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

Whether the winter vacation is short or not, whether it is long or not.

Zhou Zhuojing stayed in the supermarket for more than half a month, and her colleagues hadn't even recognized their faces before school started.

At the beginning of the new semester, the third year of high school will be in half a year, and the learning atmosphere in the whole class is tense.

Zhou Zhuojing saw that everyone was working hard to study, and his determination to win or lose was aroused. He planned to get up at six o'clock every morning to recite vocabulary.

On a winter morning, it dawns late.

Zhou Zhuojing was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, so he had to get up quietly and go to the living room to turn on the light to study. He thought there was no movement, but he didn't know that Xu Zesheng opened his eyes the moment he closed the door.

Xu Zesheng had always been a light sleeper, and Zhou Zhuojing was already conscious when he turned over, and there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes at this time.He sat up suspiciously, saw the light leaking from the living room through the crack of the door, and frowned strangely.

What was Zhou Zhuojing doing in the living room with him on his back early in the morning?

Xu Zesheng was about to get out of bed to take a look, when suddenly he heard the other party's voice coming from the living room.

Perhaps because he was afraid of disturbing him, Zhou Zhuojing's voice was very low, and he could only vaguely hear that he was speaking in English.

Thinking of Zhou Zhuojing's abnormal state recently, Xu Zesheng suddenly understood that he didn't want to waste the tuition he owed, and felt distressed at once, no matter how hard he worked, he shouldn't torture his body.Even for teenagers and middle-aged adults, if they don't get enough sleep continuously, their bodies will be overwhelmed.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and opened the door.

Zhou Zhuojing was caught off guard, and it was too late to put away the vocabulary.

Looking up at Xu Zesheng's serious expression, he felt guilty for no reason, and his speech became intermittent.

"I, I have insomnia, I can't sleep, that..."

"Insomnia?" Xu Zesheng raised his eyebrows, but didn't give up his excuses, "So do you need to memorize words to help you sleep?"

"Eh?" Zhou Zhuojing was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly Xu Zesheng believed his words and rounded them up, "Yes."

"But, Xiao Jing." Xu Zesheng paused for a moment, "Do you want to come to the living room to help sleep?"

Zhou Zhuojing blushed for a moment, lowered her head and explained weakly: "There is an English test next week."

As he was talking, Xu Zesheng walked up to him in a few steps, grabbed him with his arms, and picked him up from the sofa.

The vocabulary book fell to the ground in an instant, and Zhou Zhuojing wanted to pick it up, but Xu Zesheng held him in his arms, and couldn't reach it.

"Go back to sleep." Xu Zesheng raised his hand and patted his buttocks, "Next time I find out that you don't have a good rest, get up and study, I will..."

"You just...?" Zhou Zhuojing subconsciously took his words, but when he raised his eyes, his face darkened.

"Just slap your ass."

After he finished speaking through gritted teeth, Zhou Zhuojing immediately covered his buttocks, and shook his head flusteredly believing it was true.

"No, I won't, I won't get up and study secretly."

So just like that, Zhou Zhuojing's early study plan was temporarily terminated because of Xu Zesheng's objection.

The next day the two were eating in the cafeteria, Luo Yiming sat down with the plate, looked up at Zhou Zhuojing, took a few glances, and always felt that something was not quite right.

"Brother, what's wrong with your mouth?"

He looked down at Zhou Zhuojing's dinner plate in confusion. The sweet and sour pork ribs and stir-fried vegetables didn't look like spicy dishes.

Hearing the other party's question, Zhou Zhuojing choked on a mouthful of white rice and coughed heavily before recovering.

Seeing his brother's aggressive behavior, Luo Yiming became even more suspicious.

"What's the matter with you?"

Xu Zesheng calmly passed a glass of water to the people around him, and answered Luo Yiming's question by the way: "He memorized vocabulary too hard last night."

Zhou Zhuojing took the water and was about to drink it when he heard the words and almost choked again.

"Memorizing vocabulary makes your mouth swell?" Luo Yiming didn't think about anything else at all, and now he said dissatisfiedly, "Brother, do you want to work hard secretly and surpass me? No, I will also memorize it all night tonight." word!"

Xu Zesheng silently glanced at him, then looked at the person drinking water with his head bowed to one side, thinking that they were indeed two brothers, and their brain circuits were equally simple and easy to deceive.

As for why the mouth is swollen.

I have to ask Xu Zesheng about this.

Last night, Zhou Zhuojing complained that he didn't give himself time to memorize the words. When dictating, he only got eight out of ten correct, which was not as good as other students in the class.Xu Zesheng listened to him babbling for a long time, so he simply took the English textbook and taught him to recite words in the name.

Then Zhou Zhuojing got the pronunciation of the word somehow.

Xu Zesheng forced him to teach him how to pronounce, but he couldn't pronounce it correctly a few times, so this man went to the battle himself, hooking his tongue and practicing repeatedly.

Fake public affairs for personal gain!

Afterwards, Zhou Zhuojing held his English textbook and thought bitterly. He didn't understand why a person whose mind is full of color waste is the first in the grade every time he takes the exam, and he can only review his homework day and night.

With the heavy schoolwork, the weather warmed up in a blink of an eye.

There is a lot of rain in early spring, often light rain all night. When I go to school the next day, the ground is still wet and not dry.

Zhou Zhuojing was afraid that the sneakers would be uncomfortable after being soaked, so she went back and bought a pair of 20 yuan hole shoes in the supermarket, and changed them every day in the classroom.Although the hole shoes are not afraid of getting wet, they are very slippery when walking. It is okay to have Xu Zesheng to support them at ordinary times. When entering the teaching building, they can only walk with the help of the wall.

Early this morning, as usual, he supported the wall upstairs.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a tall boy came down head-on.

The other party was holding a thick stack of homework, as if he couldn't see the way ahead, he could only yell "give way".

Zhou Zhuojing cautiously pushed away half a step, afraid of bumping into the opponent, so he quickly moved to the empty space.

His movements were quick, and the hole shoes made a sizzling sound, and before he stood still, the soles of the shoes came into close contact with the ground.

The water-stained ground caused the hole shoes to slide back and forth twice. Zhou Zhuojing tried to grab the handrail on the other side, but unfortunately his hand was not stretched out, and his feet were unstable.

In a flash, he hugged his head, but his body rolled down the stairs uncontrollably.

The boy on the opposite side was also affected, and he sat down on the ground with his homework scattered everywhere.

Zhou Zhuojing closed his eyes and saw this scene.

He was reclined at the bottom of the stairs, suffering excruciating pain from his ankles and back, his eyes were darkened due to the impact on his head, and before he could call for help, he lost consciousness.

At the same time, as soon as Xu Zesheng entered the classroom, he heard the conversation of several girls.

"Oh my God, my little sister just told me that a boy in the liberal arts class fell down the stairs and fell into a coma."

"I heard that too. The dean hurried over, and someone called an ambulance."

He frowned suddenly, and for some reason, his heart skipped a beat nervously.

"Do you know who fell down?"

"Ah?" The girl who spoke turned her head and recalled carefully, "I heard that he is a boy from the top class of our grade. He is thin and white and very handsome."

Same grade, top class, thin and white...

Xu Zesheng's face turned pale, and he rushed straight out of the classroom without hesitation, still chanting silently in his heart——

It's not him, it can't be him.