After Attending School A, I Differentiated into an Omega - Chapter 8

Qin Fengyue received her exam papers and realized that although Alpha High seemed to be full of useless delinquents, the exams were actually quite high-level.

The baseline exams lasted two days, and the question types and content were largely the same as those at United Middle School.

Aside from the first subject, where she was half an hour late and didn’t have time to check her work, Qin Fengyue completed the other subjects smoothly.

On the final day of exams, she was called to the warehouse to collect her uniforms. Once the freshmen enrolled and the sophomores officially returned, the whole school would be required to wear them.

In fact, Chen Fang had been emphasizing the dress code since day one. At Alpha High, even female Alphas whose first gender was female were not allowed to wear skirts. The uniforms were loose and baggy, completely concealing the last traces of a female Alpha’s curves.

Qin Fengyue: “…Do you guys actually like wearing this stuff?”

Bai Xue gave a hum of affirmation. It had rained today and the weather had turned cool, so she was wearing the uniform jacket—blue and white. While the colors were fine, it draped over her thin frame like a sack, completely unappealing.

Qin Fengyue made a final struggle: “…I’ll wear it after I wash it.”

As they were talking, Jiang Zhao left the classroom with a backpack over her shoulder, looking like she was heading out. At this time, all the teachers were in the office grading papers, and evening self-study was designated as free review.

The classroom was rowdy. Qin Fengyue pulled Bai Xue into a game, along with Jiang Da; they were a three-person team. During the match, Qin Fengyue’s phone kept buzzing with notifications.

There were all kinds of people—some with real names as notes, others with just usernames.

When Bai Xue’s character died, she watched Qin Fengyue play. After watching for more than half the match until Qin Fengyue won, she gave some perfunctory praise for her skills and then asked, “Who’s messaging you?”

Qin Fengyue switched to WeChat to type, then switched to Penguin (QQ) to reply.

“Friends.”

Bai Xue: “The two thousand Omegas?”

Qin Fengyue’s mouth twitched: “Something like that.”

“Wow~” Bai Xue clapped. “How do you flirt with Omegas? Can you teach me?”

Qin Fengyue covered her phone: “This depends on talent.”

Bai Xue: “…”

Qin Fengyue: “Ordinary people can’t learn it.”

Bai Xue: “…”

After the first period of evening self-study, the Alphas, who had been driven mad by two days of exams, all rushed out to claim spots. Even with only a ten-minute break, they wanted to make the most of it.

“Want to play ball?” Bai Xue asked.

Qin Fengyue: “Basketball?” That would just leave her sweaty. She asked, “Is the pool open?”

Bai Xue froze: “Probably not. Pool access is strictly controlled; it’s almost only open for competitions. If classes want to use it, they have to apply in advance.”

Qin Fengyue lost interest. Her favorite sport was swimming; it burned fat well and didn’t leave a sticky film of sweat.

So what now?

Bai Xue went to play badminton at the indoor court. Only a few dim streetlights were lit on the playground, and those who hadn’t grabbed an indoor spot were scattered sparsely across the field.

Qin Fengyue walked around the base of the playground wall, phone in hand. Wang Xiao was on the other end: “Haven’t come out yet? If it’s no good, should I help you ask the teacher for leave?”

“Tsk, who are you insulting?”

“Why wouldn’t I be able to make it?”

Wang Xiao: “The private room is already booked, we’re just waiting for you. Hurry up.”

Qin Fengyue hung up. The bell for evening self-study rang. She wandered unhurriedly until she found a wall covered in footprints in a corner. Her mouth twitched; it seemed plenty of people at Alpha High skipped class by climbing walls—the wall surface was all scuffed up.

Qin Fengyue gauged the height, backed up a few meters, and prepared for a run-up.

“Qin Fengyue.” The dark-skinned guy blocked her path.

“?”

Qin Fengyue glanced at them and judged that these guys were likely coming for her.

“The new student dares to skip class right after transferring?” the dark-skinned guy asked.

“No, just practicing a few moves, stretching out,” Qin Fengyue said, performing a series of stretches.

Beside the dark-skinned guy were two other classmates; it looked like the three of them were planning to climb out to go to an internet cafe.

Qin Fengyue asked: “Going to a cafe? Aren’t you afraid of being reported this late?”

The guy’s face darkened: “You don’t remember me?”

Qin Fengyue did have a talent for remembering people; otherwise, she wouldn’t have obsessed over Jiang Zhao’s face to the point of being so blinded by beauty that she mistook an Alpha for an Omega.

But when dealing with enemies, one must say whatever provokes them most.

Qin Fengyue said provocatively: “Who are you?”

The dark-skinned guy had been “served” a bowl of pork chop rice over his head by Qin Fengyue; he hadn’t settled that debt yet, and she’d already forgotten him?

He sneered: “It’s fine if you don’t remember. I’ll help you remember.”

“Blackie-ge?” another person seemed to want to dissuade him.

Blackie: “It’s fine. No one else knows.”

Qin Fengyue narrowed her eyes, realizing Blackie wanted to use pheromones to suppress her.

Pity. As an undifferentiated Alpha, she lacked perception of the pheromone battles between adult Alphas; physically, she felt like a Beta with a slightly sensitive nose.

Qin Fengyue “tsked”: “Let’s use our fists instead.”

Blackie lunged at her, smelling of pungent nail polish pheromones. Qin Fengyue covered her nose, dodged backward, and kicked high, hitting Blackie’s chin.

It was a move close to a vertical split—sharp, cool, and intimidating.

Blackie was pushed back, but the person on the left approached with a gust of wind from his fist.

The darkness of the night hid Qin Fengyue’s complexion.

She vaguely felt she couldn’t lift her leg for a second kick; three sets of pheromones seemed to compress and distort the air.

Just barely dodging the second person, Qin Fengyue’s right arm took a hit.

“F—!”

Blackie spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

Qin Fengyue sneered. She had no weapon, so she simply slammed her phone onto someone’s back.

Soon, her arms and elbows were bruised.

The influence of the pheromones seemed more powerful than she had imagined.

During the last few blocks, she could barely lift her hands.

Blackie’s fist swung toward her face. She closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the impact.

The fist never landed. The pheromones—so foul they made her head throb—instantly vanished.

In their place was a slightly salty sea-breeze scent—faint, carrying the essence of sunlight and wind.

It was gentle and pleasant.

Qin Fengyue opened her eyes.

Blackie’s pupils suddenly constricted, his hand hanging limply as he made rasping gasps.

In the next moment, the gentle sea breeze vanished. Jiang Zhao’s pheromones erupted like a terrifying, deep-sea abyss!

Blackie and the others turned pale, instantly sinking to their knees in a cold sweat.

Qin Fengyue lowered her hands. For that brief moment, she too had felt a sense of dread, as if she were about to be swallowed whole by the deep sea; her legs were a bit weak now.

Jiang Zhao: “Get lost.”

Blackie and the others scrambled away.

From under the tree, the person half-hidden in the shadows stepped out.

Jiang Zhao: “Can’t stand steady?”

Qin Fengyue immediately flailed her arms and legs: “How is that possible?!”

Jiang Zhao glanced at her feet, which hadn’t moved an inch.

Qin Fengyue: “…Even if I haven’t differentiated, I’m still a genuine Alpha! Isn’t it normal to have some pheromone rejection reaction?”

She muttered to herself: Weak legs are a light consequence; if I were an Omega…

Bah! Thinking too much.

“Your pheromone is sea-breeze?”

Jiang Zhao gave an “mm” and suddenly said, “Good flexibility.”

Qin Fengyue: “Of course.”

“Wait,” Qin Fengyue suddenly asked, “How long were you watching!”

Jiang Zhao made a non-committal sound.

Qin Fengyue: “What’s with the ‘mm’!”

Jiang Zhao simply leaned against the tree trunk with her arms crossed, raising an eyebrow. “Are you interrogating me now?”

Qin Fengyue: “…Forget it. We’re not close.”

“Not close?”

Qin Fengyue finally seized the handle for a counterattack: “Didn’t you say we weren’t close?”

Jiang Zhao said calmly: “I’ve saved you twice.”

Qin Fengyue’s neck stiffened.

She changed the subject: “Are you skipping class too?”

Jiang Zhao: “‘Too’? What are you skipping class for?”

Qin Fengyue: “…I’m asking you.”

Jiang Zhao gave an “oh,” stretching her arms out. “Just out for some exercise.”

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Qin Fengyue mumbled: “How much did you actually see?”

Her phone vibrated; Wang Xiao was messaging to urge her again.

Qin Fengyue “tsked” impatiently and said to Jiang Zhao, “Then you keep exercising. I’m leaving.”

She took a few steps back for a run-up, kicked off the wall, and leaped onto the top.

Crap!

The movement was too large and pulled on her injury; she couldn’t stand steady—

Suddenly, she felt a force on her waist. Through her thin jacket, Jiang Zhao’s palm pressed against Qin Fengyue’s waist and gave a gentle push.

Qin Fengyue was propped up onto the wall. She used the momentum to jump onto a tree outside, swung lightly from a branch, and landed safely.

Qin Fengyue froze. Jiang Zhao landed almost right behind her.

The sensation of that touch still lingered on her waist.

Qin Fengyue didn’t dare turn around. After a long moment, she forced a “thank you” out of her mouth.

No reply.

When she finally looked back, they were outside Alpha High by the road. Jiang Zhao had already left her behind and walked to the intersection.

Jiang Zhao’s figure was stretched into a long, slender shadow by the streetlights; she gave a backward wave of her hand as if sensing her gaze.

Qin Fengyue took a taxi to the hotel, and the waiter led her into the private room.

Wang Xiao made space for her and handed her the menu, asking, “Why so late?”

Qin Fengyue: “You almost didn’t get to see me at all.”

Wang Xiao laughed. “Why? Is Alpha High too strict?”

Qin Fengyue rolled up her sleeve, showing her the bruise on her forearm.

Wang Xiao’s smile faded. “Who did it?”

Qin Fengyue: “It’s fine, I’ll handle it myself.”

Wang Xiao called a waiter over to find some medicinal wine for bruises.

She didn’t know what kind of dinner party this was tonight; the Alphas and Omegas around were dressed maturely, and the smell of low-quality suppressants was pungent. Qin Fengyue suddenly frowned.

“You like this kind of place? Does it smell good?” Qin Fengyue asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Wang Xiao’s nose twitched. “You can smell it now?”

Qin Fengyue: “Nonsense, I’m about to differentiate. You stay away from me too, you smell like an Alpha!”

Wang Xiao leaned in, raising her hand to drape it over Qin Fengyue’s shoulder. “Congratulations, you’re about to grow up.”

Just as Qin Fengyue was getting impatient, Wang Xiao pulled away. “I’m going out for a bit.”

Wang Xiao left the room to take a call in the corridor. A waiter in uniform walked over with the medicine. Wang Xiao glanced over and her eyes lit up.

Wang Xiao: “Help me light a cigarette.”

Jiang Zhao’s gaze was calm; she looked at her hands and signaled she was busy.

A blunt refusal.

Wang Xiao smiled and gestured toward the room with her chin. “Go on in.”

“Wait a second.”

Jiang Zhao looked back.

Wang Xiao was bowing her head to light the cigarette. “Be careful. Don’t hurt her.”

Pushing open the door, Jiang Zhao saw Qin Fengyue sitting in the middle of the crowd, laughing brightly.

The people around were all adults; seeing that Qin Fengyue was young and good-looking, they seemed to enjoy teasing her.

Qin Fengyue: “You like this? Just order it.”

“Sister Xiao is my friend’s older sister.”

“Yeah, from the same compound.”

“Just transferred to Alpha High… the environment, tsk, average—”

The second half of the sentence died in her throat because a waiter stood at the door, asking who was injured.

Qin Fengyue felt a sense of irony; she wanted to say “what a coincidence,” only to remember she’d met Jiang Zhao at this same hotel last time.

She’d forgotten!

Qin Fengyue stood up and gave a quiet response, then moved over to the sofa.

The injury was on her right hand. She casually poured some medicinal wine into her palm, looking like she was just going to slap it on and be done with it.

Jiang Zhao saw this. “Disinfect first.”

“Huh?”

Jiang Zhao: “Disinfect.”

Qin Fengyue’s movements were clumsy; the iodine ran down her snow-white wrist and deep into her sleeve.

Jiang Zhao stood beside her like a stiff pine tree, watching with a furrowed brow.

Qin Fengyue felt an inexplicable pressure.

“…”

“That Alpha outside—”

Qin Fengyue: “Sister Xiao? She’s Wang Miao’s older sister.”

Jiang Zhao: “You knew she’s an Alpha?”

“Of course I kn—” Qin Fengyue’s tone shifted, her expression stiffening. “What do you mean?”

Jiang Zhao gave a faint smile. “I was afraid you couldn’t tell people apart and would mistake an Alpha for an Omega again.”

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Qin Fengyue really wanted to punch that calm face.

“Can we stop talking about that?” Qin Fengyue said through gritted teeth.

Jiang Zhao: “It’s hard to say. Does Wang Xiao like you?”

Qin Fengyue jumped as if she’d been shocked, like a kitten with its fur standing up. “Keep your voice down!”

Jiang Zhao: “AA romance isn’t that easy. If she explicitly confesses to you, be careful.”

Qin Fengyue started swaying her head. “Can’t help it, people just like me~”

Jiang Zhao looked at her, then suddenly used a cloth to wipe the excess medicinal wine off her forearm.

“Just now outside, Wang Xiao told me not to hurt you.”

The soft fabric rubbed against her forearm, causing a wave of itchiness. Qin Fengyue winced, then dazed, she extended her arm toward Jiang Zhao.

She missed the main point and asked: “Then why aren’t you applying the medicine for me?”

Jiang Zhao’s dark pupils met her eyes.

Qin Fengyue: “…I didn’t mean to ask you to apply it for me.”

Jiang Zhao gathered the medicine, sighing as if accepting her fate. “If it were my person, I wouldn’t let anyone else apply medicine for her.”

Qin Fengyue looked up with damp eyes, as lively as a puppy waiting for its master’s command.

“I wouldn’t let anyone touch her.”

“…”

Qin Fengyue’s heart skipped a beat.

Terrifying… Jiang Zhao…