The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

"But..." Fu Yuanshu asked everyone's doubts, "Where did we get the flower rope?"

Grouping is naturally a competition, the competition system is simple, whichever group lasts the longest is the winner.

Zhu Youpeng showed an unfathomable smile. He took out a bunch of flower ropes from his pocket and said triumphantly, "I came prepared, okay?"

Zhou Xing looked confused: "Why do you carry a flower rope with you?"

Zhu Youpeng winked at him, and still said in his mouth: "I said that I came prepared."

The gods came prepared, even if he was killed, he wouldn't believe it.

He can only deceive the ignorant academic masters.

Zhu Youpeng quickly untied the tangled flower ropes, and after distributing the quantity, he said, "Let's start."

Zhou Xing grabbed the flower rope on the table first, and raised his eyebrows at Yu Jue, who stopped halfway and was robbed of the flower rope: "Turn me first."

Yu Jue had no objection, and when Zhou Xing supported the flower rope, he stretched out his light white fingertips to slightly pick on the red line, the movement was fast and smooth, and the flower rope passed from Zhou Xing's hand to his hand safely, but the square one The red rope seemed to have two more crosses.

Seeing that he turned easily, Zhou Xing licked his slightly dry lips, and lightly swept his soft red tongue over his lips, leaving a layer of moisture.

Yu Jue silently watched his every move.

Zhou Xing's fingertips often remained white, and when they touched the thin red lines, they became even paler, making it hard to look away.

He flipped the flower rope on Yu Jue's fingertips back into his hand, a little shy: "Hurry up, we will be number one."

Even playing, it would be a pity not to get a No.1.

Boys are more competitive, let alone a young man with high spirits.

Apparently Zhu Youpeng, who was next to him, heard his words and choked on him: "Brother, we are the first one tonight."

Chen Chuirui, who was in the same group as him, didn't stop, but started an impromptu rap: "Hey, hey, yeah, you said you want to take the first place, but you can only be the last one."

Zhou Xing narrowed his eyes slightly: "What's wrong with me being number one from the bottom? My little Yu is number one, afraid of you?"

Chen Chuirui blocked him: "How come Xueshen belongs to your family?"

Zhou Xing shuttled back and forth between Yu Jue's hands, and said confidently: "We are grasshoppers on the same line now, we are like a family."

After finishing speaking, he provoked: "Ximen Chuuxue, I think you have a lot of opinions. Do you have to be so obvious about envy?"

Chen Chuirui said nothing, and he didn't want to talk to Zhou Xing anymore.

Compared with the mutual quarrel between the two groups, Zhong Zhiming and Fu Yuanshu were a little quieter and played steadily.

Zhou Xing looked at Yu Jue's eyes hanging over the rope, and discussed, "What do you think of what I just said?"

Yu Jue's fingertips seemed to pause, but it was only for a second, and his tone was cold: "No."

Zhou Xing clicked his tongue, as if he was particularly dissatisfied with his answer: "How could it not be, number one, number one, Xiaoyu, shall we take the number one?"

Yu Jue lightly raised his eyelids and glanced at him for a moment, his attitude remained unchanged, and his words were loose: "Yes."

After he agreed, Zhou Xing was about to speak happily when Zhu Youpeng interrupted: "Brother, you are forcing someone into prostitution, he doesn't want to be the first."

Zhou Xing scolded: "Are you looking for a beating?"

Chen Chuirui said: "Twisted melons are not sweet, and the first one is not for you."

Zhou Xing really wanted to go to the Pacific Ocean with one kick, but he turned around and asked Yu Jue, "Tell me."

Yu Jue: "..."

"First, ours." Yu Jue didn't lose Zhou Xing's face, and declared very forcefully.

Yu Jue was very serious when he said this, he even stopped the movement of his hands, and just stared at Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing looked dazed, and suddenly felt that Yu Jue was talking about love.

But... what kind of love story does Yu Jue have to tell him?He is not his lover.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Xing and Yu Jue won the first place.

Zhou Xing was extremely proud, showing off his madness in front of Zhu Youpeng and the others, and the outraged duo said that there would be another round.

By analogy, the duo was crushed all the way until the end of the evening self-study.

The locomotive was still parked under the dormitory building, and Zhou Xing had to go back to drive it, so he went with the top students.

But as soon as he left the classroom, Zhou Xing grabbed the back of Zhu Youpeng's neck and dragged him into a dark corner.

Zhu Youpeng was dragged out of his mind. Seeing Zhou Xing looking at him with a serious face, he also became nervous: "Do you have a secret to tell?"

Zhou Xing was gearing up, telling himself to calm down, calm down, and calm down again.

But it's fucking calm down!

"Just tell me what you understand by looking at my mouth."

Zhu Youpeng was puzzled: "You said you wanted to play games, but you couldn't take the initiative to mention it because of the personality, let me persuade them to play together, you were very excited behind, and your eyes kept sticking to Xueshen, saying that you wanted to play with Xueshen Huasheng, let me make a quick decision, then..."

"I fucking want to throw you off the stairs directly." Zhou Xing couldn't listen anymore, thanks to the fact that he made up the beginning and the end, he was stunned that none of the sentences were right!

Zhu Youpeng said: "What's the matter? Didn't I fulfill your wish? And brother, why do you want to turn flower ropes with the god of learning?"

Zhou Xing said, "Because you're an idiot."

Zhu Youpeng: "???"

What's the matter with him? !

The next day, Zhou Xing came to the school with the self-criticism he had written early in the morning.

Under Vice Principal Liu's request for succinct words, Zhou Xing was ordered to shorten the number of words to [-] words from [-] words of true emotion to [-] words.

Seeing the word count on only one piece of paper, Zhou Xing was not very happy. He wanted to take his [-]-word self-criticism and read it aloud, and he didn't want to stop at the [-]-word words that couldn't stretch his hands and feet.

The reality is cruel, he still has to read [-] words, [-] words is too time-consuming for the whole school teachers and students.

Especially his paddling and pouring plot, which can transition from him hugging a dog across the road to celebrity quotes, and then to his own thoughts, cause and effect of things, right and wrong in nature.

It took a few minutes to prepare the exercises between classes. Since Zhou Xing took up time to read the review, the students couldn't help running to the playground to wait.

Zhou Xing didn't feel any sense of oppression all over his body. When he was reading, he held the microphone and spoke passionately. If the microphone hadn't been taken away, he would have spoken easily and fluently.

After reading the review with emotion, Zhou Xing was about to lead the whole school to do exercises—punishment.

Those who stand at the c position and take the lead in doing exercises are generally graceful in posture and standard in movement, and generally speaking, they get full marks.

Yu Jue was the leader.

Now Zhou Xing is standing next to Yu Jue and wants to lead the exercise with him, Zhou Xing sighs: "Don't be too good-looking, or you will hurt me a lot."

Yu Jue was very puzzled by what he said, and had no idea what his nonsensical words were expressing, but he could guess that it had something to do with gymnastics.

The music played, and Yu Jue looked handsome doing exercises, but Zhou Xing was different from him, he always paddled when doing exercises, and he was powerless to change his hands as if he had been hungry for seven days, as if his bones were broken.

The most important thing is that he didn't remember what to do next, and he was free to play the whole time.

Vice-principal Liu couldn't bear it anymore, so he directly took him out to see what Yu Jue would do.

Zhou Xing looked at it for a few seconds and said, "I can do it too, it's just that it's different from his."

Vice President Liu: "..."