The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

Although the one who looked up was more tired, Zhou Xing was lazy and self-aware, so he took advantage of the situation and sat sideways on the chair, facing Yu Jue.

"Did you lose your mind and go crazy?" Zhou Xing leaned lazily against the wall. Due to the limited space, he couldn't straighten his long legs, so he could only half-bend his knees, but he was wronged by his legs, which had nowhere to rest.

Turning the pen in Yu Jue's hand, he said lightly, "Being late violates discipline."

Zhou Xing was shocked suddenly: "Then you didn't say that before, okay?"

Yu Jue looked at him calmly, and what he said was very annoying: "I didn't say it, but I registered my name."

Zhou Xing:? ? ?

No wonder every time he was late, he would go to the office to copy the books, and his feelings were caused by Yu Jue behind his back!

"The past is gone like smoke." Zhou Xing didn't want to argue with him, who called him a disciplinary committee member?But if the name is registered, the name is registered, and now what kind of moth is going on, "Are you going to the pigpen to wake me up if you have nothing to do?"

Sleeping and copying books, Zhou Xing chooses to copy books in exchange for sweet sleep.

Yu Jue was unclear: "Words must be done."

Zhou Xing was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Yu Jue was fulfilling what he said yesterday.

He is really responsible for him.

"As long as you're happy..." Zhou Xing stared at him speechlessly for a while, then forced out the words dryly, "I still want to say, it's not necessary, you might as well memorize a few more English words."

Just because Yu Jue was able to wake him up through Zhu Youpeng doesn't mean he can keep it up forever. Zhou Xing will not sit still, he will definitely find a way.

"You memorize the words." Yu Jue took out a thick old English dictionary and put it in front of Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing yawned, put his arm on his head, and said lazily, "If you have anything else, just give it to me."

He was suddenly so aggressive, Yu Jue couldn't help being suspicious.

Knowing that he was confused, Zhou Xing smiled lightly, and said, "What are you thinking? I just asked you to give it to me once, don't split it up, so that I won't be stuck in the corner so many times, it's very tiring."

Yu Jue: "..."

Zhou Xing yawned again. He lay down on the table and muttered, "I'm sleepy."

Getting up in a hurry, Zhou Xing was pinned down by Zhou Zhao all the way. He didn't even comb his hair, because his hairstyle was short, so even if he didn't comb it, it wouldn't get tangled like long hair, at most it was a little frizzy.

He gave Yu Jue the back of his head with curly hair, and seemed to pull him up in order to prevent the other party from being inhumane. He raised his voice and threatened: "Let's say it first, I finished my homework, and I can lie down for a while now, and it won't get in the way." You, you can't disturb me, or you will be beaten by me, don't regret it."

Yu Jue: "..."

After a while, Yu Jue didn't come to call him, and Zhou Xing relaxed his nerves and dozed off.

In the darkness, Zhou Xing, who hadn't fallen asleep, had his senses magnified infinitely. He was obviously very sleepy, as if he was about to fall asleep on the spot, but after closing his eyes, he didn't feel any sleepiness at all.

Zhou Xing simply didn't bother to get up, and lay there motionless, as if he really fell asleep.

There were footsteps approaching, and they stopped when they got close to him.

"Xueshen, I have a few questions I want to ask you."

It's Zhong Zhiming.

Yu Jue next to him didn't respond, listening to the brushing of the paper, he should have taken it directly.

"Is Zhou Xing not feeling well?" Of course Zhong Zhiming noticed that he was so big.

Surprisingly, Zhou Xing was overcome by laziness this time, so he didn't move.

Hearing Yu Jue's neither seriousness nor seriousness: "Yeah."

"Ah? Do you have a fever? Or is there something wrong?" Zhong Zhiming's tone became anxious.

He still wanted to reach out to touch Zhou Xing, but Yu Jue blocked it with his hand. There was a lot of alienation in his tone, and even a coldness: "He has a headache, it's Xiaoji."

Zhong Zhiming was obviously stunned. Why did Xue Shen stretch out his hand not to touch his idol? This is very inconsistent with his style. Logically speaking, he should treat him coldly.

Soon, squad leader Xiao Ming finished sorting out and mediating himself.

Xueshen wanted to integrate into the first class, and kept helping them solve problems. As an intermediary, Zhou Xing was the first person to contact and understand Xueshen's heart.For Xue Shen, Zhou Xing is a bridge between him and the first class, he is special.

Therefore, the reason Xueshen didn't touch Zhou Xing for him must be because he was afraid that he would wake Zhou Xing up.

So careful!

Why is he so careless, only thinking of touching Zhou Xing now, is it possible to wake up Zhou Xing who had a headache and finally fell asleep?

"Xueshen." Zhong Zhiming called Yu Jue affectionately.

Zhou Xing, who was lying on his stomach, frowned.

Yu Jue stopped writing to look at him, Zhong Zhiming smiled very...moved?Although there were no tears in his eyes: "You are such a good person."

Zhou Xing:?

Yu Jue: "Thank you."

This man is really a dog. When he praised him as a good man, he didn't even thank him!

unfair treatment.

Zhou Xing listened to the conversation between the two, it was nothing more than solving a problem, he couldn't understand.

After a while, they finished solving the problem.

Zhong Zhiming said that he was very happy. He didn't forget what he had discussed with the top students last night, and he boldly invited: "Shall we go to barbecue after school? Students get a [-]% discount, it's economical and affordable, and it's delicious. .”

"I'm going."

Zhou Xing raised his hand suddenly, startling Zhong Zhiming.

Raising your hand was really just raising your hand, Zhou Xingren was still lying on his stomach, so he moved his mouth and hands.

Zhong Zhiming regained his composure after realizing it, and he was delighted: "Idol, you're awake, it's ok, let's go together after school."

In fact, he originally planned to ask Yu Jue to help convey it. Since Zhou Xing wanted to go by himself, there was no need to convey it.

After Zhou Xing finished raising his hands, he found a comfortable position and rested his head on his arms. Because he was uncomfortable lying on his stomach and didn't sleep well, his clear voice was dull and hoarse: "You don't have to ask him, he" won't go.

Yu Jue: "Okay."

His words were interrupted abruptly, but because he had been silent all the time, he spoke suddenly, which made people react quickly to his meaning.

"Okay, don't leave after school." Seeing his promise, Zhong Zhiming was overjoyed, he expressed his condolences to Zhou Xing, and then left with the reason he told others.

Zhou Xing no longer felt sleepy, he turned his head and asked Yu Jue: "Don't you like to join in the fun?"

Yu Jue glanced at him lightly, and said in a flat tone, "I didn't say that, you just guessed."

Yu Jue did not say it, but he often has a cold face, talks less, walks alone, rarely initiates conversations with others, and avoids crowds in physical education classes.

This gave Zhou Xing a feeling that he didn't like excitement.

After he said that, Zhou Xing didn't have anything else to say. He buried his head in the desk and mumbled, "Okay."

-

Time flies by, the scorching sun is setting in the west, leaving only the remaining temperature stagnant, the vast sky is cloudless, as clear as a wash, the clear blue is like a mirror, and the picture seems to be still, as if there is no wind blowing.

Zhou Xing still had the candy he threw in a minute ago in his mouth. He didn't eat much of the bag of candy that Yu Jue gave him last time. Plastic bags full of yellow smiling faces were piled up in the corner of the book.

The paper shell exuded a faint orange fragrance, and he held it in his hand and played with it. The deep orange color of the shell made his skin fairer.

Zhong Zhiming stood at the door of the classroom and waved to the two sitting in the seats: "Let's go."

Zhou Xing raised his voice, "Understood."

He stuffed his homework and planned to come back to get things after eating.

Zhou Xing moved faster than Yu Jue. He didn't pay attention to cleanliness and neatness, and stuffed everything into the belly of the table. Yu Jue was pursuing meticulousness, so he was a lot slower than Zhou Xing.

"Is student Xiao Yu well?" Zhou Xing waited quietly, with his elbow resting on the edge of the desk.

Yu Jue folded several textbooks, held the two sides of the books with his hands, and shook them on the desk. He arranged the books into squares and neatly before placing them in the belly of the desk.

"Yeah." After Yu Jue found him pleasing to the eye, he responded to Zhou Xing.

As soon as Yu Jue stood up, Zhou Xing grabbed his wrist and walked towards the door of the classroom: "Then hurry up, don't fret."

After leaving the door of the classroom, Zhou Xing counted the number of people silently. There were ten people in Zhong Zhiming's group, including the two of them, a total of twelve.

Zhou Xing was very casual about the number of people and the number of people. When twelve people walked together, their voices were noisy. If it was a little more intense, it would be noisy.

In terms of noise, there were only eleven people, and Yu Jue was the taciturn one along the way. Unless someone called his name, he would not say a word.

Yu Jue walked beside Zhou Xing, but instead of walking shoulder to shoulder with him, he was a half distance behind him.

Zhou Xing inadvertently looked over and found that Yu Jue was staring at him. A normal person would look away when someone noticed him, but he didn't intend to hide, but stared even tighter.

The light-colored pupils reflected the reflection of Zhou Xing alone, and the scene seemed familiar.

Zhou Xing smiled, dimples formed on both sides, he raised his eyebrows: "Why are you looking at me? I'm not edible."

"Ah? Xue Shen is hungry." Zhong Zhiming heard Zhou Xing's words and said, "It's okay, the barbecue shop is in front."

"Then let's go faster." Fu Yuanshu said.

A group of people entered the barbecue restaurant, divided into two tables in half, Zhou Xing was seated in the middle, and there was only one seat next to him, Yu Jue sat in this seat very easily.

Zhou Xing took the menu and discussed with the top students which one to order. After ordering, it was time to wait for the food to be served. The waiter put a charcoal stove for them.

The barbecue shop opened near the school. It was dinner time, and the business in the shop was very hot. There were some big men talking loudly all around.

The dishes came out quickly, and several people picked up the dishes and put them down on the baking tray. The heat was high, and the dishes made a sizzling sound as soon as they were poured, and the oily smoke billowed.

Zhou Xing flipped and grilled a few slices of beef rolls, dipped them in the dipping sauce and ate a few mouthfuls. After waiting for a long time, he made another pile and baked them with other people's portions.

Not long after he got down, Yu Jue put his roasted chicken bones on the plate. After sitting down for more than ten minutes, he didn't eat a single bite. He baked it persistently and piled up a plate.

Zhou Xing took a sip of Coca-Cola while holding an ice glass, stared straight at the oven, and began his long wait.

Suddenly there was a plate of grilled meat in front of him, Zhou Xing obviously turned his head to look at Yu Jue who had put a plate of barbecue.

The tail of summer, and he can't wear long sleeves yet, the young man's thin arms have soft and graceful lines, and his knuckle fingers are holding bamboo chopsticks to flip chicken wings in the oven with thick oil and smoke.

After Yu Jue picked up a piece of freshly cooked chicken wing and put it in Zhou Xing's bowl, he then grilled the raw one. He glanced sideways at Zhou Xing, and said in a flat tone, "Eat it, I'm not hungry."

"Really or not." Zhou Xing said so on his mouth, but his hands gripped the long chopsticks to pick up the meat dipping sauce, stuffing it into his mouth without hesitation and chewing.

For the rest of the time, Yu Jue really didn't eat a single thing, and kept on grilling, throwing all the grilled food into Zhou Xing's bowl without exception.

The envious eyes of the masters never stopped for a moment.