He doesn't want to make green tea

Zhang Yu went to the office with several other students, and of course saw Xing Yuxing at the interview site.

It has been many days since he came to school. Xing Yuxing wears a mask and a hat, as if deliberately avoiding the sight of people around him, but occasionally he can still hear discussions.

Speaking of Xing Yuxing, people discussed the most about his plagiarism, especially when the other protagonist of the incident, Zhang Yu, was also present.

Xing Yuxing didn't know that Zhang Yu would also come. In the past, Zhang Yu would not have the courage to participate in this kind of event, especially when Xing Yuxing's program was already perfect, Zhang Yu never dared to express himself.

Of course Xing Yuxing was not worried that Zhang Yu's show was better than his own, but this was a good opportunity for him to return to school. Now that Zhang Yu came, everyone's attention returned to plagiarism. Now the students are watching them, the scene Very embarrassing.

Zhang Yu walked towards him like this, with a smile on his face: "Are you signing up too? Yu Xing, what do you want to perform?"

Xing Yuxing's face under the mask twitched a little. Many people were already looking at him, but now everyone's eyes were more focused, but Zhang Yu also brought out his green tea nature to the extreme: "Do you want to paint on site?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone around immediately sneered, Xing Yuxing gritted his teeth silently, his face flushed and dazed.

Although Zhang Yu used to have green tea, he would never embarrass him in front of so many people, let alone be so aggressive.

Xing Yuxing looked at Zhang Yu, fortunately his skin was thick enough, he lowered his head and explained: "I'm here to play the piano, what are you going to perform?"

Zhang Yu hummed, obviously not curious about what he was doing: "Singing."

Xing Yuxing looked up at Zhang Yu.

He didn't know that Zhang Yu could sing.

Soon it was Xing Yuxing's order, his name was called at the door, and Xing Yuxing was let in.

He got up and walked in, and everyone around him looked on.

After a while, a melodious piano sound came from the room. Maybe the selection teacher wanted to show others Xing Yuxing's appearance, and opened the door outside, and Xing Yuxing's figure was revealed.

He was wearing a loose white shirt today, which was slightly fluffy, and the hem of the clothes was tucked into black casual suit pants. His back was straight, like a little prince.

The mask he had been wearing on his face was also taken off, and he lowered his head to reveal clear eyebrows and eyes. He was still good-looking.

Even if there were still a lot of discussions about Xing Yuxing just now, they are all quiet now.

After the piano was over and it was time for the teacher to make a decision, there were discussions around: "He is also very good, this piano is really good."

"Yeah, a little handsome."

But there are also students in Zhang Yu's class who can't understand it: "Plagiarism is plagiarism, what's the use of being handsome?"

After a while, people came out of the classroom. Xing Yuxing had a decent smile on his face. Compared with the dingy look when he entered the classroom, he looked much more energetic. He walked up to Zhang Yu step by step.

Zhang Yu was wearing a mask, which was the complete opposite of Xing Yuxing's perfect appearance. His face was blocked and he couldn't see clearly.

These days, although the wounds on his face have healed a lot, it is still impossible to change to the way it was before.

He didn't dare to show his face, but against Xing Yuxing's beauty, he looked gray.

"The teacher told you to go in."

Zhang Yu took two steps forward and entered the room.

Someone outside Zhang Yu's class asked, "What did he sign up for? Why is this man wearing a mask all the time? I don't think I've ever seen him show his face."

"I don't know, maybe a skin disease."

Someone joked: "Maybe ugly."

"How can you perform without showing your face?"

"Yeah, I haven't seen anyone wearing a mask on stage."

At this time, Xing Yuxing was also in the crowd, and said: "Maybe it's a little inferiority complex, Zhang Yu used to wear a mask at my house."

He was well-dressed today, and by saying this, it was a disguised guess that Zhang Yu was ugly, so he felt inferior in front of Xing Yuxing.

Sure enough, someone immediately said: "Isn't that why he feels inferior compared to you? His eyes are not ugly, but he probably isn't as good-looking as you."

"The ability to be on stage depends on real skills, not on appearance." Liao Xiaobai, a classmate who is a big swordsman, explained to Zhang Yu, "Covering your mouth and nose must be to protect your throat. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Someone next to him wanted to refute, but when he saw Liao Xiaobai's appearance, he hesitated to speak.

Everyone in the class said that Liao Xiaobai had been hospitalized in a fight with a knife, but it was different from what others thought. This person didn't have any injuries in the fight, nor was his face covered in blood.

She went with a whole body of kung fu, and when she arrived at the scene, the poses were set up, and several boys and girls on the opposite side rushed forward. Several boys and girls pulled Liao Xiaobai's pigtails together, and Liao Xiaobai beat them all into the hospital.

And Liao Xiaobai, she is bald.

It's not that I can't take part in the show, it's just that the hair doesn't grow out and it doesn't look so elegant.

Peng Ge was afraid that there was no one in the class, so he went to the hospital to find him, and bought a wig for him, because he was going to perform martial arts, and now the big knife was still standing by the chair, which made people feel cold, and there was nothing wrong with it. No one dared to contradict her.

I always feel very uncomfortable.

The door to the performance was closed, so the room was considered soundproof, and people outside couldn't hear what Zhang Yu was performing inside. After about five or six minutes, Zhang Yuren came out from inside.

Compared with Xing Yuxing's 10-minute performance, Zhang Yu's time to enter is really short.

"Did you stay? What did you say?"

Someone asked Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu paused: "There is no notification yet, it is said that the official list will be made directly in a few days."

Including Xing Yuxing, several interviewees around did not give a clear answer. Liao Xiaobai strode forward and cupped a fist at Zhang Yu, boldly frightening Zhang Yu, who was usually quiet, took a small step back.

"I went first."

Zhang Yu nodded to her.

Liao Xiaobai rushed into the interview room, Zhang Yuren left and returned to the classroom.

In fact, the teacher inside is very satisfied with his performance.

But the teacher put forward a condition, that is, he hoped that Zhang Yu could take off the mask to show his face during the official performance, and he didn't have to take it off all the time. It was only during the performance, and it was not an excessive requirement.

Zhang Yu hesitated.

For him, exposing his face in front of everyone and exposing the wound that has not fully healed is simply the most terrifying thing in the world.

So the teacher asked him to reconsider whether to participate in the competition.

Back home, Ren Xingwang also called to ask about it.

"I heard that your interview didn't go well."

Zhang Yu was surprised: "Who did you listen to?"

"Classmates, we usually discuss with each other, okay?"

While eating, Ren Xingwang asked Zhang Yu, "What happened inside?"

"The teacher said that it is better not to wear a mask to participate in the competition."

Ren Xingwang understood. The first time he saw Zhang Yu, he knew that this person didn't like to take off his mask. If there was nothing covering his face, Zhang Yu would not want to see people.

Although it was a pity, Ren Xingwang still said: "If you really can't do it, then don't go, you will be unhappy if you go."

Zhang Yu hummed, and the thoughts in his heart were similar to those of Ren Xingwang.

After logging in to the game and playing with Luo Wei all night, Zhang Yu was a little sleepy, so he chatted with the man on WeChat, ready to go to bed.

Lowe sent him a picture at this time.

It's some hip-hop songs.

Zhang Yu replied immediately: "Do you like it?"

The other side only replied with one word: "Yes."

Zhang Yu was about to fall asleep in a daze. As long as Luo Wei said something he liked, he would of course try his best to get in touch with it. It was even more pity for the game in a few days, but because he was too sleepy, he only responded: "It's good." .”

Before Luo Wei could say anything to him, Zhang Yu fell asleep.

The list of candidates was announced the next day, but Zhang Yu was not on the list.

Xing Yuxing was selected as the third one to appear on the stage, which was a more attention-grabbing position. The teachers and classmates in their class were very happy, and Xing Yuxing's complexion improved a lot.

He is in a good mood, and his family members naturally have a good attitude towards Zhang Feng.

"This competition, I'll give your class a winner and come back." Xing Shulan helped Xing Yuxing tidy up his clothes while telling him, "Your brother will go to the parent meeting at that time, buy something for the classmates, and canvass for you."

Zhang Feng has not been doing very well at home recently. If Xing Yuxing has the opportunity to go back to school, maybe his life will be better. Naturally, he fully supports: "I will buy more supplements for our son during this time."

The family is happy.

After Xing Yuxing returned to school, the students discussed a lot about the parent meeting, especially Zhang Yu who was not on the list.

"I thought Zhang Yu really knew everything, but he didn't pass the interview. It seemed like he was jealous again."

"I haven't signed up for so many years. After leaving our class, I have been painting and singing. Don't you just want to say that our class bullied him? Sincerely."

"I was kicked out by the teacher within 5 minutes of entering. I laughed so hard. Last time I took away the winner of our class in the painting competition. He really thought he could do everything."

"To tell you the truth, apart from the sister who played big swords, I think our class won again this time. That girl is really good at martial arts, but Yu Xing's performance is also really good."

He said everything, and heard Zhang Yu's ears, he was a little slow to pack his schoolbag at night, and he didn't want to leave too early, because he was afraid of being judged.

He sat on the inner side of the seat and needed to get out of the seat at the same table after packing up.

But after packing up, there was a person sitting next to him.

This should be the first time Luo Wei took the initiative to look for him. He put his feet on the pedals of the table, and his posture was a little lazy, blocking the only way for Zhang Yu to leave. He raised his head and asked:

"Why didn't you participate?"

Zhang Yu suddenly remembered that the song list that Luo Wei sent him that day, Luo Wei probably didn't know that he was on the opposite side, the two of them seemed to be chatting with ordinary netizens, and Luo Wei recommended to him his favorite things.

So this person should like listening to singing?

Zhang Yu put down her schoolbag and sat back on her seat: "I'm afraid that people will see this."

He took off the mask a little bit. It was not the first time that Luo Wei saw his scar, but no matter whether he saw it or not, this man had always treated him indifferently, and his mood did not change.

Once or twice, Zhang Yu has no burden.

"If you want to hear it, I'll sing it to you alone."

The classroom is very quiet, and the other students have gone clean.

The white cloth by the window was blown up by the wind, there were still math problems on the blackboard that had not been erased, and the wiping cloth was placed on the edge of the bucket. It was a cool classroom and a comfortable afternoon.

Zhang Yu turned his head to look at Luo Wei, his voice was soft, his face was completely exposed, with scars on his face: "Are you listening?"

Luo Wei didn't say anything else, just frowned.

He left with his schoolbag.

Zhang Yu has long been used to him like this, so it wasn't much of a surprise, and he also picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the school with Luo Wei a few steps away. The two walked along the road very well, but they didn't walk together. The distance between one front and the other was no more than ten meters, and they went home separately. .

On the way home, he would pass a bridge. The wind made Zhang Yu feel good, and his footsteps followed happily. The sun was about to set, and the water surface was red, the same color as the clouds.

When he turned his head to look at the sunset, he found that the people in front of him also stopped.

Luo Wei suddenly looked back at Zhang Yu.

He still looked the same, handsome, with exquisite eyebrows, but he lacked sternness, as if seeing a beautiful scenery, he wanted to make sure if the only person he knew at the scene was watching together, so he looked at Zhang Yu with an inexplicably clean expression.

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Soon it was the day of the parent meeting.

The boy that Ren Xingwang brought to be Zhang Yu's cousin looks really rich. His whole face has undergone plastic surgery and he has been knifed. Although he is handsome, he is not real, and he doesn't have the masculinity that others say , behaved a bit strangely.

He was very enthusiastic when he saw Zhang Yu for the first time: "Your eyes are beautiful."

Although Zhang Yu was surprised by the other party's directness, he smiled politely: "Thank you, you are also very good-looking."

Of course, my cousin knew that his face looked fake.

But he never shy away from talking about it.

He handed Zhang Yu a gift bag, and smiled: "I am obviously expensive, didn't Ren Xingwang tell you?"

"But I like your fake character."

He said that he liked Zhang Yu, and it was not a lie, and he even brought Zhang Yu a suit of hip-hop style clothes. Although Zhang Yu didn't like it, but the other party had good intentions, he still accepted it while boasting about how beautiful it was.

Before the parent meeting started, the students and parents gathered in the playground, and some students saw Xing Yuxing's brother and Xing Yuxing get off the car from a long distance.

A black Lamborghini, Xing Yuxing is a real young master, full of extravagance, both brothers are good-looking, everyone looks in their direction.

That's something that Zhang Yu can't match in his whole life.

Xing Jiangzuo went to park the car, and Xing Yuxing went to the scene first.

He found where Zhang Yu was, walked over step by step, and said very friendlyly: "Zhang Yu? Aren't you going backstage?"

Xing Yuxing deliberately asked: "The people who are going to perform this time have already been prepared backstage, why don't you go?"

Someone around answered, "Because he wasn't chosen."

"This is your new boyfriend?" Xing Yuxing also laughed with the people around him, and then looked Zhou Xuewen up and down. He remembered that he had killed him many times in the game that day. Zhang Yu's so-called new boyfriend was not Thinking of how he looks like this, the smile on his face is even bigger, "It really looks like..."

He approached the two of them, and added the second half of the sentence: "Plastic, cheap."

In the eyes of outsiders, they are just whispering.

Before Zhang Yu could reply, Xing Yuxing was dragged up by Zhou Wenxue.

Zhou Wenxue wasn't angry at all, he just said, "Why are you getting so close? Do you have a tone?"

Xing Yuxing's complexion changed, and he felt a little embarrassed in front of so many people.

When Xing Jiangzuo stopped the car and came back, he saw someone pulling his younger brother by the back collar. Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, he went to support him, and shook the man's hand away: "Don't touch him."

But when Zhou Xuewen turned around, he was stunned again.

The reason is nothing else, Zhou Xuewen was the first party who bid for a big business in his family a few days ago.

"I thought who was it? It's such a big show." Zhou Xuewen saw Xing Jiangzuo clearly, and obviously recognized Xing Jiangzuo.

It was the first time Zhang Yu saw Xing Jiangzuo showing such an expression to a person.

A little flattering, but also a little embarrassing, his face was very ugly.

He was in the Xing family before, and this person took the lead in torturing him, and his behavior was very bad.

Xing Jiangzuo was also the one who asked people to stuff money into Zhang Yu's bag, slandering Zhang Yu for stealing money, so as to take the opportunity to drive Zhang Yu away.

Zhou Xuewen pointed to Xing Yuxing: "Your brother is really interesting."

Xing Jiangzuo lowered his head and told Xing Yuxing to go first, apologizing: "I didn't know you were here today, but you're coming too...to the parent meeting?"

Ignoring Xing Jiangzuo's respectful words, Zhou Xuewen frowned: "Why let him go? Are you going to apologize to my brother instead of your brother?"

Compared with Xing Yuxing's apology, Zhang Yu certainly hoped to see Xing Jiangzuo's embarrassment.

The latter's face was really ugly.

"I... this is your brother?" He looked at Zhang Yu with disbelief, and looked at Zhang Yu aggressively, "It doesn't look like it."

Zhou Xuewen pointed to himself: "Look at my face, can you see what I looked like before? I'm just with this..."

He recalled Zhang Yu's name for a while before continuing: "This Zhang Yu looks exactly the same. Our two brothers were lost when we were young, and we only found them last month."

Xing Jiangzuo knew about Zhang Yu's biological father, but he had no choice but to walk in front of Zhang Yu, but he was still very proud.

Zhou Xuewen was not very satisfied: "You should also keep your head down. What kind of attitude is this? If my brother is not satisfied, you will probably be blocked by my father."

In the industry they are engaged in, the Zhou family is like a leader. It is still very serious to be blocked by Zhou's group.

Xing Jiangzuo hesitated for a long time, then lowered his head on his chest in a very humiliating manner, and said respectfully to Zhang Yu: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, my brother and I are sorry for you."

Zhang Yu felt refreshed immediately.

He naturally hated Xing Jiangzuo, but he had nothing to do with the rich and powerful Xing Jiangzuo in the past. This was the first time that Xing Jiangzuo bowed his head in front of him.

He felt that Xing Jiangzuo at this moment really looked like a dog.

Zhou Xuewen also noticed that Zhang Yu became obviously happy in the follow-up: "What? You have a deep hatred with them?"

Zhang Yu shook his head, subconsciously denied it, and nodded again after a while.

There is no need to hide it from an outsider.

"They slandered me for stealing money." Zhang Yu told the whole story, and did not forget to mention:

"If you do business with them, you have to be careful." Although it was a reminder, it was hoped that Zhou Xuewen could terminate the cooperation and punish the Xing family.

His small thoughts were written on his face, Zhou Xuewen didn't feel disgusted, on the contrary, he found it very interesting, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Soon, Xing Yuxing took the stage.

Just like at my grandfather’s birthday party many years ago, Zhang Yu was in a dark corner, and the surrounding light was gathered in the middle of the stage. There sat an extravagant young man with slightly curly brown hair, who was very delicately dressed, like little Prince.

The spotlights in the audience only illuminated the little prince and the piano, and the fairy tale movement reverberated in the air, washing everyone's soul, and Xing Yuxing was perfect and dreamlike.

There was a burst of applause immediately below.

This person's skills are good, and sitting there is like a performance. Except for a few students chatting and playing games below, everyone around them is on the discussion stage.

"It must be stable this year, right? Yuxing has performed really well."

"It's not just a piano, it's enjoyment, it's really amazing."

"It's so dreamy."

"It's so good, I'm in tears."

At the end of the song, the little prince stood up from his seat, bowed to the audience, and everything returned to silence.

Peng Ge walked through the crowd with a low body, and pulled Zhang Yu aside: "Come with me."

Teacher Peng took him to the backstage. Next door was the place where Xing Yuxing celebrated. It was very lively, but there was no one in the rest room of Zhang Yu's class.

Peng Ge seemed very anxious: "Liao Xiaobai went to have a hair transplant, and her scalp suddenly became swollen. Her mother thought she could make it there, but she didn't make it in time today. Zhang Yu, can you help her later?"

Not only the teacher was there, but all the students in the class were also there, and they were all called by the teacher to ask if they could perform, including Luo Wei.

Luo Wei is very well dressed today. Inside the jacket is a sweater with a collar and a square scarf around his neck, which is cool and beautiful.

Zhang Yu still shook his head.

"I can not……"

Teacher Peng wiped his face and stopped wasting time on Zhang Yu. He had no choice but to go out to find other students.

The students were so busy that Zhang Yu sat on his seat apologetically. He couldn't go back to the scene now. He had nothing to do and started talking to Luo Wei: "What did the teacher ask you to perform?"

"She heard that I can ride a motorcycle." Lowe's face contorted for a moment, "Let me perform riding an electric bicycle over a wooden board."

Zhang Yu:"……"

He seems to have seen this kind of show in the circus.

The others were busy, and Lowe took the time to ask him, "Is the scar important?"

Zhang Yu breathed out, and didn't want to hide it now: "I really can't accept myself on stage like this. Scars are not something that should be seen by others."

Happiness and perfect things are easier for people to accept, and those ugly, flawed, and painful things will only be hated by people.

Xing Yuxing is as perfect as a fairy tale, while Zhang Yu is like the shadow and scars behind the fairy tale. Everyone is willing to see beautiful things, and scars will be laughed at.

"Because of this scar, I was beaten so badly that I almost died. They said I was ugly and scary."

In his previous life, he also thought that he could live a new life with a scar, but in the end he was beaten to death because of the scar. Zhang Yu never wanted to recall that period of time, and never wanted to face that flaw.

But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a small voice:

"You look good without a mask."

For a moment, he suspected that he had heard wrong.

Looking up in surprise, Zhang Yu looked at Luo Wei until he saw this person with his own eyes and repeated: "Scars are also beautiful, and blemishes are also beautiful."

He watched as Luo Wei took off his scarf from around his neck, and took off Zhang Yu's mask, so that his face was completely exposed in sight.

"If you don't mind, you can use this." Luo Wei handed Zhang Yu his scarf.

There are no rappers who wear medical masks to perform on stage, and the school does not allow them to wear medical masks on stage, but hip-hop does wear face scarves. As long as it can complete the stage effect, the school will not prevent wearing face scarves.

Tie a square scarf above the nose to cover half of the face and only show the eyebrows and eyes. The effect is the same as that of a mask and can block scars.

There was also Luo Wei's body scent on the square scarf, a faint, very clean scent, which made Zhang Yu a little stunned.

"Can I use this?"

Lowe frowned: "Otherwise, why would I pick it for you?"

"But I'm afraid I'll look ridiculous."

Perhaps this kind of attire is not suitable for everyone. Zhang Yu is a person without self-confidence. He is afraid of trying new attires. He is afraid that he will make a fool of himself on stage, that he will be inappropriate, and that it will be ridiculous.

"If you don't know how to wear it, give it to me." Ignoring his hesitation, Luo Wei took the face towel from Zhang Yu's hand, then held Zhang Yu's shoulder, and turned the man around to face the mirror.

He was a little taller than Zhang Yu, and the faces of both of them could be seen in the mirror. Luo Wei raised Zhang Yu's habitually lowered chin, revealing his entire face.

The face scarf passed around Zhang Yu's cheeks, and the soft touch gradually tightened. On the square scarf, Luo Wei's body fragrance became more and more clear, right at the tip of Zhang Yu's nose.

The person behind him asked him to raise his face and look directly at himself in the mirror.

Although half of his face was covered, only his eyebrows and eyes were exposed, Zhang Yu's eyes were still beautiful, and his mouth was covered by complicated patterns, and there was a hint of coldness and exotic mystery in his eyes.

For the first time, he discovered such a different self.

Soon, it was time for Liao Xiaobai to take the stage.