The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

Choose one of them, and the tour guide will lead a group of top students. The top students who love to take pictures have already taken out their mobile phones to take selfies.

The tour guide leading the front introduced the divisions and scenic spots of Longfeng Mountain Villa. Afterwards, she told her to finish all the lectures, and she said: "Students can move freely now, and we will gather here for dinner at twelve o'clock."

The high school masters who gathered like a school of deep-sea fish just now dispersed in a rush.

Chen Chuirui pointed to one place: "Look, there is someone taking wedding photos!"

Chen Jianfeng couldn't bear it: "Why are you so obsessed with wedding photos?!"

Chen Chuirui didn't bother to pay attention to him, pulled Fu Yuanshu, and called Zhou Xing: "School bully!"

"Me?" Zhou Xing, who was inexplicably caught by the cue, pointed at himself and wondered.

"Yes, to accumulate some experience for the future." Chen Chuirui glanced at Yu Jue pointingly, "Isn't it suitable for you?"

Zhou Xing watched the wedding dress shooting for more than ten minutes without thinking, Zhou Xing was so bored, he really didn't expect Chen Chuirui to be so kind.

Zhou Xing quietly scratched Yu Jue's palm with his fingertips, mouthing: "Slip?"

"This posture is good, and the smile is a bit stiff." Chen Chuirui turned around and looked at the two of them with a look of 'you two are so tired' for a while.

A few minutes later, Zhou Xing seized the opportunity to hint at Yu Jue again.

Tightening his wrist, he raised his eyes to meet Yu Jue's sharp chin. The latter took his wrist and calmly said to Chen Chuirui: "Let's go first."

After the words were calm, Yu Jue ignored everything and directly led Zhou Xing out of the wedding dress area.

Zhou Xing followed Yu Jue out for a while, and later realized why he was so sneaky, and just said that he couldn't go?

Especially not his usual style of acting.

Zhou Xing took out the map that was handed over, spread it out, and looked for interesting spots.

After about one pass, Zhou Xing closed the booklet and suggested, "We can go to the playground first."

Yu Jue naturally had no objection.

Walking to the playground, there are long queues for various items. The place is so big and limited, and you can bump into people you know wherever you go.

It is impossible to make a bottom line within ten minutes of queuing up.

Zhou Xing thought for a moment, and said, "Forget it, there are too many people, let's hang out and enjoy the scenery."

Pig shed: bro~

Pig Shed: My good brother~

ZZZ: Don't flirt.

Pig Shed: Where are you?

ZZZ: Playground, where are you?

Pig Shed: I am also in the playground!I'm near the haunted house, ready to go in, do you and Xue Shen want to come?

The dirt-resistant light gray cement road has been trampled by people over the years, and there are more or less dusty roads. There should not be unknown stains deep on the road. Even if it is smashed or smashed into mud, there are still traces that cannot be erased.

In some entertainment buildings, the person in charge speaks with a microphone, and the low-quality speakers play loud and unpleasant music. It is naturally difficult to hear the articulate syllables from a certain distance.

As the name suggests, the haunted house looks like a ghost with a bloody mouth, sharp teeth and terrifying chills, accompanied by ghosts and ghosts.There is no doubt that the blood-splattered mouth is the entrance, and the ticket inspector is standing on the scarlet tongue of the ghost. If the ghost comes to life and rolls its tongue, the ticket inspector will be doomed.

Zhu Youpeng saw two people walking side by side from a long distance, and he jumped and shouted: "Brother, brother, here!"

There was a lot of people here, and Zhou Xing didn't have much intimate contact with Yu Jue. Hearing Zhu Youpeng's call, the two came one after the other.

"I've bought all the tickets, and I'm waiting for you to come."

Zhu Youpeng was not alone, Xu Zhe was also there, and there were several classmates from Zhou Xing's first year of high school. Everyone gathered less and left more. This meeting had a lot of topics to discuss.

It's just that, when they saw that Zhou Xing was surrounded by a "cold so inhumane, the only way to ignite his life is to study", they couldn't help restraining their hands and stuttering.

Zhou Xing hadn't felt the influence of Yu Jue for a long time, maybe he got used to looking at this person's face every day, and the coldness and menace of the other party completely disappeared.

"Don't be afraid of him." Zhou Xing patted Yu Jue's shoulder very much, and said, "Even if he looks cold, he can still play happily."

Classmate: "Um... oh, okay."

Seeing that nothing worked, Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows at Yu Jue: "Please say hello friendly, don't be silent."

Hearing this, Yu Jue glanced at several classmates with light eyes, and nodded: "En."

After that, the atmosphere fell into dead silence.

Several classmates shrank their necks: "..."

Zhou Xing was convinced, gave up training him, and said, "Let's enter."

Zhu Youpeng nodded in agreement: "Hurry up, or we will gather for dinner."

The ticket inspector was dressed in an unusual way. He was dressed in tattered old white clothes. His long, messy hair hung around his waist, and a few strands of hair hung down from his forehead. His face was as pale as correction fluid, and his lips were so red that they could bleed. And violent.

He laughed, his black eye sockets twitched: "Welcome to Abi Hell."

The ticket inspector smiled professionally, and the girls who waited in line behind for ticket inspection clung to each other in fear.

Zhou Xingchong smiled at the ticket inspector, "Your outfit is very fashionable, and you have a good aesthetic."

"..."

Talk nonsense with your eyes open.

The ticket inspector was also stunned by his praise, and before he had time to react, a group of students had already rushed into the entrance.

At this moment, a group of people were walking in the narrow passage, dark and damp, surrounded by two simulated stone walls. This road is only for one person, and Xu Zhe walked in the front.

"Ah, it's so cold."

The girl who came in behind sighed.

It seems that in order to make this sentence more specific, the stone wall sprayed a cold mist, which directly disturbed people's sight, especially the vigilant heart.

"Fuck, isn't this haunted house too realistic? It also puts ice fog." Zhu Youpeng rubbed his arms, trying to widen his eyes, trying to see everything clearly.

Zhou Xing put his palm on the simulated stone wall, felt it carefully, heard it, raised his eyebrows halfway: "If you are afraid, hold Xu Zhe's hand tightly."

Xu Zhe stretched out his hand cooperatively: "It's okay, my girlfriend won't mind."

Zhu Youpeng: "Get lost."

At this time, they had already walked for a while, and they could not see the entrance just now.

Someone sighed: "Why is it getting colder and colder?"

Zhou Xing turned his head to talk to Yu Jue: "Zhenwu"

"Nothing, brother?" Zhu Youpeng was in front of Zhou Xing, and as soon as he paused, he immediately asked.

Zhou Xing missed a word, and the reason why he didn't finish was because of the hand that grabbed his wrist—a pale hand pierced through the stone wall, holding him firmly.

Cold, no body temperature.

As rumored.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Zhou Xing, who was caught, didn't call out. The person who saw him called out first, and he was hit by a bump behind him. He staggered a bit, but the 'ghost hand' that was holding him still didn't let go.

Zhou Xing looked back, only to realize that it wasn't Yu Jue who was going to bump into him, but something at the back of the line, with a sharp and strange laugh, was running towards them, and the panicked people began to push the people in front of them.

Everyone wanted to move forward, and there was not much space. Naturally, when they saw the 'ghost hand', the screams suddenly became more tragic.

Zhou Xing felt his wrist loosen, and glanced out of the corner of his eye, it was Yu Jue who helped him get rid of the 'ghost hand'.

In the chaos, he whispered: "Go quickly."

A group of people almost rely on you to chase each other forward. Xu Zhe at the front is the most miserable. Once there is any danger ahead, he is the first to face it.

For example, now, there are two fierce ghosts chasing after him, and a female ghost suddenly appears at the corner in front of him, and directly throws Xu Zhe to the ground.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Don't be afraid, buddy, I'm here to save you!"

Zhu Youpeng had enough courage to go up to pull people, and several acquaintances went up to pull people together, separating one person and one 'ghost'.

Zhou Xing shouted: "Quick!"

Zhu Youpeng took Xu Zhe's hand and rushed forward, yelling: "Damn, I was scared to death, how could there be such a scary haunted house, I vomited."

At this moment, the players escaped from the narrow stone wall and came to the place where the wide road was rushing around. The light was dim and hung with spirit banners, and the wind was blowing.

"Fuck, Xu Zhe, why are you strangling my neck?"

"Quickly let go of the pig shed, you fucking made a mistake!"

Zhu Youpeng, who accidentally pulled a 'ghost', was frightened away, and his cells that could not fight suddenly deformed, and he fell over his shoulder.

"Xu Zhe woo woo woo, where are you buddy~"

Several people are still running wildly.

"Stop yelling, do you think you're calling a ghost?" Xu Zhe rejoined the team out of breath, "You're also terrific, just push me away and run away with the ghost."

After running to a place with nowhere to go, several people were able to stop and catch their breath.

The environment and the cold temperature are not scary.

"Let's chat for a while to calm down."

"Anytime."

"Then talk about something happy, let's talk about the first day of high school."

"Oh! I know what you're going to say, is it Brother Xing?"

Zhou Xing was stunned, gritted his teeth: "Shut up!"

"Does Xue Shen listen?" Zhu Youpeng asked knowingly.

Although Yu Jue didn't reveal his thoughts on the surface, his eyes were fixed on Zhu Youpeng.

Classmate: "At that time, Gothic was famous, and we all wanted to see what the provincial champion looked like."

At that time, everyone didn't know anyone, and some people whispered who Zhou Xing was. When someone asked about the deity, he just smiled and didn't speak. Everyone thought he was a handsome (stupid) who couldn't speak.

When it was time for self-introduction, Zhou Xing walked up to the podium with a calm pace, patted the podium with one hand, a piece of chalk flew into the air, he reached out to catch it, and wrote down his name with a swipe. Throwing it back into the chalk box, the momentum is very pretentious.

The corners of Zhou Xing's lips were raised, and his eyebrows were pleasant: "Students, I am the Zhou Xing you are looking for."

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, followed by warm applause.

The faces of the students flushed with excitement, and some even shouted boldly: "Xueba, you are my idol!"

"You are electricity, you are light, you are the only myth!"

"Faith, faith, my faith!"

There were screams from the girls praising 'Zhou Xing is so handsome'.

Once the atmosphere arrived, everyone was so enthusiastic, Zhou Xing put one hand on his chest, bowed at [-] degrees, and said with a smile in his tone: "Thanks for your love, thank you."

In an instant, the upsurge almost detonated the entire class.

Now that I think about it, I am shocked that it is very difficult to meet such a stupid fool, so this paragraph has become a joke, and it is also the dark history of Zhou Xingzhong Er.