The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

On a hot summer day, insects buzzed, and the noise of fans overhead.

There are also knowledge points written down by the teacher during the lecture on the blackboard. The student on duty wipes off the white powder with a blackboard eraser, leaving a white mark on the wiped area.

The monitor, Zhong Zhiming, returned to the class with a brand new exercise book in his arms. Several top students who had nothing to do gathered around to snatch his exercise book for distribution.

"Chen Chuirui."

"Fu Yuanshu."

Zhong Zhiming flipped through the list and called out his name to remind the students who were playing around after class to catch the exercise books he threw over.

As he continued to read, Zhong Zhiming didn't pay attention to who was who, and found someone to throw him after he finished reading.

"Zhou Xing."

Zhong Zhiming looked up in the crowd to look for a classmate surnamed Zhou Mingxing. In the last row of a group, there was a person sleeping on his stomach, leaving the back of his head to see others.

It wasn't until the exercise book threw a perfect arc in the air and landed on the edge of Zhou Xing's arm in embarrassment that Zhong Zhiming realized what he had just done.

Did he disturb the school bully to sleep? !

The noise was not small, and all the masters heard it, and at the same time witnessed the process of throwing the exercise book.

Should they think about how to protect the monitor's personal safety?

The top students looked nervously at the person lying on the stomach, but the person remained in his original state, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhong Zhiming secretly heaved a sigh of relief, handed out the workbook tremblingly, and returned to his seat.

The chair next to it was pulled away. Although the other party moved gently and tried not to make a sound, there was still a rattling sound as it rubbed against the ground.

The moment Yu Jue sat down, Zhou Xing opened his eyes almost at the same time, he got up unsteadily, looked at Yu Jue with sleepy eyes, yawned and said "same table".

Because he had just woken up, the tails of his eyes were red, his pupils were clouded with mist, his hair was slightly messy, and his usual flamboyant demeanor had completely disappeared, but now he looked like an ignorant milk dog with fried hair.

Yu Jue looked at it for a while, turned his eyes away, and opened the exercises to calculate the formula.

Zhou Xing smoothed his hair casually, leaned lazily against the wall, picked up the exercise book, stuffed it into the belly of the table, and didn't even bother to look at it.

Sitting was too boring, so he searched and found a hot-blooded manga, and spread it out on the desk to read.

After reading a few pages, he felt that it was too boring to just read, so he took out a bag of potato chips from his school bag and ate them crunchily.

Potato chips don't have a strong smell, and people who are close can smell it clearly.

Yu Jue frowned, and the tip of the pen stopped. After struggling in his heart, he finally didn't say anything and continued to write the question.

Ding dong ding dong.

Zhu Youpeng sent several Penguin messages in a row. The first one was a post sharing, with a few big characters on it, "The god of learning was bullied by the school bully".

There are all kinds of posts on the No. [-] Middle School forum all year round. Students speak anonymously, eating melons, and chatting all over the place.

Zhou Xing is not interested in the forum, he doesn't even have an account, and he can only read half of the content when he clicks on the post.

Pig Shed: Brother, what did you do last night?

Pig Shed: I believe you wouldn't do that to Xue Shen!

Zhou Xing clicked on the post, thinking, he didn't do anything last night.

In the rain, two teenagers in the same school uniform looked at each other from a distance. Among them, the wet boy waved at the umbrella boy. Not only that, there was another person at the wet boy's feet.

The scene in the photo was exactly the scene where Zhou Xing greeted Yu Jue last night.

I don't know some psychopath who secretly took pictures, and posted them on the forum after they were done, writing [-] characters implying that Zhou Xing had beaten someone, and then threatened Yu Jue not to spread the word, otherwise he would make him look good.

Xiaomi loves to drink Coke: don’t start a war, please?How do you know that the school bully is blackmailing Xueshen?Don't be fooled by conspiracy theories.

Oreo: Ah...the school bully is so cruel QAQ

Did you see my head: The school bully seems to be greeting the god of learning?

Xingchen: It’s not necessarily a greeting, is it?It's not that I don't know what a school bully is like. He doesn't obey the discipline every day, and he always skips class. It's not the first time he fights. It's obvious that he just finished a fight and was seen by the god of learning. He is afraid that the god of learning will report him for skipping class and fighting. .

Landlord: I don’t have any conspiracy theories. I saw the school bully say that to Xue Shen with my own eyes. As for the greeting, who knows if his gesture was a greeting?

The post is very hot, with thousands of floors built, from the conspiracy theory at the beginning to the school bully is really hateful.

It is estimated that all the students in the school have heard about this enthusiasm.

Zhou Xing swiped his finger across the screen and closed the post, not taking it to heart at all.

ZZZ: There was a fight, and my deskmate saw it, but it's okay, I'm a warm and sunny guy, and I won't attack my deskmate.

Pig Shed: What tablemate?Xueshen is your deskmate? !

ZZZ: Well, mine.

Pig Shed: Fuck, that's my idol!Why didn't you tell me yesterday?Brother, you clearly know that Xueshen is an unattainable dream for me? !

ZZZ: Forgot.

Pig shed: Is this a human?

ZZZ: Don't you know now?

ZZZ: And

ZZZ: Didn't I tell you not to ask me for leave?

ZZZ: Are you afraid that you want to be broken by me?

Pig Shed: Goodbye friend.

Zhou Xing put away his phone, continued to eat potato chips and read comics, and the bell rang inappropriately for class, but this did not affect his behavior of eating potato chips.

knock knock...

Yu Jue bent his fingers, tapped lightly on the desk, and said, "Class is over, put away the snacks."

Zhou Xing stared at him silently for a while, then stuffed the potato chips into the belly of the table, took out a tissue and wiped his hands.

"comics."

Zhou Xing protested: "Farewell to my deskmate? Are you going to deprive me of my last happiness?"

Yu Jue glanced at him lightly, opened the registration book, and prepared to write the word 'Zhou Xing' in it.

Zhou Xing quickly threw the manga into the table, and took out the textbook for this class: "Don't remember my name, I'll accept it."

When running for the Disciplinary Committee, the school bullies were not willing to be a school bully. The reason was that there was a school bully in the class, and they were afraid that he would suffer later if he was controlled.

After thinking about it, the head teacher gave this burden to Yu Jue. The person whose name is registered does not need to write a self-criticism, but has to go to the office to copy the textbook and write the test paper. , until it is right.

Zhou Xing didn't like to go to the office to do this kind of thing, it would really kill him.

This class is mathematics. The mathematics teacher is holding a large wooden triangle ruler and mathematics books. He is as thin as a monkey and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He is privately called the "golden monkey" by the students.

The golden monkey drew pictures on the blackboard with a wooden ruler, and the top students looked down at the books and carefully read the upcoming courses.

Feeling bored, Zhou Xing lay down on the desk and stared at the front. The two top students at the front desk were stared horribly. He carefully moved the chairs until the desk touched his chest and could not go any further.

Is he that scary?

With the disciplinary committee by his side, Zhou Xing couldn't do anything, and he couldn't listen to any knowledge points in the boring math class.

The top students listened to the class attentively, only Zhou Xing was in a daze, thinking of ways to have some fun for himself.

He took out a brand-new homework book that had not been handed out for a long time, and searched for a long time in his schoolbag and table, but he couldn't find a pen.

Fuck, he forgot to buy a pen.

"At the same table, borrow a pen."

Yu Jue gave him a pen, and saw him struggling on the notebook with the pen, feeling incredible.

Zhou Xing is calculating the formula?

"Give me a ruler, thank you at the same table."

Zhou Xing took the ruler and drew a picture on the notebook. His concentrated expression was so beautiful that it was enough to attract the sun.

After a while, Zhou Xing was done, and he pushed the notebook in front of Yu Jue.

"Come on, I'm Heizi, you Baizi, you play first, don't say I'm bullying you."

The drawing on the notebook seems not to be an Abelanis circle, nor a hyperbola, or a parabola, but a simple backgammon board.

Yu Jue: "..."

"No errands are allowed during class time." Yu Jue put on a face, listed a few questions in the exercise book, and repeatedly considered the difficulty.

Zhou Xing made a sound, and sincerely persuaded: "Don't be so rigid. Let's play together, have more laughter, and have more fun. Zhou Xiaoren can also sing impromptu songs for you, what do you think? Master Yu?"

How boring it is to play alone, he looked at Yu Jue sincerely.

Yu Jue looked back at him, unfolding the exercises he had written in his hand: "You solve these few problems first."

Zhou Xing felt his head was exploding, he dragged back his backgammon, without hesitation: "Goodbye."

After being turned away, Yu Jue closed the exercise book and memorized the class notes.

The golden monkey asked a few students to answer the questions, but it didn't mean Yu Jue and Zhou Xing at all.

The reason for the former is different from the latter. The teacher believes that Yu Jue can solve any problem easily, so it is better to point him to ask other students. It is easy not to point Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing finished a game of chess for himself, when the homeroom teacher suddenly stood at the window and said solemnly, "Student Zhou Xing, classmate Yu Jue, you two come out."

Vice-principal Liu held a photo next to him. The rainy night painted with splashed ink was gray and gray, and the brighter colors were more prominent. On the contrary, the two teenagers who almost merged with the rainy night stood out.

It was rumored in the campus that Zhou Xing beat people so fiercely, there was no evidence for it, and the school could not punish him. Now, the ready evidence was in front of him, which made Vice Principal Liu, who held a glimmer of hope for Zhou Xing, fall into deep thought.

He had to reflect on whether it was wise to assign Zhou Xing to the first class. A drop of ink is enough to stain a puddle of clear water, but it is difficult to assimilate a drop of ink in a puddle of clear water. The basket was empty.

For a few minutes away, the homeroom teacher didn't say a word, but there was a heavy aura around him. Zhou Xing probably knew the reason why he and Yu Jue were called out at the same time.

He was quite curious about which comrade not only had the audacity to secretly photograph him, but also dared to go to school and sue him, what kind of hatred is this.

Yu Jue seemed like an outsider, he didn't know what happened, and he didn't care too much where the head teacher took them, he was only thinking about the solution to the problem.

After trying to figure out three solutions, Yu Jue was halfway through the fourth one, Zhou Xing suddenly leaned over, leaned close to him and said, "Later, don't be afraid, I have experience in this matter, you can answer whatever he asks, and in the end It’s so miserable, look more depressed, I will cooperate with you, and you don’t have to think about other things.”

Yu Jue didn't quite understand what he said, and Zhou Xing was too close, so he moved aside calmly and said, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Xing didn't pay attention to his subtle movements, thinking that his elm-headed, clever mind was lost in his studies.

Zhou Xing clicked his tongue, reached out his hand to embrace his shoulder affectionately, lowered his head and said, "That man just wanted to trick me, and drag you into the water by the way. Think about it, I'm threatening you? Didn't I? That's it! I told you You deny it, so Vice Principal Liu thinks that you witnessed my fight, but didn't report on me, and secretly covered me up?"

"Look, isn't this damaging your reputation as a three-good student?"

The air was warm and the wind was sticky. The heat that Zhou Xing had always felt was suddenly a little chilly, especially his hands, which were so thinly iced.

Zhou Xing withdrew his hand, rubbed his arms, frowned and asked, "Do you think it's a bit cold today?"

Yu Jue glanced at him coldly, and said in a cold voice, "You think too much."