The scholars all want to train me to become a talent

The morning light cannot pass through the thick and densely drawn curtains, so naturally you can’t see the scenery on the other side. The rain finally stopped in the middle of the night, and the water drops on the glass have long since disappeared, leaving only dried water marks.

The heating inside the house is very good, unlike the cold wind blowing outside, it is so comfortable that you are lazy in your bones. Of course, it is not entirely because of this.

Zhou Xing didn't even bother to move a finger. To put it bluntly, he didn't even have the strength to move.

This feeling was really insecure, as if he had lost control of his body, Zhou Xing tried to move for a while, and he immediately didn't want to move anymore.

Yu Jue was startled by his movements, and he clearly felt the arms around his waist tightened a bit, and the breath was smudged on the side of his neck, and soon, he felt a slight touch on the side of his face, which could be broken with one touch.

"Does it still hurt?"

The other party's voice didn't sound like he had just woken up, presumably he had been lying with him after waking up and didn't get up.

Zhou Xing endured the discomfort, turned over carefully, but still hurt the wound: "Stop talking."

When he said this, Zhou Xing was startled.

His voice was terribly hoarse.

In just a few words, it was like exhausting the last bit of life in a cut throat, which was sore and dry.

That's right, being tossed like that, how could my voice be any better.

Seeing him like this, Yu Jue still put his arms around his waist with one hand, and slid down the skin covered with criss-crossing red marks with the other.

Zhou Xing was aroused with goosebumps, and quickly held his hand, with a panicked expression: "What are you doing?"

Yu Jue's expression remained unchanged: "Help me take a look."

Zhou Xing has learned his lesson from last night, and now his nerves are very sensitive, and he doesn't want to believe Yu Jue's words at all: "Look at the fart."

Yu Jue glanced at Zhou Xing lightly, then pulled out his hand effortlessly, and directly pushed him back on the bed.

Zhou Xing's throat improved after drinking a bowl of rock candy pears to soothe his throat. He sat cross-legged on the bed and turned his head to look out the window.

Gray-brown cloud halos scattered in the blue sky, with different shapes, were pushed by the wind to fly slowly in the same direction.Before long, the chasing clouds would merge into one, as if they could not be separated.

Hearing the voice from the door, Zhou Xing looked back and saw that Yu Jue was entering the door with a stick of ointment. He was tall and had long legs. He stood by the bed for a while, glanced at the empty bowl on the table, and said concisely: "Lie down, I'll wipe it for you." Some medicine."

Zhou Xing groaned, pointing to the window: "You first close the curtains."

Yu Jue strode to the window, closed the curtains, and the scenery outside disappeared from sight.

Zhou Xing was lying on the bed with his chin resting on the pillow, and was scrolling through Moments with his mobile phone in his hand.

There are many races being held recently, and the circle of friends of car fans has become active at this time.

Brother Yang posted a video of the training match, the process is no different from the official match, the only difference may be that it is not an official match, and there are no people on the scene.

While Zhou Xing was watching a video, Yu Jue had already wiped the medicine for him, picked up the empty bowl from the bedside table and went downstairs.

When Yu Jue came up again, he pulled Zhou Xing, who was still lying on his stomach, into his arms, and gently rubbed his waist.

Zhou Xing didn't move, and continued to scan the video. Yu Jue could naturally see the video from Yu Jue's angle, so he rubbed his waist and watched it with him.

Time passed unhurriedly, and the only sound in the room was the sound played by the mobile phone and the sound of breathing.

Zhou Xing suddenly said, "Hey."

Yu Jue: "Yes."

Zhou Xing looked up at him and said, "If I go to sign up for the competition, will you cheer me up in the audience?"

Yu Jue said without hesitation, "Of course."

Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows: "How will you cheer me up?"

Yu Jue stopped his movements, leaned closer and kissed his hair with his lips: "You will know when you compete."

Zhou Xing frowned: "It's okay to reveal it?"

Yu Jue vetoed: "No."

Zhou Xing was not annoyed, and said with a playful smile, "Then you should be ready, I have already signed up."

He wants to see how Yu Jue will cheer him up, shouting at the top of his voice?

"When did you report it?" Yu Jue didn't know this at all.

After watching You Jiajun's match last time, he signed up for the singles match that day, and the match would start soon, but he kept procrastinating without telling anyone.

This is not an impulsive report, but a thought accumulated over a long period of time.

He wants to have a real game.

on Monday.

Fu Yuanshu showed Zhou Xing the story he had written after careful consideration in a nervous mood.

"Those years when I was a school bully?" Zhou Xing's tone was slightly puzzled. After all, he didn't say such hurtful words bluntly.

The reason was that the day Zhou Xing helped him get back his cell phone and money, Fu Yuanshu got more and more enthusiastic, and finally said that he would write an autobiography for Zhou Xing, which moved the heavens and made him weep.

Yi Zhou Xing had been perfunctory that day, he didn't take Fu Yuanshu's words at all, thinking he was joking.

In the end, Fu Yuanshu actually wrote his autobiography.

The problem is, this person didn't ask him a word, didn't he understand?

"Xian Ji You Xing?" Zhou Xing read out his name that had been split into four parts, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Yeah, I'll hide your name for you!"

"……thanks"

"It's okay, it should be!"

Fu Yuanshu's writing was not long, and Zhou Xing finished it quickly. He frowned, and under Fu Yuanshu's hopeful eyes, he asked, "Why is the title called "The Years I Was a School Bully"?"

Fu Yuanshu gave the answer: "Because you were a school bully before, and this autobiography is about your chivalry when you were a school bully."

"..." Zhou Xing raised his forehead, "You may be thinking too much, I am not a chivalrous man."

"How could it be?" Fu Yuanshu was determined, "I found some people who have been helped by you, and they all said that you are a chivalrous hero, and you are only a sword away!"

"I do not know how?"

"Why don't you know? Don't be embarrassed to tell." Fu Yuanshu gave an example: "For example, if a classmate is drunk, you send him home; if someone breaks up and cries bitterly, you play games with him all night; Give people..."

Zhou Xing seemed to have some impressions when he heard him say this, but he didn't have time to think about it because Yu Jue seemed unhappy.

It seemed that Yu Jue was still extremely indifferent, but Zhou Xing could feel it, he was very unhappy.

why?

Zhou Xing didn't understand, he just said a few words to Fu Yuanshu, isn't he happy?

"How is my writing?" Fu Yuanshu didn't know, and waited for Zhou Xing to finish, begging for compliments all over his face.

not good.

It is not realistic, he has never done many things!

Zhou Xing smiled at him: "Very good, I like it very much."

Fu Yuanshu's eyes lit up suddenly: "It's great that you like it!"

Under Zhou Xing's white lie, Fu Yuanshu left happily.

Zhou Xing asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Jue shook his head, the pen in his hand was still outputting ink.

Zhou Xing didn't believe it, took out his pen, and drew a black line on the paper: "Why are you so shy?"

The faint light coming in from the window fell on Yu Jue's eyebrows, and the color of the irises became clearer, silently magnifying the indifference attribute, but when he looked at a person intently, it seemed that spring water was flooding again, which was extremely contradictory, but not against harmony.

"Could it be that you care about what I did before?" Zhou Xing figured it out, grasped the pain point, and said, "Stingy, I'm jealous of this, and besides, I don't even remember those things myself, you Are you thinking about embarrassing yourself?"

Yu Jue lowered his eyelids and lowered his head slightly, as if reflecting after being reprimanded, or as if he was wronged.

The more Zhou Xing looked at it, the more he felt that this was the case. He seemed to have regained his place, and he was in a good mood, so he continued to bully him: "Who hasn't gotten over it yet? And I'm helping others, not messing around."

Although it is cool to be rampant now, Yu Jue raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Xing, and he immediately felt ominous in his heart.

Zhou Xing felt that he could say a few more words, ignoring that premonition.

As a result, he broke down and made promises to Yu Jue over and over again that night, but this could not offset everything. His mouth that used to spit out flirtatious words began to pour out the soft words that he had learned all his life, and was finally cleaned up. Worse.

Zhou Xing set an example, proving the credibility of "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately".

After a while, everyone in the school knew about the autobiography "The Years I Was a School Bully".Zhou Xing thought it was Fu Yuanshu who wrote it for himself to read, so he took the initiative to type out Fu Yuanshu's MLM skills, never expecting that he would be talked about for a long time because of it.

However, Zhou Xing didn't care too much about these.

The thing Zhou Xing couldn't let go of the most was Yu Jue.

He found that Yu Jue was getting more and more sensitive, and just a few words could make Yu Jue feel extremely bad, his jealousy exploded, and he loved to cling to him, as if he would die if he separated.Zhou Xing was very confused, trying his best to find this 'disease' on the Internet.

Unexpectedly, there are still many questions and answers about this situation on the Internet, but they are different from Zhou Xing's, and there are still many fallacies. He patiently synthesized a few similarities.

One of the examples is so similar to him. It is said that after he had a relationship with his girlfriend, the girlfriend became more controlling, especially jealous, vulnerable and sensitive, suspicious, had no personal space, and was about to be tortured crazy. What should I do?

It's just that he is different from the other party, his is a boyfriend.

A netizen below replied: Because the girl gave you the first time, so she will be more dependent on you, afraid that you will abandon her, and girls are inherently insecure, as long as you give her enough sense of security.

Zhou Xing watched and fell into deep thought. Although men and women are different, but... Yu Jue thinks so?

But he was the one who got fucked, and he didn't say anything!

Forget it, let him be clingy if he likes to be clingy, it's not that he can't get used to it.

Fortunately, this situation only lasted for a week, and then it improved and returned to the previous level.

On the eve of the competition, the contestants had to go to familiarize themselves with the track. The location was in another city. Zhou Xing needed to take a two-hour flight there.

Studying and preparing for the competition must be in a hurry all the time. If you want to ask Zhou Xing, he will only answer 'it's okay'.

For him, it is an acceptable range, otherwise he would not compete at this juncture.

Zhou Xing cuts first and plays later, his parents can't hold him back no matter what. After all, Mr. Zhou promised that as long as he can maintain his studies, he can play racing cars during the period.

Zhou Zhao was surprised, but in the end he just chose to support.

The time allocation was tight, so Zhou Xing took a leave of absence and went to the city where the competition was held ahead of schedule.

After spending some time getting familiar with the track, the next step is to prepare for the race.

Let's go to class! : How about the idol test?went well?

About the competition, Zhou Xing didn't hide it from the top students, and told a few good friends, they didn't make any publicity, and Fu Yuanshu also sewed his mouth tightly to keep the news.

Zhou Xing: It went very well.

Zhou Xing: Video.

He played a video recorded by the drone of the race, and the driver's name and ranking were printed on the upper left corner, and the ranking jumped with the driver's track in real time.

Ximen Fuxue: Awesome!Now it's my turn to chase my dreams!

Ou Min: Come on!

Small payment, small payment, reappearing in the arena: Tomorrow is the game, you need to keep your spirits up!

Zhou Xing: No problem.

Yu Jue came here to catch the early morning plane. He accompanied Zhou Xing to have breakfast, and then set off for the racing track.

Today's weather is slightly sunny, the earth is full of bright sunshine, the wind seems to be no longer cold, it can be regarded as a spring-like winter day.

Many drivers have already arrived at the race track, and the scene is full of excitement. The staff and drivers have already arrived here, let alone the spectators who will enter the venue later?

Zhou Zhao was the only one in the Zhou family who came to the scene, and he told Zhou Xing: "Be careful in everything, safety first, competition second, you know?"

"Okay." Zhou Xing tightened the bottle cap and put the mineral water aside.

Zhou Zhao knew enough was enough, he didn't talk too much, instead he turned around and spoke to Yu Juewen.

In a few minutes, Zhou Xing was about to play, and he replied to the message leisurely.

Pig Shed: There will be surprises later.

Classmate Zhu Youpeng spoke righteously at that time, his father has been staring at him very much recently, if he asks for leave, he will die without ashes, but unfortunately he can't come, because of this, he hugged Zhou Xing's thigh and cried and said I'm sorry is you.

How many kilometers away?He still wants to be surprised?

ZZ: Come as soon as you come, and you can’t come if you lie to me.

Pig shed: Oh, I knew I wouldn't have told you.

ZZ: Blame me for not keeping your mouth shut?

Having said that, he is still afraid of Zhu Youpeng's 'surprise'.

ZZ: Don't do anything fancy.

Pig Shed: Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person.

Yu Jue entered the auditorium 10 minutes ago, and now he is waiting outside for his appearance.

When leaving, Yu Jue stretched out his arms to hug Zhou Xing, and said softly and affectionately, "I'll wait for you."

Zhou Xing hugged him tightly, and responded sullenly: "Well, wait for me."

Zhou Xing listened to the commotion outside, put on his helmet, stepped on the car seat, and drove out of the rolling door.

The sun suddenly appeared outside, and there were layers of floating white clouds in the blue sky, but the layers were shallow, and the light just penetrated the clouds and reached the ground.

The scene was very lively, and the auditorium was full of people. Everyone had their own thoughts, and no one would speculate on their thoughts.

The competition was still under preparation, and before the preparation time, Zhou Xing looked around the auditorium from a distance. Although his vision could not see people's faces clearly from a distance, it was still enough for him to catch Yu Jue's figure in the crowd at a glance.

The few people around Yu Jue fell into the retina without any accident.Zhou Zhao just leaned on the edge of the railing and looked at him, Zhu Youpeng stretched out his arms and waved towards Zhou Xing, and the others were nothing more than academic masters who were supposed to study hard in the classroom.

Undoubtedly, they asked for leave behind Zhou Xing's back to watch his game.

Zhu Youpeng turned his head and said a few words to several people. They rummaged through to find a ball of red cloth, fiddled here and there for a while, and finally one person pulled a corner and pulled out a banner.

Perhaps the words on it were too high school two, Zhou Xing couldn't help cursing an idiot, and after scolding, he couldn't help laughing himself.

The locomotive shell is custom-made, and the most striking thing about the jet-black body is the number. Zhou Xing lowered his eyes and looked carefully at his own number—'25'

Zhou Xing raised his eyes to look at the auditorium again, the heights were not equal, he raised his head slightly.

This time, he accidentally saw two familiar figures - Brother Yang and You Jiajun, and they seemed to be looking at this side as well.

The corners of Zhou Xing's lips twitched slightly, he looked at it for more than ten seconds, and finally looked away.

The crowd is bustling, and the few people holding the banner are undoubtedly easy to see. Yu Jue is standing in the middle, holding the middle corner of the banner. The school masters around him must have come up with some bad ideas, which caused him to hold his fingers slightly, expressionless. Compare your heart.

Zhou Xing actually wanted to watch him and them more, but the game had already entered the preparations, so he could only look away and focus on the front.

The high-hanging light signal flashed to green, and several locomotives moved one after another, driving onto the icy track.

Zhou Xing's originally calm mood became tense. His palms were sweating, and in a panic, he caught a glimpse of the car number printed on the casing of the fuel tank, and couldn't help but relax his anxiety and regain his mood.

Zhou Xing moved his wrist slightly, completely starting the engine, and following the traffic flow into the track.

The author has something to say: beautiful things should stop forever

This is the end of this article, there is no unfinished end, the ending was thought out before the article started, including this last scene, I am very reluctant to part with them, I did not intend to write a special episode from the beginning, because I was reluctant, I hesitated, and originally There are a lot of abuse points, all because I don't want to abuse them, so I either mention them or I don't write them.All in all, I found many deficiencies in the process of writing, and hope to correct them, and re-open the next edition next year.