A few days later, in the 400-person classroom of Shanlan University, a common class for freshmen was in progress.

Chu Muyu sat in the front row, lowered her head and took notes quietly, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly because her eyes were drooping.

When the bell rang, the teacher finished his last sentence and asked the students to take a ten-minute break between classes.

The class is two and a half hours long, with a break in between.

Chu Muyu stretched her neck, picked up the water cup and wanted to go out to get water.

But before he got up, someone poked him from behind.

Chu Muyu turned around suspiciously, and saw an unexpected person.

Shen Qingdeng was still cold, perhaps because the corners of his mouth were born with a downward curve, which made him look unhappy when his face was expressionless.

Why is it him again? Chu Muyu was slightly surprised in her heart.

"Chu Muyu." Shen Qingdeng opened and closed his mouth, calling out Chu Muyu's name accurately.

Chu Muyu's first thought was: He actually knows my name.

Chu Muyu looked at him and patiently listened to what he said.

"When I came to class today, I saw someone following you. That person didn't look like a student. I thought it was the professor looking for you, but you walked too fast and he couldn't keep up." Shen Qingdeng's tone Steady, like a robot reading a manuscript.

"But when I went up and asked him if he had business with you, he denied it in a panic, and then turned around and left." Shen Qingdeng stopped.

Chu Muyu was startled, and an emotion called panic crept up his back.

It wasn't necessary for Shen Qingdeng to finish speaking, he just heard the first sentence, and he had already confirmed that it was that person.

"What, what does he look like?" Chu Muyu trembled when he heard his own voice.

Shen Qingdeng replied: "Thirty or forty years old, wearing a plaid shirt, wearing glasses, about 1.7 meters, I can't remember what he looks like, he is a Beta."

After finishing speaking, Shen Qingdeng put one hand on his chin, and lazily raised his eyes to look directly at Chu Muyu's face: "Do you have any impression?"

Chu Muyu has no impression.

The description given by Shen Qingdeng is too general, almost all the older male Betas are like this, not tall, plainly dressed, throwing a brick can hit ten of these Betas.

"Ding-"

At this time, Chu Muyu's cell phone rang in the desk drawer.

Omega reached out to pick up the phone, and then his pupils constricted suddenly.

It was a text message, a familiar and unfamiliar number, and disgusting wording: "There are too many Alphas around you, which makes me very angry, you little slut, you should belong to me alone."

Chu Muyu scanned the content of the text message at a glance, and almost threw the phone out in disgust.

"What's the matter with you?" Shen Qingdeng noticed that Chu Muyu's expression was not good, and asked with concern, "Uncomfortable?"

Chu Muyu quickly locked the phone screen to prevent Shen Qingdeng from seeing the content of the text message.

After all, the two are not familiar with each other, and after being harassed by a pervert is known to outsiders, some rumors may spread in the school, and Chu Muyu is unwilling to be the talk of others after dinner.

"No." Chu Muyu replied.

That's what he said, but his face was pale, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead in just a few seconds.

Shen Qingdeng stared at the bead of sweat, and suddenly stood up, walked to Chu Muyu's table, and picked up his schoolbag involuntarily.

"Pack up your things, let's go." Shen Qingdeng said, putting the stationery that Chu Muyu put on the table into her schoolbag, zipped it up, and carried it on her back.

Before Chu Muyu could react, she was held by Shen Qingdeng's wrist and stood up, striding across the podium to the outside of the classroom.

"What are you doing?!" After being dragged out for a few steps, Chu Muyu realized it later, and began to want to shake off Shen Qingdeng's hand.

An Alpha and an Omega openly held hands and left early in a large classroom of 400 people, which aroused discussions among other students in the classroom.

Chu Muyu noticed that other students were looking at her, and turned her face away uncomfortably, just wanted to leave quickly, so she stopped struggling.

Unfortunately, ten minutes was almost up, and the teacher just came in through the door with a teacup in hand, and saw Shen Qingdeng carrying two schoolbags and holding another person by the hand.

Brazenly leaving early!

"What are you two doing?" the teacher stopped the two of them.

Shen Qingdeng stopped, pulled Chu Muyu to the teacher with all his strength, pointed to his face: "Teacher, he is not feeling well, I will accompany him to the hospital."

The teacher took a closer look and found that Chu Muyu's lips were pale. He immediately changed his attitude and asked with concern: "Student, are you alright?"

Chu Muyu was startled, afraid and embarrassed, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't hear the teacher's question at all.

Seeing that Chu Muyu was too uncomfortable to speak, the teacher waved at Shen Qingdeng: "Hurry up and take him to the hospital, be gentle."

"Okay." Shen Qingdeng, who got permission, took Chu Muyu out of the classroom openly.

The teacher glanced at the two people who had left, and shook his head helplessly: "You are young now."

After walking to the boulevard outside the teaching building, Chu Muyu regained his strength and shook off Shen Qingdeng's hand heavily.

"What are you going to do?" He stared at Shen Qingdeng angrily and asked.

Shen Qingdeng was yelled at, and she still had that faint and cold look: "You are not feeling well, take you to the hospital."

Chu Muyu gritted her teeth, after all Shen Qingdeng was out of kindness, so she slowed down her tone and said, "I'm not feeling sick, so I don't need to go to the hospital."

Then Chu Muyu stretched out his hand towards Shen Qingdeng: "Give me back the schoolbag."

Shen Qingdeng stared at Chu Muyu's palm, Omega's hand was so small, it felt like a slap could completely wrap it in his palm.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingdeng did as he wanted.

What was held was no longer the arm, but the entire palm of the Omega. As Shen Qingdeng expected, one hand easily wrapped the Omega.

"You go somewhere with me." Shen Qingdeng went her own way, leading Chu Muyu and leaving.

"Let me go!" Chu Muyu struggled, but in the end she couldn't match Alpha's strength.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the studio.

The tip of the pen was stained with warm orange paint, and Qin Miao concentrated on the drawing paper, tracing a person's appearance stroke by stroke.

"Teacher, can you help me change the painting?" Suddenly a well-behaved young voice came, interrupting Qin Miao's attention.

At some point, a student stood beside Qin Miao, with his hands crossed in front of him, begging a little embarrassedly.

Qin Miao put down the pen, and was about to get up to change the drawing for the student, but heard the student ask again.

"Teacher, who are you drawing? I saw you drawing the same person several times." The student's eyes were full of curiosity.

Qin Miao turned her head and looked around at the few remaining students in the studio, and found that these little furry kids were painting on the surface, but in fact their attention had already drifted to this side, peeking from time to time.

It seems that the repainting is fake, but the gossip is true.

The oldest of these children was only eighteen years old, and most of them were Omegas. Qin Miao's attitude towards them was not as ruthless as his subordinates, but sometimes more tolerant than other teachers. Let the children think that he is very close.

After all, it was a group of half-grown children. Qin Miao didn't care about them, so she answered patiently: "If you were asked to draw a person, besides the model, who would you first think of drawing?"

Qin Miao's answer was an encouragement to the students, and they became more courageous.

A student sitting at the bottom asked, "Teacher, is he your lover? Is he an Omega?"

Another student added: "I found out that the teacher is wearing a ring today. I didn't have one before. Are you married?"

Qin Miao showed a rare smile in class, instead of answering the children's questions, she asked instead: "Is he good-looking?"

The students naturally interpreted his reaction as acquiescence, and immediately booed and replied in unison: "It looks good!"

Qin Miao wiped her hands, looked at the student standing beside her, and asked, "Do you want to change the painting?"

The student stuck out his tongue and slipped back to his seat.

"Ten minutes rest." After Qin Miao finished speaking, she got up and left the studio.

The studio's class time is relatively flexible, and Qin Miao is not a teacher exclusively, but only occasionally comes to take a few lessons. But this studio is all his, and no one will comment on what he thinks.

The first reason for opening a studio is because Qin Miao has studied systematically by himself, and has made small achievements. The second is because of his illness.

The disease called Susceptible Phase Disorder Syndrome is only seen among superior Alphas. It is characterized by a greater desire for Omega pheromones than ordinary Alphas. If they are not exposed to Omega pheromones for a long time, patients will become irritable Irritability, potential danger of harming others.

Drugs can suppress this disease, but there is no way to cure it, and after taking the medicine, it will lead to depression. So Qin Miao still needs Omega pheromones to relieve symptoms.

Yunguo is at the forefront of the research and development of Omega inhibitors in the world. The uniform use of Omega inhibitors throughout the country can prevent Omegas from being out of control due to fever, and the restriction system for Alpha is relatively complete. So that Omegas can avoid wearing neck rings and blocking pheromones.

After using the inhibitor, the Omegas can emit pheromones within a moderate range, which is good for their bodies and also a way to show their charm, and it will not cause Alphas to passively heat up.

So in an environment full of omega like the studio, Qin Miao can get pheromone without getting involved with any omega.

For him, the pheromone of Omega is like a kind of aromatherapy with calming effect, and the studio is a healing room filled with this aromatherapy.

Qin Miao came out to smoke a cigarette.

He knocked out a cigarette, held it in his hand, and saw the angry face of the teacher in charge sitting at the front desk.

Qin Miao walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

The teacher in charge saw Qin Miao, got up and greeted him, and then couldn't hold back and began to complain: "It's not that Li Cen, how many times he has asked for leave this month, the studio doesn't have enough teachers, if he asks for leave, he must We help share class time."

"Li Cen?" Qin Miao frowned, a little impressed by the name, and soon he remembered that this person was a teacher in the studio, an ordinary person, the kind of person who was most easily forgotten.

"Show me the attendance sheet." Qin Miao ordered.

The teacher in charge pulled out the attendance sheet and showed it to Qin Miao.

Qin Miao glanced quickly, and verbally reprimanded the teacher in charge: "The studio teacher manages for you, but you approve anyone who asks for leave. If you want to always be a good person, then you don't have to do it."

The teacher in charge bowed his head in shame.

At the same time, after reading Li Cen's attendance this month, Qin Miao's complexion gradually became heavy.