He doesn't want to make green tea

Xing Yuxing stood there in a daze for a long time, unable to react when looking at the big screen.

He is No.2, and he lost to Zhang Yu.

The surrounding sounds seemed to disappear, everything was frozen, and only the numbers on the big screen remained in his sight.

Since a few years ago, Zhang Yu has been his imaginary enemy in his heart.

Xing Yuxing's parents divorced, and Zhang Feng brought Zhang Yu to live in his home. This unrelated brother and his so-called father destroyed his originally harmonious and perfect home together.

Zhang Feng snatched away the place that belonged to his father, and Zhang Yu, the little boy who came to his house on the first day, looked a little alienated, and was at a loss in the living room. Xing Yuxing had a strong sense of crisis.

He was afraid that Zhang Yu could do better than him in everything. It was obvious that this person was a sudden extra person in the family. It was obvious that everything before, the love of his classmates, his childhood sweetheart Fang Jingsheng, should belong to him alone, Xing Yuxing.

He hates Zhang Yu spending his family's money, going out to make friends with his friends, and stealing his things.

Fortunately, Zhang Yu couldn't do anything well in the past, so Xing Yuxing could have a smooth high school life.

Obviously, this person only needs to live behind him for the rest of his life, acting as a shadow.

But as he got older, Zhang Yu became more and more prominent.

Xing Yuxing saw that many people around him were whispering, as if these words had already reached their ears, they were saying that Zhang Yu could easily get everything from him.

His friends, his parentage, his family.

As long as Zhang Yu wanted it, he could take it away.

Xing Yuxing sat back on his seat dejectedly, feeling that everything had collapsed, and his heart suddenly felt empty and cold.

Xing Jiangzuo beside him took his hand: "Don't be sad, Yu Xing, let's wait for another chance."

He raised his eyes to look at his brother: "what chance?"

Is there no chance for Zhang Yu to take away his things again?

On the other side, the voting on the big screen stopped, and Zhang Yu stopped watching.

When he first participated in the competition, he didn't like rap very much. He signed up because he listened to Lowe's words.

He put his backpack on and walked out from his seat. Zhou Xuewen was talking next to him: "I didn't expect you to have such a level. I think you look good. Have you never thought about entering the entertainment circle and participating in the draft?"

Draft?

Zhang Yu shook his head in a daze, thinking of the scars on his face, he made an excuse and said, "I'm not interested in those at all."

He didn't want to admit that he would be affected by scars, and there was a high probability of being brushed off, so he simply said that he was not interested.

Zhou Xuewen paused: "It's a pity, if you enter the entertainment circle, you will definitely have a good development. You are capable and look good."

Zhang Yu didn't speak, but he began to calculate the possibility of going to the draft in his heart.

He has no dream of singing and dancing. For him now, it takes too long to make his debut in the talent show, and he needs to re-learn singing and dancing. He will not have income for a long time, and he will not be able to support himself. .

What Zhang Yu needs most now is a job that pays quickly, such as saving lost youths.

With many considerations put together, he is unwilling to participate in any draft.

But Zhou Xuewen's words were still taken into Zhang Yu's heart, and for some unknown reason, he somehow felt that Lowe would be very suitable for this kind of draft.

Before Luo's family went bankrupt, Luo Wei didn't have to worry about basic life issues for at least a few years. He had the time and energy to be a trainee. After bankruptcy, if he wanted to help his family, the entertainment industry would not be as dangerous as motorcycle racing.

The only thing that is difficult to deal with is Lowe's character. Going to the draft is a complete disaster.

I don’t know if it’s because I think about it day by day and dream about it at night. Zhang Yu had a dream that night. In the dream, he was the mentor of the draft, and Luo Wei was standing on the opposite stage, a student who came to interview.

There are ten bentos on the table, and you can give bentos to your favorite contestants to advance. In the dream, Zhang Yu said: "Luo Wei, please start your performance."

Luo Wei looked down at the bento, with that expression again, which coincided with the day the two were on the road: "Why don't you come to perform?"

Zhang Yu was so clever that he woke up with fright.

Looking at the time, it's six forty.

Although he was awakened by a nightmare, Zhang Yu woke up later than usual.

After leaving the Xing family for too long, he no longer wakes up at five o'clock every day, and sleeps more and more steadily. Even if the living environment is poor, at least it is his own home, and he will no longer be worried like before, and he has a sense of stability and belonging.

Usually Luo Wei was still awake when Zhang Yu woke up, but today Luo Wei woke up a little earlier than him.

When Zhang Yu went to wash his face in the public bathroom, Luo Wei was already sitting in the kitchen eating. Zhang Yu took a look. This man ate milk cereal in the morning, and it was still served in a cute bear bowl. The bowl should be a gift from the merchant. Go down to a small half bowl.

Luo Wei looks white and tender, eats deliciously, like a child.

Zhang Yu frowned.

It turns out that this person has never accepted his breakfast, is it because the taste is wrong?

Lovey likes to eat this in the morning?

Luo Wei should have also noticed Zhang Yu who got up. Seeing that the man was still holding a dental cup, he asked in a strange way: "Are you awake?"

Obviously, the tone of voice was the same as usual, but Zhang Yu seemed to be influenced by the small porcelain bowl and milk cereal, and felt that this person was inexplicably milky and approachable today.

His voice slowed down a bit.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

But Luo Wei was still the same Luo Wei, put down the bowl, and said indifferently: "Go and wash your face."

Zhang Yu usually packs things very quickly and eats very little. Normally, he can go out in 10 minutes, but today he got up a little late. Even if he packs quickly, he may be late.

There should be no one on the way to school.

While thinking this way, he just walked downstairs when he found that Luo Wei was also by the side of the flower bed, where Zhang Feng sat that day.

This person got up early, but he hadn't arrived at school yet, but was tying his shoes downstairs.

Zhang Yu stopped and greeted Luo Wei, but did not approach.

With the lessons learned from borrowing a bicycle last time, Zhang Yu also knew that Luo Wei didn't like going to school with him very much, so he didn't bother, and sped up his pace a little, walking to the bus stop by himself.

It takes about 10 minutes to walk to the nearest bus stop in the community, because Zhang Yu is about to be late, and Zhang Yu moves quickly with her schoolbag on her back and gradually starts to run.

There were not many books in the bag, and the sound of bumping and colliding water glasses and bits and pieces of stationery could be heard clearly.

In addition to these, while Zhang Yu was running, he suddenly heard the sound of a locomotive starting from behind. Before he could look back and see clearly, Luo Wei's car had already driven in front of him, and he even rode a little farther away. The man looked back at him:

"Take you there?"

Zhang Yu was a little surprised, looked around, and finally pointed at himself in disbelief: "Me?"

Lowe was still casual and not emotional, just asking casually.

But for Zhang Yu, this was a major breakthrough in the relationship.

He quickened his pace and chased forward for a while. The sound of the water bottle colliding with the stationery became lighter and lighter, and he caught up in a while.

But as soon as he approached, Luo Wei suddenly raised his hand, and Zhang Yu subconsciously hid.

He was a little afraid that this person might have evil intentions, such as pulling his mask or something. Luo Wei is not a kind person for no reason.

But things didn't happen as expected.

The man threw him a helmet: "What are you hiding from?"

The helmet was held in Zhang Yu's arms, and he still looked at Zhang Yu: "Will you wear it?"

Zhang Yu remembered the last time when Luo Wei wore the helmet backwards. After returning home, he deliberately read on the Internet how to wear it correctly, but he hadn't applied it yet.

So Zhang Yu said: "I don't know how, can you teach me?"

He stood far away. On the one hand, he was a little afraid that this person would trick him again, and on the other hand, he hoped that the relationship could go further. Will Lowe take off his helmet and demonstrate it to him?

Zhang Yu waited for a while, but Luo Wei didn't move. Just when he was a little uneasy, Luo Wei pulled the belt of his sweater and pulled him to him: "Come here."

Before he could react, he was dragged forward a few steps, and the helmet in his hand was picked up by Lowe. It was inevitable that his fingertips would accidentally touch the back of his hand when he was holding something, which was a bit cold of.

Afterwards, Zhang Yu felt something covering his head. After a while of darkness, he saw Luo Wei's face again through the glass of the helmet. Zhang Yu's cheek was squeezed and deformed, and his mouth was crushed unexpectedly. pouted.

The glass of his helmet is transparent, so Lovi can see the little expression on his face being pressed down.

It may be that Zhang Yu's appearance is really cute, Luo Wei suddenly smiled, and patted the back of Zhang Yu's helmet: "Wear a helmet, pay attention to driving safety."

Zhang Yu was a little stunned.

It was the first time he saw Luo Wei laughing like this, either he sneered or had malicious intentions, or he was amused.

If possible, he felt that Party A would like Luo Wei's expression very much and would reward him with a sum of money.

After all, it was not easy to get such a smile on this person's face.

Zhang Yu felt pity in his heart, and didn't move for a long time.

In the eyes of others, he was just stunned by Luo Wei's smiling face, and only Zhang Yu knew that he had already begun to calculate Luo Wei's market price in his heart.

The latter let him into the car.

Although the two started a little late from home, but fortunately there was not much traffic jam on the road, and Luo Wei's driving skills were also good, so they finally arrived at school before being late.

Same as last time, Zhang Yu sat on the back seat of the car and hugged the man's waist tightly, but it was different, this time he couldn't smell Luo Wei's body, nor could he feel any wind.

Luo Wei just gave him a ride, and when he arrived at the school, he threw him at the school gate, and rode to the parking lot by himself. Before Zhang Yu got off the car, he even threw his schoolbag to Zhang Yu: "Help me get it."

Zhang Yu groaned, carrying a schoolbag on his left shoulder and a schoolbag on his right shoulder. Luo Wei's bag was much lighter than his, and he walked upstairs slowly.

Along the way, someone has been watching him secretly.

The entire third grade department saw Zhang Yu who performed yesterday, and the school had already discussed it, including his previous championship in the painting competition, which was rediscovered together, and Zhang Yu suddenly became a man of influence in these people's mouths.

Everyone was curious about what he looked like. I couldn’t see his face clearly during the performance, but I felt that he had a good temperament. He finally came to school today, but he still wore a mask, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little nice. Everyone poked their heads out in the corridor in twos and threes, talking for a while , are curious.

The students in the class are also looking at Zhang Yu, because they all know Luo Wei's bag.

Every day from the beginning of Lowe's class, there are good or bad sights on him, and everyone knows his backpack.

So when Zhang Yu entered the door, everyone saw that he was carrying Luo Wei's bag, and he put the bag on the chair very naturally, and then returned to his seat.

As soon as Zhang Yu sat down, Yu Yingying asked him: "Loe Wei asked you to recite it? Did he bully you?"

That's not bullying.

Zhang Yu explained: "I'll help him take it."

He originally wanted to say that the two were friends, but after thinking about it, they seemed to be not friends: "He drove to my school in the morning, so I helped him take his schoolbag."

Having helped the class get honors twice, the teacher and classmates now have a halo towards the transfer student Zhang Yu, and no one can see Zhang Yu being bullied by Luo Wei.

But the students' attention was obviously overwhelmed by another message in this sentence.

Yu Yingying was surprised: "He let you ride in his car again?"

The front desk turned around when they heard this: "Are you two riding to school together now?"

Zhang Yu:"……"

He said vaguely, "No."

"I heard that they have a very good relationship." Liao Xiaobai, who had already returned to school, still had gauze wrapped around his head. The doctor said that his hair follicles were damaged, and his forehead happened to be a little bald, so he went for a hair transplant.

She entered the gossip group chat originally to see if anyone was talking about her, and her nickname was recently chosen: "East Fifth Ring Xie Dingfeng."

I happened to see a photo of Zhang Yu and Luo Wei yesterday.

Even though it’s far away, Luo Wei’s face in the photo is still very good-looking, with his body leaning forward slightly, while Zhang Yu only showed his eyebrows and looked up at Luo Wei when he was handing things. .

Liao Xiaobai found out the photos, because she likes to share them by typing cp, she put the mobile phone in front of several people: "Didn't you read the message sent yesterday? You still suspect that they have a bad relationship? The square scarves Zhang Yu wears are from Luo Wei of."

People were gathering together to look at the picture together: "The thing pasted Zhang Yu's mouth is pasted on Zhang Yu's neck again..."

Luo Wei walked in through the door at this time.

"What are you talking about?"