Harmony and Havoc in High School Chapter 2

The classroom was silent.

Everyone looked at the door, waiting for a reaction.

This newcomer didn't seem to be a good person. Although he controlled his pheromones very well, he was enough to make people feel intimidated just by standing there.

Although Oliver Jian is powerful, he has not yet differentiated. Facing such an alpha, he may not be able to gain the upper hand.

However, this big guy didn't react at all from beginning to end. He just stood there with a frown on his face, looking dull, and didn't even give me a glance.

Well, here comes another one who is so pretentious that he has reached the pinnacle.

The students in Class 1 of Grade 3 sighed deeply over their fate.

The head teacher, Lao Bai, was not embarrassed at all. He smiled and said slowly, "Oh, classmate Oliver Jian still likes to joke around. I think you two seem to get along well. Why don't you sit next to Oliver Jian, Sebastian Bai?"

...

Ning could see with one eye that the two of them got along well.

Just when everyone was waiting for Oliver Jian or Sebastian Bai to raise an objection, Sebastian Bai had already walked over with his bag on his back and his long straight legs, took out a tissue, and began to wipe the table carefully.

Oliver Jian glanced at him, said nothing, and lay back on the table to continue sleeping.

The atmosphere was inexplicably weird, yet inexplicably harmonious.

The classroom was silent again.

Ethan Zhou, who was standing next to the two of them, just stared at them blankly. His brain short-circuited for a moment, then he suddenly shuddered, as if he realized something, and quickly fled the scene.

Sebastian Bai.

If he remembered correctly, this was the name written in Brother Song’s weekly diary!

In order to confirm this, Ethan Zhou turned straight into the second class next door, ran to a handsome boy with a buzz cut, grabbed his arm tightly, and asked anxiously: "Lu Qifeng, Brother Song mentioned the name Sebastian Bai before, right? I should remember it correctly, right?"

Lu Qifeng glanced at him and said, "Why are you asking this? I'm telling you, don't mention these two words in front of Xiaoyi..."

"I did."

"?"

"Not only did I mention it, I saw him."

"???"

"Not only did I see him, I also saw him sitting next to Song Ge."

"???"

"He has transferred to Class 1 of Senior 3."

"?...!"

Lu Qifeng was stunned for a moment, then cursed softly: "Oh my god, Sebastian Bai is back? I thought he would never come back to South City."

The classroom of Grade 3 Class 1 was dead silent.

One reason was the weird atmosphere in the back row of the classroom, and the other was because of the second thing that Lao Bai announced.

There will be a baseline test tomorrow.

Fortunately, only senior high school students have returned to school now, and it is not the official start of school, so the management in all aspects will be much more relaxed.

They don’t have to wear school uniforms, can bring their cell phones, order takeout, and they are even given a special day to catch up on their homework.

If you think about it this way, NFLS is pretty humane.

The humble NFLS students developed a heartfelt gratitude and worked harder on their homework.

Except for two people in the back row of the classroom.

Oliver Jian was wearing headphones and sleeping on the table with her face facing the window. Her fair neck extending from the collar of her black T-shirt was exposed to Sebastian Bai's sight without any protection.

The cervical spine is slightly protruding, the lines are sharp, white and smooth, and the curve of the boy's shoulder blades can be seen through the thin cloth.

Thin.

The glands are not yet differentiated.

Sebastian Bai looked at it for three seconds, retracted his gaze, lowered his eyelashes, took out a physics workbook and started working on it.

The rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping, but Oliver Jian slept surprisingly soundly.

When he was woken up by Felix Xu, most people in the classroom had left, and the physics workbook had been almost finished by Sebastian Bai.

Felix Xu said as he put away his schoolbag, "Mr. Bai said that today is the first day of senior year, so we will have some time to relax and not have evening self-study. Brother Song, you can go home and sleep."

"Well."

Oliver Jian responded weakly, propped up his head with one hand, rubbed the skin under his eyes with the other hand, looking listless.

Felix Xu was a little worried: "Brother Song, are you okay? You look like you haven't slept for days."

"It's okay. It's easy to feel sleepy on rainy days." Oliver Jian yawned lazily and didn't take it too seriously.

Felix Xu nodded: "That's right, your yawning makes me sleepy, and I'm going to go back to bed too. I stayed up all night to do homework last night, and I'm exhausted."

After Felix Xu left, he and Sebastian Bai were the only ones left in the classroom.

Sebastian Bai lowered his head and finished the questions, his attitude oblivious to the people around him, as if he was meditating on Buddha. However, Oliver Jian didn't want to talk to him either. He took out his cell phone and sent a WeChat message to the driver, Lao Zhang.

[Uncle Zhang, school is dismissed early today, please come and pick me up.]

Uncle Zhang replied quickly.

[I’m already on my way, but the traffic is so bad, you and Xiao Huai have to wait for me in the classroom for half an hour]

Xiao Huai.

Little Huai.

Why would their driver pick up this B@st@ard from next door?

Although Oliver Jian complained in his heart, he did not raise any objection.

It’s just a ride, Master Jian is so generous.

"Your grandfather asked Uncle Zhang to take you back with him."

Sebastian Bai said "hmm" lightly, turned another page of the exercise book, and remained indifferent.

Boring.

Jian Song rolled his eyes in dismay, stood up, pushed his chair back, and staggered toward the door.

After sleeping for a whole day, I have some physiological problems to deal with.

When he reached the other end of the corridor and saw the "Under Cleaning" sign, he curled his lips and continued to walk slowly to the second floor.

Oliver Jian usually didn't like to go to the second floor, because the second floor was where three liberal arts classes and two international classes were combined, and the ratio of omegas to girls was particularly high. Every time he went to see Ethan Zhou, he would inexplicably bring back a love letter or a box of cookies.

After being pestered so many times, he no longer wants to go.

But there shouldn't be anyone here now.

However, as soon as he reached the second floor, he heard a girl's voice.

"Huangfu Yi, please let me go, I beg you."

With low sobs.

Oliver Jian raised his eyebrows, walked faster, and walked to the bathroom door. He found that the door of the men's bathroom was indeed locked. Without thinking, he raised his leg and kicked it hard.

Because there had been incidents where students trapped themselves in the toilet for a whole weekend and passed out from the stench, the wooden doors of the toilets were not very sturdy. After Oliver Jian kicked them, the already loose door latch fell off with a clang.

The assailant stood at the door leisurely, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand knocking on the door frame: "Huangfu Tieniu, what are you doing in this sacred men's restroom?"

He spoke in a nonsensical manner, but his tone was a little cold.

Huangfu Yi's family has some background, he is an alpha, and he has a good physique. He can be said to be rampant in the international class. In addition, his deeds were discovered, he was embarrassed and annoyed, and for a moment he didn't care about what kind of person was in front of him.

He pulled the omega girl's hand towards him as if to protest, and raised his eyebrows: "Why should I care about you?"

It looked like he was heading to the execution ground.

Oliver Jian lowered his head and chuckled, rubbing his nose: "It's none of my business. My B*tt is actually quite precious."

Although Huangfu Yi's brain was not strong enough, he could still tell that this was a scolding to him.

Being humiliated in front of the omega he liked, his face immediately turned bad: "Oliver Jian, are you Fcuking crazy?"

As he said that, he let go of the omega girl's hand and swung his fist towards Oliver Jian's face, fast and hard.

Oliver Jian caught it with one hand without even blinking, then grabbed his wrist, bent it down hard, turned him around, kicked him hard at the knee, and pulled out his other hand from his trouser pocket to pinch his neck.

Huangfu Yi was caught off guard and forced to his knees by Oliver Jian.

He wanted to struggle, but his hands were tied behind his back, his glands were pinched, and his back was pressed against his knees. The weight of a big man pressed down on him without reservation, and he could not move at all.

Fcuk, a minor who hasn't even differentiated yet, what the Fcuk right does that give him?

Oliver Jian looked at the weak little chicken under his knees and felt that it was meaningless. He loosened his hand that was pinching his gland and hooked his finger at the omega girl: "Come here."

The omega girl was petite, with a round face. Her eyes took up half of her face and were filled with tears. She was obviously very scared, but she walked over obediently.

Jian Song pointed at Huangfu Yi and asked, "Does Huangfu Tieniu always bully you?"

The little round face glanced at Huangfu Yi quickly, pursed her lips and nodded.

Oliver Jian nodded: "Okay, you go home first."

The little round-faced girl wanted to say something, but stopped herself, lowered her head and quickly ran out of the bathroom.

There were only two people left in the narrow space. Oliver Jian grabbed Huangfu Yi's hair and squatted down, sneering: "I didn't fight you seriously just now because I was afraid of scaring the little girl. Now I advise you that forcing an underage omega is illegal, do you understand?"

"Fcuk, Oliver Jian, who the hell do you think you are? Your grandpa... Fcuk!"

Without waiting for Huangfu Yi to finish speaking, Oliver Jian grabbed his hair and threw him to the ground. There was a loud bang that was so loud that it made people tremble with fear.

Huangfu Yi was in so much pain that he didn't even have the energy to curse.

Oliver Jian smiled nonchalantly and said, "You are not worthy of calling yourself grandpa in front of me. Go back and ask your father. He won't dare to do that even if he has a hundred guts. The things you have at home are not good enough, so be content."

"Why the hell am I so restless? That omega didn't apply the inhibitors himself, and leaked pheromones everywhere, and you blame me?"

Huangfu Yi grimaced in pain, as if he had thought of a way to attack Oliver Jian, and sneered, "Oh, I forgot, you are not an alpha, you can't smell pheromones, but it's your business that you haven't developed, I... I Fcuk... ah!"

This time, Oliver Jian directly pushed his knee against his cheek, perfectly avoiding vulnerable areas such as the nose and eyes.

Indifferently, "If your father didn't teach you not to swear, I will teach you."

Huangfu Yi felt so painful that he thought he was going to die here. Based on the principle of a good man not to suffer a loss in front of him, he swallowed a mouthful of blood foam and said, "Okay, I won't bother Clara Lin anymore. Can you Fcuking let me go?"

Upon hearing this, Oliver Jian finally let go of his hands, allowing Huangfu Yi to sit on the ground with his hand covering his mouth. He staggered to the sink, turned on the faucet, pressed three pumps of hand sanitizer, and scrubbed his hands carefully, as if his hands had just touched something very dirty.

A lazily sounded "get out" between his lips and teeth.

Huangfu Yi was angry but didn't dare to vent, so he could only endure the pain, support himself on the ground, grit his teeth and stand up, then turn around and walk towards the bathroom door.

His eyes were full of gloom, resentment and anger.

Fcuk you, just wait, as long as you don’t differentiate into a high-level alpha, I will have plenty of ways to kill you.

He limped around the corner and found a man standing in the shadows. He was tall and had a cold temperament. His silhouette alone was enough to make people feel oppressive.

The next second, before he could see the man's face clearly, he squatted down in pain, holding his head because of the absolute suppression of the sudden powerful pheromones.

After taking care of his physiological needs, Oliver Jian slowly walked back to Class 1, Grade 3.

Sebastian Bai was already standing at the door waiting with his schoolbag on his back.

Seeing him coming, I turned my head and said to him the first words since we met after a long separation: "Do you have an umbrella?"

Oliver Jian raised his chin and pointed to the umbrella basket outside the classroom.

Sebastian Bai looked over and saw a black umbrella with a gold embossed handle lying inside. It had a clear logo and looked exquisite, luxurious and high-profile.

It really looks like his thing.

This guy really hasn't changed much.

Sebastian Bai glanced at him again and said slowly, "I didn't bring it."

Hearing these three words, Oliver Jian immediately became excited: "Come on, call me daddy?"

...

Sebastian Bai glanced at him, then raised his leg and prepared to walk into the rain.

Oliver Jian quickly stopped him: "Hey hey hey! Forget it... I'm a soft-hearted and kind-hearted brother, so you should just call me dad first."

We have to go to Grandpa Bai's house for dinner in the evening, and it would be so unkind of him to let his grandson go back soaked like a drowned rat.

The raindrops hit the black fabric, crackling like an endless percussion music.

Although Oliver Jian walked with his back straight and shoulders flat, for some reason he had a lazy and leisurely temperament, and walked slowly, very much like the young masters of wealthy families in ancient times who would entertain cats and walk birds.

Sebastian Bai was not an impatient person, but he felt quite uncomfortable walking along the way sharing the umbrella.

When they were almost at the school gate, he couldn't help but ask, "Can you hold the umbrella higher?"

"?"

"Although you are short, I don't think it will affect you to raise the umbrella five centimeters higher."

"Who the hell are you talking about..." Oliver Jian turned his head angrily, and found that his eyes were meeting the tip of Sebastian Bai's nose.

...

Looking up, the beads hanging from the bottom of the umbrella ruffled a strand of Sebastian Bai's light chestnut hair.

He was 183cm tall and stood in the center of the umbrella where there was the most space, just right.

Sebastian Bai was about five centimeters taller than him, so he looked a little out of sight when standing near the edge of the umbrella.

But who made him so tall?

Also, this person is actually taller than him?

Master Jian suddenly held his breath for no reason: "You can beat me if you want, I'll spoil you."

After saying that, he quickly walked forward with an umbrella and got on a Bentley on the side of the road.

He is actually quite tall, and his proportions are good. The back of his shirt is inadvertently lifted up by his belt, revealing his H!ps that have become firm from years of exercise, and a pair of straight and long legs.

Sebastian Bai looked at it for two seconds, and then a barely perceptible arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It is quite precious.