Bamboo horse is straight A, what should I do?

I want to see if I can increase the matching degree of pheromone.

Of course Rong Mian would not say that.

"My brother said that I can't drink too much, and I will suffer a loss when I enter the army in the future."

Song Yang: "Who dares to pour you alcohol?"

Rong Mian: "Isn't this just in case?"

Song Yang: "..."

This is an omega dormitory after all, it's not appropriate for Song Yang to stay for too long.

But he was still crying, and it was impossible for Rong Mian to drive him back in this state.

After thinking about it, Rongmian went to knock on Sanguo's door.

The door opened quickly, and Sang Guo looked at him and Song Yang not far away: "What's the matter?"

Rong Mian: "I'll take him back, he probably won't come back tonight, don't call me tomorrow morning."

Sang Guo nodded excitedly: "I understand, I understand! You can go at ease."

Rong Mian: "..."

What did this kid come up with?

Song Yang was thinking about the cake: "Take these too."

Rong Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No one will snatch it from you."

Back in the dormitory in Area A, I happened to meet some alphas who came back from the training hall.

Seeing Song Yang and Rong Mian entered Building 1 together, several alphas looked at each other and laughed together.

"Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with it. They are really a couple."

"It's a pity, an omega like Rong Mian should find an alpha who is as strong as him, so that he is a good match."

"Don't you know that some people like to take care of others? Maybe Song Yang was attracted by Rong Mian because he was weak enough?"

"It's a bit weak to say that Song Yang is weak... He can secure the first place, but it doesn't necessarily mean he has no strength."

When entering the door, Rong Mian noticed the people passing behind her.

The military academy implements a gender-segregated accommodation system, in order not to let the students fall in love prematurely and have no intention of studying.

But this is not the case with him and the little piggy, so it shouldn't be a negative teaching material, right?

"Mianmian?"

Song Yang held his hand, his voice was hoarse from crying, "Are you going back now?"

Rong Mian: "I won't go back."

Song Yang: "Really?"

Who could leave such a poor little piggy behind?

Rong Mian: "I'll supervise your sleep at night."

Song Yang said seriously: "As long as you don't leave, I will go to bed right away."

As a result, the words I said were like water poured out. As soon as I entered the dormitory, I plunged into the work room, and even Rong Mian couldn't pull it out.

"Mianmian..."

Song Yang looked at him, "Another half an hour."

Rong Mian: "..."

It's useless to be coquettish.

He looked at the time, it was already 12 o'clock.

"Up to 5 minutes."

Song Yang: "Don't you want to practice drinking?"

Rong Mian: "..."

If it weren't for the fear that the little piggy would be too sick, Rong Mian wouldn't have prevented him from working, but this person was too undisciplined.

The smell of wine gradually spread in the air, so strong that it burned the throat.

Rong Mian sat in front of the console, watching him draw with his chin resting.

I used to think about whether the little piggy would taste like toffee or cola, but I didn't expect it to be so strong, and it was not worse than my brother's.

Rong Mian rubbed her eyes, too heavy to open them.

Why do I suddenly feel sleepy and dizzy?

Hearing a bang behind him, Song Yang turned his head abruptly, seeing that Rong Mian was lying on the console and sliding on the ground.

"Mianmian!"

Song Yang took a few steps to support him, tested the temperature on his forehead, and found that he had a low-grade fever.

He picked him up and sent him back to the bedroom, there was no trace of the pitiful look on his face.

Finding a fever-reducing patch from the medical kit and pasting it on, Song Yang unbuttoned the top two buttons of Rongmian's shirt.

"It's all like this, but I still hold on."

01's voice sounded leisurely: "He was drunk by your pheromone and fell asleep, there is no major problem."

Song Yang: "It's not even 1 minute."

01: "You were also drunk."

Song Yang: "..."

He stroked his hair irritably, and pulled the quilt over Rong Mian.

Just as he was about to get up, he was suddenly grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

"Cola."

Rong Mian struggled to open her eyes, feeling that she would fall asleep at any moment, "Come and sleep."

Song Yang: "I still have a few lines left to draw—"

Waiting to sit down is not a matter of a few lines.

Rong Mian: "I don't want to sleep alone."

Song Yang: "..."

It's been a long time since I saw the soft and coquettish Mianmian, who can refuse?

Song Yang ran to take a shower and got into bed.

The small bed is still very crowded for two people.

Song Yang felt that if he turned over, he would roll under the bed, so he could only lie on his side.

Rong Mian is already fast asleep, her sleeping position is as regular as when she was a child, she wakes up no matter what she lays down.

Song Yang looked at it for a moment, then pulled out the decorative buckle on his terminal.

"What about the recorded surveillance video?"

01: "What video?"

Song Yang: "Don't make me ask a second time."

01: "Here you go--"

Each AI patrol patrolling the street saves the video of the day's patrol, which will be automatically uploaded to the police system after midnight that night.

Song Yang opened all twelve videos stolen by 01 and played them at the fastest speed.

After a few minutes, he paused one of them.

An alpha man in white T-colored trousers wandered on the road outside the rich farm store, passing the store door three times and looking inside.

Song Yang flicked his finger lightly, but his fingertip hovered over the delete button for a long time without pressing it.

In the end, I clicked cancel, intercepted this paragraph, and put it in the original folder.

Song Yang: "Don't tell him I cut it."

01: "Then don't tell him I showed you."

Song Yang: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

01: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Song Yang finished watching the rest of the video, and turned his head to look at Rong Mian.

"You still have the mind to take care of others."

Early the next morning, before Rong Mian regained consciousness, he was awakened by the call of long legs.

Seeing the sleeping face of the little piggy in front of him, he remembered that he slept in the dormitory in Area A last night.

Rong Mian stood up and looked at his domineering sleeping posture.

"..."

It was still early, he carefully moved Song Yang's legs down, washed up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

It's not complicated, but it's okay if it's just a sandwich.

Before class started, Song Yang finally woke up.

He came out yawning, with a bunch of dull hair on his head, and reached into his clothes to scratch.

"Mianmian, I'm going to make breakfast now."

Rong Mian was checking yesterday's surveillance video, when he looked up, he happened to see his beautiful abs under the hem of his clothes.

"You go wash up first."

Seeing the sandwich on the plate in his hand, Song Yang suddenly became sober: "Where did this come from?"

Rong Mian: "I did."

Song Yang walked up to him and lowered his head: "I want to try it."

Rong Mian chuckled, picked it up and handed it to his mouth: "How does it taste?"

Song Yang's eyes were shining, he nodded with puffed mouth, gave a thumbs up, and quickly ran back to the bedroom to change clothes and wash.

"This kid."

Rong Mian shook her head helplessly, "It didn't grow up at all."

After class in the morning, taking advantage of the lunch break, the two went to the student union office.

The matter of accepting newcomers can no longer be delayed, and Qian Fan was promised to hold an event yesterday, and the relevant proposals must be completed as soon as possible.

Song Yang looked at the messy environment, and his complexion was not good at that time.

"Who did it? Zhao Han?"

Rong Mian walked in and said calmly, "I don't know, but only members of the previous student union would do this, right?"

As soon as he turned around, Song Yang had already walked to the chairman's desk, opened the terminal and spoke into the microphone.

"This is the student union office. I'm Song Yang. I'm issuing an urgent notice. The student union office has lost important items. Please gather all members of the previous student union immediately at the student union office. If you don't arrive within half an hour for no reason, the student union will report to the Political and Education Office and Police Department—"

Deep voices resounded from every corner of the school.

It was time for lunch, and the restaurants suddenly became lively.

"Chairman Song's voice is so nice!"

"Damn it, what was lost so badly? You want to report to the Police Department?"

"Chairman Song seems very angry."

"The people from the previous session didn't forget to take something away after they retired? Isn't it too tasteless?"

In the office, Song Yang pinched the microphone after speaking, and pulled Rong Mian to lean against the conference table.

Rong Mian was also a little unhappy when he came here yesterday, but now that Song Yang is angry, he is not angry anymore.

Rong Mian: "How are you going to punish them?"

Song Yang bent one leg and sat with arms folded: "These kids won't grow up unless they teach them a lesson."

Rong Mian: "..."

Do you have the nerve to call someone else a child?

Those people won't come over so quickly, while waiting, Rong Mian said hesitantly: "There is something that I don't know how to solve, can you give me some advice?"

Looking at him from the corner of the eye, Song Yang asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Rong Mian opened a video: "This is a surveillance video intercepted by 01. In the video is a store of the rich farmer breeding company. I suspect that they are transporting the modified body from Xuexing. Look at this person—"

Song Yang took a glance: "..."

Isn't this what he cut before going to bed?

He looked at Rong Mian, a little surprised.

She thought that Rong Mian would not discuss these matters with him.

After talking for a long time, seeing that Song Yang didn't speak, Rong Mian came back to his senses: "Do you know what a modified body is? It's—"

"I know."

Song Yang showed no expression, "Uncle's concubine is a modified body, she has controlled uncle for many years, it's scary."

Hearing him say it's scary, Rong Mian's heart twitched.

Song Yang is the only son of the three princes, his uncle is the former king, and the terrifying modified body in his mouth is called Ji Ling - a super omega with extremely high pheromone level and can mind control omega and alpha. One of the masterminds of the operation.

Under Ji Ling's mental control, the target can't resist, or even feel that he is being controlled, and can only act according to his will.

"Mianmian?"

Rong Mian regained her senses and nodded: "Recently, I found that the modified body is active again. I wanted to inform my brother two days ago, but he is busy with the Legion recently. I am wondering whether to report it to His Majesty."

"Tell my brother?"

Song Yang sneered, "Forget it, it's useless to tell that old man."

Rong Mian: "..."

old man?

Rong Mian was puzzled: "Why?"

Song Yang: "He won't care."

Rong Mian: "This matter can be big or small, I don't think he should ignore it."

Song Yang looked at him and suddenly laughed.

"How about this? Let's make a bet. If he doesn't care, I will lose. If he doesn't care, you will lose."

Seeing the smiling face so close in front of her eyes, Rong Mian was dazed for a moment.

"bet?"

Song Yang: "If you lose, you will sleep in my dormitory for a month."

Rong Mian: "I will be dragged to the principal's office to talk."

Song Yang: "What are you afraid of? If you want to write a self-criticism, you and I will be half alone."

Rong Mian: "Then you lost?"

Song Yang: "Then I can only sleep in your dormitory."

Rong Mian: "..."

really.

As long as he doesn't pluck his hair alone when writing the review, Rong Mian doesn't care about this bet.

With such an irregular schedule now, Little Piggy might go bald ahead of time.

Song Yang opened the terminal, found Song Yu's private communication number and dialed it.

After a while there was no response, he dialed the communication number of Song Yu's special assistant again.

This time it was connected quickly.

The middle-aged special assistant stood in front of the camera and greeted Song Yang respectfully. Behind him was a corn grove.

Song Yang: "Where's my brother? I have something to ask him."

The special assistant turned the camera to the corn grove.

The alpha with long blond hair was wearing a moon-white king's uniform, squatting in the cornfield digging holes at the moment.

Rong Mian: "..."

Song Yang: "..."

The special assistant said respectfully: "Your Majesty, His Highness the Third Prince is looking for you."

Among the existing children of the royal family, Song Yang ranks third.

Song Yu didn't even look back: "No time."

Rong Mian and Song Yang were head to head, watching Song Yu bury the corn seeds in the hole, and then went to dig another hole. Halfway through the digging, he suddenly threw the shovel away annoyed.

The assistant next to him handed over a handful of seeds tremblingly.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry. If you are angry, you have to dig another hole."

Song Yu was silent for a moment, pointing to the shovel flying far away: "Go and pick it up."

The assistant rushed to pick it up.

Rong Mian: "..."

Brother, are you a devil?This punishment is too miserable for Brother Yu.

The two waited for him to bury three cornholes before speaking.

In the picture, Song Yu took the towel handed over by his assistant to wipe his hands, and looked at Rong Mian with a rare smile on his face.

"You seem to be in good spirits. Your brother hasn't pulled you to train in the middle of the night these days, has he?"

Rong Mian shook her head: "Some things happened in school, brother is too busy and I can't make up my mind, so I want to ask what you mean."

Song Yu frowned: "Call me brother."

Rong Mian: "Brother."

Maybe they are cousins, Song Yang and Song Yu look alike, especially in that they are ridiculously beautiful, but Song Yang's hair color is a little darker than Song Yu's.

After a while, Song Yu sat in the greenhouse and listened to Rong Mian explain the whole thing.

"You suspect the rich peasant now?"

Rong Mian nodded: "I'm sure they are indeed delivering super omega, but I'm not sure if this is the only one delivering it. They have a thug organization with modified pistols. I've already drawn the style."

Song Yu drank his coffee and responded unhurriedly, "Then what do you think should be done next?"

Rong Mian: "..."

Not right.

Rong Mian said seriously: "I think if you take over, I won't care."

Song Yu laughed softly: "Mianmian, you know being a king is sometimes tiring."

Rong Mian: "..."

Song Yang mocked: "Busy growing corn? So busy."

Song Yu ignored him and looked at Rong Mian: "How about this, I'll send you some people to use, you try to check it yourself?"

Rong Mian: "Brother Yu, I—"

Song Yu patted his head from the air: "I believe in your ability, you must have confidence in yourself, brother loves you."

Rong Mian: "..."

After hanging up the video call, Rong Mian met Song Yang's teasing eyes as soon as he looked up.

"Am I right?"

Song Yang patted his head, as if to wipe off Song Yu's dirt, "He doesn't care about anything now."

Recalling Song Yu's attitude just now, Rong Mian shook his head.

Hearing that a modified body ran out, the other party didn't seem worried at all.

Don't want to care?is there any other reason?

Thinking of the modified bodies exposed now, Rong Mian felt as if he had caught something, but he had more questions.

In the greenhouse of the King’s bedroom in the palace, Song Yu put down his coffee cup and looked up at the blue sky outside the greenhouse. The time He Rongshi spent in the military academy flashed before his eyes.

"very nice."

The special assistant asked in a low voice: "Will it be too dangerous not to tell Master Mian?"

"He's a key part of the plan."

Song Yu chuckled: "If you can't even withstand this test, then how can you provoke the burden of this country in the future."

The special assistant still couldn't help worrying: "But his body—"

"He is a beast in chains."

Song Yu retracted his gaze and looked at the rose that had been broken off from the flower branch arch and hung down. He said in a low voice, "When he breaks free from the chains, the empire will surely usher in great changes."

-

In the student union office, before Rong Mian could think clearly, there was a knock on the door.

Suppressing his doubts, he went to open the door, and a group of sophomores with bad faces stood outside the door.

"What are you looking for us for? We didn't take it."

"Have you figured it out, just send that kind of notice casually!"

"If we didn't take it, would you apologize to us?!"

Rong Mian: "I just asked you to cooperate with the investigation, but you haven't been convicted. What's the rush?"

In less than half an hour, people arrived one after another.

Zhao Han and Liu Yi finally pinched, and when they saw Song Yang and Rong Mian, their expressions were not very good-looking.

When everyone came, Song Yang stood at the head of the round table without sitting down, and just looked at everyone with a sullen face.

At first no one paid any attention to him, but gradually, everyone began to panic.

This atmosphere is too scary, not quite right.

Could it be that something is really missing?But what treasures can there be in the office?

Everyone gave Zhao Han their eyes.

Zhao Han endured it, and looked at Song Yang: "Ask what you want to ask, we still have class in the afternoon."

"Attend class?"

Song Yang looked down at him expressionlessly, "If you don't settle this matter today, you still want to go to class?"

Everyone panicked when they heard this.

What do you mean, you won't even let me go to class? !

Rong Mian walked to Song Yang's side: "Each of you tell me what you did when you left the office for the last time. The office is monitored. I hope you all tell the truth."

Zhao Han sneered: "Since there is surveillance, wouldn't it be good to check the surveillance?"

"I saw it when Senior Zhao left, so I can rule it out."

Rong Mian looked at the others, "Start from the first one on the left."

As soon as Zhao Han was excluded, the eyes of others looking at Zhao Han became very subtle.

"I just took my stuff and left."

"I completed the file and filed it before leaving."

"I just came over to get a dress—"

……

After a round of talking, Song Yang said coldly: "Say it again."

Everyone's eyes widened.

What does this mean? !

The first person on the left stood up, feeling a little flustered.

"I only took my own stuff."

The second person: "I will complete the file and leave."

The third: "I took the clothes, looked through a few files, and put them back."

After one round, Song Yang: "Say it again."

Zhao Han stood up abruptly: "What do you mean?!"

But Song Yang and Rong Mian ignored him.

After talking for five rounds in a row, seeing that it was time for the afternoon class, everyone became nervous.

In today's game, they couldn't figure out what Song Yang was going to do.

In this tense atmosphere, Beta, who was the first to speak, got up, glanced at Zhao Han, and put a key on the table: "I accidentally took the key of storage room No. [-], sorry."

Rong Mian took the key and went to the No. [-] storage room to try it out.

"you can go now."

Beta was taken aback. He thought he would be punished, but he didn't expect to leave so easily?

Seeing that he handed over the things, the others got up one after another.

Song Yang: "I let you go?"

All one meal.

Zhao Han: "Didn't he already hand over the things?"

Song Yang: "He handed over his, what about yours?"

Zhao Han gritted his teeth: "I didn't take anything!"

Song Yang: "I said you took something?"

In the classroom, Gu Fei and Zhao Yuan were discussing big math problems when the virtual screen in the classroom suddenly came down, and the members of the student union who had just retired from the second grade appeared one by one in turn.

"I am Zhang Yuan, the former head of the Propaganda Department of the Student Union. I am willing to accept punishment for destroying the files of the Student Union Office due to personal feelings."

"I'm Zhou Ming, the former head of the Student Union's Learning Department. Because I was dissatisfied with the change of old and new, I took the key to the storage room—"

Hearing them admit their mistakes one by one, all the classrooms were shocked.

How could these people do such a thing when they usually look like human beings? !

Finally, Rong Mian appeared on the screen.

"I'm Rong Mian. I'm sorry for delaying everyone's class time. The punishments for the seniors will be announced in the student union announcement. In addition, new students will be officially accepted from today. The registration channel is already open, and everyone is welcome to register."

Frightened by the confession of the group in front of them, many people were a little scared.

Song Yang always looks like he needs to be protected. Although Rong Mian is strong in combat, he has a good personality and never loses his temper.

But now it seems that is not quite the case.

Today's announcement is to tell everyone that no matter who dares to bully them, they will have to pay the price.

Before the get out of class was over, the discussion had already started on the military academy forum.

"This strong style suits my appetite. I was not interested in the student union at first, but now I want to try it."

"Would like to try +1"

"If you're not strong, you can't control the seniors at all, they are too bold!"

After class in the afternoon, Rong Mian was blocked by someone before she even walked out of the teaching building.

The alpha in front of him was about the same height as him, with a cropped cut and thick eyebrows.

"Chairman Rong, I'm Lei Peng, the third-year mecha department. I heard that your mecha is very good at playing. I wonder if I can learn two tricks with you?"

A third-year mecha department?

Rong Mian narrowed her eyes slightly, is this the gauntlet that Zhao Han said?

Just after class, there are all students around.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but stop and watch.

As soon as this suppressed the seniors, the seniors challenged them.

The chairman really doesn't do well.

"I remember that the chief of the third grade of the Mecha Department is called Lei Peng, Cao, looking for freshmen to learn from?"

"It's obvious that you are dissatisfied with the results of the noon process. Maybe you feel that you have lost face?"

"How does this compare? I can't agree."

Sang Guo and Sang Ning squeezed over from a distance.

Intellectually, they all felt that it was best for Rong Mian not to agree, but if he didn't agree, his momentum would be weakened, and it would be very troublesome to discipline those thorny seniors in the future.

Rong Mian: "How do you want to compare?"

Lei Peng smiled: "Shouldn't freshmen have permission to fight?"

Rong Mian: "Yes."

There was a gasp all around.

Actually agreed!

Lei Peng glanced at Rong Mian's face, and rolled his Adam's apple: "Why don't you make another bet? If I win, you can give me a kiss, how about it?"

"Grass, what the hell—"

Sang Guo cursed in a low voice and wanted to rush over, but was held tightly by Sang Ning.

Sang Ning: "Listen to what they say first."

Song Yang stood in front of Rong Mian, blocking his obscene sight.

"Where do you want to kiss, shoe soles?"

"Pfft haha-"

There was a burst of laughter around.

"Soles, the smell is strong!"

"I am a friendly gift of 20-year-old soles!"

"My newly trained shoes that stepped on shit haven't been washed yet, just in time for them!"

Lei Peng's expression changed.

"Of course dear—"

Song Yang looked down at him with cold eyes: "Huh?"

Lei Peng suppressed his anger and smiled: "Then you don't need to bet, how about eight o'clock in the evening?"

Song Yang: "Sorry, Mianmian and I have to write papers at 08:30."

"It's ok."

Rong Mian walked to Song Yang's side, "This kind of discussion will be over in less than 10 minutes."

Lei Peng's eyes widened slightly, not knowing where his confidence came from.

Rong Mian glanced at him: "Then we will see you in the battle."

After speaking, he pulled Song Yang away.

With a relaxed and calm appearance, it doesn't look like an appointment with the chief of the third-year mecha, but rather an appointment for afternoon tea.

On the contrary, the students around were shaking with excitement.

The boss is so powerful!

There is a good show to watch!

On the way back to the dormitory, Song Yang was very angry: "What, dare to make such a request?"

Rong Mian: "..."

Song Yang: "I've never kissed before!"

Rong Mian: "..."

So why are you angry?

Rong Mian smiled: "Then do you want to kiss?"

Song Yang paused.

Rong Mian pointed to her face: "I'll kiss you."

Song Yang looked at his fair face, lowered his head and moved closer.

Rong Mian's eyes flashed.

I didn't feel it when I said it just now, but the little piggy was really close, and he was still a little nervous.

01: "Little master, please don't make accidents that will speed up your heart rate."

Rong Mian: "..."

Before kissing, Song Yang stopped suddenly.

"No, my son is not allowed to kiss anyone."

Hearing his muttering, Rong Mian: "..."