After Attending School A, I Differentiated into an Omega - Chapter 16

Qin Fengyue had been resting for three days due to her illness, and she finally returned fully recovered.

Bai Xue’s small face was deathly pale as she walked in behind Qin Fengyue; she looked more like the sick one.

Jiang Da: “Yo, Bai Xue, what’s with your face?”

Bai Xue waved her hand weakly. “Don’t ask. Moon took me skateboarding. I was responsible for the physical exertion, and she was responsible for flirting with girls…”

Qin Fengyue sat boldly in her seat, her left arm propped on the desk, while her right hand casually fanned herself with a book.

“Bai Xue, hurry up and cover your scent,” Jiang Da said, covering his nose.

Bai Xue gave an “oh,” took out her suppressant, and sprayed it haphazardly on her neck and face. “Is the smell still there?”

Alphas are naturally repelled by each other’s pheromones. If not handled properly, it can lead to nervous tension and irritability at best, or bloody brawls at worst.

At Alpha High, leaking pheromones is strictly prohibited. If discovered, one must immediately use scent blockers and suppressants.

Bai Xue finished and handed the bottle to Qin Fengyue.

Jiang Da chuckled: “Sister Yue, you don’t need it. Your scent isn’t unpleasant.”

Qin Fengyue “tsked.” She pressed the nozzle a few times and realized Bai Xue’s suppressant was empty. “Just say what’s on your mind.”

Qin Fengyue tossed the empty bottle back to Bai Xue and began rummaging through her desk.

Jiang Da rubbed his hands: “It’s like this—do you still remember that exhibition match we played when school started?”

The exhibition match? Of course she remembered.

Qin Fengyue glanced at Jiang Da with a complicated expression. “Are you looking for trouble?”

“No, no, no!”

Bai Xue snickered, only to be nudged by Jiang Da’s elbow. “I just wanted to ask… that Omega with the round-framed glasses who came to school to see you…”

As he spoke, Jiang Da’s face turned red.

Qin Fengyue slowed her movements, realizing: “You want me to be a matchmaker?”

A shadow appeared at the back door, and footsteps approached.

Qin Fengyue’s seat faced the door. She glanced that way, then returned her focus to rummaging through her desk.

Jiang Da looked at her nervously: “Not exactly. I just want to know if she already likes someone.”

He was afraid—if the little Class Monitor liked Qin Fengyue, he was doomed!

Qin Fengyue: “She used to like me.”

Jiang Da: “…”

The chair diagonally behind her was pulled out, and Jiang Zhao sat down.

Qin Fengyue was distracted, thinking: Where is my suppressant?

Jiang Da stammered: “…Used to? What about now?”

A bottle of suppressant was handed over from the side. Qin Fengyue tilted her head and gave Jiang Zhao a direct look.

The slender wrist held steady for two seconds. Jiang Zhao spoke: “Take it.”

Qin Fengyue was torn between accepting and refusing. While she hesitated, Jiang Zhao moved the bottle a bit closer.

Refusing further would seem petty. Qin Fengyue took it, twisted off the plastic cap, and said: “The little Class Monitor has already moved on.”

As a core member of her fan club, the monitor had openly “climbed the wall” to support Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Da’s heart turned to ash.

Bai Xue slumped on the desk like a corpse. For a moment, the only sound was the psst-psst of Qin Fengyue spraying the suppressant.

The Academic Rep came down with a stack of papers. “Qin Fengyue, these are for you.”

Qin Fengyue froze. “What are these?”

“The papers accumulated while you were sick,” the rep said gleefully.

Time is tight for seniors. Usually, all textbook content is finished a month before school starts.

That was just for some subjects; for liberal arts, new lessons were long over, and they were already on the first round of review.

Only the science track was slightly behind.

Teachers wouldn’t delay the class for anyone. Physics and chemistry papers were now focusing on difficult points; if you slacked for one day, you’d fall far behind.

If you missed a key problem type, you’d be clueless during a major exam question.

Only Qin Fengyue would dare skip three days of class in a row.

Each subject had at least one paper a day. Adding them all up, plus the small quizzes she missed…

It was a thick stack.

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Even if she had them, she didn’t have the time to do them!

The Academic Rep gave a kind reminder: “Now that school has started, the school has opened several extra classrooms for people who want to study after evening self-study. They stay open until 11:30 PM. They’re on the third floor of the office building. If you’re late, there won’t be seats.”

Studying by lamplight in the dorms wasn’t allowed unless you hid under your covers.

It’s all Jiang Zhao’s fault!

Qin Fengyue cursed silently.

Behind her, Jiang Zhao let out a soft huff and sneezed.

“…”

Qin Fengyue handed the suppressant back. Jiang Zhao caught her eye and looked at her. “It’s just a few papers, why are you so nervous?”

“…”

Was she nervous about the papers?

Qin Fengyue sighed, grabbed a pen, and fished out a Chinese paper from the stack.

She’d do Chinese; it didn’t require much brainpower, and there were short stories in the reading section. There wasn’t enough time for the essay, so she’d just outline the thesis and let Old Mo check if she went off-topic later.

Qin Fengyue had just picked up her pen when the bell rang for the end of the last period of evening self-study.

“…”

Unbelievable.

Qin Fengyue gathered her papers and asked Bai Xue: “Which room is the study hall in?”

Bai Xue was stunned: “Huh? You’re going?”

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Having known Qin Fengyue for this long, Bai Xue found her far too unreliable. How could someone who excelled at being late, leaving early, skipping class, and puppy love suddenly love studying?

On second thought, Bai Xue seemed to find the answer in the results of the recent baseline exam.

Qin Fengyue’s rank was one higher than hers. There were private rumors in class about whether she had cheated.

However, those rumors had quieted down lately. That basketball game had earned her the respect of most of Class 2.

Besides, this person was Goddess Jiang’s rumored girlfriend. Who wouldn’t give face to Jiang Zhao?

The bell rang for half a minute. In that short time, half the class vanished.

Bai Xue: “…You probably won’t make it. The seats over there are in high demand.”

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Bai Xue lowered her voice to offer a suggestion. “However, there should be one seat left.”

Qin Fengyue: “What?”

Bai Xue said: “The teachers take turns monitoring the study hall. Some are lazy and only stay for the first half, then disappear for the second. Others… like our Old Fang, he’ll just arrange for Jiang Zhao to monitor it.”

Chen Fang’s style of managing the class was very distinct; he cared only about results, not the process. In a semi-unsupervised class, if you tested well, everything was fine. If you didn’t…

There was once a student who transferred into Class 2 attracted by its reputation. After a month, his rank dropped by over forty places. Chen Fang felt he “lacked potential” and wouldn’t keep him. The student reported Chen Fang to the Principal.

Chen Fang began to apply “education of love.” Half a month later, the student took the initiative to transfer away in disgrace.

Bai Xue: “The only seat…”

Qin Fengyue: “Get to the point.”

Bai Xue: “Jiang Zhao has a way.”

Qin Fengyue: “…Impossible.”

The classroom was completely empty. Jiang Zhao returned from the restroom, stretching her neck. Seeing Qin Fengyue and Bai Xue, she asked, “Why aren’t you leaving?”

Bai Xue chuckled. “Then I’m off. Moon, if you need something, just tell Jiang Zhao!”

“…”

Bai Xue had neatly sold her out.

Jiang Zhao packed her desk while watching Qin Fengyue.

“Is something wrong?”

“Nothing.” Qin Fengyue crumpled her papers and stuffed them into her desk.

Jiang Zhao said casually: “Chen Fang is doing a surprise quiz tomorrow.”

“Who said so?” Senior year was not only filled with the tension of weekly and monthly exams; teachers also constantly threw out random papers. This was the standard operating procedure for almost all Class 2 teachers.

If Alpha High was a monk temple, the students of Class 2 were ascetic monks.

Jiang Zhao: “I was in the office today. He told me not to tell anyone.”

The implication was that it would likely cover recent material to catch them off guard.

The teachers of Class 2 all had different styles. Last time, she was almost outmaneuvered by the physics teacher.

Qin Fengyue felt a lingering fear. She decided to bow to the “evil forces” and followed Jiang Zhao with her stack of papers.

“Are you going to the study hall?”

Jiang Zhao: “Mm.”

“Are there still seats?”

Jiang Zhao seemed to smile as she flicked off the classroom lights.

“I’ll help you look.”

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Qin Fengyue took a seat on the top floor of the office building.

From the moment she sat down, numerous gazes gathered on her.

Qin Fengyue kept her face stiff, giving a “skin-deep” smile and nodding to those staring at her.

Her position was quite peculiar—it was an extra desk added next to the podium. It looked level with the podium, but the desktop was actually a notch lower.

In a normal class, this was a special seat reserved for disobedient students. If moved a bit further into the corner, it would be the place for storing junk or the water dispenser.

This definitely wasn’t a spot a regular student would choose for self-study.

Because when she arrived, Jiang Zhao had naturally removed a notebook from that desk and yielded this “solitary island” to her.

Jiang Zhao herself sat on the podium.

Qin Fengyue let out a long sigh. Based on her internet experience, this matter would ferment and spread within an hour.

The title definitely wouldn’t be anything nice.

Should she just block the public forum?

Qin Fengyue reached under the desk to fiddle with her phone when a shadow passed by.

“Teacher Jiang.”

Teacher Jiang?

Qin Fengyue looked up in bewilderment.

A male Alpha stood respectfully beside Jiang Zhao, asking a math question in a low voice.

Jiang Zhao sat there and began explaining the problem to him in a soft, clear voice.

Both were consciously keeping their voices low so as not to disturb others. Jiang Zhao’s voice still held a hint of coldness, but it didn’t hinder her clear thinking. She was exceptionally patient while explaining the problem.

After a while, the male Alpha left satisfied. Within two minutes, a female Alpha stepped up.

Evening self-study ended at 9:40 PM, and the extra study halls opened at 10:00 PM. There were two rooms each for the liberal arts and science tracks, mostly filled with top students from the entire grade.

Do all these people come to ask Jiang Zhao for help with homework?

This is too surreal.

Is Jiang Zhao’s academic performance really that good?

Qin Fengyue waited until the podium was empty, then tapped on her phone.

The phone in Jiang Zhao’s pocket vibrated. She took it out, scanned it, and pressed a finger to the corner of her lips to hide a smile.

Roaring Gale had clearly calmed down; the name was changed back to The Charming Beauty of Wind and Moon.

The Charming Beauty of Wind and Moon: 【Your grades are so great, you must be good at highlighting the exam points, right?】

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Jiang Zhao suppressed her smile and walked down from the podium.

Her footsteps stopped by Qin Fengyue’s desk. Two fingers knocked on the surface.

“Give me the papers.”

Jiang Zhao looked down, meeting someone’s “scattered in the wind” expression.

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Facing a few mocking glances from others, Qin Fengyue really wanted to tear the word “low-key” out of a dictionary and slap it onto Jiang Zhao’s face!

The points Jiang Zhao highlighted saved Qin Fengyue a lot of time. Once she got into the zone, she finished three papers in an hour.

Qin Fengyue had only brought three chemistry papers. After finishing, she decisively put down her pen and went out for some air.

The smell of the restroom wasn’t pleasant. Qin Fengyue planned to finish up and head back to the classroom quickly. As she came out of the stall to wash her hands, faint footsteps sounded outside.

“Did she go in?”

“Close the door first…”

Qin Fengyue paused her hand-wiping, quickly adjusted her expression, and walked toward the door as if nothing were wrong.

She brushed past two female Alphas.

The newcomers seemed taken aback.

“Qin Fengyue.”

Qin Fengyue looked straight ahead and walked past them toward the exit.

Chen Linyu pulled the door shut and said with a smile, “What are you hiding from?”

Qin Fengyue: “Hiding from who? Do we know each other?”

The restroom lights were dim.

The three of them surrounded Qin Fengyue in a circle.

Qin Fengyue suddenly burst out laughing.

“…”

Chen Linyu: “What are you laughing at?”

Qin Fengyue spread her hands. “I’ve wanted to complain for a long time. The restroom is so dark, and the smell is bad. Anyone could come in to use it at any time. Can’t we find a different place?”

At first glance, this logic was perfectly sound.

But there was a reason restrooms were high-frequency spots for “incidents.”

Chen Linyu smiled: “What place is more suitable than a restroom?”

Qin Fengyue shrugged and pointed toward the door. “Let’s talk outside? Don’t you think the smell is too much?”

Another Alpha said: “You think you can just walk out?”

Qin Fengyue sighed, then suddenly swung a punch at the face of the Alpha on the right!

“Ah!” The Alpha bent over in pain.

Qin Fengyue nimbly slipped through the opening on the right.

Chen Linyu reached out to stop her, only to have her hand slapped away mercilessly.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Fengyue was standing outside the door.

Chen Linyu: “…”

The Alpha who was hit chased her out. “You—”

“Eh—”

Qin Fengyue held up a palm and pointed to both ends of the corridor. “There are cameras. This place isn’t far from the classroom, and there are teachers in the offices downstairs. If I scream, what do you think will happen?”

The situation reversed instantly.

The three had no choice but to swallow their pride, a ball of anger stuck in their chests.

Qin Fengyue smiled like a cat that had swallowed a canary. “This is called ‘taking the initiative’.”

“You hit me, and you think it ends like that?” the female Alpha said.

Qin Fengyue looked horrified: “Who hit you? I certainly didn’t!”

“F—!”

Chen Linyu pressed the female Alpha’s shoulder. “Forget it.”

Chen Linyu looked at Qin Fengyue: “Don’t be so tense. I just wanted to get to know you.”

Qin Fengyue’s smile vanished. Her long legs were braced on the floor, her head tilted slightly back. She spread her hands on the railing, looking down at them in a relaxed posture. The undifferentiated Alpha looked like someone in a position of power.

An invisible pressure spread.

Chen Linyu suddenly realized that even if Qin Fengyue hadn’t differentiated, she wasn’t someone to be trifled with.

Qin Fengyue said, “Do you know me now?”

Chen Linyu was slightly stunned, then said: “Let’s add each other on WeChat, Qin Fengyue.”

Qin Fengyue took out her phone for her to scan. As if timed, a second before Chen Linyu brought up the scan interface, the phone screen went black.

“Oh dear, it’s dead.” Qin Fengyue withdrew her phone. “It seems we weren’t destined to meet.”

This was far more aggravating than a direct refusal.

Chen Linyu withdrew her phone with a displeased expression.

Qin Fengyue gave her a glance, folded her arms, and left.

Just as Qin Fengyue left, Jiang Zhao stepped out from the corner of the stairs.

Chen Linyu and the others were also preparing to leave when they turned and saw Jiang Zhao.

“Why are you here?” Chen Linyu asked.

Jiang Zhao said calmly: “I’ve been standing here for a while.”

Standing there for a while—who knows how much she had heard.

“I’m pursuing her, you don’t mind, right?” Chen Linyu asked tentatively. “After all, you said before it was ‘up to her’.”

Jiang Zhao paced forward, approaching Chen Linyu. She looked down and narrowed her eyes slightly. “I’ve regretted it.”

Chen Linyu: “What do you mean?”

Jiang Zhao kept her hands in her pockets. “Regarding what I said about it being ‘up to her’—I regret it.”

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“…”

She was truly angered by these two brazen scoundrels.

“You like her?” Chen Linyu asked.

Jiang Zhao didn’t deny it. The two shared a silent gaze.

Chen Linyu backed down, let out a cold laugh, and led her group away.

Jiang Zhao stood there for a while.

The night breeze was cool. Her eyelids were thin, and the corners of her eyes curved upward smoothly. When she smiled slightly, her eyes showed a hint of tenderness; when half-lidded, she had an overbearing aura.

“Why haven’t you left yet?” Jiang Zhao looked toward the other end of the corridor.

Qin Fengyue rubbed her neck and pointed behind her. “Walked the wrong way.”

“What about you? What are you standing here for?” Qin Fengyue asked.

Jiang Zhao looked at her quietly. “I knew you walked the wrong way.

“I was waiting for you.”

A breeze rose, rippling the spring pond.