The sun burns on the earth. In the open-air pool, the water rippled and cooled.

　　The white waves swept in with a honey-colored figure from the other side of the swimming lane.

　　The boy's beautifully defined arms weave between the waves, driving his body to the very top of the wave.

　　The assistant coach standing at the return point of the lane gently struck the brass bell, and the bell reached below the surface of the water.

　　Li Orange a group body, feet stomping the pool wall, in half a second, completed a skillful turn-around action.

　　This is the last ride.

　　The time passed extremely fast, Li Orange is like a swordfish, in the final sprint stage to exert all efforts, towards the end.

　　The last fifty meters, his feet make force, alternately hit the water, the pool white waves in a row, and he is driven by the waves, sprinting forward. Because the speed is so fast, it will give people who see this scene an illusion, as if he is the incarnation of the ocean genie, with the legendary mermaid tail.

　　He made a violent dash, his hands cut through the water waves, and his fingertips touched the pool wall.

　　At the same time, the coach guarding the shore pressed the timer, which emitted a buzz.

　　Li Orange came out from underwater. His swim cap was not worn properly, and the blonde tresses poked out a little from the edge of the cap, soaked in water and clinging to his cheek. He tossed his head, water droplets splashed down from the tips of his hair, like a little lion shaking water.

　　He took off his swimming goggles, climbed the waterway rope with both hands, looked up at the coach and asked smugly, "Old Wu, how was this round?"

　　"Not bad." Wu Xu, the coach of the first middle school swim team, was unsmiling, with a stern face and decree lines so deep that they looked like they were engraved on his face. "The speed of the last sprint is good, but your turning action should be cleaner."

　　For the coach's criticism, Li Orange one ear out, one ear in. If he wanted to hear Wu Xu praise him, it would probably have to wait until he got the world championship.

　　When the training was over, Li Orange jumped onto the shore sharply.

　　His honey-colored skin was exposed to the sun, and he only wore a pair of orange-red racing trunks in a flirty color, with the trouser leg length above the knee. The water beaded on his naked upper body, flowing over his neck and collarbone, and then kissed his chest, and finally rolled down the grooves of his abs.

　　The other teammates on the same team saw it, quite some uncomfortable averted their eyes. Some people even dive underwater, silently recite the mantra of clearing the heart.

　　Hey, every day and such a beautiful omega training together, and this omega swim better than the whole team, their heart's sorrows who knows ah.

　　At first, when they learned that an omega was coming to the team, the whole team was waiting to see a good show. The last person to be taught a lesson was actually themselves.

　　I still remember the day Li Orange first arrived at the swim team, when he hadn't dyed his hair blonde, his hair was cut short to reveal a pair of stern eyebrows. The boy's attitude was unruly and arrogant, and there was no hint of the omega look on his body.

　　He took a look at all the team members and asked, "This is the first middle school swim team? What are you guys doing in the pool, moving slowly, are you scrubbing?"

　　Not waiting for the crowd to react, he jumped into the pool, beautiful back muscle stretching like a curved bow, like a swimming fish, dashing and free, stunning four seats.

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　　Floating in the pool, Li Orange made an international gesture to all the team members and provoked, "I think you are only worthy of drinking my footwash."

　　While saying that, he deliberately stepped on the water with both feet and splashed the waves onto the other team members' faces.

　　The team members burst into a rage.

　　They couldn't care less about what omega or not omega, and immediately buried their heads and swam furiously, vowing to strangle Li Orange to death in the pool.

　　The result ......

　　...... who did not catch up. _(:з"∠)_

　　The entire pool turned into a large kite flying site. Li orange in the front leisurely while laughing and swimming, other team members in the back panting and cursing while chasing.

　　Finally all the team members were exhausted and floating on the water like floating corpses.

　　At this point, the remaining strength of the Li Orange slowly plucked the surface of the water, with a beautiful backstroke position to paddle past them.

　　While floating in circles, he arrogantly asked, "Who's the big brother from now on?"

　　The team held their breath, "You are, you are."

　　He asked, "Who will be the little brother from now on?"

　　The team members endured the humiliation: "We are, we are."

　　Li Orange asked again, "Then little brothers, is the footwash of big brother good?"

　　The team members: "......"

　　Knight Orange: "Is it good to drink?"

　　The tears of the team members could barely be caught, and replied in a resigned manner, "Good."

　　After this battle, Li Orange successfully took in the two alpha five beta of Huacheng First High School swim team.

　　The school bully, Li, became famous in one battle.

　　......

　　"--This, is the story of Li Orange's C-position ascension to the throne."

　　At lunch time, in the corner of the school cafeteria, Liu Ke, the class president of senior three (1) class, was telling the legend of the campus big brother with his eyebrows.

　　In the seat opposite him, Xiao Yiheng listened attentively with a grave expression.

　　Liu Ke couldn't be more accomplished - as Xiao Yiheng's tablemate, it was Xiao Yiheng's turn to fill in for him before, and now it was finally his turn to fill in for Xiao Yiheng!

　　Liu Ke said his mouth was dry, he unscrewed the mineral water bottle and drank a large mouthful, and then asked attentively: "Do you have anything else you want to know? All can ask me!"

　　Their senior class (1) was a class of school bullies, but unfortunately there was a difference between school bullies and school bullies. Liu Ke tried his best to hold onto the golden thigh of Xiao Yiheng, and he knew everything the other party wanted to ask.

　　Xiao Yiheng remembered the red-haired hooligan he saw in the alley that day, and asked: "I heard that Li Orange has an alpha suitor ......"

　　Liu Ke: "Which one are you asking?"

　　Xiao Yiheng: "Are there many more?"

　　Liu Ke pinched a finger: "Just what I heard, there are so seven or eight of them."

　　Xiao Yiheng: "......"

　　Liu Ke added: "This is only the alpha, not the statistics of beta and omega yet."

　　Xiao Yiheng was really surprised this time: "There are beta and omega?"

　　Liu Ke sneakily looked around for a moment, as if he was afraid that the person he was discussing would pop out from under the table. He lowered his voice, but could not suppress the pride in his tone: "Although Li Orange has a bad temper, but he has many fans! The first is not to bully boys and girls, the second is righteous, to be honest, before he came to the first middle school, our school is known as a nerdy school, students are afraid to go alone on the path, afraid of being robbed by gangsters. But after the arrival of Li Orange, the students of our first middle school, the back is much stiffer! No one dares to steal heads when they go to play games in a group at an internet cafe!"

　　There are as many people who are afraid of Li Orange as there are people who like him.

　　Anyway,...... just lick the face in private, Li Orange is domineering, but it does not care what they think in their heads.

　　Xiao Yiheng was a little surprised at the popularity of Li Orange, he recalled the portrait of a square face with small eyes and a garlic nose that he saw in the art classroom, it was impossible to link such a face with the word "charm".

　　At that moment, a shy voice came from the table, interrupting the conversation between the two.

　　"Brother Xiao ......" a pavilion girl appeared there, her cheeks blushing. The omega pheromones that seemed to be on her body waved outward and ran in the direction of Xiao Yiheng with affection. As a rule, the smell of pheromones is a very private thing, in public should be retracted inside, not outwardly. But the young girl did not feel there was anything wrong with such a bold courtship, her moist eyes looked at Xiao Yiheng and asked in a soft voice, "Are you free now? I have something I want to talk to you about."

　　Anyone can see that this shy schoolgirl is going to confess her love.

　　The entire cafeteria was instantly silent, and in the next second, countless waves of sound rang out simultaneously.

　　"He is free!" "Xiao Yiheng is free!" "He is especially free!" "If there's anything you can say directly, he'll definitely listen!"

　　The enthusiastic high school students scrambled to reply for Xiao Yiheng. As a residential high school, they open their eyes every day to do problems and attend classes, they have long been idle, now they can observe a romantic confession up close, how can they let go?

　　Xiao Yiheng silent: "......"

　　How did he not know he was free?

　　The students at the surrounding tables don't care how awkward the parties involved are, they've pricked up their ears, picked up their rice bowls, and are ready to eat another bowl of rice with joy at this good show.

　　Xiao Yiheng is recognized as the school's grass, but he has always been cold, as if nothing can touch his mood swings. Before he left the country, there were people who came up to confess their love, but all of them failed. I wonder if this little girl can make him show a little different expression today?

　　Under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, the little girl's face was getting redder and redder.

　　But she still plucked up her courage and delivered a letter that smelled of perfume.

　　The eyes of all the watchers drifted toward the letter. The pink envelope had several peach heart stickers attached to it, and in the middle of it was written Xiao Yiheng's name in golden handwriting, enough to float everyone's imagination.

　　"Senior Brother Xiao, please accept it." The schoolmate whispered, "What I want to say is written in the letter."

　　However, to her disappointment, Xiao Yiheng looked at the letter with a pale face, his eyes calm and waveless, as if what was placed in front of him was not some romantic confession letter, but a mediocre math problem.

　　No, maybe for him, the math problem is more attractive.

　　All the onlookers held their breath, standing on the same front as her, expecting a reply from this high-caliber alpha.

　　However--

　　"Excuse me," Xiao Yiheng firstly converged his eyes to look at the letter, his eyelashes gently trembled, and then raised his eyes to look at that schoolmate with an indifferent expression, "What does it have to do with me if you take it upon yourself to like me."