The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

Yu Jue just read the first sentence, frowned slightly, and stopped talking.

Zhou Xing's handwriting has a different temperament from other people's, he is quite casual and flamboyant, but the handwriting is neat and elegant, correct and eye-catching.

It's just that this correct font blends weirdly with his gibberish content.

From anyone's point of view, it seems that the writer was forced to write with a knife on his neck.

"How is it?" Zhou Xing was confident, he raised his eyebrows, "Is the writing style particularly good, and the rhetorical techniques are even more admirable?"

Yu Jue looked at him silently.

that look...

Like looking at a fool.

Zhou Xing was amazed, he looked down at the review: "Isn't this a perfect beginning?"

"Good morning, teachers and students. On a sunny Monday as always, I overslept because I didn't turn on the alarm clock. When I woke up, I didn't rush over. I also lay down and played with my mobile phone, and asked people to eat together. I was arrogant and willful. At that time, I My heart is very calm, and I feel that I can sleep again, but now I deeply understand my mistakes, after all, the plan for a spring lies in the morning, but there will always be mistakes in life..."

Zhou Xing has written any kind of self-criticism, and every time he writes in different ways, the students have long been used to it, and they still use it for fun.

But Yu Jue was the first time he had seen someone write such a ridiculous review, so he couldn't help but accept it.

Yu Jue frowned and said concisely: "Quiet."

Zhou Xing didn't shut up, and said forcefully, "You're the only one who has a lot to do."

Looking over with ice-filled eyes, Zhou Xing shuddered and raised his hands: "Okay, I surrender."

In fact, Zhou Xing still didn’t listen in class. He just pretended to write and draw in the textbook. It was incredible how he behaved.

After finishing the review in his spare time, Zhou Xing wiped the pen with paper, and put it back in front of Yu Jue through the paper towel.

Facing his indifferent glazed eyes, Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? I wiped the pen clean for you."

Yu Jue said, "Why rub it?"

Zhou Xing took it for granted: "Aren't you a clean freak? I can't clean it up for you."

He didn't forget that the two almost got into a fight last time because he messed up Yu Jue's desk. At that time, the clean freak had an ugly face.

Yu Jue obviously didn't expect that his indifferent handsome face fluctuated, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "It's not that serious."

"Really, you reacted so badly last time." Zhou Xing didn't quite believe it. He was sorting out books and homework in his hands.

Yu Jue lowered his head and raised his eyelids slightly: "It was too messy that time."

Zhou Xing smiled slightly when he heard the words, without being too entangled, he continued with the movements in his hands, and when he was done, he got up and prepared to buy a pen.

As soon as he walked to the door of the classroom, he bumped into Zhong Zhiming. He should have just laughed it off, but the class leader Xiao Ming unexpectedly called out to stop him.

"School...idol, ah no, student Zhou Xing." Zhong Zhiming changed his words in time, and he laughed dryly, "I have something I want to give you."

Zhou woke up interested: "What good things are you going to give me?"

Zhong Zhiming showed Fu Yuanshu's shy smile, and took out a familiar printed bag from behind, waiting for Zhou Xing to take it over.

He wiped his nose embarrassingly, and said, "We all know, Xiao Fu told us all."

While talking, he laughed and scratched his head: "We misunderstood you before, but no matter what happens in the future, we will definitely stand by your side."

He just said, how could his idol be so bad!

Sure enough, there is something else hidden.

So what about school bullies, like the review masters often write in their review books that 'people always make mistakes'.

Can't you forgive me?Still can't get rid of evil?

Zhou Xing clenched the bag tightly, Fu Yuanshu has such a big mouth!

"So what you gave me were textbooks?"

Zhong Zhiming nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "The bookstore buys textbooks for language and mathematics." He watched Zhou Xing open it eagerly, and said with a smirk, "It's a good deal, and I even gave a copybook."

Zhou Xing: "..."

Ever since Fu Yuanshu spread the words, the top schoolmasters looked at him sourly.

In the next few days, some bullies approached Zhou Xing cautiously from time to time. Seeing that he had no airs, they were really not as scary as the rumors, so they openly exposed their purpose - to teach Zhou Xing how to write questions.

Zhou Xing experienced the feeling of being tutored for the first time in his life.

Of course, the tutoring process was not smooth, and the living ETC pretended not to understand it even though it understood it.

Even when the teacher asked him to go up to answer and teach him hand in hand, he was choked to the point where he couldn't speak.

"We need to use a first for this question." Zhou Xing harassed Fu Yuanshu for several questions. At this time, he was rubbing his temples with a headache, and tried to break up the lecture.

Sure enough, Zhou Xing frowned and asked, "Why use a to calculate, can't x?"

Fu Yuanshu took a deep breath and said, "Because x can't get the value, so it can only be a."

Zhou Xing's expression became even more confused: "How do you know that x can't be obtained?"

Fu Yuanshu was very sad. The school bully did not study and became a scumbag. It was a serious decline in IQ. Is this really the former provincial champion?

Every time he taught Zhou Xing to write a question, he would fall into doubt.

Seeing that he had a severe headache, Zhou Xing knew that if he pretended to be stupid, it would be over, he suddenly realized: "I see!"

Fu Yuanshu was overjoyed: "Then you write and see."

After half an hour, Zhou Xing finally understood this question!

Fu Yuanshu was so moved that he made progress, which was much better than the last time he learned a question in 45 minutes.

"That's all for today's question, let's continue tomorrow." Fu Yuanshu held the book and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Xing suppressed the triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded: "Okay, I'll trouble you."

Fu Yuanshu snorted and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay."

As soon as he walked away, squad leader Xiao Ming came, and he took Zhou Xing's chemistry.

Compared to Fu Yuanshu's forbearance, he only felt distressed. Zhou Xing's more extreme, the more uncomfortable he felt. He thought his idol shouldn't be like this, it was all caused by accident.

Zhou Xing was free after completing a set of Xueba tutorials.

Vice Principal Liu was overjoyed by his recent transformation. His tone of speech became much gentler. Zhou Xing got goosebumps when he heard it, and couldn't adapt to it at all.

However, it's one thing to play with a person who is eager to learn but can't learn, and those things that should be late and skip classes still have to be done.

So Zhou Xing's daily life is nothing more than writing self-criticism and pretending to study hard.

One day, Zhou Xing stood in front of the review column and rubbed his chin, thinking which review sheet would be better to tear up.

He stood in the review column and thought for 10 minutes, hesitating to tear or not to change one after another. Finally, he closed his eyes, pressed his hand, and tore off a random one.

Zhou Xing opened his eyes and looked, his heart ached, the palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh!

Enduring the pain, he posted the new self-criticism on it, muttering: "Earn some money."

After pasting up the self-criticism, Zhou Xing folded the torn paper, stuffed it into his pocket, walked a few steps forward, and saw Yu Jue not far away, looking at him.

Like watching a retarded person.

Zhou Xing is not annoyed, Yu Jue has a problem now, he keeps staring at him, but doesn't talk much.

If the other party wasn't too cold, Zhou Xing would have thought he was in love with him.

"Why are you standing here stupidly? Let's go back to the classroom." Zhou Xing walked up to him and greeted him.

Yu Jue raised his eyes and followed Zhou Xing silently back to the classroom.

Halfway up the stairs, Xu Zhe happened to come down the stairs, his eyes lit up: "Brother Xing."

Xu Zhe almost flew in front of Zhou Xing, but before he got close, he was stopped by the cold eyes.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Xing was used to the phenomenon that the atmosphere would freeze when Yu Jue was by his side, so he naturally went forward to chat.

Xu Zhe is not used to it, but what can he do, he can only say: "I'm going to buy something and go to the basketball court after school."

When he said this, Zhou Xing remembered what he had promised Zhu Youpeng.

Zhou Xing said: "Coincidentally, the pig shed and I are going too."

Xu Zhe is on the basketball team, so of course he went to play a basketball game. When he heard that Zhou Xing was going, he said, "Hey, that's good, cheer me up!"

Zhou Xing swears: "It must."

"Hey." Zhou Xing thought about it for a second, then turned to ask the cold-faced Yu Jue, "Are you going?"