The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

"Wow, Zhou Zhao, you have such a good-looking younger brother?"

Reluctantly, Zhou Xing was carried into the dressing room by Zhou Zhao, and was praised as soon as he entered the door.

The makeup artist stared at him with bright eyes, as if he had never seen a good-looking person.

Zhou Zhao smiled silently, pushed Zhou Xing towards her, and said, "Give him some fresh makeup."

The make-up artist clapped his hands and said warmly that he would put it on me, and then left with a smile on his face to pick up the suitcase.

Zhou Xing tried to struggle again: "Farewell, I think I'm fine now."

After finishing speaking, he also looked down at his outfit, white short-sleeved sweater, black cropped pants, white sneakers, and then looked at that beautiful hairstyle... Well, it's perfect.

Do I need to change it?

No need.

Zhou Zhao had a tough attitude: "This is a birthday party."

"Then... can I not change my clothes?" Zhou Xing bargained.

"No."

"..."

The makeup artist who had just left came with her equipment, and she smiled embarrassedly: "It's time to start."

Zhou Xing took a step and sat on the armchair, the corners of his slightly raised mouth remained unchanged: "I want the kind who is so handsome and blows up the audience."

The makeup artist just opened the suitcase, heard what he said, smiled and wanted to answer, Zhou Xing said again: "Sister, you are so beautiful, and the makeup is also very delicate, you will definitely look good when you do it for me, so I can rest assured .”

He praised the makeup artist so much that he was full of enthusiasm. One sentence was not enough, and he added one sentence after another, layer by layer. It is not an exaggeration to say that the words are sweet.

I didn't know, I thought he was a scumbag.

Zhou Xing has a good foundation, so the makeup artist only applied a layer of foundation on him, deepened the contours of his eyes, set the makeup and called it a day.

Next came the stylist's home court. The stylist was holding a sea salt water spray. Just as he was about to make a move, Zhou Xing said, "Just a braid, and nothing else is needed."

The stylist pressed the spray finger for a moment, puzzled: "How do you want to get it pierced?"

Zhou Xing stretched out his hand to lift the bangs in front of his forehead, grabbed the hair at the back, and said, "Just tie it back like this."

The stylist thought for a while and said, "Okay, but it's a bit monotonous. How about I braid your hair like a three-strand braid and tie it up?"

"Row."

It took several hours before Zhou Xing was able to get in the car and head towards the location of the birthday party.

Along the way, Zhou Zhao told him a lot of things, without exception, he just ran away on the way.

The last time I went to a banquet with Zhou Zhao, he just sneaked away halfway.

Of course, what Zhou Xing said now is very pleasant, and he almost swears to God.

"Whose birthday is it?"

In fact, Zhou Xing didn't even know whose birthday party he was going to, and Zhou Zhao didn't say anything. It was only when he was about to arrive at the venue that he belatedly remembered to ask who it was.

"Fischer."

Zhou Xing yawned, searched for this person in his mind, and finally picked him out from the corner: "Which brother committed suicide by jumping off the building?"

Zhou Zhao nodded and said, "But he doesn't like others to mention him, so don't say anything wrong."

Zhou Xing said casually, of course he knew why Fei Sizhe didn't like others to mention his dead brother, not because of sadness, but because this brother was his father's illegitimate child.

Since the person is gone, it is right to pretend that he never existed.

At that time, the incident was reported, and Zhou Xing was only hearing it.

At the birthday party, Zhou Xing followed Zhou Zhao for a cutscene, then found an excuse and walked away.

He was wandering in the hall, and many blatant eyes fell on him, but he didn't care at all, and sat down on the sofa in the corner.

In the farthest part of the sofa, there was a person looking down and playing with his mobile phone. Because of this, Zhou Xing didn't see the other person's face. He didn't pay much attention to others, and started to eat the food on the table in a dull manner.

It's too bad not to eat, his brother gave me a gift.

He eats seriously, as if everything around him has nothing to do with him.

only...

A scorching gaze successfully caught Zhou Xing's attention, and he looked into the innermost part of the sofa.

Even though I've seen a lot of these indifferent glazed eyes, I still can't avoid the shock and throbbing for a while when I suddenly meet them.

Yu Jue's black suit was neatly cut to fit his waist without too much decoration, simple and elegant. He leaned on the sofa and stared at Zhou Xing unscrupulously.

Most people choose black suits, and Yu Jue is very recognizable in a black suit, and he can be recognized at a glance.

Zhou Xing chose a white suit, which is different from the classic black. The white is gentle and elegant, showing a superior temperament. His hairstyle is also different. It is braided, which adds a bit of unruliness to the gentleman's noble appearance The elements are colorful and eye-catching.

He raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on the corner of his slightly raised mouth, and he moved closer to Yu Jue without hesitation.

"At the same table, is that you? You and I are destined." Zhou Xing still had half a piece of cake in his hand, and he stuffed it into his mouth generously, "Great, with you here, I won't be so lonely gone."

"You came by yourself?" Yu Jue looked Zhou Xing up and down, and his eyes finally fell on his face.

Zhou Xing crossed the cake and shook his head: "No, I came with my brother, who did you come with?"

The reason for asking this is of course that it is impossible for Yu Jue to come to this kind of place by himself, unless he is coerced to come here like him.

Sure enough, Yu Jue said that he came with his father.

It's really sympathetic.

Zhou Xing resonated with him, and since he really didn't know anyone here, he pulled Yu Jue up very skillfully, and chatted with him all over the world.

There were not only the two teenagers at the birthday party, but also others, but Zhou Xing didn't want to deal with others, so he naturally followed Yu Jue in this corner and hugged each other warmly.

It's just that the two are really eye-catching, and they stay away from the crowd, which doesn't mean others won't come over.

After several waves of people came in a row, Yu Jue's "rejecting people away from thousands of miles away" was used by Yu Jue, which affected the people who left.

Zhou Xing suggested to Yu Jue: "I think your eyes are very murderous, so why don't you stare at others more? Create a good environment for me at the same table as you."

Yu Jue glanced at him coldly, and he shut his mouth wisely.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Zhou Xing pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

There are always a few people passing by in the corridor. Zhou Xing finished using the bathroom, dipped in some hand sanitizer, and when washing his hands carefully, remembered that his mobile phone was left in the compartment, so he went in to get it.

As soon as he got the phone, he heard the door outside slam shut.

Someone said: "There is no one here, you can rest assured."

Zhou Xing stayed where he was, neither going out nor closing the door to hide.

no?He just came to a birthday party, and broke through the dirty things in private?

"Okay, it's very good. It's fine if you kept silent two years ago. I thought you were scared. What about now? Two years have passed." The man's voice dropped suddenly, followed by the sound of grabbing clothes, and another man Raised the volume, "You still don't want to fucking talk about that brat!"

The words came to an abrupt end, not because Zhou Xing had exposed himself, but because another person's voice was cold and piercing: "Let go."

Zhou Xing froze, his eyes drifted away.

I don't know what happened outside, and the two didn't talk again. After a while, there were sounds of hand-to-hand combat, dislocation of bones, and screams of men.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of rushing out of the door.

Zhou Xing almost held his breath and didn't even move his feet.

I fucked, didn't I...

"Are you in there?"

"Zhou Xing."

Being named, Zhou Xing had no choice but to poke his head out of the cubicle, his eyes quickly glanced outside.Yu Jue was standing next to the sink, he was straightening his collar slowly, his handsome face was spotless, it was obvious that he wasn't the one who was injured just now.

He noticed Zhou Xing's gaze and looked back at him.

For a moment, the two looked at each other speechlessly.