The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

Knowing that Zhou Xing came to school on time, Zhu Youpeng still didn't let go of the stone in his heart. He came to class one anxiously, intending to see if his brother was doing well.

There are fewer students in the cold winter corridor, and most of them are nestled in the classroom with the windows closed to keep warm.

Chen Chuirui walked into the class with a sleepy face, his eyes swept across the classroom inadvertently, and the eye-catching duo in the back row came into view unexpectedly.

Against the background of the school masters doing their own things, Yu Jue and Zhou Xing were particularly awkward, and they were very close.

Zhou Xing opened the torn paper and stared at the content on it intently, as if he was talking to Yu Jue, with a focused and serious expression, which was different from before.

But Yu Jue obviously didn't pay any attention to the page, instead staring at Zhou Xing.

Chen Chuirui felt that he might have discovered something terrible, and before he could see what kind of emotion Yu Jue was carrying, his eyes were covered.

When Zhu Youpeng came, he happened to see Chen Chuirui staring at his brother and Yu Jue. He glanced at it and thought it was over.

He made a decisive decision, covered Chen Chuirui's eyes, and dragged him out of the classroom.

Chen Chuirui looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

Zhu Youpeng pretended to be calm: "It's nothing, I just want to scare you."

Chen Chuirui's face was full of indescribable words: "Zhou Xing is right, you are an idiot."

Zhu Youpeng felt distressed. He was covering his brother like this, but his brother actually hurt him.

Just as he was heartbroken, he saw Chen Chuirui poking his head towards Zhou Xing again.

Zhu Youpeng snapped off his head, and the two stared at each other.

Chen Chuirui: "What's wrong?"

Zhu Youpeng took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Let me be honest, I really want to hear you sing. Since that time, I can't forget it for a long time."

Chen Chuirui, who had dreamed of music since he was a child, his pupils trembled, and countless pictures flashed through his mind. He held Zhu Youpeng's hand tremblingly: "Really, really?"

Zhu Youpeng nodded solemnly: "No one can sing better than you."

Chen Chuirui was so moved, how could he still remember Zhou Xing Yujue, who opened his mouth and said, "Then let me sing you a song?"

Zhu Youpeng endured the humiliation: "Okay..."

Chen Chuirui cleared his throat: "I was never recognized by this world~~ They all said that I always daydream~~"

Zhou Xing was shaken by his howling, opened the window, and yelled at them: "Ximen Chuuxue, can you sing softly if you want to sing, Zhu Youpeng, what are you doing? Come here if you need anything."

Just as Zhu Youpeng was about to say hello, he met the calm eyes of Yu Jue who was beside Zhou Xing.

Ok?

Fuck, murderous?

"I'm fine, I'm passing by, I'm leaving." Zhu Youpeng had a strong desire to survive, and immediately ran back to the third shift.

Zhou Xing noticed something strange, his eyes fell on Yu Jue, he sized him up, and asked, "Did you stare at the pig shed just now?"

Yu Jue was puzzled: "No."

Zhou Xing scratched his face in confusion, Zhu Youpeng seems to be afraid of Yu Jue recently?

Could it be that Yu Jue beat Zhu Youpeng behind his back?

This... is unlikely.

Chen Chuirui waved goodbye to his confidant, and returned to the classroom contentedly, immersed in joy all day long.

After Zhou Xing finished explaining the major elements of the review, he was very pleased to see Yu Jue writing it out with understanding.

"Very good, not bad." Zhou Xing had a sense of accomplishment as an apprentice, he said, "Go to the office and hand it in."

When they went to hand in the self-criticism, Vice Principal Liu asked the two to sum up their mistakes. Zhou Xing said it casually, and Vice Principal Liu was stunned by him, so he asked Yu Jue to say a few words at will, and then let them go.

At the beginning of December, not long after, New Year's Day came.

Every New Year's Day is an indispensable program, and those who are interested can sign up to participate.

Zhou Xing remembered that in his class last year, he performed a sketch on stage.

Naturally, he didn't perform on stage, he can't act, he can't sing and dance, and he can only perform the twelve styles of Wing Chun.

Zhou Xing originally thought that a group of top students who loved learning so much would definitely not spend time on it.

Unexpectedly, he got a promotion as soon as he entered the door. Ou Min was in charge of registration and recruited people to participate.

Originally, her impression of Zhou Xing was only a school bully with a good-looking skin and a foolish behavior, let alone knowing him.Later, he came forward and beat up Liu Zhuo from Class [-]. After contacting him, he realized that he was not as bad as rumored.

"Zhou Xing, are you interested in signing up for the New Year's Day program?"

He is tall and has long legs, and his face is the kind of peach blossom face that can fascinate a large number of people if thrown out. His temperament is even more tightly controlled, youthful and noble.

Looking closely, he couldn't even see how many pores he had on his face, and his skin was white and smooth, which was so enviable.

Zhou Xing refused without thinking: "Not interested."

Ou Min asked: "Why? I have a high-level singing and dancing here. It's a little more difficult, but the dance is handsome. It will surely fascinate a lot of girls and win their hearts. You are so beautiful. This dance is the best , and your voice is so nice, you have the best of both worlds."

She said this very much, she looked at Zhou Xing with sparkling eyes, as if they were related.

Ou Min felt a little cold, she clutched her arms, looked around, and saw Yu Jue behind Zhou Xing, his eyes were calm and his expression was the same.

Ou Min felt that her thoughts were a bit strange, so there was no need for Yu Jue to have any ill intentions towards her, right?

Just when a gust of cold wind came, she thought it was the wind and continued to persuade: "If you want something lighter, there are also dances and songs."

Zhou Xing said, "As you said, I don't know anyone."

Ou Min asked: "Then what will you do?"

Zhou Xing pondered for a while, then said uncertainly, "Perhaps, I can perform a one-on-one fight, write a review with my eyes closed, and recite ancient poems backwards?"

Ou Min was surprised: "Recite ancient poems backwards?"

Yu Jue also looked at him, with curiosity in his eyes.

Zhou Xing said: "It's not as beautiful as you think, just hundreds of ancient poems, randomly inserted into other backs."

"For example, the moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground."

"..."

Ou Min looked at him carefully: "Don't you have any other talents?"

Zhou Xing frowned, digging into his memory, and said, "Yes, I can still walk on my head for 5 minutes."

"..."

You don't have to.

Ou Min took a deep breath and suggested, "How about singing a song?"

Is the song headquarters ready?

Simple and easy to learn, is it possible that Zhou Xing is also tone deaf?

Zhou Xing seldom sang. To be precise, he basically never sang, and the number of times he sang was only a handful: "I only sang nursery rhymes."

It was in kindergarten, when the teacher said that he could not go home from school until he finished singing.

Ou Min: "It's okay, it's easy to learn, so do you want to sign up?"

Zhou Xing said: "Forget it, I don't want to go up and sing nursery rhymes, and I can't sing well, I can't dance well, and my limbs are not coordinated."

Ou Min was blocked by him, speechless, and stood there at a loss.

Zhou Xing sighed, regretfully passed her by, and entered the classroom.

Ou Min couldn't help looking at Yu Jue, but Yu Jue didn't give her a chance to ask: "No."

"..."

As soon as Ou Min returned to his seat, Zhong Zhiming and the others surrounded him and asked, "How is it?"

Fu Yuanshu shook his head and said, "I feel rejected."

Ou Min acquiesced, the atmosphere between the few people was solidified, Zhong Zhiming suggested: "Why don't I ask again?"

The singing and dancing song she had her eyes on had an explosive style. The tall, leggy and handsome boy danced with the most perfect effect. Zhou Xing and Yu Jue were immediately included in the target of the attack.

It is not so difficult to deal with them, one is lazy and the other is cold.

"Don't go." Ou Min said, "Let's see if there are other candidates. If there is no one, we will fight for it."

Every time there is a program, Zhou Xing is undoubtedly the first one to be asked, he would rather die than follow.

This time on New Year's Day, he was already prepared to be entangled in shamelessness. As he expected, it won't be long before Ou Min and the others will come to pretend to be pitiful.

Zhou Xing couldn't help laughing when he thought of Yu Jue's gloomy face being pestered and questioned.

He lay down on the table and pulled Yu Jue's sleeve: "I really want to watch you sing and dance, do you want to go?"

Yu Jue glanced at him lightly: "Are you going?"

Zhou Xing said, "I'm definitely not going."

Yu Jue said calmly: "The answer is clearly visible."

He doesn't go.

Zhou Xing's school uniform jacket is a bit too big. When he is afraid of the cold, he likes to curl up his hands in the cuffs, only revealing the tender red fingertips, a few little fingers touching together, round and cute.

Yu Jue stared at it for a while, his Adam's apple tightened, he lowered his eyes, and looked away without a trace.