When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

Manager Zhou couldn't help being dumb.

After a while, he suddenly felt a sense of emotion. It turned out that Lu Zhe really liked Shen Qiao.

Ever since Lu Zhe joined the team, Manager Zhou has observed this kid. On the surface, he seems to be gentle and easy to talk. In fact, what is unexpected in his heart is a very stubborn type. Nine cows can't be pulled back.

Stubborn to the point of being paranoid.

At the same time, he has a kind of transparency and calmness that is rare in his peers. To put it bluntly, he lives very realistically. Many times the club makes some plans for profit, and Manager Zhou himself feels embarrassed to follow them. Mention, only Lu Zhe can understand very well, without any complaints.

This is also the reason why Manager Zhou always talks to his ward no matter what. Emotionally speaking, Lu Zhe is not so much a team kid who needs him to take care of, but more like his colleague. If you have nothing to do, you have to listen to him complain about the difficulties. .

Manager Zhou used to wonder if he had a bad family life when he was a child, so he was more sensible than his peers.

However, he deliberately observed Lu Zhe's daily expenses, and he discovered that this was not the case. Those children who received sky-high wages overnight would often be unable to control themselves to become lavish, but Lu Zhe did not.

From the first day in DG, till now, Manager Zhou swears that he has never seen Lu Zhe impulsively consume anything.

Not to mention the two hand-made madmen, Lao Snail and Erhua, Qian Bao also likes to buy a bunch of big-name clothes that are out of season within a few days. Even the previous big brother made a single fish. Manager Zhou found that he liked it. When I have free time, I squat in the live broadcast room of the female anchor, and the rewards are not small.

But Lu Zhe is not a stingy and economical type.

Trendy brands will also appear on him, but they are all just right. When the season changes, I think of adding two sets. The clothes are quite good. After a long time, I can know that his family is not bad.

Manager Zhou always thinks that Lu Zhe is a type with a great idea of ​​financial management. If a player of the DG team retires in the future, it must be Lu Zhe to say who should not worry about him the most.

As a result, today, Lu Zhe broke his impression.

For personal reasons, he took out most of his net worth to pay the sponsor’s liquidated damages...

And it's because of another person.

Manager Zhou didn't know what to say except for "love makes people blind".

Lu Zhe looked back and found that Manager Zhou's expression was full of sighs, his eyes looked affectionate, as if looking at a silly dog ​​who had fallen into the river of love again, he couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Zhe used his hair to know what Manager Zhou had misunderstood. Maybe at the moment his rusty mind had already drifted through a 100,000-word love story with an ups and downs in the plot.

But he didn't explain aloud, just said: "If there are no other questions, then I will assume you have agreed?"

Manager Zhou wanted to speak again, and finally waved his hand to him in annoyance, and made a posture of driving away: "Whatever you do, in any case, you can relax a little bit, don't let people go bankrupt before they catch your hand-object Can't afford it, people who lost us DG."

Lu Zhe smiled, knowing that he meant it well, and responded with a good temper: "En."

...

I walked through that long corridor and arrogantly sneaked in from the window in the afternoon. The brilliant sunlight dancing in the corridor was gone. At this time, only a shallow layer was covered on the smooth tiled floor. The blurred lights are the street lights outside the base.

Lu Zhe walked through the corridor alone, remembering how Shen Qiao followed him in the afternoon and suddenly took a sip of pheromone.

The faint smell of cedar spread quietly, drifting across the corners and between the cracks of the bricks, as if looking for the target prey that once stood nearby, trying to catch up with people.

He was stuck in his own net and never let the other party escape.

I don't know how long it took before Lu Zhe restrained his breath again, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and walked to the window.

"It should be morning over there? Good afternoon, please help me to see how much liquidity is in my account."

After waiting for a while, Lu Zhe heard the numbers and pondered for a few seconds: "How has the profitability of funds and stocks been in the past six months?"

"I need a report of all my assets...yes, hard work."

He confessed a few words in a low voice in English, and did not attract anyone's attention. Even though the door of the training room was ajar, no one came out from there. He thought he was still addicted to the game.

Lu Zhe made four or five phone calls one after another before he was slightly relieved. When he returned to the training room, his state had already adjusted, and no one noticed the change in his mood that he had just experienced.

He pulled the chair away, and Shen Qiao, who was sitting next to him, caught a glimpse of the movement and turned his head to look at him.

For a moment, Lu Zhe thought he was going to ask himself what he was doing just now, and involuntarily began to fabricate reasons.

In the end, the other party cleared his throat, as if he was a little uncomfortable and asked: "Is there any sugar?"

Lu Zhe blinked, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong, but after reacting, he still asked: "Well? What did you say? I can't hear him clearly."

Shen Qiao looked at him blankly, wondering if it was him who was wearing headphones that affected his hearing?

Lu Zhe’s lips grew with a smile, and he raised his hand to help Shen Qiao’s unruly shredded hair pull away from his forehead, and helped him re-attach the earphones. Then he replied casually:

"If you like it so much, I will go to Coach Fang's office tomorrow and steal another box for you."

Shen Qiao: "?"

A bit of speechlessness appeared in his eyes, and sensibly answered: "Yes, but it is not necessary."

Lu Zhe couldn't help but touched his head like a consolation, and said in a coaxing tone: "Don't be afraid, as long as you follow your brother, your brother will steal sugar to raise you every day."

Shen Qiao rolled his eyes at him, then went back to the qualifying match, and stopped paying attention to the fool Lu Zhe.

Lu Zhe stared at his side face quietly for a while, then moved his hands, turned on the computer, put on the headphones, and lost an invitation to Shen Qiao.

After a few seconds, the two entered the double-row page.

...

For the next few days, Lu Zhe followed everyone in training until midnight, and in the morning he got up earlier than everyone else, not knowing what he was doing.

The reason why Shen Qiao knows about this is because he feels that he is too house recently. He set up an alarm clock and went to the swimming pool in the morning to exercise. But when he went to the cafeteria downstairs, he heard a few children from the second team chatting.

"It's so sleepy, why do I just feel that I can't do it after cultivating for three nights?"

"Probably because the training is too tired?"

"But the first team is even more tired. I heard from my auntie that the lights in their training room were on until three or four in the morning. The horror is that the aunt also said that the Marines came to eat breakfast after six o'clock recently. Alpha is my strength. I really took it."

Shen Qiao passed by with the dinner plate, and stopped subconsciously after hearing the second half of the content.

A few children noticed the movement and glanced at each other. The second team leader Zheng Zhizhuo said hello with brilliant eyes: "Wolf, Brother Wolf!"

Brother Wolf?

Shen Qiao was still a little dazed by this strange name, and the remaining children followed suit one after another:

"Early Brother Wolf!"

"Come on, Brother Wolf Summer Games! I've seen your game! Your sword demon is so strong!"

Zheng Zhizhuo is also a top laner himself, and personally appreciates Shen Qiao's play style very much. He heard his teammates praise Shen Qiao and wanted to express his liking for him. At the same time, he thought that he and Lu Zhe seemed to be not in harmony with each other. They struggled for a long time. , Can only echo the words of teammates.

"Come on, Brother Wolf Summer Games."

Shen Qiao nodded.

But he was not in a hurry to leave, thinking about what they said about Lu Zhe getting up very early recently.

Did something happen to that guy?

Zheng Zhizhuo saw that he hadn't left for a long time, looked at each other with his friends, and offered to invite: "Well... if you don't mind, sit down with us."

Shen Qiao returned to his senses, it was not appropriate to refuse, so she could only sit down and have a meal.

...

At the same moment, the person who was worried by Shen Qiao's thoughts had just left the DG headquarters, but was not in a hurry to return to the base, but instead took a taxi to the central business district.

As soon as he got off the car, Lu Zhe received a call.

He moved his gaze away from the Linlang trademark on the sign, picked up the phone and glanced at the call.

Secretary Zhou.

Lu Zhe's usual smile disappeared. He stared at the screen of his phone for a while, then answered the phone. Before he could speak, there was a steady voice from a middle-aged man:

"Azhe."

Hearing this voice, Lu Zhe swallowed the content that was about to be exported. He took a deep breath before uttering again: "Father."

"I heard from my assistant that, in order to terminate my company's sponsorship contract, you sold assets to become a major shareholder of DG, and you paid liquidated damages in your own name?"

Lu Zhe stood by the side of the road and didn't move. His apparently overly beautiful appearance attracted many passers-by, but seeing his expression, no one dared to come forward to talk with him.

He raised his head to look at the distant building, and his tone was particularly flat: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Lu Chengzhen laughed on the other end of the phone, as if he was tolerant and patient with his son in the rebellious period, and even gave guidance: "I think you should have become more mature after these years of life. Such a naive behavior. I couldn't believe it when the assistant said--"

Lu Zhe didn't have the patience to listen to his pretending kindness, and interrupted: "Our dictionary's understanding of the word'mature' is roughly biased."

"If your maturity means humiliating others, then I'm sorry, I can't do it."

"Humiliation?" Lu Chengzhen repeated the word he had said, as if he heard some joke, he laughed heartily, and after a few times, he answered:

"I just remind you, don't go too far, I know what you want to do, but you have to remember that you are my son after all, the blood of the Lu family, if I really want to do something, you think you still How long can you be naive?"

"You can play, but don't go too far, Azhe."

The more Lu Zhe listened, the colder his expression on his face became, and his eyes were like a cold pool with a thin layer of ice in winter, exuding a compelling chill.

"Keep this arrogant look, father, maybe I can really bring you some surprises." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and stood by the side of the road for a while.

The sun in Huacheng is close to noon in May, and the overbearing heat sprinkles on the skin, slowly and persistently roasting flesh and blood, but Lu Zhe can still feel the chill in his heart.

...

He remembered some bad things again--

From the time he remembered, Lu Zhe knew that he was an illegitimate child. Every time he heard Su Qiong talk about that man with a look of nostalgia and yearning, he was disgusted in his heart.

Although he still doesn't understand some life principles, Lu Zhe has vaguely judged the biological father:

That must be a bad man.

Because classmates always like to write "My Dad" in their compositions, Lu Zhe already knew what a positive father looks like when he listened to the teacher read those excellent compositions.

He is like a big mountain, silently shouldering the burden of the family, maybe not good at words, but always looking at the children with forgiving eyes, taking them out to play during holidays, playing games with the children in his free time, or harshly reprimanding them They go to do their homework.

But Lu Zhe has never felt the strict or tolerant fatherly love.

At first, he complained with Su Qiongpei. Later, when he saw other people's father sitting there at the parent meeting, he couldn't help but think enviously in his heart:

If my father can show up now and apologize to my mother for leaving us behind, I can forgive him.

But he thought about it for many years, but the father who should have appeared never came.

By the time he was in junior high school, he no longer had illusions about that man, and even when he heard Su Qiong Peila Lu Qianshuang talk about that man, he would make excuses to take away his sister.

"Brother, Mom said that Dad is a very good person. Have you met him?"

"No, but don't believe what she said."

"Is my brother saying that my mother is lying to me?"

"No... I mean, a good dad will not come to us."

"Oh."

The little Lu Qianshuang nodded as if he did not understand, blinked his big eyes, and pointed to the stall next to him: "Brother, I want to eat a mung bean popsicle."

Lu Zhe: "..."

He touched his pocket and found that he didn't bring any change out today, and led the little girl to continue walking forward: "Mung bean popsicles are not delicious. I'll buy you something else next time."

...

Gradually, when Lu Qianshuang has grown up, no one in the family will listen to Su Qiongpei about how good the people she once liked, and even take the rich descriptions of her biological father in her words as exaggerations.

Lu Zhe thought, maybe his father died a long time ago.

As a result, everything changed during the summer vacation of his third year-

Su Qiongpei always went out during that time, or even stayed out at night. When she came back, she would have some new accessories, or beautiful and exquisite watches, or shiny bags.

She excitedly said to the two children:

"He decided to recognize you back!"

"You can live with Dad soon, are you happy?"

Lu Qianshuang was stunned and looked at him subconsciously.

Lu Zhe stopped reading his high school textbooks, and looked at Su Qiongpei, who couldn't hide the joy on his face. Although he was reluctant, he was really happy for her when he saw his mother's smile at that time.

At least...Her expectations were not frustrated.

until--

He slowly learned about his biological father.

Knowing that he already has a wife called Shen Jinyi, and that Shen Jinyi is a Beta who is difficult to bear. Their only son was adopted by the orphanage, but now this person has come to Su Qiongpei again because she gave birth to his blood. Inheritor.

Lu Zhe found that his evaluation of the father was correct.

He really is a terrible man.

"Mom, I heard that he already has a new family." After learning about these things, Lu Zhe approached Su Qiongpei again, trying to euphemistically make her give up this idea. He didn't want his mother to be a spoiler for other people's families.

However, Su Qiongpei, who has always been kind to him, is like a blasted lion, holding his shoulders with both hands and saying:

"Son, you don't understand, he and that woman won't last long, not to mention his mother is the first person he fell in love with."

"Don't be afraid, mother will definitely find a way to let you and Qianshuang walk into the Lu's house just as well—"

Lu Zhe pursed his lips, a little hesitant on his face: "But I don't want to..."

"Xiaozhe!" Su Qiongpei's strength in holding his shoulders increased. The newly made nails were a little bit sharp, and his shoulders were a little bit painful. The emotions in her eyes made him unable to understand, "You are still young, you don't understand!"

"Listen to mom, mom will let you grow up in the best environment, give you the best resources, so that you never look at people again..."

Su Qiongpaixu babbled and emphasized to him that Lu Zhe couldn't remember what to say later, only that he had deep nail marks on his shoulders at that time, which made him wonder, where did his mother come from such a big Omega. strength.

Later, he received the admission notice from Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School.

There, he met the son adopted by Shen Jingyi and Lu Chengzhen, named Shen Qiao.

Lu Zhe knew him long before he met on the stadium. The first time he saw him was when the school’s inter-class broadcast exercises were disbanded, even if there were a lot of people standing around Shen Qiao and hugging him in the middle, Lu Zhe was still the best. See him first.

The way he laughed was cheerful and sunny, dazzling more than the summer sun.

Lu Zhe, who had just entered the corridor, was taken aback at the time, and a little bit of embarrassment rose in his heart inexplicably.

He thought, is it because of his father Lu Chengzhen that Shen Qiao grew up so healthy?

With such curiosity, he took the initiative to approach each other at the sports meeting in the semester of high school, and established friendship from a ball game. After playing side by side for a long time, he found that Shen Qiao almost never mentioned his family.

At first Lu Zhe thought that the other party just didn't like to talk about family matters, until one time--

There was an Omega in the school who had forgotten to bring inhibitors and suddenly entered estrus in the classroom. All of them Alpha were taken to the open space of the playground.

He inadvertently saw Shen Qiao leaning on the flag-raising stand in the corner, with red rashes on his neck and hands, sitting there in a sense of irritation, covering his face with his clothes irritably.

Lu Zhe walked over and asked in a low voice, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Shen Qiao pulled down his clothes, took a look at him, and found that no one was nearby, so he said weakly: "No, it's just that I'm a little allergic to Omega pheromones recently."

Lu Zhe: "?"

He was a little surprised: "Aren't you A? Why are you allergic to O's pheromone?"

At that time, Lu Zhe still wanted to ask, just like you, what should I do if I look for someone in the future?

But inexplicably, he swallowed the words back, and just asked: "Should I go to the school infirmary?"

Shen Qiao smiled lazily, and said to him: "It's useless, I can't give medicine from the school and hospital, hey... I forgot to take medicine out today."

Lu Zhe saw that he was getting more and more red, and he was really afraid that he was allergic to severe shock, so he stretched out his hand to Shen Qiao: "Get up and take you to the hospital in the city."

Shen Qiao didn't move.

Lu Zhe raised his eyebrows at him: "Why, do you want me to carry you, Princess Joe?"

"Get off." Shen Qiao scolded him, and finally Yu moved respectfully.

After walking two steps, Shen Qiao frowned and looked at him: "What are you doing? Want to fight?"

Lu Zhe: "?"

"Don't want to fight with your pheromone so arrogant, what do you do? Advise you not to mess with me, you are in a bad mood." Shen Qiao retracted his gaze, threw the school uniform jacket on his shoulder, and walked forward with a world-weary expression.

Lu Zhe reduced his cedar scent. Originally, he thought that the Omega pheromone floating from the playground was so strong that he was afraid that Shen Qiao would pass out less than half of his journey, so he used his pheromone to help him block it.

He admits that the method is a bit stupid, but since this owed guy doesn’t appreciate—

Then he deserves allergies.

...

When he arrived at the hospital, Lu Zhe was waiting outside against the wall. He was playing with his mobile phone before bowing his head. But the door of the consulting room suddenly opened. Shen Qiao walked out from the inside, and the doctor said in a long voice:

"Professional institutions are more reliable, you should pay more attention to the acquired gland problems..."

Lu Zhe: "..."

Looking at Shen Qiao's gaze at the dead, Lu Zhe slowly and slowly showed a friendly and harmless smile.

He followed Shen Qiao and touched his nose subconsciously: "I won't tell you what happened today."

Shen Qiao rolled his eyes: "Whatever."

After a pause, Shen Qiao didn’t know what he thought of, and he dragged his tone and said slowly: “If you want to say it, I don’t mind giving you some more exciting news, such as my acquired gland problem, which comes from My wicked family."

Shen Qiao approached him and suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know how it feels to be injected with Omega pheromone for a person who is about to differentiate into Alpha?"

The smile on Lu Zhe's face suddenly froze.

Shen Qiao rubbed his chin and looked at him as if he was rarely wearing a smirk mask. He realized that it didn't feel bad. After watching it for a while, he turned around to get the medicine, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Zhe slowed over, followed up in three or two steps, and said in a low voice, "...Is this illegal?"

Shen Qiao let out a "ha", as if he heard some big joke, and said to him mysteriously for a long while, "Yes, so when you know what my family does in the future, quickly shake me out today." If it is released, it may be reported successfully."

Lu Zhe couldn't laugh anymore.

Seeing Shen Qiaoruo casually returning to the back of the queue, Lu Zhe suddenly understood at that moment——

A family with a father is not necessarily beautiful.

Perhaps that is a more terrifying hell.

Everything that happened later proved this point.

...

Perceiving more eyes falling on him, Lu Zhe's attention moved back to his eyes. Under the eager gaze of the two girls who were eager to take a picture together, he raised his head to look at the trademark, and then walked in the direction indicated.

Forty minutes later.

DG base.

Lu Zhe carried a box into the training room and found that the seat next to him was rarely empty. He glanced at the time and asked the old snail who was yawning opposite:

"Jojo hasn't come yet?"

Old Snail wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes that were provoked by yawning: "I went to the cafeteria to see him as if he was entangled by the little fans of the second team. I guess I'll wait a moment—"

"Here, people are back."

Old Snail raised his head and motioned to Lu Zhe to look back.

Shen Qiao paced over, and saw Lu Zhe's figure, feeling a little better. When he got closer, he saw the Godiva gift box placed on his table.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to open it to taste the taste, his hands stretched out——

Lu Zhe, who heard him running to the second team just now, was happy and couldn't remember himself, suddenly lifted the box and put it back on his own table.

"It was misplaced just now." Lu Zhe said lightly.

Shen Qiao: "..."

He didn't know why Lu Zhe suddenly made a nerve to tease himself like this. He stretched out his hand halfway and had to pretend to grab the earphone very naturally, and at the same time he said indifferently: "Oh."

When the game was opened, Shen Qiao glanced at the time and was about to mix the duration of the live broadcast. As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, the person next to him tapped his table gently.

Shen Qiao didn't respond, and debugged the live broadcast equipment on his own. When the microphone was turned on, he just clicked the game and started without saying a word.

A large number of spectators quickly flooded into the barrage.

Just when Shen Qiao entered the B&P session, the audience looked at the game screen and heard the first voice in the live broadcast room. It was a little vague, with a smile, and very familiar.

"I'm not angry, are you still angry?"

"Okay, can't you eat it? Open your mouth, ah—"

Barrage:"……"

Barrage:"??????"

We haven't been here for a few days, what happened to your DG? Wolf cub, turn on the camera for me!