The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

do not know.

Did not notice.

Zhou Xing pushed the cap of the pen with his index finger, closed the cap, and turned it upside down. The only thing he could think of was the transfer student in the second semester of high school, the first student in the grade with perfect marks every time, and the perfect high-cold school girl in the eyes of his classmates.

More than once, he heard others talking about Yu Jue in his ears. When the teacher scolded him, he would mention Yu Jue with a proud face.

Over time, the idea of ​​sending him to Yu Jue to see and enlighten him sprouted in the teacher's mind.

The teacher pondered the time and made wishful thinking.But Zhou Xing doesn't play cards according to common sense, like a loach, he can't even catch it, and he can always miss Yu Jue.

Zhou Xing still went his own way. As for Yu Jue, he had been inserted into his ear canal thousands of times throughout the first semester of high school, and his ears were almost callused.He even slept and dreamed that the teacher was chasing him to talk about Yujue, repeating the name, just like a monk knocking on a wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

There was even a period of time when he especially resisted hearing the word 'Yu Jue'.

Zhou Xing squinted at Yu Jue, who was blocking his face with the book, and whispered, "Hey, are you Yu Jue?"

After asking this sentence, Zhou Xing pricked up his ears and waited for him to answer, while Yu Jue was silent for more than ten seconds. At that moment, it was as if a deep trench had been cut between the two of them, which could not be crossed.

"Why don't you talk?" Zhou Xing restrained himself and wanted to reach out to remove the hand blocking Facebook, and at the same time muttered about Yu Jue's indifference.

"Quiet."

Yu Jue replied to him in seconds, with a rather impatient tone.

Zhou Xing couldn't do the thing of sticking a hot face to a cold butt. Now, he didn't even have any interest in looking at the other person's face.

The homeroom teacher folded a piece of chalk, turned his back to the students, and quickly wrote three large characters, and then knocked on the blackboard: "Student Zhou Xing is late, so I will introduce myself again, and other students can also deepen their impression."

The powder is spelled into three characters "Huang Jiali". Zhou Xing has heard the name of this head teacher-the most benevolent teacher in the school. He does not beat or scold students, puts an end to violence, and promotes love and peace. .

The most important point is that he is easy to talk, has less homework, and does not procrastinate.The students liked him very much, and they all hoped that he would be the head teacher.

After the class teacher finished the introduction, he smiled and said to them: "Students, get up and introduce yourself."

He glanced at the heads of the class, thought for a while, and said, "Let's start with Yu Jue."

"Oh~!!"

The Xueba were full of energy, and they all looked at Yu Jue. God knows how much they wanted to sit at the same table with the Xueshen, but Xueshen had a stern face and a cold body, and a look made people stop and dare not approach. Dare to sit at the same table with him?

Zhou Xing's finger is still on the cap of the pen, so he won't block his face on the podium, right?

His curiosity was rekindled, and he only heard the sound of Yu Jue getting up, and then, looking behind him, the tall and slender young man walked up to the podium, picked up the chalk, and wrote the word "Yu Jue" on the blackboard .

The pen is sharp, elegant and vigorous, and the characters are like a person, beautiful and dangerous, full of visual attacks.

The person standing on the podium had a cold expression on his face. While the boys loved not buttoning their buttons properly, his school uniform buttons were meticulously buttoned, and his whole image was neat and tidy.

Yu Jue's facial features are deep, but he is fair and clean. His skin color is comparable to that of Zhou Xing, who is known as Bai Wuchang. His bangs are long on the forehead, scattered above the eyelids. His eyes are long and narrow, and they are glazed eyes. Laughing gives people a vague sense of alienation.

His stern appearance matched his temperament quite well. He stood there, like a solar refrigerator, whizzing out cold air.

Zhou Xing stared at his face without squinting. Yu Jue stepped down from the podium, his eyebrows were covered with cold frost, and he looked at Zhou Xing with a cold knife in his eyes, as if he would throw him to the ground and beat him up in a second.

His hostility was heavier than Zhou Xing's.

After Yu Jue approached, Zhou Xing realized that he had a pair of silver earrings on his ears.

Zhou Xing was dazed by the shaking of his earrings, and couldn't help touching his earlobe, which was as clean as a pure land, in doubt.

Xueshen also has a hobby of ear piercing?

It is difficult for the whole school to find a boy who has pierced ears and wears conspicuous earrings blatantly. The schoolmasters in the class have natural expressions. It seems that everyone should know that Xue Shen wears earrings, only Zhou Xing does not know.

Yu Jue sat back in his seat, met Zhou Xing's gaze, and said, "How long do you want to watch?"

Zhou Xing waved his hands, propped his elbows on the desk, and said, "I'm looking up at the demeanor of the god of learning."

According to what the teacher mentioned to the students, Yu Jue is a god of learning, besides being a god of learning, he is also a god of learning, which imprinted in Zhou Xing's heart that learning is the fire of his life.

Only after seeing Yu Jue in person did he know that he didn't look like a good student at all, but he had the aura of a school bully.

Zhou Xing claimed that he was not a bully in the colonel, he just had unsatisfactory grades, and it was rumored that he smoked, drank and fought, and he rarely did it.

The top students came to the stage to introduce themselves one by one, and it was almost the end of the introduction session when school was over.

The head teacher sorted out the materials on the podium, and said: "The students have already gotten to know each other briefly, and in the days to come, we must get along well and help each other."

Before the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the head teacher didn't say that he could leave, Zhou Xing got up and walked out according to the usual practice. Before he left his seat, the corner of his school uniform was restrained by a force.

The strength comes from learning the gods at the same table.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Xing looked at Yu Jue puzzled, and joked casually, "Do you want to treat me to dinner?"

Yu Jue's complexion was the same, his eyes were clear: "get out of class is not over yet."

"what?"

Zhou Xing looked directly into his calm and unwavering eyes, and subconsciously felt it was because of something, but Zhou Xing was used to leaving early, because the time of leaving early was close to the end of get out of class, and the teachers all turned a blind eye.

"You want to leave early?"

Zhou Xing was surprised: "It's almost the end of get out of class, and there's nothing else to do, why can't I leave?"

Yu Jue: "You can't leave until the bell rings and the teacher tells you that get out of class is over."

Zhou Xing patted his forehead, his heart was going crazy, his tablemate is a devil, right?

The head teacher didn't delay the class as usual, and the bell rang after he finished speaking, and the timing was just right.

"get out of class."

With a majestic sound, all the masters bowed and called the teacher goodbye.

Yu Jue let go of his hand when the class teacher said that get out of class was over, and without saying a word to Zhou Xing, he pushed away the class stool and walked away without delay.

There was a lot of people in the corridor, and after he left the classroom, he couldn't see anyone at once.

Zhou Xing looked at the students. Most of the students walked together. One student jumped to the side of a boy, put his arm on the boy's shoulder affectionately, and said with a smile, "Why didn't you wait for me at the same table."

"Fuck, crazy, scare me." The boy was absent-minded and didn't pay attention to the flow of the crowd. He was shocked when he was touched by a student who jumped up suddenly.

The two stayed where they were, with their backs to Zhou Xing.

Student: "Who knew you were so timid."

The boy didn't bother to say much, and put his arm on the student like a brother: "Go, I invite you to eat."

Zhou Xing fingered the folds that had been pulled out from the corners of his clothes, silently watching the two of them walk away with their shoulders crossed.

They are also at the same table, why is there such a big difference?

The homeroom teacher was about to leave with his hands behind his back when he saw the empty classroom with Zhou Xing standing on his seat, not knowing what he was staring out of the window.

"Student Zhou Xing? Aren't you going to eat?"

"Go." Zhou Xing asked without hesitation, "Teacher, how many words should I write for today's review?"

Because he is often late and violates the school rules, he has developed the habit of not writing homework and writing self-criticism. The teacher forgets to mention the number of self-criticism, which often happens.

It was the first time for the class teacher to meet the students who came up to him to ask for a review. He didn't intend to ask Zhou Xing to write a review. Instead, he was concerned about the review.

The head teacher couldn't explain it in a word: "There is no need to write a self-criticism."

"Why?" When Zhou Xing spoke, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but now, the corners of his mouth that should have been raised were curved down, looking unhappy with this answer.

The homeroom teacher didn't realize this subtle trick, and said out the countless words that had been brewing in his heart, euphemistically and deeply: "Student Zhou Xing, since you have entered a new grade and come to a new class, it is a new environment, a new life, You have to take good care of your own life..."

With Zhou Xing being the last one and failing all subjects, he would not be able to get into the class where the top students are like a cloud. Everyone who saw the class schedule was stunned, wondering why he was able to get in.

Zhou Xing couldn't figure it out even more. He vaguely guessed the reason. When he came to pay the tuition a few days ago and checked the class placement by the way, he met Deputy Principal Liu and was called to drink tea.

Vice-principal Liu said to him with a serious face at the time: "You should not put too much pressure on the situation of class division. We also thought about it for a long time before deciding to assign you to class one. We think you can still recover good grades." , Although I don’t know what difficulties you encountered during the period that caused you to become what you are now, but we still hope that if you have something difficult to tell, you can come to us and we can solve it together. There is nothing difficult to overcome, as long as you are willing to look directly at it. "

Zhou Xing didn't think much of it, and even asked Deputy Principal Liu to give up on him. He didn't have any difficulties, he simply couldn't learn it, and didn't want to learn it.

Of course, Vice Principal Liu just ignored his words and still let him stay in class one.

- Brother wake up.

- I broke up again.

- The old place, see you there.

As soon as Zhou Xing left the cafeteria after lunch, Zhu Youpeng sent him three consecutive messages of speechlessness.

He murmured to himself, this is the first time.

After school time, the school gate is open.Unlike when the school gate was full of people just after school, Zhou Xing walked through the quiet school gate, bought something at the small shop opposite the school gate, and then turned into the alley next to it.

People always have moments to relax, not to mention teenagers who are in their youth.

Learning belongs to learning, and playing should also be played.

Internet cafes are the most popular places for young people. Here, no one cares about you. A computer, a headset, the game world, and the volume goes through the eardrums. Your focus will not be on external worries, but you will be immersed in virtual reality world.

Just like now, as soon as Zhou Xing pushed open the door, he heard the protagonist who broke up cursing: "Fuck, will you fucking play on the 2nd? Then tell me you didn't see that big guy there?!"

Zhou Xing: "..."

The author has something to say: Blind, not seeing