I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha

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Is Chen E here?

Just thinking about it for a while, Zhuang Yan restrained his mind and walked into the instrument to concentrate on the assessment.

There are many assessment items, and explosive endurance, balance and stability all need to be considered. When you really get started, it's actually too late to have too many distracting thoughts.

After fifteen minutes of high-intensity exercise, Zhuang Yan supported his knees, lowered his head and panted for a while.

Sweat dripped down his cheeks as the assistant robot passed the disposable towel. Zhuang Yan took it over and said softly, "Thank you."

After resting and rectifying, Zhuang Yan came out from the backstage. Sure enough, the friends were all waiting at the door, and all of them were beaming with joy.

Seeing that Zhuang Yan was so tired, they didn't have the nerve to make too much noise. I just clapped my hands, then pointed to the screen above—

"It's amazing, it really is the first!"

"Dropping the second place by more than 20 points, that's amazing, Xiao Yan. Maybe this is the record for this year."

The breath was still a little weak, but Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing, and said, "Remember to post 800 posts every day to express your love to me."

friend:? ? ?

How do you remember a casual word of encouragement so clearly!

The friend looked apologetic: "Eight hundred posts are too many, no, just wait, I have to take this first place into my own hands."

Laughed for a while, exchanging cheers. Others entered the waiting room one after another, and the side of Zhuang Yan became quiet again. He opened his locker and took out the optical brain.

Two messages from Chen E on the screen—

"Arrived."

"I'll go find you."

There were many people here and it was chaotic. Zhuang Yan greeted Qin Heyu and prepared to go outside.

Qin Heyu's eyes were resentful: "Xiao Yan, who are you looking for? He won't need you to take responsibility again. Why do I think this Alpha susceptible period is too frequent!"

The wind was strong, but Zhuang Yan's cheeks were slightly hot.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's something else, I'll be back later."

There were many people outside the venue, Zhuang Yan slowly typed to Chen E while walking towards the parking lot.

Perhaps someone had spotted their whereabouts, but there were a few middle-aged men and women standing there, dressed in suits and leather shoes, who looked like professors or senior management of the school.

Chen E was surrounded by a tree near the exit, looking from a distance, it seemed that he was forced to have a one-sided conversation. He listened with a slight frown, a look that could almost be described as impatience, others said.

However, his current appearance looks very different from the Asura Shashen portrayed by the media articles.

There was no reason for Zhuang Yan, and suddenly he wanted to laugh.

After walking a few more steps towards that side, Zhuang Yan met Chen E's eyes.

Alpha glanced up, lowered his eyes slightly, stopped the others from talking, and walked towards him.

The sunlight in late autumn is honey-colored, and Chen E's usually cold eyebrows and eyes seem to be coated with a layer of gentle temperature.

"The Zhuang Banquet."

Suddenly there was a voice behind him, Zhuang Yan was slightly startled and turned around.

A young man strode up from the sidewalk, a smile on his face. He looks a bit like Chen E, wearing an expensive custom casual suit.

Zhuang Yan thought for a while, and finally remembered who he was—

Chen Ran, the half-brother with whom Chen E had never been on good terms.

"Do you still remember me?" Chen Ran said with a smile, "We have been schoolmates since we were young, and I wanted to contact you recently, but why didn't you answer my phone and blocked me?"

He got too close, and a strong cologne smell hit him. Zhuang Yan took a small step back, restraining his expression, trying not to wrinkle his face.

The spirits rolling around in Vanity Fair should be able to interpret Zhuang Yan's resistance.

But Chen Ran glanced towards the direction of the parking lot, and instead took a step closer. Before Zhuang Yan could react, he felt his earlobe was lightly pinched.

The shock lasted only half a second, and was immediately overshadowed by the anger generated by being offended.

The young man on the opposite side was too tall, and he didn't look like he could be pushed away or knocked down by an Omega. Zhuang Yan lowered his face and walked towards the parking lot without saying a word.

Chen Ran chased after him and shouted, "Xiao Yan."

Less than 20 meters away from Chen E, the senior management who gathered nearby had already left in twos and threes.

The very faint warmth at the corners of Alpha's brows and eyes melted like snow. When he was not moving, he looked like a cold stone statue.

Chen Ran's fingertips touched the corner of Zhuang Yan's clothes. He wanted to stretch a little more, intending to grab Omega's wrist.

Only then did Chen E make a move.

Chen E pulled Zhuang Yan behind him, and pushed Chen Ran away violently.

Chen Ran was knocked down by the sudden burst of force, he hissed, and felt a dull pain in his tailbone, and he knocked over beside the sidewalk.

There were exclamations in the distance.

Chen Ran didn't care about embarrassment, he just stared at Chen E steadfastly, clearly provoking him.

Chen E's thin lips were pursed flat, and his whole body was full of thorns, like an irritated wild dog.

Zhuang Yan's heart was beating fast, he was afraid that Chen E would lose control in public, so he lightly touched the inside of the man's wrist.

The place where the fingertips touched was tense, Alpha's gurgling pulse was like lava buried under a volcano.

Zhuang Yan suddenly remembered that the last time he was in the mall, it was a similar situation.

Chen E might blame himself again, he thought silently.

Chen Ran bent his eyes: "You are here, Chen E."

Zhuang Yan raised his face. Alpha is so tall, he can't see Chen E's expression.

Chen E didn't speak, and didn't give Chen Ran another look. Before the shutter sounded not far away, he took off his coat and put it on Zhuang Yan's head.

The darkness closed down, and all probing, examining, and curious sights were blocked outside. There was a clean chill and the smell of wine lingering on the cloth, Zhuang Yan slowly felt relieved.

He heard Chen E's deep and restrained voice: "Don't pay attention to others, let's go."