Even Beta wants to bite?

Chapter 19

"Don't be coquettish."

Lin Nanxing wondered if he had heard it wrong, or if Hoddle was deaf just now?

What coquettish?

What is he being coquettish about?

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The phone on the table vibrated twice, and a new message popped up.

[Mr. Lin:: What does LA want? 】

[Mr. Lin: Ask the assistant to buy it. 】

Hoddle pursed his lips. Just now, he said that he would note his real name to everyone, but this person became "Mr. Lin" when it was his turn?

The real name is not noted because it is sure that you will not admit your mistake?

Thinking of this, Hoddle's face became even more stinky.

Lin Nanxing didn't pay attention to his expression, took the mobile phone to reply to the message, and then explained: "My father."

Hoddle snorted coldly, and asked displeasedly, "Which father?"

Lin Nanxing was stunned for a while, then said blankly, "Just my biological father, my mother's husband."

Holder paused for a moment, said "Oh" without changing his face, and changed the subject: "I sent the wrong message just now."

The topic was very jumpy, but Lin Nanxing still kept up. He nodded: "Oh."

"Remarks are still very useful."

Hoddle closed his eyes halfway, clicked on the note, and poked the screen slowly.

His typing technique is very unfamiliar, not typing consecutively, but typing one letter at a time, giving him the impression of old people typing in pinyin.

Contrary to his appearance and age.

Thinking of how Hoddle and Luke met, Lin Nanxing couldn't help guessing, could it be some hermit family who stayed on the mountain all the year round?

"Remarks are made."

Hoddle put away his phone, tapped on the table, and regained his thoughts.

Lin Nanxing lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on his cold hands.

Pale and slender, with distinct joints.

The nails of his ten fingers are slightly lavender, which is a sign of unhealthy health, but he is obviously stronger than most Alphas.

There are many contradictions in Hoddle...

"Go on you!"

"Don't be shy, fuck him!"

"What's the matter with the group, wait for everyone!"

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The reciting voices of individual students were overwhelmed by other game voices, and the whole classroom was filled with happy chatting voices.

Suddenly, all sounds stopped abruptly.

Only Zhan Mingzhi's wailing remained: "Oh shit! Why the fuck are you not on it anymore?!"

Lin Nanxing looked up vigilantly, only to see a gloomy figure at the door of the classroom.

The dean was wearing a black suit and black trousers, but his eyes were like searchlights, scanning the corners of the classroom. Everyone was too scared to take a big breath, and it was so quiet that the sound of the wind blowing through the windows was very clear.

Zhan Mingzhi jumped up from his chair in fright, and dropped his phone on the ground.

The dean sneered, walked to him, picked up the phone, and said in a calm tone, "Zhan Mingzhi, it's ok, play two games in the morning to wake up your mind?"

Zhan Mingzhi looked at his nose, nose and heart, his tall and strong body was huddled in the seat, like a small quail.

The next second, the dean slammed the phone on the table, and the loud noise made everyone gasp.

Lin Nanxing exhaled, he found that the teachers like to scare people with surprise.

Even if he was prepared, he would still be intimidated.

The dean stepped onto the podium and said in a deep voice, "Can you do whatever you want without the teacher?!"

"Is reading for us or for yourself? Don't you have a point in your mind?"

"It's better to go home and pretend to be a waste of time!"

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After cursing for more than ten minutes, he patted the podium: "All the people who are playing games hand in their phones to me!"

"I've seen it all. If you don't hand in your phone, you will be punished."

Several students looked at each other, walked up to the podium with drooping heads, and handed over their mobile phones.

The dean raised his chin: "You all go to the office, wait for your Teacher Wang to come, and tell him what happened."

"Are the class representatives and monitors there?"

The representative of the Chinese class stood up with Jian Zhixuan.

"How can you two be class cadres?! You are needed when the teacher is away..."

After an unknown amount of time, the bell rang for the end of self-study, and the dean remained unmoved and continued to scold.

Lin Nanxing lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest, and suddenly smelled Wen Ju's pheromone.

He looked towards the corridor, and Wen Ju, who was caught in the crowd of onlookers, blinked at him, and said to him with body movements:

I'll see you again in physical education class.

Lin Nanxing made an OK gesture, and when he turned his head, he saw the dean standing by the table, looking straight at him.

He shook his hands in fright and sat down quickly.

The dean's stern expression softened, and he asked him softly, "How's your foot doing now?"

Lin Nanxing said truthfully, "It's done."

The dean nodded and asked with concern, "Is Song Guang still bothering you now?"

Lin Nanxing: "No."

After simply caring about his study and life, the dean left Class One.

After a long time, a slight voice of conversation slowly sounded in the classroom:

"Director Chen is really scary."

"I almost ascended to heaven in place."

"Fortunately, I didn't bring my mobile phone here today."

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Liang Zhaozhao turned his head, brushed his hair, and said to Lin Nanxing, "Nan Xing, Director Chen is good to you."

"I thought he was coming to scold you just now, but I didn't expect he was here to care about you."

The conversation between the teaching director and Lin Nanxing was only heard by a few students around, but Liang Zhaozhao spoke in a loud voice, and most of the students in the class looked over.

Lin Nanxing frowned: "I was injured last week, does the teacher care about anything?"

"Do you still want to scold me?"

"No, no," Liang Zhaozhao stuck out his tongue, "I was thinking too much, I thought Director Chen was subject to..."

I haven't finished the following words, but everyone who understands understands.

I thought it was influenced by Lin Nanxing's family background.

"you're right."

Liang Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to admit it so simply and rudely.

Lin Nanxing's voice was a little cold: "I'm not in good health, isn't it normal for my parents to ask the teacher to care about me?"

"Does the school committee have any comments?"

Liang Zhaozhao didn't know how to answer for a moment, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of everyone looking at him and whispering.

She pursed her lips, looking like she was about to cry again.

Lin Nanxing knew that every time she couldn't talk to the other party, she would cry a wave to win the sympathy of her classmates, and said first: "Don't feel bad because you misunderstood me, it's just a trivial matter, I can understand."

"After all, everyone has a different personality and a different way of thinking."

Before she could cry, she was ridiculed.

Liang Zhaozhao's expression froze: "I..."

Lin Nanxing interrupted: "I know you didn't do it on purpose, the school committee doesn't need to emphasize this sentence every time."

"Do you have anything else to do? If nothing else, I want to preview the content of the class first."

Liang Zhaozhao clenched his teeth, his nails firmly digging at the palm of his hand: "No, nothing."

Lin Nanxing said very generously: "Then go to study quickly, don't delay your grades because of me."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head to read the book and stopped talking to Liang Zhaozhao.

Hoddle, who was listening to the whole process, raised his eyelids, looked at Lin Nanxing's slightly curled hair, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

The little troublemaker is quite sharp-tongued.

The news of Lin Nanxing's background has long been spread throughout Beijiang No. [-] Middle School, but he is usually like ordinary students, and even obeys the rules more than ordinary students. He has a good personality and does not have the temper of a young master. Treat him like an ordinary classmate.

After what Liang Zhaozhao said, not only did the students not feel that Director Chen treated Lin Nanxing favorably, but they were reminded of Lin Nanxing's poor health.

The last session in the morning is physical education class, and the sun is hot in the sky, and I can sweat all over sitting outdoors.

Zhan Mingzhi walked under the tree and said to Lin Nanxing: "The sun is quite poisonous today, it doesn't matter if you just go back to the dormitory and rest."

"I can go to the physical education teacher and talk about it for you."

Lin Nanxing smiled and said, "Okay, thank you Sports Committee."

"No, you're welcome"

Zhan Mingzhi's heart pounded from his laughter, and he wondered why this little Beta master had a prettier smile than Omega.

"I, I'm going to play first." He quickly turned and ran to the court.

Wen Ju leaned into Lin Nanxing's ear with a smile: "Xingzi, you are so charming."

"This Alpha is stuttering."

Lin Nanxing was helpless: "It probably smells that your pheromones are too nervous."

"That's also possible."

Wen Ju responded without humility: "I even wear a perfume that is said to be able to perfectly blend pheromones today."

He raised his arm, wanting to smell the fragrance on his body, and suddenly, he smelled a faint sweet fragrance.

Wen Ju's nose moved slightly, and he got closer, and asked like a fool: "Xingzai, what perfume do you use?"

"It smells so good."

Lin Nanxing was itchy from his breathing, and pushed him away: "It's useless."

Wen Ju murmured softly, "Then why is it so fragrant?"

As soon as the voice fell, the scent disappeared without a trace.

"It's gone again, maybe I smelled it wrong."

Lin Nanxing: "Maybe it's the perfume of a passing classmate."

"Maybe."

Wen Ju rubbed his nose and saw the red line on his neck: "Did you wear the talisman exactly as I said?"

Lin Nanxing said helplessly, "Yes."

"Give me the Kangkang Talisman, I've never seen what it looks like..."

On the court, Zhan Mingzhi suffered three blocks from Hoddle in a row.

After being knocked out of the basketball by Hoddle for the fourth time, he approached Luke at a loss: "Old Lu, is Master Huo targeting me?"

Luke glanced at Young Master Lin not far away, and asked, "Why did you target you? What did you do just now?"

Zhan Mingzhi scratched his head: "There's nothing to do, I just told Young Master Lin that if he wants to go back to the dormitory early, he can go, and he doesn't need to stay here to bask in the sun."

Luke pressed, "Why do you care so much about people?"

"Damn, isn't Young Master Lin in poor health?"

Zhan Mingzhi quickly explained: "I just got scolded severely today, if something happens again in physical education class, I won't be scolded to death."

Luke told Hoddle the exact words, and Hoddle raised his eyebrows: "Why did you say this suddenly??"

"I misunderstood." Luke smiled and said calmly, "I thought Zhan Mingzhi liked young master Lin."

Anyone like a little troublemaker?

This is not asking for trouble.

Hodell sneered, and involuntarily looked at Lin Nanxing under the shade of the tree ahead.

He raised his head slightly, revealing his slender and fragile neck. The red string of the peace talisman hung around his collarbone, which at first glance looked like blood, and the tip of his nose seemed to be lingering with the seductive fragrance of the other party.

"This rope is so short."

"I'll show you next."

"No, no, no, it can't be solved."

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The string was torn off, and Lin Nanxing had a slight red mark on the side of his neck, which seemed to be in pain, and his small Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times.

Hoddle's throat tightened, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Zi-"

The basketball in his hand began to leak air, and after a few seconds it collapsed into a crumpled ball.

Zhan Mingzhi backed away silently.

Luke was silent for a while, and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Hoddle threw away the basketball and said with a pockmarked face, "The sun is a little bit hot."

The author has something to say: September 3st, I want that liquid that is about to expire (~o￣[-]￣)～