The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

The New Year's Day Gala is not on January [-]st, but the day before, which is the last day of December, on the occasion of the New Year's Eve.

As time went by, the New Year's Day party came quietly, but these days passed peacefully.

Classes in the morning and performances in the afternoon, the school divided the time just right, so the so-called advantage was not allowed.

The sky near seven o'clock is still foggy, and it gradually brightens like the rising sun at five o'clock in summer.

The temperature is the coldest in the morning, and the air conditioner in the dormitory is turned on, which is bearable.

Zhou Xing moved his hands from the bed to touch his mobile phone, turned off the alarm clock, 10 minutes at 5:3, brushed his teeth and washed his face for [-] minutes, changed his clothes in [-] minutes, put on a pair of shoes for more than ten seconds, and stood there for more than a minute. Nothing falls.

After confirming that nothing was left behind, Zhou Xing turned off the air conditioner, yawned and walked out.

Different from indoors, the chill outside was severe, and the exposed skin was taut and taut, and instinctively shrank back to a warmer place.

Zhou Xing took out the key and locked the door. Not far away, there was the sound of the door closing and the same key turning the lock.

"School bully, ah bah, Brother Xing."

Zhou Xing looked up and saw Chen Jianfeng rushing towards him with beaming eyebrows. He just squinted his eyes, then looked away, and continued to lock the door slowly.

The distance was short, Chen Jianfeng ran a few steps, and rushed to Zhou Xing.

Zhou Xing locked the door, put the key in his pocket and said, "Let's go."

Chen Jianfeng walked beside him, and after a while, he looked around looking for something, maybe he didn't find the target, so he asked, "Where's Xue Shen?"

Now that the whole school knows that he lives with Yu Jue, most of them are shocked, and most of them feel that they have hit the real CP, and there are pink bubbles in their hearts.

Zhou Xing naturally never took these strange looks to heart, anyway, so what if he is with Yu Jue, he doesn't need to hide it, and he doesn't need to be free to publicize that he has a same-sex partner, so it looks strange to others .

But when Chen Jianfeng asked about his partner, he was quite speechless. It wasn't because he was sensitive or jealous, or because he was in a bad mood to show his temper, but——he didn't know.

"Probably go for a run."

"Run?"

The words are questions, but in fact, the listeners have already believed them a lot. It is not completely an interrogative sentence. The only question is that Yu Jue hasn't gone out for a run for a while.

Ever since he and Zhou Xing lived together, his daily morning jogging disappeared, as if he had been assimilated by Zhou Xing.

However, Zhou Xing was not sure if he was jogging in the morning.

Zhou Xing swiped the information on his phone. The dialogue between him and Yu Jue apparently ended yesterday, and the other party did not explain his whereabouts.

Zhou Xing was upset for no reason in his heart. He locked the screen and stuffed the phone into his pocket casually, a little impatient: "It doesn't matter if he has hands or feet, he can't lose it."

Xueba's tone suddenly changed, Chen Jianfeng couldn't see why, maybe it was because of getting up?

As soon as Yu Jue's topic turned away, Chen Jianfeng naturally took up his duties.

"How much do you think you can score in the physical examination?" Chen Jianfeng asked.

Zhou Xing counted the test items in detail, brewing and brewing, and said: "If you don't make mistakes, you will get a full score."

Chen Jianfeng choked, and had no choice but to give a thumbs up: "Confident enough."

Zhou Xing smiled and asked, "What's for breakfast?"

What to eat is a difficult question.

Chen Jianfeng: "...I don't know..."

In the end, the two bought some powder casually to make do with it.

When Zhou Xing returned to the classroom, Yu Jue wasn't there. He rested his chin, writing and drawing stroke by stroke, and his mind was empty.

Xu Shi was too bored, so he turned over a stack of exercises and began to write hard. The white draft paper was stained with ink.

When class was about to start, Yu Jue returned to the class. He walked to Zhou Xing's side, and he saw him seriously doing the calculations.

Hearing the sizzling sound of the chairs rubbing against the ground, there was a shadow in the corner of my eye, Zhou Xing stopped writing, turned his head to look, and met Yu Jue's eyes.

"Where did you go? No one was seen early in the morning?"

As soon as Zhou Xing put down his hands, there were red marks on the side of his smooth and jade-like face. One can imagine how long he kept this posture, and the force he used was not small.

A touch of red on fair skin is naturally extremely obvious, even eye-catching.

Yu Jue said, "Something has been dealt with."

He paused, and added: "At home."

Zhou Xing couldn't answer for a while, because he didn't know anything about Yu Jue, let alone his family situation. The other party didn't take the initiative to chat, and he didn't ask. At this time, his mind was blank.

"Oh." Zhou Xing took off the cap of the pen, pointed the nib at it and pressed it on, seemingly not intending to ask, "Is it serious?"

Yu Jue said, "Small things."

He didn't say what it was, and just skipped it with the word light and fluttering, which made Zhou Xing unable to answer.

Yu Jue didn't like to confide, so Zhou Xing expected him to answer like this.

Zhou Xing thought that he would not embarrass a person who is not good at words, so he didn't ask for details.

Today's temperature is moderate, not particularly cold, at least there will be no white mist when you open your mouth to breathe. Even so, you should wear the same clothes as before. After all, the bitter winter wind is the most ruthless, unlike the warm and sticky summer wind .

It's like a light bump, the pain in the summer is not painful, but in the winter it hurts so much that it is hard to suppress it for a long time, not to mention sometimes bumping into the foot, the feeling goes from the bottom to the forehead. No matter how heavy your shoes are, you will not be spared.

The training room, which used to be dominated by music, is now full of vocals.

The costumes for the performance arrived in the hands of everyone a few days ago, and only I know how the upper body looks like.But now, the New Year's Eve party is coming up, and the first class has to change into performance costumes and prepare.

Their clothes are not uniform, but they are differently chaotic. But when combined, the colors and styles are not far behind, which is equivalent to the multiple presentations of a white T, with holes cut out or hip-hop graffiti.

Zhou Xing lowered his head and straightened his cuffs. The dark gray hoodie with skull graffiti was loose and high-quality on him. He didn't wear the slender trousers that showed the legs, but the owersize sports pants. Stepping on the double Tiffany green AJ1.

He originally had a Trevor jacket, but he thought it was too intrusive, so he threw it aside and didn't plan to wear it on stage.

Just a sweater is really cold, Zhou Xing thought that it would not be too cold when he went to the stage to exercise, and he might have to be hot.

"The wig fell off, put it on quickly."

Chen Chuirui frantically went to fasten the pull button in the hairnet. He didn't pay attention to it when it was fastened for the first time. Even Chen Jianfeng's head couldn't fit in it. He kept pressing it hard, constantly changing the angle.

Chen Jianfeng's head was about to be crushed, he yelled, "Chen Chuirui, avenge yourself!"

"How is it possible?!" Chen Chuirui defended, "I'm not going to embarrass you on such a small matter."

Zhong Zhiming: "His head seems to have been squeezed flat."

Fu Yuanshu: "Squad leader, don't speak so scary, okay..."

"I don't wear it anymore, I don't wear it anymore!" Chen Jianfeng howled ghostly, reaching out to grab the long black hair that was hanging down, but Chen Chuirui easily dodged it.

Chen Chuirui: "No, a man must keep his word."

Chen Jianfeng said: "Then I will wear it myself!"

After Zhou Xing finished looking in the mirror, he turned and leaned on it, folding his arms and watching the farce.

As a standard sports committee, Chen Jianfeng's height is naturally not to mention, his body is thin and weak, his arms and legs are as thin as a girl's, the only shortcoming is that he is a little dark.

When Ou Min took out a bottle of body beauty cream, the boys felt that the door to a new world had been opened.

Zhou Xing watched Chen Jianfeng smearing beauty on his body without love, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and said to Yu Jue beside him: "He may be like dead water."

But Yu Jue said, "You read it wrong."

Zhou Xing: "?"

Zhou Xing was puzzled and looked again. Chen Jianfeng had just wiped one leg, and it was as shiny as white chocolate, which was in stark contrast to his other leg, which was as dark as chocolate.On his unlovely face, a pair of eyes were shining brightly.

"..."

He didn't see clearly.

How can a person who goes shopping in women's clothing every day in junior high school, wear what he loved back then after a short time, how can he resist?He might be happy in his heart now, it's just duplicity.

Chen Jianfeng tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up to the sky: "Makeup? Ah? How can this be possible! I am a tall and mighty sports committee member!"

"Make-up is petite and cute." The simple class leader Xiao Ming persuaded, "The important thing is that no one will recognize you."

As soon as Chen Jianfeng grasped Zhong Zhiming's hands, there was hope in his eyes: "You are right."

Zhou Xing: "..."

Not seeing.

The hand hanging by his side was restrained by a force, Zhou Xing raised his eyes to look at the person next to him, Yu Jue's gaze was obviously on him all the time.

Zhou Xing smiled subconsciously and raised his eyebrows: "What do you want?"

Compared with other people, Yu Jue's clothing style is most similar to his. The loose and pure black sweater is printed with a simple LOGO, and the light gray trousers are all in the same owersize sports style.The two stood side by side like this, even Zhong Zhiming, who had always believed that this was a perfect friendship and brotherhood, was a little shaken.

Isn't this a fucking couple's outfit?

Yu Jue didn't respond, and used actions to represent words.

Zhou Xing witnessed Yu Jue's hand step by step from fingertips to palm. It didn't take long, but Zhou Xing had the illusion that it took a long time. In the end, his left hand and right hand were entangled with each other.

The two people here are touching each other with their fingertips, while the top students over there are chattering in full swing.

Ou Min shook the makeup setting spray well, sprayed a layer on Chen Jianfeng's face, then squeezed out the liquid foundation, and then used the beauty sponge to flick it on his face: "This way the makeup is more docile and lasts longer."

A group of high school students have never seen a makeup scene except for studying all day long. They are all curious, and they all gather around to join in the fun.

Idols will always have a place in my heart. Zhong Zhiming was so curious that he decided to ask Zhou Wake to watch together: "I..."

Zhong Zhiming's pupils shrank, his face was full of shock, and the scene just now was playing in his mind.

Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at him, as if he was frozen, he waved at him with his free hand, and asked loudly, "You called me?"

Zhong Zhiming saw that his hands were still entangled with Yu Jue's, and seeing his frank appearance, his heart felt as if he had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

He's a dirty mind, he's a fake fan.

That is the lead of friendship!