He doesn't want to make green tea

If it was normal, Zhang Yu would be thinking wildly, wondering if Fang Jingsheng's attitude towards him had changed, that's why he wore the clothes he hated before.

But this time Zhang Yu didn't care what Fang Jingsheng thought.

The director explained to him a few words, and the matter was settled. He followed Fang Jingsheng to the archives room, and the man walked in front.

Fang Jingsheng himself didn't talk much, and Zhang Yu, who had been acting coquettishly to him before, didn't want to talk about it at all, and the atmosphere was awkward all the way to the reference room.

Fang Jingsheng turned on the computer: "Tell me your student ID number."

Zhang Yu's clear voice was behind him, and he quickly reported his student ID number.

Fang Jingsheng clicked on the mouse for a while, and found Zhang Yu's name.

He moved very slowly, making Zhang Yu a little impatient, because he was in a hurry to find Ren Xingwang, and he didn't want to waste any more time here.

"It should be enough to leave these to you, right?" Zhang Yu asked him, and finally took the initiative to speak, but what he said was, "If there is nothing else, can I go back first?"

Fang Jingsheng's back froze for a moment, and he didn't look back at him. After a while, he replied, "No."

Zhang Yu clicked his tongue: "Why?"

He used to be Zhang Yu's closest friend, but now he was impatient like a stranger. Fang Jingsheng never expected to see this kind of emotion on Zhang Yu's face.

"The school stipulates that students need to be supervised when entering the archives room to handle work."

Zhang Yu had no choice but to sit on a chair beside him and send a message to Ren Xingwang.

When he lowered his head, his eyes were cold and beautiful. In the quiet classroom, the sound of his fingers typing on the screen could be clearly heard, except for the sound of typing on his mobile phone, which was the sound of Fang Jingsheng tapping the mouse.

"What competition is Lowe going to participate in recently?"

Ren Xingwang must be busy, so he didn't reply to Zhang Yu for a while. When he had time, he called in directly: "Hello? I was registering just now, so I don't have time to reply to the message. What game? Tell me more in detail."

Zhang Yu raised his head and looked in Fang Jingsheng's direction. The man didn't turn his head, but he still walked a little further away. He subconsciously felt that Fang Jingsheng didn't need to hear what Luo Wei wanted to keep secret. He waited until he was by the window and said, "I saw Luo Wei." Wei's entry form, it's like a motorcycle race."

"I didn't hear him talk about the locomotive competition." Ren Xingwang recalled while talking, "But I heard that he seems to be participating in a local e-sports competition recently. Do you want to watch it? Luo Wei is as handsome in e-sports as a locomotive .”

"E-sports competition?" Zhang Yu asked. He felt that to watch this kind of competition, it would be better to sign up together. When the two of them play games together, they will have more contact opportunities.

"Where did you sign up for the e-sports competition?"

The person on the other side sounded like he was eating, and when he replied to Zhang Yu, his words were a bit vague: "I don't know about this, you can ask Luo Wei yourself, it just so happens that he also needs to find someone to practice recently, and my mother recently contacted me about studying abroad. I don’t have time to practice with him, he should lack someone to play with.”

This is indeed a good opportunity.

While Zhang Yu was on the phone, another person in the room had already finished his work. After offsetting Zhang Yu's bad deeds with the rewards for this competition, he walked up to the person who was calling by the window.

With pale fingers, Zhang Yu handed a dozen documents to sign.

On the way to give the materials, Fang Jingsheng suddenly asked:

"Busy? Who's calling?"

His voice was flat, without any aggressiveness, and he didn't mean to question, just like an ordinary chat.

Zhang Yu didn't explain, "There's no rule that you can't make phone calls in the reference room, right?"

Of course there is no rule, Fang Jingsheng wanted to ask.

There is nothing wrong with Zhang Yu not wanting to say it, but if Fang Jingsheng's usual personality was rejected like this, he would definitely not pay attention to Zhang Yu anymore, but this time he just stopped for a while, and looked at Zhang Yu's face again.

"Why did you suddenly become like this?"

Of course Fang Jingsheng didn't understand, he just treated Zhang Yu as usual, he would not have such a big reaction to the things he had always been accustomed to, and his temperament would not change drastically.

It's just that Zhang Yu was the one who was reborn, and he knew exactly how unfeeling Fang Jingsheng treated him.

He glanced at Fang Jingsheng indifferently: "I don't like you anymore, that's the reason."

Even though he had already guessed, this moment still made Fang Jingsheng feel cold all over his body.

He subconsciously wanted to ask Zhang Yu why, but he knew it better than anyone else.

These days, I slowly recalled how I used to do whatever I wanted relying on the likes of others.

It's just that apart from those bad memories, they also had many good times. In the past, Zhang Yu would accompany Fang Jingsheng to do many things. He thought that there was a unique memory between the two of them, so Zhang Yu would never really leave him.

Fang Jingsheng once picked up the injured little swallow in the trash can downstairs, but the family with strict tutoring would definitely not allow him to take the bird back, and he didn’t even dare to mention it. He listened to his parents very much, so Little Yanzi was secretly taken home by Zhang Yu.

He still asked Zhang Yu calmly: "Is it okay for them to know that you are raising birds at home?"

When Zhang Yu smiled, it was a little sweet, but after being cared by Fang Jingsheng, his heart became even sweeter, but when he spoke, he felt a little sad: "It's okay, no one will visit me in my room."

Together they made a nest for the swallow, healed its wounds, fed it, and waited for the day when it took off.

He and Zhang Yu had never been close, but Zhang Yu's room was like his second home. In the heart of Fang Jingsheng, who was somewhat naive in the freshman year of high school, it made him relaxed and happy there.

Everyone else needs Fang Jingsheng to take care of and take care of him. Zhang Yu is the only one who is willing to accompany him, understand him and tolerate him. He is always very happy when he is with Zhang Yu.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had been dependent on Zhang Yu since then.

Then one day, Zhang Yu suddenly told him that Swallow was dead.

The cleaning aunt has always disliked Zhang Yu, and she told Xing Yuxing when she found out that he was raising birds in the house. Xing Yuxing found his stepmother and beat the bird to death. Its bloody corpse.

Fang Jingsheng didn't have much expression on his face, but Zhang Yu could see the depression of this person and stayed with Fang Jingsheng all the time.

Precisely because he saw Fang Jingsheng's depression, Zhang Yu never told that person that he was beaten with a board, and during that time his palms were so swollen that he couldn't even hold a pen.

Things like this happen often, and Zhang Yu is the best person in Fang Jingsheng.

When Zhang Yu really likes someone, he does have a lot of scheming, so it is always easy for people to overlook the sincerity behind the scheming, not everyone can see those real efforts.

Zhang Yu remembers everything about Fang Jingsheng, and knows that Fang Jingsheng actually has a kind heart under his indifferent appearance. He likes small animals and cute things, but he is not good at expressing himself. .

Zhang Yu is willing to protect all his bad temper and tolerate his strange habits.

Those who don't cherish never have a second chance.

"I hope that you and Xing Yuxing will not appear in my life again." The former person and the indifferent face in front of him are very suitable, and it seems that a piece of space has been taken out of his heart. Fang Jingsheng subconsciously stretches out his hand to pull Zhang Yu, and rarely speaks in a panic:

"sorry."

Maybe because of the difficulty, the voice is a bit weird.

Zhang Yu pulled out his hand, looking much more relaxed, and said indifferently: "It's not necessary."

He collected his materials and left from the file room, thinking that he had explained everything clearly, leaving the man alone at the window.

Zhang Yu didn't have any mood swings.

As early as the beginning of his rebirth, he had already fluctuated.

Even more difficult days than this, Zhang Yu persisted alone.

As soon as school was over, Zhang Yu immediately sent a message to Luo Wei: "Do you need to play with me?"

It is equipped with an expression pack of Zhang's little dinosaur spinning in circles.

"Where do you usually sign up for e-sports competitions in this city?"

After 10 minutes, Lowe replied to him.

"Excellent use of search."

What was attached to him was the entrance to sign up.

This man is indeed a bit sullen.

Zhang Yu stroked his chin and thought, could this be Tsundere?

He boarded the game, and Luo Wei was indeed online, but he didn't start playing the game, showing that he was in the training camp.

Zhang Yu waited for the other party to log out before clicking invite.

"Let me fight with you, the training camp is not difficult."

The other party asked: "Do you have nothing to do?"

In the past few days, I have gotten used to Luo Wei's boring coquettish, Zhang Yu himself translated this sentence to mean that the other party was sorry to waste his time, so he replied: "I happen to want to participate in the competition, let's practice together."

This time Lowe really didn't reject him.

This is the first time the two have played a game together as a serious eight-book duo.

Before entering the game, Lowe said the last sentence to him: "Play hard, don't let the water go."

Zhang Yu groaned in his heart. It seemed that Luo Wei knew very well that he usually secretly pretended not to play, but he never exposed him.

If the water is really not released and the two fight fairly, Zhang Yu's level is actually no worse than Lowe's.

His alias used to have three national service records, but there were no acquaintances in the alias, and he hadn't paid much money. After all, acquaintances couldn't see or show off after charging money. Zhang Yu usually didn't like to play.

After entering the game, he immediately typed back to Luo Wei: "I will play with you on the trumpet at that time."

Recently, Zhang Yu has gotten used to using voice input to convert text. Although he needs to lower his voice a little every time and go to the bathroom to talk, it is much faster than typing a sentence before.

Luo Wei was also typing on the other side. He heard the movement from the next door through the wall, and Luo Wei also converted the voice to text: "What is your trumpet rank?"

Zhang Yu's tuba is platinum, and the trumpet should be a little lower than the tuba. If the grade of the trumpet is too low, the runes may not be complete. Luo Wei may be worried that he will not be able to fight together.

Zhang Yu replied: "The king has 61 stars."

Lowe:?

Did this person misunderstand trumpet?

In the first game, Luo Wei chose a hero that Zhang Yu usually knows how to play. He has played the national server for two seasons, and Zhang Yu is quite familiar with all operations of this hero.

Lowe said not to let the water go, for the sake of the game, he also really wanted to practice with Lowe seriously.

So 6 minutes into the game, Luo Wei was caught and killed by Zhang Yu three times.

Now I finally believe it, Zhang Yu really doesn't look like a Platinum tier operation.

Sending people back to the spring again, Zhang Yu typed: "You shouldn't play like this."

This is a very flexible assassin-type mage. Of course, both of them understand some basic operations, but Luo Wei is much worse than Zhang Yu in controlling the details, and the operation is not as smooth as Zhang Yu.

In the second round, Zhang Yu demonstrated to Lowe how to use this hero to catch a mage with a lot of control, and how to match up. Under Zhang Yu who was completely relaxed, the hero was extremely flexible, and Zhang Yu had the illusion of running around in the canyon by himself.

"Do you understand?"

Lowe replied with a hmm.

In the past, he only knew that Zhang Yu was beating up on purpose, but this was the first time he knew that Zhang Yu played games so well.

After this match, Zhang Yu changed his account, and Luo Wei recognized this account at a glance.

Lowe used to play the national server, and the most prominent account on the list is Zhang Yu's: Tony Zhang

Other players who have reached this level and have national servers will buy a few skins, but Zhang Yu, a player with several national servers, is very simple and does not have a single skin.

There are quite a few people who are also sprinting for the national server, and they are all guessing who is under Zhang Yu's account. Some say it is a poor student, some say it is a boss who does not pursue krypton gold, and some guess it is the trumpet of an e-sports player. Even Luo Wei himself has seriously thought about whether there might be a barber under this account.

It is estimated that no one would have imagined that Mr. Tony, who so many players want to surpass, would actually use a platinum trumpet to pretend to be crazy and act as a support for others.

People who were once assisted by Zhang Yu were really deceived.

With such a level, he is willing to help others and get recognition from being flattering.

Most of Zhang Yu's accounts are game players they don't know, and they only added friends because he was stronger, so as soon as he got on the account, someone immediately invited him to play games.

After he refused one by one, he pulled Lovell into 1v1 again.

Even if Party A spent money to hire him as a companion to play and teach.

The two played games together until ten o'clock in the evening before Luo Wei went offline.

For the first time, he took the initiative to ask Zhang Yu: "Are you going to participate in an e-sports competition?"

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows. In fact, his mention of the e-sports competition was just an excuse. If there was no reason, Luo Wei would not accept the practice of a relatively unfamiliar netizen like him, so he would find an excuse to play with him.

For him, games are just a pastime in life. During the period when his academic performance was declining, life was really aimless, and he urgently needed something to make him overdue. When he saw other Internet addicted boys and girls addicted to games, he tried it too.

For Zhang Yu at that time, no matter what it is, as long as there is one thing that can make him fool the hard days.

But I didn't expect that after being so addicted to it in such an ordinary way, I would be on the national server.

Even so, Zhang Yu never thought about participating in any e-sports competitions at that time.

If Luo Wei also participated this time, this account should be lost, right?

Zhang Yu took a closer look at the game time. There are still two full months. I don't know if Luo Wei's attitude towards him will change by then, so he replied first: "Well, I'm going."

Feeling too pale again, I added: "My childhood dream is to become an e-sports player^_^"

Lowe didn't know if he believed his nonsense, and sent him a detailed competition area analysis form.

Zhang Yu discovered that on this piece of paper, Luo Wei wrote down the time of each game in detail, as well as the opponents he might meet.

It seems that he is quite serious.

Originally, Zhang Yu, who had no motivation for such things, couldn't help but think that if he could help Luo Wei get an award from here, it would make their relationship improve a lot.

In the next few days, Luo Wei would ask him to play games with him when he had time, and sometimes even ask Zhang Yu about the hero's style of play.

Even when Ren Xingwang came back, he found that the intimacy between Luo Wei and Zhang Yu was higher than that of his old friend.

He couldn't resist private lettering to Zhang Yu.

"This level of proficiency? I've been away for a few days, and you two haven't even thought about the child's nickname, have you?"

Zhang Yu: "Will Luo Wei even have children?"

Ren Xingwang: "No."

"He might kill me when he sees you say that."

"The two of us decided to go to an e-sports competition together."

Ren Xingwang was quite surprised: "He taught you how to play games?"

Zhang Yu: "I taught him."

Ren Xingwang: "...?"

Ever since he found out that the stronger he is, the more interested he is in playing games with Luo Wei. Zhang Yu is completely unwilling to pretend anymore. He goes all out in every game, and he can fly almost every game.

He played a few more games with Ren Xingwang, who was completely surprised by his changes, but seemed to have a new understanding of Zhang Yu.

It seems that this person is really different from what other people say.

Whether it's painting or games, Zhang Yu who can do everything well is so low-key, not as vain as others said.

But Ren Xingwang still has a little worry.

"I mainly want to ask you, there will be a parent-teacher meeting in a few days, will anyone from your family go?"

In the painting competition last time, Ren Xingwang heard that Zhang Yu's family members were gone, either they passed away, or they didn't recognize him as his son, in short, none of them remained by his side.

Originally, he was busy studying abroad during this period of time, but he suddenly thought of the parent meeting, so he came here to ask.

Sure enough, after a while Zhang Yu sent a message: "No."

All the other children had their parents go to the meeting, but only Zhang Yu didn't. Ren Xingwang fell in love with him instantly.

"If you feel awkward, I can lend you my cousin for a day."

"Although he is not so good-looking, he looks quite rich."

What does it look like to be rich?

Zhang Yu knew that Ren Xingwang had good intentions, but still hesitated.

It's not that he has any attachments or feelings for his family, it's just that he is afraid that Ren Xingwang's cousin will not like him.

A person who even cheats on his family members should be hated by others, right?

Ren Xingwang sent another message: "Don't worry, my cousin likes an obedient and excellent child like you the most."

Zhang Yu hesitated, the other party meant to make him pretend to be good?

He replied good.

On the day of the parent meeting, many parents will come to the school, and there will be a big swearing-in meeting. In order to make up for the time, one or two students from each class will perform on stage.

There are not many students who usually sing and dance in Mr. Peng's class, and basically anyone who can show some talent will sign up.

After the morning exercises, the students stood in a row, and the teacher asked those who had talent shows to step forward, and a few girls scattered out.

Yu Yingying was standing next to Zhang Yu, and others were standing in the row. They chatted secretly: "Do you have any talent?"

Zhang Yu joked: "I can rap, underground rapper."

"Life is a struggle..."

He hummed a few times casually, and his deskmate was a little surprised: "No way, you really can sing?"

Zhang Yu looked at her: "Of course I was joking."

Luo Wei and Ren Xingwang both heard voices behind them.

Although Zhang Yu's voice is not particularly deep, it is full and powerful, making people very comfortable.

Luo Wei stared at the top of the hair of the person half a head shorter than himself in front of him for a while.

Zhang Yu is quite fair, maybe it's because he's in a good mood after getting the scars recently, and there are more smiles on his face, a little bright in the sun, and he looks back at Luo Wei from time to time, thinking that he can't hide it.

Luo Wei still didn't have much emotion in his voice, but he gave Zhang Yu a little push from behind: "Tsk, then go and try."

Zhang Yu looked back at him, a little surprised.

He didn't expect that Luo Wei would take the initiative to say such words to him. Seeing that the other party's expression was a little serious, Zhang Yu really took a step forward.

He has the experience of performing on stage.

In the small town school where I lived with my grandma, Zhang Yu also rapped at the bonfire party during military training.

At that time, Zhang Yu was young, full of self-confidence, good-looking, and loved to express himself. In order to shape his perfect personality, he studied rap for a long time, and wore cool clothes at the bonfire party. After the party, many students inquired about Zhang Yu's name and class, and became a popular person in the school. The video even spread on the Internet for a while.

But after arriving at his stepmother's house, his previous self-confidence was gone.

Among a group of rich people, he was just a little dog. At that time, Xing Yuxing’s grandfather’s 66-year-old birthday was at the biggest hotel in the city, and he invited many rich people. Xing Yuxing, who was like a little prince, sat on the stage and played the piano. But bumpkin Zhang Yu could only sit in the corner, staring at the cake on the table that was taller than him in a daze.

He has nothing to complain about. This grand banquet has nothing to do with him as an outsider. In order not to get into trouble, his father didn't even give him a nice dress and let him hide in a corner to eat ashes.

Zhang Yu's real grandfather was a farmer who had been farming all his life in the fields. He was stooped, black and thin, and occasionally went to the construction site to move bricks. In summer, his skin exploded from the sun. His lifelong wish was to build a new house in his hometown. Live in well-decorated air-conditioned room.

The money saved for decades was used by Zhang Feng to pay off the debts. Until his death, his grandfather could not live in the new house. Now it has become a barren place, and everyone is gone.

The cake at that banquet alone was enough to buy his family's house.

Everything here does not belong to him, and for many years in the past, he has played the role of that misfit outsider.

Nothing can be done better than my brother.

Peng Ge looked at Zhang Yu in surprise: "Do you have a show too? What are you going to perform?"

What impressed her the most was Zhang Yu's paintings. It is already very good for ordinary students to have the same skill to that level. They can't be as good as painting in other aspects, so I was a little surprised that this person suddenly stood up.

Zhang Yu: "Sign up to sing."

Teacher Peng wrote down his name suspiciously: "I didn't even know you could sing..."

She looked a little sad, and looked at the list for a while. There was a girl in their class who learned martial arts, and she was really good at playing with that plastic sword.

But some time ago, he was admitted to the hospital because of a knife hidden under his arm and an appointment with someone.

There is a lack of more distinctive programs in the class. Now that the list has been registered, at a glance, it seems that none of them can pass the interview.

After confirming that no students continue to register, the application form is submitted and waits for the interview three days later.

Xing Yuxing's class also encountered the same problem.

There were such things in their class in the past, and Xing Yuxing participated in them. Although there are indeed many children who can play piano instruments, Xing Yuxing's characteristic is that he is good-looking.

Sitting on the stage, the atmosphere is amazing.

Therefore, this parent meeting also became an opportunity for Xing Yuxing to return to class.