The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

"You think too much, why should I follow you when I have nothing to do? I don't have a crush on you."

Zhou Xing denied it without thinking.

Suddenly, Zhou Xing found that the air pressure around him had dropped to the extreme, gloomy and cold, as if there was a poisonous snake staring at him in the dark.

Zhou Xing subconsciously looked at Yu Jue, his expression remained the same, his glazed eyes were as pale as water.

illusion?

Soon, Zhou Xing put the matter behind him, covered the phone with a book, and started playing games secretly.

Zhou Xing was more engrossed in playing games, he estimated the time before playing, and the game could end before class.

He was stuck on this level for several days and couldn't pass it. He crashed and died in the middle of the game, a matter of 1 minute.

But now that he didn't bump into him all the way, and seeing that he was about to pass the test, Zhou Xing jumped up for joy.

The moment he passed the level, Zhou Xing's first reaction was to pull people to share his joy.

"Look, look, Xiao Yu, I've passed!" Zhou Xing grabbed Yu Jue's arm and raised his phone to show him.

The book blocking the phone was thrown back and hit the ground with a loud sound, and the classroom was eerily quiet.

Only then did Zhou Xing realize that something was wrong. The corridor outside the window was empty, there was still an English teacher on the podium, and there were chalk writing on the blackboard.

There is another book in front of Zhou Xing. It is wide enough to block people from seeing him playing games. The handwriting on the book is sharp, so you can tell it belongs to Yu Jue at a glance.

I'll go, Yu Jue is covering him up to play games?

Thinking of this, Zhou Xing couldn't help but meet Yu Jue's eyes, and he seemed a little helpless.

Zhou Xing was in a complicated mood and let go of Yu Jue's arm.

After that, Zhou Xing's mobile phone was confiscated and he was punished to stand outside.

After class, I was called by the English teacher to the office for education.

When Zhou Xing returned to the classroom, there was no sign of Yu Jue in the classroom, and his belongings were neatly put away.

It looks like he's gone out for a while.

He was not in a hurry, he was dealing with Xueba while waiting for someone to come back.

Yu Jue didn't come back until the bell rang for a long time and the class lasted for a few minutes.

Looking at Yu Jue's position, Zhou Xing frowned, with doubts and a trace of worry in his heart.

Zhou Xing held the mentality of waiting, until the end of get out of class, Yu Jue didn't come back.

The confusion in his heart became more and more intense. He pointed his finger at the back of the front desk and asked, "Do you know where my deskmate went?"

Obviously, the front desk looked blank: "Shouldn't you know better than me?"

Zhou Xing withdrew his fingers and muttered, "Then he didn't say, how would I know?"

Zhou Xing took out the mobile phone that he finally got back, and sent a message to Yu Jue.

Until after school, Yu Jue did not come back, nor did he reply to the message.

Zhou Xing even suspected that he bumped his head against the threshold, that he was stupid, or that he was kidnapped by his enemies and was waiting for his parents to rescue him.

"Brother, where are you going?" Zhu Youpeng just ran over to look for him, when he saw Zhou Xing walking in a hurry.

Zhou Xing said, "Go to the office."

He asked many people, but none of them knew Yu Jue's whereabouts.

The head teacher is still in the office, but judging by the way he packs his things, he is probably ready to leave.

"Teacher, did Yu Jue ask for leave?"

The head teacher said: "Yes, there is something temporary, what's the matter?"

After Zhu Youpeng heard him ask this question, he realized that his brother was so impatient because of Yu Jue. Their relationship is so good now?

Zhou Xing asked a few more words before leaving the office.

Yu Jue just disappeared, and Zhou Xing had no way of knowing where he went.

It wasn't until evening that a few messages came back.

Yu Jue: The phone is out of battery and turned off, so I didn’t see your message.

Yu Jue: I have something to ask for leave.

Yu Jue: What's wrong?

Zhou Xing didn't have an appetite for dinner today, so he bought a bucket of instant noodles at home and soaked them at home. The hot water was poured out, the lid was closed, and the tablet was played on a stand to play the MotoGP documentary.

The blunt voice of the commentator seemed extremely lonely in the empty living room, and the ringtone of the message naturally stood out.

Zhou Xing: Come to school tomorrow to talk about it.

Sending messages is too boring, people don't reply if they don't want to, and there is no way to know the expression in front of the screen. There are some things that Zhou Xing likes to say in person.

Yu Jue: Is it important?

Yu Jue: I will ask for leave tomorrow too.

Will you ask for leave tomorrow too?

Zhou Xing's expression was relaxed, and he couldn't help wondering what made him ask for leave for more than a day.

Zhou Xing: It's not important, it's okay, you are busy with your work.

Yu Jue: Yes.

Zhou Xing was still unable to pry into other people's privacy. If he asked, he would not be willing to tell you, and he was the one who was embarrassed.

The rich seafood-flavored noodle fragrance floated in the air. Zhou Xing lifted the lid and stirred the noodle with a fork. The white mist billowed, blurring the contours of his face.

Zhou Xing stared at the hot instant noodles in a daze, and sniffled. Xiang'er made him hungry and wanted to take a bite.

He took out a tissue, wiped his nose, and ate dinner for one.