He doesn't want to make green tea

Luo Wei took a deep breath, wiped his hair, turned around, and looked at Zhang Yu seriously:

"I don't really understand you, Zhang Yu." Luo Wei reached out to take the breakfast, which looked delicious. "Why waste time on such things?"

Because I don't like such topics and don't like to care about other people's lives, every sentence makes Luo Wei a little annoyed.

"Don't you know how to draw? Shouldn't you study in the third year of high school? I heard that your grades were very good before."

"If you can't do everything well, forget it. You can do everything well, but you waste your time on this kind of thing."

Lowe lifted the breakfast bag between the two of them, "Do you think there's any use in pleasing me? No one will stay in high school forever."

Of course it works, Zhang Yu rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking, Party A will give me money only if he treats you well.

"You don't go to school every day..." He retorted cautiously. Being able to speak, it means that the relationship between the two has improved. These days, Luo Wei's attitude is obviously different. He wants to test this person Where does the distance feel.

This time Lowe didn't ignore him, but said directly: "Because I can't do it well."

Be it painting or studying, none of them are as good as Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu didn't expect the other party to say this. Last time he went to Luo Wei's room, he was still very envious of his achievements: "Don't you have many medals?"

Lowe packed up the toiletries and took away the sandwiches, explaining, "There is no gold content."

Including the medals from the last locomotive competition, they are all small competitions, and he has never won a formal competition.

Seeing that this person had collected the things, Zhang Yu accepted them as soon as they were ready, and quickly reported the progress to Party A. The other party asked him to have dinner together after a while. After Zhang Yu replied to the message, he went to the school and found his director, Peng Ge: "I There is something I want to discuss with you."

He just helped his class win a big prize a while ago, and won a lot of face. During this time, when Peng Ge saw Zhang Yu, his eyes were smiling behind his thick glasses: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yu pulled up the mask a little bit to cover his face, his eyebrows and eyes were curved: "It has something to do with Xing Yuxing."

On the first day when Xing Yuxing returned to school after taking sick leave, the class had almost forgotten about Zhang Yu winning the prize half a month ago. It was forgotten early on.

This is also the main purpose of his leave for such a long time. If Zhang Yu stays in school after winning the award, many people will definitely question him about plagiarism. too much.

Besides, he has already told Zhang Feng to deal with his son, no matter whether it is by force or bribery, Zhang Yu should not take the initiative to bring up these things again. It's all controllable.

But unexpectedly, the incident of his plagiarism escalated on the second day he returned to school.

Zhang Yu did not stand up to identify him himself, but the work reported to the art exhibition was the one that Xing Yuxing had plagiarized.

Not only that, in order to highlight outstanding students, the school also hung two of the remaining pictures on the bulletin board, and placed them in the most conspicuous position at the entrance of each building, so that students coming and going can see them. This familiar painting As soon as it was released, people immediately remembered the plagiarism dispute between Xing Yuxing and Zhang Yu, and they are now discussing these issues.

There are more professional ones, and it is immediately clear who copied who. In short, it didn't take long. The story of Xing Yuxing's plagiarism spread in the school, and everyone who discussed Zhang Yu's paintings would discuss the ups and downs of Zhang Yu's plagiarism.

Naturally, he would also scold the plagiarist.

Xing Yuxing couldn't ignore these voices. Sometimes when he was eating in the cafeteria, he could hear pointing and pointing behind him. Even some classmates who once stood by his side began to doubt.

At this time, Xia Chen spoke for Xing Yuxing in front of his classmates: "Others doubt that Yuxing is okay, don't we know him best? And Yuxing also produced evidence that time, obviously it was not released in time, so it was a few later than Zhang Yu God, Zhang Yu missed it."

Fang Jingsheng's face was not very good-looking, and he joined the conversation for the first time: "Those paintings are more like Zhang Yu's painting style."

He also went to watch the last match, and he kept trying to find time to talk to Zhang Yu afterwards, but he didn't have the chance.

Every time after class, I can't see Zhang Yu's people, and even in the game, I can't speak at all.

Once, he accidentally checked Zhang Yu's game records. Recently, he played with an unfamiliar number, sometimes with two or three people.

They were all people he didn't know.

Fang Jingsheng had some inexplicable feelings in his heart, he couldn't tell, maybe the people who often followed him suddenly turned a blind eye to him, there was a sense of gap, or it could be something else.

In fact, most people had the same thoughts as Fang Jingsheng, except for those who were prejudiced against Zhang Yu, they couldn't understand Xing Yuxing's behavior at this time.

"If it's plagiarism, you should apologize, right?"

During lunch at noon, Xing Yuxing suddenly heard a voice from behind. The voice was not low, and it seemed to be telling him on purpose: "Not only did I plagiarize, but I also bit back. It's too shameless."

He blushed instantly.

From that day on, Xing Yuxing started to ask for leave again.

His reputation at school has been completely stink because of the plagiarism, and now others look at his other works and start to suspect plagiarism.

He almost hated Zhang Yu to death.

Already in the third year of high school, he doesn't go to school, and his family members are also anxious, which puts even more pressure on Zhang Feng.

After Xing Shulan heard about these things, she didn't say anything to Zhang Feng, but directly suspended Zhang Feng's bank card.

For this vain man, no money is worse than anything else. Xing Shulan knows how to deal with him, not to mention that his current circle is very different from before. The friends around him are all successful entrepreneurs. He played because of the Xing family. If he had no money, it would be equivalent to completely exposing his situation in the Xing family.

He originally thought that he had taught Zhang Yu a lesson. According to Zhang Yu's previous personality, he would be too scared to show it too much, but he got worse and hung up his painting, which made him suffer as well.

In the beginning, Zhang Feng was still able to use the money he had saved to continue to maintain his rich person setup to socialize.

But after two or three weeks, he had no money in his hands.

Standing next to the closet in the morning, I wanted to find a suit to wear, but Xing Shulan held me back. While buttoning up the pajamas, the other party said: "The clothes at home are the same as the bank cards, they don't belong to you."

She turned her head, faced Zhang Feng, and patted the man's face lightly: "You can wear it after you settle the matter."

"Your own clothes are in the storage room downstairs."

Zhang Feng's head buzzed, as if his strength had been drained.

His own clothes, in the old house downstairs, were all worn by him when he first came to Xing's house. They were sold on the street, and a coat was in [-]s or [-]s, which was in dilapidated condition.

He couldn't imagine going out in his old poor clothes, not to mention there will be a party two days later, all of them are rich and powerful friends, and they usually look down on Zhang Feng. law to attend.

He couldn't help but hated Zhang Yu's vanity even more in his heart. He liked to show off. It was because of Zhang Yu's stubbornness that he was in such a mess.

I even started to think about the countermeasures in my heart. Who among the people I know can invest in him. If someone can invest in him, it would be great.

This time there was no need for Zhang Feng to go to school to find someone, someone helped him find Zhang Yu.

This is also Zhang Yu's acquaintance.

If Xing Yuxing was willing to pretend to be good friends with Zhang Yu in his last life, Xing Yuxing’s elder brother Xing Jiangzuo would not pretend to be with him at all. He very much rejected Zhang Yu and Zhang Feng who disturbed their lives. pheasant.

But now because of Zhang Yu, his younger brother was unwilling to go to school.

At the dinner table, Xing Jiangzuo pushed Zhang Feng's bowls and chopsticks to the ground, with a slight smile on his face: "I've never seen a dog's legs on the table."

The man was humiliated one after another, and he immediately gave up his job, but he had no other choice.

After dinner, Xing Jiangzuo squatted beside Xing Yuxing's bed and rubbed his younger brother's head: "In our family, only you and our mother are my brother's relatives. Neither Zhang Yu nor Zhang Feng will end well."

The latter poked his head out from under the quilt. He had obviously lost weight in the past few days, and he looked even more aggrieved: "Brother, mom has Zhang Feng, so I only have you."

Xing Jiangzuo buried his face in his younger brother's palm, the warmth of his family reassured him.

Although Zhang Yu didn't have any news about the Xing family's affairs, he could roughly guess what happened there, and he could imagine everyone's reaction.

But he didn't expect Fang Jingsheng to find him suddenly.

When school was over, the students left the classroom one after another. Zhang Yu raised his head and noticed a thin figure at the door.

"Zhang Yu, someone is looking for you." The classmate at the door called him.

Zhang Yu stood up and started to walk out.

This was the first time he had spoken face to face with Fang Jingsheng since he was reborn, and at this time Zhang Yu had long since lost the flattery and cautiousness of the past. He looked into Fang Jingsheng's eyes calmly, and all he could think of was the coldness in the bathroom in his previous life.

Before he died, this person didn't even come over to look at him, and stayed by Xing Yuxing's side the whole time.

Once reborn, seeing the face that made him fascinated, he didn't seem to have any throbbing anymore. Fang Jingsheng is really good-looking, like a cold fairy, but this coldness is all used on Zhang Yu alone, and he will never love it. reason.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhang Yu asked indifferently.

Fang Jingsheng was in a different mood.

Having not seen Zhang Yu for many days, he felt that this person seemed to have grown taller, and his temperament became more and more provocative.

Obviously the two haven't been separated for long, but it seems that they have changed a lot.

He has been looking for opportunities to run to Zhang Yuxin's class these days. Zhang Yuming clearly saw him, but he never talked to him, let alone pestered him like in his previous life.

This time it was the director who asked him to come to Zhang Yu:

"The director asked you to go to the office."

There will be a Chinese joint exam in a few days, Mr. Peng intends to let Zhang Yu take part, and it is very likely that he will form a team with Fang Jingsheng at that time.