The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

Zhou Xing stared at him, took the tissue, and said, "Thank you."

"Ah."

Yu Jue turned his head to write and devoted himself to the exercises, his mood was still not salty, as if he was not the one who handed the paper just now.

Zhou Xing squeezed the tissue after wiping, and on a rare whim, he bent over to empty the trash in the belly of the table. He tied the plastic bag full of trash and threw it into the trash can behind.

After morning self-study, Zhu Youpeng came from Class [-] to Class [-] and lay down in front of Zhou Xing's window, howling.

Zhou Xing's long legs were resting on the ground, and he tilted the chair loosely and dangled back and forth. He spread his hands, "Stop making noise, have you finished your homework?"

There is no one who skipped class more than Zhou Xing. He skipped class and still cared about the homework assigned that day, but his caring was useless.

Because he always asked people to help him with this homework, and he didn't move a finger at all, and he just opened his mouth to blow water.

In the first year of high school, everyone in the class helped Zhou Xing with homework, and it's an exaggeration that there were still people rushing to do it.

Zhu Youpeng angrily threw some homework in front of Zhou Xing, and said bitterly, "Brother, you are becoming more and more indifferent to me."

Zhou Xing gave him a white look, ignored his bitterness, and poked the front desk with his homework: "Student, pass it to the English class representative for me."

The English class representative was just a table away from him.

The spine at the front desk stiffened, and with his head down, he carefully took Zhou Xing's homework and sent it to the English class representative.

Zhou Xing raised his brows, leaned forward, and put his hands on the shoulders of the front table: "Student, what are you afraid of me doing? Don't think too much, do you want to come over and have a heart-to-heart talk?"

With a relaxed tone, Zhou Xing patted his shoulder symbolically, and the hair on the front table stood on end and trembled a few times.

Zhou Xing was puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

isn't it?

Is his reputation really so bad?

"No, no."

The front desk hesitated, and after he finished speaking, he was worried that Zhou Xing would be stalking him, so he pushed away the chair and hurried away.

Zhu Youpeng gloated at the side: "Look, people are afraid of you, brother, you should think about how to restore your image, do you want to consider the top ten in your grade?"

Zhou Xing smiled, "Shut up."

Zhu Youpeng said: "The problem is that what you did yesterday has improved your academic career."

Zhou Xing doesn't care how many pens are mentioned, Zhu Youpeng knows.

Yesterday Zhou Xing knew that the news of breaking into the office had spread throughout the school, and he didn't express anything, just like before.

"I'm short of this money?"

Zhou Xing lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Zhu Youpeng stopped talking to him, and changed the topic: "Brother, your class will take the physical education class with the second class today."

"Then?"

"Oh, you mean to say that Xu Zhe is in the second class, with him to accompany me, I won't be lonely in physical education class?"

"You think too much..." Zhu Youpeng hated iron for being weak, "Brother, when will you grow up? I want to tell you that Liao Wenxuan is in the second class. He may do something to you when he sees you."

Liao Wenxuan was the comrade Zhou Xing was curious about who secretly filmed him and then sued him.

Liao Wenxuan was not afraid of Zhou Xingqiu's reckoning and wanton slander, so he approached Vice President Liu and denounced Zhou Xing's bad behavior. At the same time, he was not worried at all about Yu Jue's denial of his fabricated words, because these had little impact on him.

What he did seems to be to make Zhou Xing's reputation a little bit worse.

Being able to wake up for such a whole week is naturally because of a basketball game in the first year of high school.

At that time, their two classes were rivals, and then Zhou Xing crushed Liao Wenxuan's group severely. Liao Wenxuan's side lost badly and lost all face, but he was good at face and secretly held grudges in his heart.

Zhou Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled vaguely: "It's okay, if it happens, he will be the one who suffers."

In the end, it was because Zhou Xing was too lazy to settle accounts with Liao Wenxuan. He was a clown and was not worth his attention, but if the other party insisted on jumping in front of him...

"Ah! The god of learning is back!" Zhu Youpeng's face was rosy, and he stomped his feet excitedly, changing his style of painting in a second, suddenly tweaking the girl.

Zhou Xing looked at him with slightly 'retarded' eyes.

If he hadn't known that Zhu Youpeng had Bai Yueguang, whom he couldn't love, he would have thought that this guy fell in love with his tablemate.

"Get out of here, okay?"

Zhou Xing drives him away.

Zhu Youpeng's expression changed, and he looked sad: "Brother, you actually want to drive me away..."

Seeing that he was about to show off his acting skills that could not win an Oscar, Zhou Xing unexpectedly didn't want to lose face in front of Yu Jue. He said concisely, "I'll accompany you to watch Miao Jingbin play basketball."

Zhu Youpeng withdrew his weeping expression in an instant, surprised: "Really?"

When did you ask Zhou Xing to accompany him to see it without being rejected?

Zhou Xing doesn't like him going to the basketball court. Every time Zhu Youpeng goes to the basketball court, isn't it just for Miao Jingbin?

Zhu Youpeng is unrequited love, and Miao Jingbin is a straight man who can't be more straight, it is completely impossible to be with him.

In fact, Zhu Youpeng was very timid. He was very careful with Miao Jingbin, and he didn't dare to approach him as a friend. He was afraid of revealing his thoughts, so he kept secretly observing him and treated him like an ordinary classmate.

Even when delivering water sometimes, he has to buy a lot of bottles, and several people give it to each other, because he is afraid that others will find out that he is interested in Miao Jingbin, and that Miao Jingbin will find him disgusting.

Zhou Xing has never seen Zhu Youpeng so humble before, so this is why he doesn't like Zhu Youpeng going to the basketball court, but he doesn't like it, Zhu Youpeng still can't bear to go, Zhou Xing refuses to accompany him, and he doesn't want to go alone. dare to go.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xing will inevitably think of Zhu Youpeng because of love, and then dating some people with similar voices to Miao Jingbin on the Internet, as if he is with his sweetheart.

Zhou Xing felt helpless: "Really."

If you don't accompany him, he will die of depression.

Zhu Youpeng didn't say anything on the surface, but Zhou Xing still saw it.

"Thank you brother!" Zhu Youpeng smiled, his good mood made him dare to say hello to Yu Jue, "Xueshen, hello."

After a call, the class bell rang when it should not.

Zhu Youpeng continued: "Goodbye, Xue Shen."

After speaking, he started to run to the third shift.

Seeing his hurried back, Zhou Xing scolded in a low voice: "White-eyed wolf, why didn't you say goodbye to me?"

Most of Yu Jue went out after class, he didn't know where he went, and he didn't really want to know.

However, this time when Yu Jue came back, he held a thick book in his hand, and "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" came into view in vain.

There are three small red characters 'Basic Edition' on the lower right of the big rolling gold characters.

Oh, he thought that a person like Yu Jue needed an enhanced version.

Zhou Xing's gaze was so hot that Yu Jue looked up at him and said, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Zhou Xing shook his head frequently, making an appeal, "Come on, work hard, I won't bother you."

Yu Jue stared at him for a few seconds, then pushed the thick exercise book in front of Zhou Xing with his long fingers, and said, "Vice Principal Liu brought it to you."

Zhou Xing: "???"

Who is crazy this time?

Zhou Xing was slightly annoyed: "I'm not..."

Yu Jue stared at him lightly: "Speak again and remember your name."

Zhou Xing's eyes widened in shock, and Yu Jue's indifferent and handsome face was reflected in his transparent pupils. The eyeballs were small, but they were still clearly recognizable.

Zhou Xing wanted to refute, didn't you speak up yourself?Why don't you remember yourself? !

Yu Jue didn't give him a chance, so he took the notebook and blatantly threatened him.

Once it was clear that he dared to speak, he registered.

Zhou Xing gritted his teeth secretly, feeling very itchy in his heart, wishing he could finish what he was thinking in one breath.

What a fucking dog!

What hatred, what resentment? !

Zhou Xing 1 were unwilling to go to the office to write questions, so he had to smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, staring reluctantly at the basic version of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" in front of him.

In the middle of the lecture, the golden monkey set out a few questions for them: "After a while, people will be selected to answer, and those with poor grades will be selected."

After his words were released, the people with the lowest grades in the class started to panic and asked the people around them who had good grades for advice.

Zhou Xing, who was at the bottom of the grades, was lazily writing and drawing in the book without asking anyone to ask. He also left the five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation book in the corner, not even thinking about opening it.

knock knock...

There was a slight knock on the desk, Zhou Xing glanced sideways, and saw Yu Jue withdrew his fingers, pushed the math book in front of Zhou Xing, pointed to the exercise book on top, and said, "Solve this problem."

Zhou Xing pushed the book back directly, and said loudly, "I won't."

Yu Jue stubbornly pushed the exercise book in front of Zhou Xing again, not refusing to refuse: "Hold the pen, I'll teach you."

Let him write questions?

is it possible?

impossible!

Zhou Xing stared at Yu Jue suspiciously, looked him up and down, paused, and said, "I have an unknown affair with you?"

Yu Jue stopped and said, "No."

Zhou Xing pressed the exercise book and asked, "Then why did you do this to me?"

Yu Jue said, "I promised the teacher to help you with your studies."

Zhou Xing was speechless, so it was like this, no wonder Yu Jue always asked him to solve the problems because he loved to brush them up.

This person is too simple and honest, he really cares about it.

"Then, don't give me questions, and I won't tell them that you didn't help me with my studies, so they think I can't learn, how about that?" Zhou Xing discussed.

Yu Jue raised his eyes to look at him, the sun shone in, under the slightly clear light, the shallow glazed eyes were clean and clear, moist and bright, without any impurities, so pure and bright that people couldn't move their eyes away.

Zhou Xing was talking to Yu Jue, he glanced inadvertently, met those eyes, and his heart sank.

So clean.

Especially when looking at people without blinking, and only one person is reflected in Cheng Che's eyes, it seems that there is only one person in his eyes in the world.

In order to cover up his gaffe, Zhou Xing pretended to be calm and looked directly at Yu Jue who kept silent: "Should I say something?"

Yu Jue was stubborn and refused: "No."

After a few days of polishing, Zhou Xing was used to Yu Jue's suffocating temperament, so he said calmly, don't ignore Yu Jue too much.

He refused to learn, and Yu felt that there was nothing he could do about it in the end.

Sure enough, Yu Jue saw that he turned his head away and didn't insist anymore. He just wrote out the steps of solving the problem in detail on a post-it note and posted it next to his desk.

Understand without learning.

The author has something to say: I originally planned to post it at [-] o'clock, but... I pressed the wrong button and published it directly. Forget it, it's the same anyway.