The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

After class, Zhou Xing entangled him.

"How are you thinking?"

Yu Jue tidied his desk silently, turning a deaf ear to Zhou Xing's words.

Zhou Xing was also persevering, persuading him endlessly.

When he talked about his dry mouth, he took out the mineral water from the drawer, unscrewed the bottle cap, and drank the water with his head up.

Yu Jue co-authored and sorted out Zhou Xing's confiscated class notes and other materials. When he looked up, he could see the smooth lines of Zhou Xing's fair neck, and the protruding Adam's apple was rolling up and down.

After Zhou Xing finished drinking the water, he screwed on the cap and threw the water into the table.

The phone vibrated frequently, and he unlocked it with his fingerprint to check the information.

Pig Shed: Brother, what is Xueshen doing?

Zhou Xing glanced at Yu Jue, and Yu Jue put the stack of materials on his desk the first time he glanced over.

"What do you mean?"

Yu Jue said, "It's up to you to learn or not."

The implication is that if you learn or not, I will teach you.

Zhou Xing turned his head and said, "You agree?"

Rounding it up means that Yu Jue doesn't care about his studies.

Yu Jue glanced at him indifferently, and began to fiddle with his Olympiad questions.

Although he didn't admit it, he didn't deny it either.

Zhou Xing stretched out three fingers, with a smile on his lips: "I'll count three two one, if you don't answer, I'll take it as your agreement?"

"Three two one."

Zhou Xing was very aggressive, and he finished counting three, two, one in one second, and Yu Jue didn't say a word, and he had already counted down.

"Haha." Zhou Xing waved a finger in front of Yu Jue, "You can't go back on your word."

Compared with Zhou Xing's villain, Yu Jue didn't care too much, Liuliyan still stared at him indifferently.

Ding dong ding dong...

The reminder sounded several times, Zhou Xing turned on the screen and swiped to the chat interface.

Pig Shed: Brother, don’t you love me?

ZZZ:?

ZZZ: As long as you have a lot of farts, let them go quickly.

Pig shed: I have a question... Brother, can you help me ask it?

Pig shed: pictures.

Pig shed: If I don't understand, the teacher won't let me leave get out of class, so I vomit.

Zhou Xing clicked on the picture, looked at it casually, and found that he really couldn't understand it, so he took a picture of Yu Jue and said, "Help me write the question."

Before Yu Jue misunderstood, he put the phone in front of him in time: "Hey, that's it."

Yu Jue looked at him suspiciously, and Zhou Xing explained, "My brother asked me to ask for help. Last time we almost got into a fight, he was the handsome guy who dragged me away."

Brother, I'm so mean, call you a handsome boy in front of your idol.

Yu Jue said indifferently: "No one wants to fight with you."

Zhou Xing is in a good mood at the moment, and just now he made Yu Jue agree with his shameless face, so now he agrees with a conscience: "Then I am really a dog, I am that kind of person, and I still treat you as that kind of person ,unacceptable!"

"But I believe you are definitely not someone who cares about everything." Zhou Xing laughed, "Come on, let's do the math first, my brother is waiting for my help."

Finally, Zhou Xing took a picture of the calculation process listed by Yu Jue and sent it to Zhu Youpeng.

After Zhou Xing sent the message, he said, "Would you like to treat me to dinner after school?"

"Don't go."

"Why don't you go, don't you want to go whoring for nothing?"

Yu Jue: "No."

Zhou Xing: "Why? Anyway, you are going to eat."

Yu Jue ignored Zhou Xing's questioning.

It wasn't until after school that Zhou Xing knew why Yu Jue didn't answer him.

On the road near the school, there was a Rolls-Royce parked on the sidewalk, and Yu Jue walked towards the beautiful woman in a strapless short skirt beside the car.

The two faced each other, not knowing what to say.

If Zhou Xing is not mistaken, this hot beauty is the one who got in the car with Yu Jue last time - his girlfriend.

The two didn't say a few words, Yu Jue opened the car door for his girlfriend, and naturally put his hands on the roof sill to avoid his girlfriend from bumping into him, with a skillful and gentlemanly manner.

After his girlfriend got in the car, Yu Jue got into the car and closed the door tightly.

Zhou Xing finally understood why he was rejected, his girlfriend is not important to him, really.

"Lend my shoes to wear, damn it, I feel bad! I don't want to borrow them, and he has no shoes to wear. To put it bluntly, he just wants to show off in front of girls. What's so proud of wearing other people's shoes? Next time I will absolutely I won't borrow him, no matter how miserable it is, fuck!"

Zhu Youpeng spoke excitedly here, and turned around to find that his brother didn't listen to a word, but stared in front of him in bewilderment.

"What are you looking at?" Zhu Youpeng followed his line of sight and saw a Rolls Royce running away.

Zhu Youpeng was puzzled: "What do you see other people's cars for? It's not like your family doesn't have one."

Zhou Xing was speechless, and said, "You're the only one who has a lot of shit."

The temperature inside the car was much lower than outside, the cold temperature invaded the skin, and the scenery outside the window was receding, so blurry that only the basic outline could be seen clearly.

Yu Jue fastened his seat belt. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure. He couldn't help turning his head back, trying to see that person clearly.

"Xiao Jue, what are you looking at?" Yu Huan had just finished the delicate manicure on all ten fingers, the rhinestones on it were shining, and she was carefully arranging the red tube top dress on her body.

The car turned a corner and couldn't see anything, Yu Jue straightened his seat belt and lowered his eyes: "No."

Yu Huan brushed her curly hair and said, "Uncle asked you to go back to have a dinner, it's not that I deprived you of time."

She straightened her curly hair and looked at Yu Jue with her red lips curled. His handsome face was as cold as ever, and even his voice was often silent.

Yu Jue's eyes kept staring out of the window, without the slightest sign of responding. After seeing Yu Huan a lot, he began to tell him some things.

"Go to an Internet cafe?"

After eating, Zhu Youpeng bought a cup of fruit tea and drank it. Unlike milk tea, the imported fruit tea is fragrant.

Zhou Xing flicked the car keys, looked down at the electronic watch on his wrist, and said, "There is still time, I want to go to the racing track, the track is open today."

"That's fine." Zhu Youpeng took a sip of tea, dropped his mouth, and suggested: "How about I go with you."

Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you drive?"

Zhu Youpeng doesn't know how to drive. He has no interest in cars. He has shoes in his eyes. When he was curious, he tried to drive Zhou Xing's car, but he almost fell into a ditch without the car.

Perhaps Zhu Youpeng recalled the unbearable past, and he said stubbornly: "What's so difficult about motorcycles, is it just a matter of turning the handbrake? If it really doesn't work, then I think you can drive!"

Zhou Xing obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with him, he was in a hurry to go to the race track, and he didn't have time to gossip.

The racing track is some distance away from the school, Zhou Xing stepped up the accelerator to speed up, and arrived in ten minutes.

Zhu Youpeng was still a little messy, he followed Zhou Xing into the racetrack.

The opening day is different from the competition, there are cameras, and now the track is a bit empty, there are no bustling people.

It is late now, and there is only one hour left before the circuit closes, so there are not many riders left in the circuit.

There are also locomotives for rent at the race track, and the price is generally high, not to mention that they can only drive for an hour, which is not cost-effective.

The price of car rental is based on displacement and category classification. The price of 400CC or below is not much different, but the price of above 400CC and larger displacement is higher.

Zhou Xing drives a mid-engine car today, so if Zhu Youpeng wants to drive, he has to rent a car.

Obviously, he's just here to hang out, he can't drive at all.

Zhou Xing went with him, drove the car in front of the only remaining rider on the scene, and said hello: "Brother, do you want to compare?"

The rider didn't take off his helmet, and he was sitting in the car playing with his mobile phone. After hearing Zhou Xing's words, he said straightforwardly, "Okay."

Zhou Xing had wrapped up the tire warmer long ago, and Zhu Youpeng acted as a tool man, serving as a referee for the two. As soon as they started, the two quickly started speeding around the track.

From the beginning, Zhou Xing has been in the red zone, stepping on the gas pedal to the end, this is how the game is played, otherwise how can he beat others?

When facing a curve, reverse gear and brake heavily.

Zhu Youpeng turned on the camera and started recording the video. The sound of the exhaust was loud. During the live recording, this sound was the only thing in his ears.

The two played lap after lap until the racetrack was closed and no longer in business.

The three stood in front of the convenience store, and the two drank water after exercising to rehydrate.

Che You seemed to be in his twenties. He had just finished several matches with Zhou Xing, and he was crushed by Zhou Xing in every match.

He didn't expect that Zhou Xing's appearance looked harmless to humans and animals, and when he got on the track, he seemed to be desperate for his life, and the momentum was very fierce.

The car friend asked: "Are you still in school? Which university?"

Zhou Xing smiled, revealing dimples on his cheeks: "I'm only a sophomore this year."

The car friend was surprised: "You are so young, so you are very talented if you can run like this. Have you considered becoming a racing driver in the future?"

Zhu Youpeng first trembled for Zhou Xing, and then he dared not observe his emotions quietly.

At that time, Zhou Xing ran away from home and came to live in his house.

Fortunately, Zhou Xing didn't seem very disappointed, and the smile on his face didn't diminish: "I haven't thought about it, it's just a hobby, just for fun."

The car friend seemed a little regretful, but he didn't say much, and added a friend with Zhou Xing with a smile, so that he could ask out to play cars together in the future.

Zhou Xing looked at the time and said goodbye to the rider: "We have to go back to study by ourselves at night."

On the way back to school, Zhu Youpeng's hand on the fuel tank was sweating. He quietly observed Zhou Xing's expression and said, "Brother, are you okay?"

Zhou Xing chuckled softly: "Okay, good enough to beat and cry you ten times."

Zhu Youpeng: "You are ruthless."

Zhou Xing: "Oh."

After sending Zhu Youpeng downstairs to the teaching building, Zhou Xing prepared to return home.

"Student Zhou Xing!"

Zhou Xing turned around and smiled, "Ximen Chuuxue."

Chen Chuirui had just slipped out of the dormitory and was about to go back to the classroom for evening self-study when he saw a familiar figure.

"Wow, so cool." Chen Chuirui couldn't help touching the motorcycle under Zhou Xing, "You can actually start the motorcycle!"

Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to get in the car? I'll take you to skip class."

Chen Chuirui knew he was joking, but he still refused with a full face: "I also want to ask you if you want to study together at night."

Zhou Xing was speechless, with a deep resistance in his heart: "No, there is a tutor at home waiting for me to go back."

Wait until I take homework home and let him write it.

"private teacher?"

Zhou Xing nodded solemnly: "I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to focus on my studies. I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, he cue the camera to Zhu Youpeng: "Youpeng, you have to study hard, you know?"

Zhu Youpeng: "???"

Shouldn't that be what I told you?