After Attending School A, I Differentiated into an Omega - Chapter 11

Jiang Zhao held her phone, glanced up at Qin Fengyue, and then shifted her gaze to the leather pants.

Qin Fengyue jumped off the bed, grabbed the pants, and tossed them aside before asking Jiang Zhao: “Something you need?”

Jiang Zhao gave an “mm.” “Wang Qiang from Class 5 asked me to relay a message; their basketball team is short one person.”

Class 5 was a liberal arts class with a fitness level that was slightly above average.

Court space was tight on Open Day. Class 2 had put in a lot of effort to borrow a court and were determined to show off.

For this match, winning was priority number one, and looking cool was priority number two—balancing the two was the most important thing.

Taking everything into account, Class 2 had sent a challenge to Class 5.

Jiang Da jumped up: “I knew it! Why else would Class 5 agree so quickly? They’re actually standing us up at the last minute?”

Bai Xue: “What do we do then? We finally managed to borrow the court!”

Qin Fengyue “tsked.” “Is it that hard to find one person? Just grab anyone.”

Jiang Da looked serious: “No, Class 5’s basketball level is mediocre; playing against them gives us a high chance of winning.”

Qin Fengyue’s mouth twitched slightly.

Jiang Zhao finished relaying the message. “I’m leaving, I have things to do.”

Qin Fengyue asked casually: “Working?”

Jiang Zhao: “Setting up the school to welcome freshmen tomorrow.”

Qin Fengyue felt Jiang Zhao give her a deep look while clutching her phone.

That look was meaningful.

Qin Fengyue: “??”

What is this Alpha plotting now?

Jiang Zhao left the dormitory, replied to her tutoring student’s message, and habitually switched her phone to the forum.

The post was still the one Yao Ting had shared. She used it as a pick-me-up for entertainment during her breaks, and it felt pretty good.

The title was also interesting:

Behind the Fall of the Two Thousand Myth #That Alpha

Jiang Zhao pressed her fist against her lower lip, gave a muffled cough, and put her phone away.

The next day, as freshmen enrolled, banners and slogans were hung all over the campus.

The incoming Alpha freshmen looked as miserable as if they were at a funeral, while the Alphas who had already become “old oil slicks” (veterans) felt as fresh as a spring breeze.

Every sports field and piece of equipment was booked solid.

Qin Fengyue wore a sports outfit—snow-white clothes and shorts that revealed her arms and legs—and had even given herself a temporary perm.

She asked the “Glasses” (the monitor) for a volunteer armband and stood at the gate to welcome the freshmen. She was in high spirits, chatting with the Omegas mixed in with the freshman crowd.

Qin Fengyue was causing a small-scale traffic jam.

Jiang Zhao walked over carrying a bottle of ice water. “Stand further back, don’t block the way here.”

Today, Jiang Zhao wore a short-sleeved shirt paired with white casual pants. Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, and she wore a conspicuous red volunteer hat. She looked both beautiful and “sassy.”

Qin Fengyue coughed, pulled her gaze back, and said: “Alright, I’ll take you guys inside to have a look.”

Jiang Zhao led a group of freshmen to the Class 1 building to hand them over to the homeroom teacher. After they paid their fees, she took them to see the classrooms and finally helped carry their luggage to the assigned dormitory.

After all that, the parents still had to spend time cleaning the dorms. In the afternoon, the Student Union would organize club activities and exhibition matches for the freshmen.

She was busy until noon.

After seeing off a group of parents, Jiang Zhao took a shortcut back to the dorm behind the Mingli Building. Her footsteps paused slightly.

Two people were standing in the shadows of the corner. They were looking into each other’s eyes, getting closer and closer.

Jiang Zhao stood still, drinking the half-bottle of water in her hand.

She waited until the people at the base of the wall separated.

Qin Fengyue had a nice neck—slender and well-proportioned, looking so soft it seemed one could snap it with one hand.

She was fair-skinned; her skin glowed with a light luster. When she leaned forward slightly and bent her neck, her entire gland area was exposed to the air.

Qin Fengyue had an Omega pinned in the corner, her hands braced against the walls on both sides, leaning in with a proximity that was both measured and ambiguous.

In the midst of this romantic atmosphere…

Qin Fengyue suddenly stood up straight and said: “Thanks. You hungry? I’ll take you to eat first.”

The Omega was clearly still dazed. At that moment, the sound of a water bottle being thrown into a trash can came from nearby.

Behind Jiang Zhao, Yao Ting held up a phone and snapped a photo with a click.

Qin Fengyue: “…”

The Omega screamed, stomped her foot, covered her face in embarrassment, and ran away.

Qin Fengyue walked over and held out her hand to Yao Ting. “Took a picture?”

Yao Ting was thin. After gauging that she would definitely lose a solo fight against Qin Fengyue, she offered the phone with both hands.

“Nice shot,” Qin Fengyue said.

Jiang Zhao: “Want to delete it?”

Qin Fengyue chuckled. “Delete it for what?”

She handed the phone back to Yao Ting. “I was just asking for a favor. A bunch of people passed by just now. Please help me post it to the forum—the one where people are making up rumors about my AA romance.”

Yao Ting: “You’re really something. Jiang Zhao told me you haven’t even differentiated yet.”

Qin Fengyue’s face fell. “Soon. Recently, I feel like the whole school is full of Alpha pheromones; I get irritated as soon as I smell them. I should be differentiating soon.”

Yao Ting shook the phone. “Posted. You really care about that thread?”

Qin Fengyue glanced at the silent Jiang Zhao. “Alphas naturally repel each other. Haven’t there been enough news stories about AA romances ending in disaster? These people really are something, shipping the most cursed couples possible.”

Jiang Zhao smiled but said nothing.

Qin Fengyue mumbled something and left the two behind to go eat.

Yao Ting put her phone away and said to Jiang Zhao: “To the cafeteria?”

Jiang Zhao suddenly asked: “Does your class’s basketball team have enough people now?”

After lunch, Bai Xue, having learned that the “CP” (couple pairing) was dead, remained despondent.

Qin Fengyue scrolled through her phone. Around the cafeteria, everyone was giving her strange looks.

A new thread had already been pinned on the forum:

Top for a Moment, Bottom for a Lifetime #The Two Thousand Myth Stands Tall

Qin Fengyue “tsked,” thinking: What a trashy title.

In the photo, Qin Fengyue had an Omega in a pink floral dress squeezed into a corner, looking down as if they were kissing. The Alphas on the forum were in an uproar.

One-third were cursing out “Scum Qin,” one-third were shouting that the CP was dead, and one-third were yelling, “Coach, teach me!”

Jiang Da held his phone, tapping away all through noon. “Class A hired an ‘external aid,’ the match is in the bag!”

Qin Fengyue was notified that she could take the court. She changed into a blue sports outfit that complemented her skin and ran onto the field.

While she was stretching and warming up on the sidelines, Chu Yang and the group from Middle School No. 3 arrived.

Qin Fengyue: “Just getting here?”

Chu Yang rubbed his neck. “Too much stuff to do for freshman reporting.”

“Where are the others?”

“They said watching you play is boring, so they went to wander around the school.”

Xiao Wanqin and the Omegas from the class brought gifts for Qin Fengyue—fruit and snacks piled high on a table.

Qin Fengyue chuckled. “You guys really act like you’re visiting me in prison.”

The group looked reluctant to leave.

Qin Fengyue immediately “spread her peacock tail” (showed off). “Don’t worry, I’m adjusting quite well here.”

The little monitor leaned in with a gossipy face. “Moon, is Jiang Zhao that one?”

Qin Fengyue looked suspicious. “What do you want with her?”

The Class 2 monitor—the guy with glasses who was also acting as the referee—blew his whistle to signal the athletes to take the court.

A small commotion broke out.

Jiang Zhao, with her ponytail tied high, was stretching her limbs.

“That—” Qin Fengyue pointed at the Class 5 team. “Why is she on the other side?”

Jiang Da turned pale. “We’re doomed.”

The sports rep was a burly male Alpha, and his reaction was completely different from Jiang Da’s. “Great! Finally a chance to compete against Jiang Zhao!”

Someone asked: “Why did Jiang Zhao go to Class 5!?”

“Class 5 is too pathetic. Isn’t ‘Dog Jiang’ good friends with that Yao Ting? She probably begged Dog Jiang to save them.”

While they were talking, the game began.

In less than a minute, Qin Fengyue was the first to score!

A three-pointer!

A burst of cheers erupted from the scene!

Qin Fengyue smiled at the crowd. In that moment of showing off, a white shadow intercepted the ball.

So fast!

Jiang Zhao drove the ball as if entering an uninhabited land.

The cheers for Qin Fengyue hadn’t even stopped before Class 5 erupted in the coarse roars of Alphas.

“Good ball!”

Soon, the two classes were locked in an back-and-forth struggle.

The score reached 8 for Class 2 and 7 for Class 5.

Qin Fengyue narrowed her eyes and asked the panting Jiang Da: “What? Is Jiang Zhao going to carry four ‘trash’ players alone?”

Jiang Da rested his hands on his knees. “I… I don’t know!”

Qin Fengyue “tsked.” “Keep an eye on her.”

The sports rep led the team in focusing their defense on Jiang Zhao. Jiang Zhao used a fake to dodge, passed the ball to Yao Ting—who was wide open—and Yao Ting, who had been waiting under the backboard, caught it and shot!

The score was overtaken!

Sports Rep: “Dammit! We got sniped!”

Qin Fengyue: “Continue!”

Everyone began to play seriously. The match grew increasingly exciting, attracting many onlookers.

During halftime, Qin Fengyue was drenched in sweat. She took a sip of mineral water and asked: “Where are the monitor and the others?”

Chu Yang: “…They ran over to Class 5 to look at Jiang Zhao.”

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Xiao Wanqin sprayed suppressant on Qin Fengyue, saying with a smile: “You smell like alcohol.”

Qin Fengyue wiped the sweat from her neck, her cheeks flushed with heat. “Does it smell good?”

Xiao Wanqin’s face turned red.

“What are you looking at?” Yao Ting handed Jiang Zhao a bottle of sparkling water. “Sent by an Omega from outside the school.”

Jiang Zhao withdrew her gaze from Class 2. She picked up a bottle of mineral water from the ground, twisted it open, finished it in two gulps, and signaled everyone to take the court.

The movement from Class 5 caused a stir.

Jiang Da, whose physical strength was relatively poor, couldn’t help but curse upon seeing this: “It’s not even time for the break to end!”

Qin Fengyue asked Xiao Wanqin: “Are you done spraying?”

Xiao Wanqin took two steps back and nodded with a smile.

The second half was far more intense than the first. Qin Fengyue clearly felt she was being targeted; she was pinned down by two players from Class 5, and the score began to crawl forward point by point.

Qin Fengyue had long forgotten about looking cool; now, she wanted to win!

Chu Yang was dazed. “When was the last time she played so seriously?”

Mazi (Pockmark) returned at some point, looking excited. “Freshman year, when she snatched the school bully’s girlfriend and got cornered by the seniors… I remember those people calling her a fake Alpha, a soft Alpha, a weak Alpha!”

With Qin Fengyue being neutralized, her chances for layups decreased, so she began frequently feeding the ball to the sports rep and Jiang Da.

The score tightened. The second half ended.

A draw.

Five minutes of overtime.

The laughter and screaming died down; the whole crowd was sweating for this brilliant match.

“Man, does anyone even remember this is just an exhibition match?”

“If I’d known, I would have signed up to play…” an Alpha lamented. Exhibition matches were meant for show; the Alphas with true strength were basically not allowed to play for fear that things would get too heated and scare the freshmen and Omegas.

Two years ago, two teams of Alphas got so fired up during the opening season match that they started a brawl as soon as it ended, damaging the school’s reputation and nearly getting the tradition canceled. Later, they changed the tradition to club activities and exhibition matches.

In overtime, Class 5 strengthened their tactic of neutralizing Qin Fengyue; three people practically surrounded her.

Jiang Da: “They’re playing so dirty!”

Qin Fengyue was being hemmed in from all sides. She finally managed to grab the ball, only for her elbow to be bumped by a male Alpha from Class 5.

The ulnar nerve was hit; the basketball slipped from her hand and rolled on the ground.

The sports rep saw it clearly: “F— your mother! You’re playing dirty!”

Those outside didn’t know the situation; most people only saw Qin Fengyue suddenly stop still.

That male Alpha took the ball for a layup, jumped to shoot, and was about to take the backboard when he was suddenly blocked!

“Huh?!”

“Holy crap! Jiang Zhao switched sides?”

“It looks like Qin Fengyue was bumped!”

“Which jerk did it!”

Qin Fengyue’s entire arm felt powerless. She massaged her elbow joint and watched coldly as Jiang Zhao swatted away Class 5’s scoring shot.

“Can you still play?” Jiang Zhao asked.

Qin Fengyue’s gaze was cold. “Continue.”

Jiang Zhao smiled and gave the possession back to Class 2.

——One minute countdown——

The score was locked at 15:15. Jiang Zhao seemed to give the person who had just bumped Qin Fengyue a cold warning; the atmosphere in Class 5 turned eerie.

The space in front of her opened up, and Qin Fengyue drove the ball directly into the restricted area!

“Dammit!”

“Block her! Jiang Zhao!”

“Qin Fengyue! Go!”

Qin Fengyue used a fake to dodge, and jumped! A dunk!

Simultaneously, Jiang Zhao made an upward move as if predicting it!

Bated breath. The next second.

The whole crowd screamed!

“AHHHHHHHHHH!”

“AH!!! They hugged!!”

“A waist-wrap hug!!”

The noise surged like a tide, and the surroundings seemed to suddenly fall into darkness.

Qin Fengyue’s hand was stretched into mid-air, her pupils dilated, her lips slightly parted.

The basketball fell through the hoop and hit the ground with a thud, like a drop of water hitting a quiet lake.

Thump—thump—

A single beat.

…

“AHHHHHHHHHH!”

“AH!!!”

Bai Xue screamed and fainted.

Jiang Da: “Dammit! Coach Qin! Is this a new basketball pose?”

Qin Fengyue snapped back to reality amidst the screaming. She looked down and met a pair of phoenix eyes with upturned corners.

“…”

Qin Fengyue’s legs were wrapped around Jiang Zhao’s waist.

One of Jiang Zhao’s hands was supporting her bottom, while the other was guarding her waist.

Qin Fengyue could even feel her own full chest pressed against Jiang Zhao.

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Jiang Zhao: “…”