The rich and powerful fake young master is a true group favorite

In the early summer afternoon, the weather is stuffy and hot.

The sound of the teacher lecturing was accompanied by the humming of cicadas outside the window, which had a hypnotic effect and made people drowsy.

Zhou Zhuojing sat in the last row of the classroom, and it was rare that he didn't feel sleepy.

He half held the textbook, only revealing a pair of black eyes, staring at the people in the far corner.

The man was sitting by the window.

His face is sideways, his long eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, his nose bridge is high, and his tight jawline is distinct.It was the time when the sun was at its peak, and the light passed through the thin curtains and fell on the top of his hair, as if outlining a layer of soft holy light.

Sure enough, he looks like a member of the Zhou family.

Zhou Zhuojing stared blankly, and waited until the bell rang for the end of get out of class before hastily looking away.He pretended to be calm and put away the book, thinking that no one would notice, but he heard Qi Yan at the same table suddenly speak.

"Xiaojing, are you okay?"

"No, it's okay." Zhou Zhuojing looked at Qi Yan and shook his head in panic, "What can I do?"

"It's okay, why have you been staring over there?" Qi Yan pointed to a corner of the classroom, and added, "It's been going on for many days."

"No way!" Zhou Zhuojing retorted anxiously, "I'm just, just in a daze, don't talk nonsense!"

"Really?"

"of course it's true."

Zhou Zhuojing has a problem, when he tells a lie, his ears turn red.At this moment, the roots of his ears were blushing, but he didn't know it, and he still stared at Yuanyuan, arguing stubbornly.

Seeing him like this, Qi Yan didn't want to ask further questions, picked up the notebook on the table, and changed the subject.

"Do you want the notes from last class?"

"want!"

Zhou Zhuojing took the notebook, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief. He lowered his head obediently and copied the key points into his own notebook.

And Qi Yan secretly looked at the corner he pointed at just now.

The students chatted together in twos and threes, and only one of them was sitting in the same position.

Xu Zesheng.

Was Xiao Jing the one who watched a class?

I always follow Zhou Zhuojing's side, and I have been vigilant for more than ten years. If someone gets ahead of me...

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists fiercely, and when he looked at Xu Zesheng again, his eyes were full of darkness.

As for what the hell happened.

Zhou Zhuojing herself couldn't tell.

When he was ten years old, he had an accident and hit his head. After waking up, he began to dream continuously.The dream is weird, as if predicting the future, the plot that happened in the dream will repeat itself in the real world after a while.

Just last week, he suddenly dreamed that he was just the cannon fodder male supporting role in a heartthrob novel.

The dream clearly told him that he was the wrong young master of the Zhou family, and the real protagonist was the homeless young master of the Zhou family, his classmate Xu Zesheng.

Xu Zesheng is outstanding in appearance, a young genius.Returning to the Zhou family is just the beginning of his gold finger. Later, he will win the competition championship, pass the B major, establish a company and become an industry leader. Everyone loves him so much.

Because of this, he hated Xu Zesheng, framed him frequently, and was slapped in the face many times.In the end, the matter was revealed, he was forced into a difficult situation by Xu Zesheng's suitor, owed a large debt, and jumped to his death.

Zhou Zhuojing woke up from sleep, and belatedly calculated the time.

It was one year before Xu Zesheng returned to the Zhou family.

He didn't want to fall into the predicament of dying due to money again, so instead of being jealous of the protagonist, he should establish a good relationship with the protagonist in advance.

The idea is good.

But Xu Zesheng has a withdrawn personality and never socializes with others, and he has no chance to get close.

Zhou Zhuojing was worried, but he didn't dare to show his favor rashly, so he could only secretly stare at people every day.

Now that the peeping was broken, Zhou Zhuojing didn't dare to look at Xu Zesheng again all day.

Until the evening self-study and school, he went home by car, unconsciously turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

The heavy rain came suddenly, and large raindrops hit the car window glass, drawing water marks.Through the hazy car window, Zhou Zhuojing recognized the person walking in the rain with just one glance.

"Uncle Wang, stop!" He hurriedly stopped the driver, and hurriedly picked up an umbrella.

"Young master, did you drop something?" Uncle Wang parked the car on the side of the road, a little confused.

It was raining heavily outside, if it was not urgent, why would I have to get out of the car all of a sudden.

"I have a classmate who didn't bring an umbrella." Zhou Zhuojing pointed to the corner of the street, "Just wait for me over there later."

He saw Xu Zesheng coming out of the alley at the corner of the street more than once, and it was not difficult to guess that his family lived there.

Uncle Wang nodded ignorantly, and wanted to talk, but saw his young master holding up the umbrella and quickly got out of the car.

Xu Zesheng walked in a hurry, and Zhou Zhuojing trotted a few steps before barely keeping up.

Coming to the back of the other party, I looked at the person who appeared in my dreams five times and three times.Zhou Zhuojing opened his mouth and went back and forth several times but failed to make a sound.

He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and cursed himself for being worthless.He obviously wanted to hold an umbrella for others, but when things came to an end, he became so cowardly.

Still raining hard.

Holding an umbrella, Zhou Zhuojing followed Xu Zesheng step by step.

When someone stretches his right foot, he also stretches his right foot.

When someone steps with his left foot, he also steps with his left foot.

The man stopped, he was thinking about the words to start the conversation, he didn't pay attention, and bumped straight into it.

The umbrella in his hand hit a heavy object, Zhou Zhuojing raised his head belatedly, and met Xu Zesheng's inquiring eyes.

The dim street lights flickered on and off.

Wet hair covered Xu Zesheng's forehead, and the exposed half of his face was sharp and angular under the shadow of the lamp.He was facing the light, his long and narrow eyes were half-closed, the fundus of his eyes was dark, and there was an aura of keeping strangers away from him all over his body.

Good-looking is really good-looking, and dangerous is also really dangerous.

Zhou Zhuojing subconsciously staggered two steps back, and his hand was grabbed by the person in front of him.

"Follow me what to do?"

His voice was very low, and it was even more difficult to distinguish it from the sound of rain.

Zhou Zhuojing stared at him blankly, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth: "It's raining...it's raining heavily, I, you don't have an umbrella, I think I can take you for a while."

The young man raised his head halfway, his naturally curly hair drooping on his forehead, his almond eyes were black and round, he seemed a little nervous, his lips were pursed into a line, and there were two small crescent moons hanging from the corners of his mouth.

Xu Zesheng let go of his hand, and next to his ears was the intermittent voice of the other party, the voice trembled slightly, as if a cat's claw had grown out of nowhere, scratching softly at his heart.

"But... can it be?" Seeing that he hadn't responded for a long time, Zhou Zhuojing lowered his head and explained incoherently, "I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to hold an umbrella for you. The rain is so heavy. If you get caught in the rain, I'm sure I'm going to catch a cold tomorrow..."

He babbled a lot, and before he could say anything, the handle of the umbrella in his hand was pulled.

"Aren't you going to give me a ride?" Xu Zesheng took his umbrella, saw his surprised expression, and hooked the corner of his mouth indistinctly, "Come closer to me."

"what?"

"Come closer to me."

Zhou Zhuojing came to his senses and moved cautiously. Before he could stand still, Xu Zesheng pulled him to his side with his school uniform.

Arm against arm.

Zhou Zhuojing's ears were very hot.

He raised his eyes quietly, glanced at the person holding the umbrella, and quickly lowered his head again.

"You... Did you laugh just now?"

"No."

"I want to say, that, you look good when you smile."

"Oh."

"By the way." Zhou Zhuojing carefully grabbed Xu Zesheng's sleeve, "You may not know that I am your classmate, my name is Zhou Zhuojing, Zhou is Zhou with the surname Zhou, Zhuo is the excellent Zhuo..."

"I know."

"what?"

Zhou Zhuojing was dumbfounded, and became confused again after a while.

know, know what?

I know they are classmates.

I still know his name is Zhou Zhuojing...

The author has something to say:

The setting is Gentle Cut Master Heizhen x Sweetheart Little Sun Fake Master, I hope you like it and can collect more, thank you~