He doesn't want to make green tea

After the quadruple kills, Zhang Yu and Luo Wei led the troops in the middle to push the enemy's high ground all the way. At this time, the teammates also revived, bought a fast-moving equipment, and rushed to the enemy's crystal together, winning the victory.

Amidst the screams of his teammates, Zhang Yu belatedly realized that his incompetent little assistant setup had completely collapsed.

Not only the jungler, but even the shooter's young lady picked a string of 66666 to express her encouragement to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu paused, and still replied: "Qaq is all the blood left by the brother of the top laner, I will pick up the head."

Top laner Lowe: "..."

After the fight was over, the jungler and the shooter seemed to think that Zhang Yu's bitch was very funny, and quickly pulled a few people to play a few more rounds. It was around eleven o'clock, and Luo Wei was about to go to bed.

Zhang Yu also had a headache after playing the game for too long, so he also went offline.

Before exiting, he carefully opened Luo Wei's profile picture. This person's name was a string of English letters, which seemed to be typed casually. The profile picture was a picture, which also showed a locomotive, but it was different from Zhang Yu's picture. At first glance, it is not obvious that it is a locomotive, and there are many colors mixed around it.

"It's pretty good." Zhang Yu wanted to see this person's record again, but found that it was already locked.

The two have known each other for so long, and they are familiar with each other, but they don't even have contact information. If there is anything wrong, Luo Wei can't find him.

Zhang Yu pursed his lips in thought, clicked on this person's avatar, and clicked on the game to add friends.

Even if Lowe doesn't want to play games with him in the future, he can still use this thing to chat.

Zhang Yu flipped through it casually, but it's a pity that you can't post emoticons here.

After reading it, he was ready to go offline, and moved to the friend's location, only to notice that the familiar avatar was on.

The blue-toned profile picture and the simple name are the same as Fang Jingsheng's usual impression, a bit aloof.

Fang Jingsheng should have been online for a long time, but he never started playing.

In the past, Zhang Yu often played games with him, squatting in the game and waiting for Fang Jingsheng every day. Every time this person went online, he would immediately invite him to play with him. Just like this time, he would support Fang Jingsheng and follow him silently. .

Although Fang Jingsheng wouldn't throw Zhang Yu into the tower like Luo Wei did, he basically ignored him and didn't let Zhang Yu follow him, otherwise he wouldn't play with Zhang Yu anymore.

This is also different from Lowe. Even if Lowe threw him into the tower, he would still return to the room. If Fang Jingsheng was unhappy, he would directly play the game.

Maybe it's because he really liked it, but it's different from approaching with a purpose. Zhang Yu dare not disobey Fang Jingsheng, nor will he deliberately tease Fang Jingsheng like when he was pestering Luo Wei, knowing that the other party doesn't like him.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly received a team invitation.

Looking at the blue headshot that jumped out on the screen, Zhang Yu frowned.

If Fang Jingsheng seeks him, nothing good should happen.

In the past, every time this person found him, he would inevitably blame him. Fang Jingsheng's reason for blaming Zhang Yu was also very simple, basically it was because of Xing Yuxing.

Just thinking about it, he knew what this man wanted to say. It was nothing more than the fact that he had won against Xing Yuxing a few days ago, and Xing Yuxing was unhappy.

After rebirth, Zhang Yu didn't want to listen to other people's scolding.

He clicked Reject without even thinking about it, but within a minute, he received three invitations in a row. Zhang Yu checked not to accept the player's invitation within 1 minutes, then took the game reward in a good mood, and quit the game page.

As soon as I got off the game, I received a message from Ren Xingwang: "It's already a third year in high school, what are you going to do in the future?"

Zhang Yu replied: "? Why do you ask this suddenly?"

In his impression, Ren Xingwang is not someone who thinks about such things, talking about the future with him so seriously made Zhang Yu very uncomfortable.

Ren Xingwang: "It's okay, I just think you are so good at drawing, don't you plan to take an entrance examination for an art academy or something in the future? I didn't even watch how you study, and you play games with me every day."

They are now in the third year of high school, and the only ones in the class who don't study much are Ren Xingwang and Luo Wei. Even Xia Chen, a student who has been in the third year of high school all the way, will be thrown away because of the notebook.

But Zhang Yu didn't have the slightest interest in studying. He slipped away in class and played games again when he went home.

"What are you going to do after graduation? Lowe and I will most likely study abroad."

Zhang Yu paused before replying: "Think about those things later, I don't have any goals."

After replying, Zhang Yu lay on the bed and flipped through the list of lost youths, page after page, as if these were the only straws he could hold on to.

Sometimes he would be in a trance, and sometimes he couldn't tell the difference between these so-called lost youths and him, living in chaos.

He can't even compare to the lost youths who have someone to help plan their future.

After being reborn, he thought of a hundred ways to escape from his family and the miserable situation in his previous life, but he never once thought about the future, what he would do after leaving these people, and what kind of life he would live.

When I returned to school a few days later, news of Zhang Yu winning the painting competition had already spread. Mr. Peng had never been No. 1 in his class before. Not only the teacher was happy, but the students also looked at Zhang Yu like a big baby.

Some students brought their own nougat to Zhang Yu to eat, and some invited him to have dinner together.

And Zhang Yu's name was praised by the school bulletin, and it was hung on the bulletin board downstairs for nearly half a month, giving the whole class a face. Teacher Peng walked with his head up in the office.

"I said a long time ago that the kid in our class will definitely be able to do it. I have to fight for a place for him. If he doesn't participate in the competition, it's not my loss, it's our school's loss."

The more people around talked about these things, the more Zhang Liqing had no place to put her face.

Even if the matter was exposed before, she never felt that she was wrong. In her eyes, Zhang Yu was just a piece of mud that could not support the wall. It would be a waste of money to keep the quota. The only thing she did wrong was to be discovered by others.

But she never expected that Zhang Yu would really get No.1.

Everyone knew that Zhang Yu had left her class before, and was pushed out in her original class. She couldn't stay any longer, so she was kicked out.

"Zhang Yu? Is that the student that Teacher Zhang Liqing hated very much before?" A teacher asked, and Zhang Liqing hurriedly lowered her head.

She was belittling Zhang Yu every day, complaining about her weird student with other teachers, but the weird student just left her for a day or two, and took No.1.

And as soon as Zhang Yu's No.1 is mentioned, everyone will immediately think of the number that was swallowed up by Zhang Liqing.

Zhang Liqing was really angry. Not only was her face sore from being slapped, but she also had a lot of blisters in her mouth, and it hurt even to eat. In the end, she also asked for a few days off work. She was really ashamed to appear in front of her classmates.

Anyway, Zhang Yu didn't study well, so she comforted herself that when the limelight of this person's painting competition passed, she would be able to go back to school, and no one would mention Zhang Yu again.

Ever since Zhang Yu transferred to another class, he hadn't seen Lian Yuanqing. The second student on his list of lost youths had a lower attendance rate than Lowe, and there were very few opportunities to see people at school.

But after a short break after the locomotive race, this man actually came to school.

Lian Yuanqing entered the door with a schoolbag on his back, different from Luo Wei's usual indifferent appearance, this person often had a smile on his face, and looked very approachable, but in Zhang Yu's words, he looked at everyone like a fool.

He hasn't figured out how to get close to Lian Yuanqing yet, and he doesn't know whether this person's character will be more difficult to deal with than Lowe, so he decided to observe for a while.

Lian Yuanqing was placed in the back row by Teacher Peng. He and Luo Wei sat one at the west end and the other at the east end. The teacher was also afraid that they would fight.

Zhang Yu often looked back secretly. Most of the time, this person was looking down at the books, but they were not books in class. Zhang Yu had secretly read them after school. There were classics and casual books in it.

When get out of class was over, he secretly glanced in that direction again, but suddenly found that the man seemed to have noticed him too. The moment they looked at each other, Zhang Yu smiled calmly.

He always felt that Lian Yuanqing seemed to know him. Zhang Yu knew how to pretend to be pitiful for a cold person like Luo Wei, but for Lian Yuanqing, he knew that the more he would not back down.

Before the two could make further eye contact, they were interrupted by Lowe passing by.

For some reason, this person went to trouble Lian Yuanqing, and Lian Yuanqing seemed to be used to it. Luo Wei pulled him, and he stood up from his seat and went out with him.