The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

The sea breeze blew endlessly, and the cold current gradually warmed up. Zhou Xing felt drowsy, and he fell asleep silently.

When he woke up, the phone had been bombarded to the point of freezing.

Pig Shed: Brother...Did Xue Shen beat you up?Does it hurt?

Pig shed: Calling you owed money, dragging people to skip class.

Squad leader Xiao Ming: Come back to class quickly, don’t be overwhelmed when you are young.

Squad leader Xiao Ming: Your idol, you have been sued by your parents...

……

Zhou Xing's interface was full of red dots, and he asked Yu Jue, "No one is looking for you?"

Yu Jue: "No."

"It seems that my usual image is too bad." Zhou Xing frowned, tapped the keyboard with his fingertips, and replied one by one: "No, there is no one who cares about you?"

Yu Jue lightly put his fingers into his pocket and took out a small number card. Under the weak sunlight, the bright yellow lines shone brightly.

"..."

In order to prevent the phone bombing, he directly pulled out the mobile phone card, and the social software may be "more ominous than good luck".

Zhou Xing complained: "Trouble, you might as well turn off the phone."

Yu Jue shook his head, without explaining why.

After Zhou Xing replied one by one, he stood up and stretched, then lowered his head and said to Yu Jue, "Let's go shopping elsewhere."

Yu Jue was suspicious: "Not going back to school?"

When I skipped class, it was still early, and the time in the morning passed by in a flash, and I could catch up with the class in the afternoon when I went back now.

Yu Jue had never skipped class before, and subconsciously thought that skipping a whole morning was considered a very unforgivable crime.

Obviously, he underestimated Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing stepped on the soft yellow sandy beach, and the wind blew his bangs high. He raised his eyebrows: "I've been scolded for scolding. It's a shame that I don't run away anymore."

Yu Jue: "First in grade..."

The person who just swore to be number one in the grade just now smiled rascally: "That starts tomorrow, today doesn't count."

Yu Jue: "..."

"What? You're not too happy?" Zhou Xing bent over to look at him, suddenly realized: "You are a better student than me, oh, I'll send you back to school."

Zhou Xing shrugged helplessly, yawned and walked towards the locomotive.

Yu Jue has long legs, even if he lags behind Zhou Xing a lot, he catches up with him after taking a few steps, and walks side by side with him: "Together."

Zhou Xing, who hadn't woken up, was stunned for a moment, and then he changed his mind: "You'd better go back to class, I'm afraid that Vice President Liu will cut me down and say that I will lead you into trouble."

Yu Jue said, "I took you to skip class."

Zhou Xing smiled, "Who would believe it?"

An excellent student who has been well-behaved all the year round leads an inferior student who is constantly making trouble to skip class, and an inferior student instigates an excellent student to skip class. Everyone is more inclined to the latter, even if it is indeed Yu Jue who dragged him away.

Seeing that Yu Jue was speechless, Zhou Xing regarded him as a compromise, and continued: "It's okay, I mentioned skipping class, and I will take care of the accident."

Start the engine, the loud sound overwhelms the howling cold wind, the wind does not stop for a moment, making the corners of the clothes fly, the green pines and cold cypresses on the hair are mixed with oxygen, and they penetrate into the heart one after another.

Zhou Xing put on his gloves and hooked his fingers towards Yu Jue. The clear voice under the helmet was a little dull and seemed a little hoarse: "Why are you in a daze, get in the car."

Yu Jue lowered his eyelids, his slender eyelashes concealed the emotions revealed by his light-colored pupils, and put his hand on Zhou Xing's front. The strong wind loves to outline his figure the most, and he can see the unique greenness of teenagers when he lowers his head. waistline.

"I don't have class in the afternoon." Yu Jue said.

Only then did Zhou Xing remember what Yu Jue had said in the morning.

"Where are you going if you don't go back to school?" Zhou Xing tried his best to avoid talking about privacy.

Yu Jue asked back, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Xing said cheerfully: "The race track, I have an appointment with the rider."

Through the mirror, Zhou Xing couldn't see Yu Jue's expression clearly. He realized something, and tried: "Do you want to go?"

"Ah."

Zhou Xing laughed silently, couldn't help but feel better, but didn't say anything, and really took him to the racing track.

The riders were waiting in the field, and there were many people around them, all of whom seemed to be the same enthusiasts.

Zhou Xing stepped forward to say hello, and introduced Yu Jue by the way: "This is my classmate, he doesn't like to talk very much, you can just call him classmate."

This title is really perfunctory, Yu Jue raised his eyes to look at him, but there was no blame or displeasure in his eyes.

Zhou Xing didn't want to reveal the names of his classmates, so the riders didn't force him, so he introduced other riders, number five or six, male and female.

"Private competitions can't be on the stage. It's not much fun for two people to compare each other. We have a lot of people. How about asking your classmates to help you see the outcome?"

Zhou Xing was naturally the same, as soon as his gaze met Yu Jue, he understood what he wanted to say.

"Okay, let's warm up first."

Yu Jue stood in the auditorium. He controlled the drone and stared at the people on the screen.

After a while, a number of locomotives jumped out at the same second, the speed was too fast, the sound waves became stronger and stronger, and the locomotives scrambled on the track.

The drone is still climbing high in the sky, and the people below are small and eye-catching. Yu Jue manipulated it to a certain angle, and then separated his mind to chase the color on the field.

Zhou Xing turned the accelerator very low, and the car shot like a bow and arrow, advancing rapidly. There is no shortage of drivers in the red zone like him on the driveway, but he seems to be a bet for his life, hanging on the top of the cliff.

He pressed the shutter button, and time froze.

-

The crime of skipping class was finally borne by Yu Jue.

Before Zhou Xing came, he went to the office to 'surrender himself' and left Zhou Xing completely.

Vice-principal Liu didn't want to believe it at first, but later he had to believe it.

No matter where you look at it, it was Yu Jue who dragged Zhou Xing to skip class that day.

Since he was the first offender, Vice Principal Liu was given a lighter punishment, and both of them needed to write a self-criticism.

Yu Jue wrote his signature on the paper, the nib of the pen paused, but finally did not write, and looked down at the time.

7:29 minutes.

Zhou Xing didn't come, he will be late again today.

The number one in the grade was forgotten by him again.

Zhou Xing wasted the whole day today, and the desk with the yellow wood grain was rarely cleaned, and it was usually full of messy books.

When school was over, Yu Jue stayed in the classroom on duty. As soon as Zhu Youpeng slipped in, he saw him picking up the blackboard eraser and couldn't help scratching his head and giggling: "Where are you cleaning?"

Yu Jue wiped the blackboard, without any ups and downs, calm as water: "Yeah."

Zhu Youpeng laughed twice, then slipped to Zhou Xing's table, and began to rummage through his table.

The rustling voices continued, Yu Jue watched him stuff Zhou Xing's things into his schoolbag, and heard him ask: "May I ask what homework do you have today?"

Puzzled in Yu Jue's eyes: "Why did you rummage through his things?"

Zhu Youpeng was so nervous that he didn't pay much attention at all. He picked up his schoolbag and said, "My brother asked me to take it back for him. By the way, I'd like to ask about homework."

Yu Jue's cold expression flickered slightly: "Him?"

Zhu Youpeng said: "My brother, that idiot, had a little cold a few days ago. I didn't know why I skipped class yesterday, and I caught a cold again. I had a high fever last night, 39°C. I almost died of a fever."

"Finally, the fever subsided a little. He is still worried about what homework he will do today, so let's just forget about it."

As soon as Zhou Xing was mentioned, Zhu Youpeng opened up like a chatterbox, crazily complaining about Zhou Xing's "people are stupid and have a lot of money".

If Zhou Xing heard this, he would definitely be beaten.

"So, what's your homework today?"