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

The moon was shining brightly and the stars were sparse. Walking through the noisy school gate, there were only a few scattered pedestrians on the nearby path.

Zhou Zhuojing followed Xu Zesheng cautiously with his schoolbag in his arms.There was a step difference between the two, neither far nor close, and it happened that he could step on the back of the person in front with every step.

At this time, it is early summer, and the temperature difference between day and night is large.

Zhou Zhuojing only wore a thin short-sleeved shirt, and couldn't help the evening wind blowing, and sneezed several times heavily.

"Are you okay?"

The deep male voice was accompanied by the school uniform jacket, covering him together.

Zhou Zhuojing sniffled and raised his eyes to look at the person half a head taller than him.

Xu Zesheng didn't know when he stopped. His facial features were excellent, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, deep eye sockets, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips parted slightly. Unattainable extravagance.

In the past, he always wondered why the two older brothers looked completely different from him even though they were brothers.Now that he saw Xu Zesheng, he finally knew the answer. Where was the genetic mutation? How could he, a fake young master who had embraced the wrong one, resemble the Zhou family.

"Zhou...Zhou Zhuojing." Xu Zesheng coughed lightly twice, "What do you think I am doing?"

It was the first time he called Zhou Zhuojing's name, and his tone was a little unnatural.

Zhou Zhuojing came to his senses, seeing his hands in his pockets, his wide cuffs shaking with the night wind, he couldn't help worrying: "Give me the coat, won't it be cold?"

"It's not cold." Xu Zesheng shook his shoulders, then turned around and continued walking forward.

"Hey!" Zhou Zhuojing quickly chased after him and grabbed his arm, "You, did Teacher Li criticize you today?"

He came late, and when he arrived, Xu Zesheng had already gone out with the head teacher for a long time.

"Yes." Xu Zesheng didn't hide anything, "I need to write a self-criticism."

"Ah?" Zhou Zhuojing called out immediately, "Why is he doing this, asking you to write a review without asking indiscriminately?"

He wrinkled his face angrily, and the baby's plump cheeks showed a few cat lines, like a kitten with fried fur.

Xu Zesheng's heart felt hot when he saw it, and his voice became a little softer.

"Zhou Zhuojing, I was fighting outside, and the influence was not good. I really should write a review. It's not worth your anger."

"I..." Zhou Zhuojing paused, his momentum softened, "I don't believe you fight."

"It was a fight." Xu Zesheng lowered his eyes, "Zhou Zhuojing, I will go to that kind of shady place to work, and I will fight with others because of a few dollars less. We are not from the same world, don't you ..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a weight on his shoulders.

The young master of the Zhou family, who had been well protected since he was a child, was currently burying his head in his neck.

The curly hair rubbed against his chin coquettishly.

Some soft, some hot.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to comfort him, but froze in mid-air in bewilderment.

"Xu Zesheng, will it hurt when you fight with others?" Zhou Zhuojing said sullenly, "It must hurt, you shouldn't have lived such a life."

He thought he was really bad.

Everything that Xu Zesheng experienced should have been borne by him. He took advantage of it, but he didn't have the courage to confess the truth to Zhou's family.

The more Zhou Zhuojing thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. As soon as his head got hot, he opened his mouth: "You come home with me, you are the ****!"

The words fell, but the words "the real young master of the Zhou family" were silenced out of thin air. Zhou Zhuojing tried several times, but he couldn't complete the sentence.

Is it because the plot has not progressed to the point where the Zhou family recognizes their relatives, so he can't spoil it in advance?

"What am I?" Xu Zesheng listened to him talking about it for a long time, but he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"You are the one..." Zhou Zhuojing thought hard for a long time but couldn't find anything to say, and suddenly his face became bitter, "I don't know either."

Xu Zesheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and rubbed his head vigorously.

"Anyway, you don't want to fight with others." Zhou Zhuojing grabbed his sleeve and repeated the topic just now, "Fighting will hurt you, it hurts a lot."

Seeing his worried expression, Xu Zesheng couldn't bear to say the words of refusal.

"OK?"

"……Um."

Xu Zesheng nodded his head when the soft question reached his ears.

On the dim path, with the shadows of the trees whirling, the young man dragged someone who was half a head taller than him, talking nonsense as he walked.

"Xu Zesheng, are we friends?"

"If you don't have money, can you come to Zhou's house to work?"

"By the way, why do you still call me Zhou Zhuojing? It sounds so unfamiliar."

"Everyone in my family calls me Xiaojing, can you call me Xiaojing too?"

……

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Zhuojing finally scratched his head again.

"Am I going to be a little long-winded?"

"No." Xu Zesheng shook his head. He had never felt this way before. His heart was so full that he could even hear the sweetness of the annoying chirping of cicadas. "You speak very nicely."

"so so."

"It sounds good."

Xu Zesheng insisted, but Zhou Zhuojing blushed.

"You man, why are you boasting so much!"

"How should I praise it?"

How to boast?

How did he know!

Zhou Zhuojing looked anxiously, flung his sleeves and rushed forward.

Xu Zesheng followed behind him slowly, and within three seconds the person in front turned his head and said angrily, "Follow me!"

At the same time, a white light flashed in the shadow of the tree.

The man in black put away his camera and hid himself into the night.

Zhou Zhuojing arrived home a few minutes later than usual.

He entered the door carrying his schoolbag, and when he looked up, he saw Zhou Zhuolan sitting in the living room with a strange expression on his face.

"Second brother." He called timidly, "Are you in a bad mood today?"

"Xiao Jing, come and sit." Zhou Zhuolan patted the empty seat beside him.

Zhou Zhuojing hesitated for a moment, then went to his second brother and sat down.

"How are you doing at school?" Zhou Zhuolan smiled at him, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"It's just... the same as usual." Zhou Zhuojing said with a guilty conscience, he really couldn't think of what mistake he had made recently, maybe it was last month's midterm exam, and his physics score was only 58.

"Xiao Jing, I heard that you specially sent a classmate home these two days, didn't you?" Zhou Zhuolan almost couldn't control his anger when he thought of the photo sent by the bodyguard.

"Yes." Zhou Zhuojing nodded calmly, "He is my good friend, and his name is Xu Zesheng."

"Really just good friends?" Zhou Zhuolan raised his eyebrows, apparently not believing it.

"He's really a good friend." Zhou Zhuojing looked at his brother puzzled, not understanding the meaning behind the words, "Otherwise what else could it be?"

Zhou Zhuolan was dumbfounded, his stupid younger brother didn't seem to be enlightened at all, and he was actually worried all day long.But his younger brother is stupid, and the male students in the class are not stupid. Thinking of this, he couldn't help telling him.

"You stay away from him."

"why?"

"He doesn't look like a nice guy."

"..."

Zhou Zhuojing thought of Xu Zesheng's face, which was eighty percent similar to Zhou Zhuolan, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.