door.

Le Wangjiang was different. Every time he asked his family driver to park the car at the back door and wait for him.

Because there are few people at the back door, it is clean and not crowded.

Lewangjiang has a certain degree of cleanliness in some places.

Le Wangjiang stood up slowly, thinking that he was also an idiot.

Why did he wait for Jiang Feiyu?

The old dog said he was a bodyguard, did he really think of himself as a bodyguard?

Just a joke.

Le Wangjiang left the classroom with an extremely unhappy mood.

Tang Buping walked beside him, and took out his mobile phone to browse the forum: "Brother Le, let me tell you that you must be a god again."

"Look!" Tang Buping: "The forums are all talking about your wonderful performance in physiology class."

Le Wangjiang smacked his mouth: "I'm not joking, what about it?"

Tang Buping: "...Brother Le, are you joking? That's why everyone is so excited and looking forward to it."

While talking, he swiped, and came across another post: "Huh?"

Tang Buping was surprised: "Brother Le, some people say that you and Chairman Jiang seem to have a very good relationship."

Hearing this, Le Wangjiang finally became interested in his mobile phone.

He turned his head and glanced, and saw the title was

【Shock!It seems that Le Wangjiang, the school bully god in the north district, and Jiang Feiyu, the school bully god in the south district, have an inexplicable love and killing story! 】The direction inside was normal at first, and everyone didn't believe it at first, until the poster posted a chat between him and Jiang Feiyu, and then the painting style of this building was very strange.

【Seriously, don't you think it's good to knock? 】

[From the first year of high school, when someone asked him for the contact information of the president, I felt that something was wrong after he beat him up] [Although they always say that the king does not see the king, it is the end of the world when they see it, but there are alphas who are so hostile to each other. Is it out of control in the field of pheromones? 】【And it is said that the time in the second year of high school was because Le Wangjiang was stained with other alpha pheromones】【I rely on me, right? 】

Le Wangjiang: "...?"

Tang Buping's eyelids twitched, and just as he was about to appease Le Wangjiang, he saw Le Wangjiang looking at the screen of the phone with strange eyes: "What do you mean it's easy to knock? What's wrong with Old Dog Jiang? That idiot put it in front of me. Old Dog Jiang, if I don’t beat him until he can’t take care of himself, I’m not an alpha, okay?”

The key actually asked him for Jiang Feiyu's contact information.

A ba, or a male ba, why give it to him?

Does he fit?

Le Wangjiang pulled the corner of his mouth coldly.

Tang Buping was affected by his chill, and shrank his neck silently.

He didn't dare to explain to Le Wangjiang that this meant knocking CP, so he could only pretend to be stupid: "I don't know either."

While they were talking, there happened to be a patch of yellowed maple leaves that finally couldn't stand the ravages of the strong wind, fluttering down, and landed on Lewangjiang's hair.

Le Wangjiang touched it casually, looked at it, and found that there was a small wormhole on the top of the maple leaf, which looked like a heart.

He smiled, and threw the maple leaf on the ground casually.

Someone would clean it anyway, and there were no trash cans around here, and he didn't like the plants either.

He and Tang Buping walked towards the school gate, but they didn't notice that someone was following them not far or near.

The man stopped in front of the maple leaf abandoned by Lewangjiang for a long time.

He looked down, his eyes filled with darkness.

In the end, Jiang Feiyu bent down and picked up the maple leaf.

He looked through the small wormhole to see the back of Lewangjiang, which had become a dot, and then he lowered his head and sniffed gently.

He seemed to smell a faint scent of mint on this maple leaf.

There are tens of thousands of mints in this world, and their tastes are equally equal.

But for Jiang Feiyu, there is always a mint fragrance in this world that is different.

It was a cold fragrance that could fascinate him.

It had been rooted in his bones long ago, engraved in his soul, and fused into his flesh and blood.

The Lord needs a little to make him addicted to it, make him willing to die for it, and make his whole being crazy.

Jiang Feiyu pressed the tip of her nose against the maple leaf, and finally kissed it.

His light-colored thin lips caressed the veins of the maple leaves, and a pair of dark eyes were dark and swirling.

It's like night, it's also a deep pool, and it's hell.

His movements make people feel a weird sense of dislocation, which always makes people feel

He seemed to be kissing his lover's hair.